Hung up the phone.

About a minute later, Qu Mingfeng sent a detailed address on WeChat.

And attached a message: "Bring Qiqi over with you and have a meal at my house in the evening." ”

I have to say that Qu Lao thought very thoughtfully.

The next moment, Wang Huan looked at the address sent by Qu Lao, and his eyes widened, isn't this in the Qingbei University?

But it's relieved to think about it, Qu Lao is a professor of the Department of Literature of Qingbei University, a master of Chinese literature, and generally lives on the Qingbei campus.

"Qiqi, then we don't have to go back to the magic capital first, let's go visit Qu Lao together in the afternoon. ”

Wang Huan said.

Qiqi sighed: "Senior, can I go too?"

For Qu Mingfeng, as a scholar, Qiqi has long heard of a big name, in her mind, Qu Lao is an existence that she can only look up to, and now she rashly heard that Wang Huan asked her to visit Qu Lao with him, Qiqi felt a little nervous in her heart.

Wang Huan said: "What can't you go? Qu Lao is not an outsider, he called you to go over for dinner together." ”

After speaking, Wang Huan showed Qu Lao's information to Qiqi.

I don't know why, Qiqi's face turned a little red: "That...... Senior, do we need to buy some gifts now, otherwise it's not good to come to the door empty-handed?"

Gift?

Wang Huan remembered the old man Qu's big red robe with no silver three hundred taels here, and snapped his fingers: "Let's go, go to the supermarket." ”

So, an hour later.

Wang Huan took the 69.9 yuan big red robe bought from the supermarket, put it in the supermarket bag for 2 cents, and walked out of the supermarket with a proud order.

Qiqi's eyelids jumped: "Senior, this gift ...... Isn't that a little out of place?"

Wang Huan felt very satisfied: "It's good." ”

All right......

It's good if you're happy.

Qiqi thought about it, and then went to buy a few catties of fruit.

Half past two in the afternoon.

Lu Mingjun took Wang Huan and Qiqi to the address sent by Qu Lao. After Wang Huan got out of the car, Lu Mingjun sat in the car and waited.

Wang Huan carried the supermarket red robe, Qiqi carried the fruit, and walked towards a house of some age.

Just a few steps, Qu Mingfeng, who received the news, opened the door and greeted him.

"Qu Lao. Wang Huan said with a smile.

"Qu Lao, hello, I'm Qiao Qiqi, I came to visit you rashly, I hope you are not surprised. "Even the smug Qiqi is a little restrained at this moment.

Qu Lao saw the supermarket bag that Wang Huan was carrying, as well as the canned red robe inside, and vaguely saw that it seemed that the price tag of the supermarket had not been torn off. Rao is based on his experience, and he doesn't know what to say at this moment.

Forget it, just don't see it.

Qu Lao didn't even look at Wang Huan, and greeted Qiqi with a smile on his face: "Oh, Qiqi, come here, look at what fruits you still buy." Come in, my lady has been talking about you for a long time. ”

While speaking, Qu Lao welcomed Qiqi into the door.

Hang Wang Huan aside.

Wang Huan was stunned: "Qu Lao...... What about me?"

Qu Lao's voice sank: "Don't you have long legs?

Forehead......

Wang Huan was depressed, is he a guest? And he specially bought a gift, can you be a little polite to him?

After entering the door.

Wang Huan found that Qu Lao's home was not the same as he imagined. The house is not too big, it has been renovated for some years, and it is the classic Chinese decoration style. The living room is neatly tidied up and looks very comfortable.

Two people sat on a wooden sofa in the living room.

One person is a kind-looking old lady, Wang Huan recognized it at a glance, this old lady is Qu Lao's wife Lu Ping, who is also a professor at Qingbei University.

As for the other person, it is Wan Xiwen, the master of the Chinese Poetry Society.

At this time, Lu Ping was holding Qiqi's hand and talking.

Seeing Wang Huan come in, the old lady smiled gently: "Wang Huan, right? Hurry up, come and sit." ”

Then she smiled and said to Qiqi: "Girl, come, go to the inner room with me, an old woman, to chat, and give them three men in the outside space, okay?"

