After participating in the literary and artistic meeting, Qin Wen stayed at Beijing University for a day and returned directly to Jiang University.

As soon as he arrived at Jiangda, Qin Wen continued to be busy writing "Three Kingdoms".

Until one day, Qin Wen received a letter.

To be honest, since the publication of "The Universe", people have been writing to him.

Some were written by fellow writers for discussion and exchange.

Others were written by readers, asking him for advice or expressing their admiration.

And every time he receives a letter, Qin Wen basically reads it on Sunday.

If there is anything more important, Qin Wen will also write a reply.

Of course, there are still very few people who send letters.

Because of the Internet, you can communicate through Vbo or other ways, so you don't have to write or send letters.

When Qin Wen opened the letter, he realized that it was written by a young man named Zhou Long.

In the letter, he expressed his love for the poem "Believe in the Future", and also posted a poem he wrote on the back of the letter.

The name is "Nine Suns".

After reading the entire poem, Qin Wen nodded.

It's not too mature, but it has the enthusiasm and excitement that is common among young people.

You can see the fire in his heart between the lines.

"Some talents ......".

Qin Wen thought about it for a while, and started writing to write a reply.

He had learned about the young man's situation and was pleased that he was able to draw strength from poetry.

So what he has to do now is to give Zhou Long more support and encouragement.

“...... It is my honor for you young people to like the poem "Believe in the Future", ......

."

"I have a general understanding of your situation, but I will not comfort you. Because all suffering can only be reconciled when you come out of your own heart. "

"Suffice it to say that you are very talented in the field of poetry. You are very similar to a friend of mine, you both like the hot sun. "

"My friend was an absolute genius, but also a lonely genius. He is a lonely poet who is sick, but also a poet of the soul who is immersed in his own world. "

"I hope you don't suffer like him, but write poems with abundant enthusiasm to sing the praises of life. "

"I look forward to hearing people talk about you and praise your ...... in the field of poetry

in the future."

After writing, Qin Wen sat in his seat and pondered for a while, then walked to the window.

The sun is shining and the spring breeze is just right.

A ray of sunlight hit the sleeve of his shirt.

He stretched out his hand, feeling the warmth of the sun, and his mood became comfortable.

With a smile on his face, he whispered a tune before slowly walking over to a piano.

This is what the original body once bought.

And Qin Wen himself had practiced the piano in the original world.

History, fiction, music.

It's his all-time favorite thing.

I haven't played the piano in a long time.

Lifting the covered curtain, Qin Wen pressed his fingers on the piano keys, quietly feeling the beautiful sound of the piano.

After a while, he sat down in front of the piano and wanted to play something.

Suddenly, his hand froze.

Because he suddenly didn't know whether to play the tunes of this world or the last world.

After thinking for a moment, he began to press the keys.

A beautiful melody came out.

He played "Liang Zhu".

The song that best represents oriental love.

It is also one of the most romantic tunes in the world.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

Qin Wen was completely immersed in this song.

He felt his spiritual anchor.

Familiar music, familiar stories from the wind, and even the sound of his own familiar piano.

It's like in his previous life, he practiced the piano alone at home.

A few minutes later, the song was played.

Qin Wen sat in a very happy mood.

He stood up and walked around the room.

I saw the shelf in the corner of the wall for filming, and nodded.

He set up his camera gear and adjusted the angle to make sure only his hand could be captured.

Then he sat down and played the song "Liang Zhu" again.

After working hard for a while, I processed the video, and then recreated a new account, named Honglu.

I made a music column and posted the tunes on it.

After posting, Qin Wen sat on the chair and was stunned for a while, and then suddenly wanted to laugh.

Then he burst out laughing, and laughed heartily.

Because he suddenly thought about what kind of expression people would have when he became a world-famous historian, writer, and poet one day, and then people found out that he was still a musician and composer

He laughed and coughed, with a kind of naughty joy.

"All-rounder da Vinci, it seems that I have a chance to surpass you in this world......

".

......

"Brother, there is your letter!".

Zhou Qiming ran to Zhou Long's room with an envelope.

"Whose is it?" asked Zhou Long, sitting up from the bed.

"No name was written on the envelope. Zhou Qiming handed the letter over and guessed, "Do you think it will be a reply written by Mr. Qin Wen?"

Zhou Long's heart thumped when he heard this, and he said, "It shouldn't be ......

."

He didn't think to reply to the letter when he sent it, he just wanted to find someone to talk to.

And he knew that a celebrity like Qin Wen must be very busy, and it was already very good to be able to see his letter, let alone reply to him.

So he never had any expectations.

"I think it should be, otherwise who would write a letter, why don't you use a mobile phone if you communicate these days?" Zhou Qiming said hurriedly, "Brother, take it apart and take a look." "

"Good. "

Zhou Long quickly opened the letter, and then took out a piece of letterhead.

He didn't look at the contents of the letter, but looked directly at the inscription at the end of the letterhead:

Qin Wen.

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