The seller of the heavens

In 1997, night.

In a high-end residential area.

Yuan Hua sat in his room, secretly drinking his father's wine, depressed.

As long as he thought of Qiu Ya's timid look at Charlotte, he would get angry.

Peng!

Yuan Hua suddenly punched the wall hard, tears streaming down his face.

He hated Charlotte, and even more hated himself for being indecisive, cowardly, and completely lacking in the appearance that an outstanding regiment cadre and a three-good student should have.

Yuan Hua knew that if he continued like this, he might really lose Qiu Ya.

He didn't know what to do.

For the current Charlotte, Yuan Hua is a little apprehensive. After all, since a few days ago, the other party has suddenly changed his personality. He even dared to hit the teacher, kissed Qiu Ya forcibly, and even jumped off the building. He was out of his mind at first sight. Who knew that What will people do when they go crazy.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and a thought flashed in his mind: should he find a bastard and teach Charlotte a lesson.

It's just that he hesitated after all, unable to make up his mind, and was afraid of getting into trouble because of it.

Yuan Hua scratched his hair in frustration, thinking to himself that it would be great if he could be more talented than Xia Luo, in this way he would definitely win back Qiuya's heart.

Isn't the reason why Charlotte can get Qiuya's favor because he can write songs?

‘If only I could write love poems. '

However, Yuan Hua also has self-knowledge, knowing that although his composition is not bad, he won the first prize only because of his father's name.

His literary talent is actually not brilliant, and he can't write amazing words and sentences at all.

Yuan Hua felt a strong unwillingness and longing in his heart, wishing that a few touching love poems could fall into his hands from the sky and help him touch Qiuya's heart.

At this moment, he seemed to hear a voice vaguely:

"Zhutian Food Delivery Platform has received the order request and is preparing the goods..."

Yuan Hua didn't pay attention to the voice, thinking that he had drunk too much and had auditory hallucinations.

He continued to drink away his sorrows and numb his inner pain.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Although Yuan Hua was a little drunk, he was still sober. When he heard the sound, he thought it was his parents who had come back. He gave a jolt, got up and tidied up, put the wine away, and then went to open the door.

After opening the door, I saw a strange young man in his early 20s standing outside the door, with short shaved hair and a tough appearance.

Yuan Hua looked at the other party strangely, and asked:

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"You are Yuan Hua, right?"

Jiang Chen looked at the handsome young man with his bangs half to seven on the opposite side. For some reason, a BGM automatically sounded in his head. The familiar melody echoed in his mind. :

"One~Jian Hanmei stands proudly in the snow, only for the people of Yin to smell the fragrance..."

Yuan Hua didn't know what Jiang Chen was thinking, so he nodded honestly:

"Yes, it's me. What can you do?"

"Don't you want love poems? I'm here to send love poems."

"Oh, is that voice real?"

Yuan Hua was a little surprised, but he didn't struggle too much. It seemed that an inexplicable force made him accept this matter easily. He still focused more on the love poem Jiang Chen said.

Yuan Hua asked curiously:

"I don't know what kind of poem it is, can you show it to me?"

Jiang Chen handed over the printed ten-three quotes.

"Order completed."

"Congratulations on your reward: a bottle of Moutai."

Listening to the system's voice, Jiang Chen felt that the rewards this time were a little different from those of Bamboo Dragonfly and Xiandou, and he inevitably felt a sense of gap in his heart.

However, he is also psychologically prepared for this, after all, the reward is related to the customer who placed the order. Yuan Hua is just a high school student, so it is not bad to be able to give such a reward.

Although he has never drunk Moutai, this wine is very famous in China, so he has heard of it. It seems that it costs several thousand yuan a bottle, and you can get thousands of dollars with a delivery. This is already what he used to Things you can't even dream of.

Jiang Chen was not too disappointed.

After Yuan Hua took that page, he felt a little curious and anticipating what level Jiang Chen's love poems would be. At the same time, he was also worried that the level of love poems would not be enough to impress Qiu Ya.

he carefully

first poem:

The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing me.

I fell on the maple leaves and snowflakes all over the sky.

And you're thinking of me.

After Yuan Hua finished reading it, he felt a little awkward at first, but after reading it twice, he finally understood that this poem needs to be read backwards, and then his heart was shocked, and he sighed how amazing it was.

Second song:

When I saw you for the first time, I smiled back,

in my heart,

I've been with you forever.

After watching the second song, Yuan Hua felt sweet in his heart, and thought to himself: Which girl can resist this kind of love talk offensive.

Continue to watch the third, fourth, fifth...

After reading the ten love poems, Yuan Hua was determined and felt that the chance of winning this time was in his hands.

Every love poem is so touching, his heart is moved after reading it, and Qiu Ya will definitely fall into his arms after reading it.

As long as he can copy these love poems and send them to Qiu Ya, and show his extraordinary talent, Charlotte will definitely not be able to threaten him anymore.

After all, in terms of appearance and family background, Charlotte has nothing to compare with him.

After Jiang Chen waited for Yuan Hua to read it, he asked:

"Well, are you satisfied with these love poems?"

Yuan Hua nodded with a smile, and said with a slightly excited expression:

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

Jiang Chen did not leave, intending to continue doing business with Yuan Hua, and asked:

"You want these love poems to express your love to the girl. But in my opinion, ten love poems may not be enough, after all, relationships need to be maintained for a long time. I still have some poems here, would you like to buy them?"

Yuan Hua hesitated after hearing this. After hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head:

"I'll try it first, let's talk about whether this love poem is useful or not."

Seeing that Yuan Hua didn't immediately agree, Jiang Chen was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it, he just said calmly:

"Okay, then you can try it first. By the way, do you know where there is a hotel near here? I want to stay here for two days."

Yuan Hua: "You follow the road in front of the community to the end, then turn right, there is a hotel over there."

Jiang Chen nodded:

"If you still want to buy love poems, you can find me at this hotel. I should be there for the next two days. By the way, my name is Jiang Chen."

After a pause, he added:

"In addition to love poems, I also have other literary works here, including novels, prose, and songs. The quality is absolutely guaranteed. You can think about it."

After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, bid farewell to Yuan Hua, and walked towards the hotel.

Jiang Chen felt a little pity in his heart, the time he could stay in this world was too short, and he didn't have any channels of contacts. If he wanted to sell songs and novels, he couldn't find any other suitable buyers besides Yuan Hua for a while.

But Jiang Chen is not in a hurry, it is not a loss if he can get a bottle of Moutai this trip.

Next, how much can you earn?

In the 1990s, the ID card checks were not very strict when staying at the hotel, so Jiang Chen easily checked in.