Qiqi was originally very restrained, but after Lu Ping's gentle words, her tense nerves relaxed at once. Feeling that the old lady in front of her was so kind, her good feeling suddenly increased, she nodded and smiled sweetly: "Okay." ”

......

......

When Lu Ping and Qiqi entered the inner room.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became a little strange.

None of the three spoke.

The eyes of Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen were suddenly fixed on Wang Huan, and Wang Huan was embarrassed.

What's wrong with these two old men?

How do you see that his eyes are a little green?

Jade Hope, full of hunger and thirst.

Yes...... It's Yuwang...... made Wang Huan shudder.

Wang Huan picked up the tea brewed in front of his coffee table, took a sip, and said with a sneer: "Qu Lao, Wan Lao, that ...... Hey, that...... You two called me over today, did you have something to do with me?"

Qu Lao exclaimed angrily: "Do I have to have something to call you over?"

This stinky boy really doesn't know what to do.

His own students, I don't know how many people want to come to his house to eat, but he refuses to let people come.

As for the people of the three religions and nine streams outside, there are countless people who want to pay heavy gifts through various relationships, just want to visit, but they are all rejected by Qu Lao.

Wang Huan is a good guy, he doesn't feel honored to come to his house, and he looks suspicious. Seeing that this girl's buttocks were only slightly stained with the sofa, and she wanted to run away at any time, Qu Lao was angry in his heart.

Are we so untrustworthy?

All right...... Although we tricked you this time, ahem...... It's for wool.

Thinking of this, Qu Lao's heart felt a little better, and he showed a smile: "Wang Huan, don't think too much, today we just want you to come over for a meal, Lala is homely." There's one more thing I'd like to ask for your opinion on. ”

"Huh?"

Wang Huan was stunned, what is the matter, do you still need Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen to ask for his opinion?

Qu Lao smiled and said, "Do you know Mr. Su Yaosu, a famous educator and scholar today?"

Wang Huan nodded: "I know." ”

Qu Lao said: "Lao Su knows that I have an unusual relationship with you, so he asked me to ask you a word." He intends to introduce one or two of several poems such as "Pipa Xing", "Water Tune Song Head", and "Rain Alley" into the new Renjiao version of the textbook, I don't know if you agree? If you think it's okay, then he will ask someone to contact you to discuss issues such as remuneration and copyright. ”

When Wang Huan heard this, his heart jumped up.

He had long heard media reports that it was rumored that several of his poems would be included in middle school textbooks, but when this day really came, he still felt a little flattered.

I didn't expect that one day I would become the author of Chinese textbooks and be memorized by thousands of students in China.

What an honor!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly nodded: "Yes, of course I have to agree." ”

Hearing Wang Huan's promise, Qu Mingfeng was not surprised, no one would refuse this matter, it is estimated that he will not refuse, this is a big thing that really glorifies the ancestors.

Qu Mingfeng said: "Okay, I'll talk to Lao Su about this when I go back." ”

Wang Huan said: "Then it's troublesome for you." ”

Qu Mingfeng smiled slightly: "Little thing, by the way, Wang Huan, I remember that you once said a poem last night in the backstage of "I Am a Singer", what is it called 'Looking back and smiling at a hundred Meisheng, the six palaces have no color', why didn't you read out the whole poem of this poem at that time?"

Wang Huan subconsciously said: "The whole poem is too long, how can it be read out of it all?"

Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen glanced at each other, and they both saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

This girl is really in stock!

And listening to this meaning, is it another Yuefu poem?

So what are you waiting for?

A must!

Wan Xiwen didn't know where to find the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been prepared a long time ago, and then personally arranged the rice paper: "Haha, you stinky boy, you don't tell us if you have good poems, you still hide them." Quick, now I'll have the pen and paper ready for you. And there is plenty of time, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't you write this poem now and let us open our eyes?"

the groove.

Wang Huan's eyes widened, he couldn't guard against it, he fell for the old fox's plan.