I saw a big man wearing the golden armor of Demacia and holding the halberd of Atama walking towards Yasuo.

Demacia!

With a loud roar from the prince, a circle of walls appeared around Yasuo.

Su Ye looked at the two of them calmly, and silently left the keyboard with both hands.

Yasuo, who did not flash, was directly taken away by a set of combos.

A smug smile appeared on the player's face.

Young!

After this wave, the prince seemed to have discovered the benefits of squatting, and for the next ten minutes, he lived directly in the middle lane.

Su Ye simply became happy directly, but fortunately, the big daddy carried the whole audience on the road, and finally took Su Ye to bulldoze the crystal on the opposite side.

After playing the rankings, Su Ye went to rest early.

Tomorrow night's poetry meeting will begin, rest early, and get up early tomorrow morning to review well.

An Zhao also rested early, since he found Xiao Zhang as an agent, An Zhao finally understood what it meant to be self-inflicted.

An Zhao silently looked at the schedule of work and rest that Xiao Zhang had made for him, and his mood was not good after playing Su Ye.

……

Early the next morning, Meng Chang arrived at the poetry meeting early in the morning.

Also arriving so early was Professor Liu from Fudan.

The two looked at each other across the street, and then snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

The relationship between the two is not very good, and both of them scoff at each other's academic ideas.

Behind Meng Changqing, Meng Ziqing rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes, and her face was full of sleepiness.

"Dad, why are you here so early?" Meng Ziqing protested dissatisfied.

I had to get up early after a holiday, and Meng Ziqing said it was very uncomfortable.

Meng Changqing looked at his daughter and couldn't help sighing, "You, you, how good it would be to get up early and exercise!"

Meng Ziqing stuck out his tongue and muttered quietly behind him, not knowing what he was talking about.

When Meng Changqing and Meng Ziqing came to the poetry meeting, a group of people had already gathered at the poetry meeting.

Meng Changqing beckoned to one of the older scholars with eyes, greeted him, and said, "Chairman Wang!"

Several people turned their heads when they heard the voice, and saw Meng Changqing all smiling, Chairman Wang Yi smiled and said, "Xiao Meng is here, this poetry meeting is very well arranged!"

Meng Changqing also smiled, and he was still very happy to be praised by the chairman.

And the young people behind a few old pedants, when they saw Meng Ziqing, their eyes lit up suddenly.

Young people still talk to young people, if the appearance is still high, then it will be even more chatty!

"Ziqing is also here, the more I haven't seen it for a few years, the more beautiful it gets!" Wang Yi showed a kind smile on his face.

Meng Ziqing smiled embarrassedly, "Where, Grandpa Wang is in good health, right?"

"Hahaha, a handful of old bones is okay. Wang Yi smiled and said.

"Chairman!" Professor Liu also walked over from the side, a smile appeared on his slightly fat face.

Wang Yi heard the voice, turned his head, and smiled, "Xiao Liu, come early." ”

"Where, it's still the chairman, you came early. Professor Liu also smiled.

Meng Changqing's face changed when Professor Liu came over, and he obviously didn't want to see Professor Liu.

Professor Liu was also followed by a young man, who looked very ordinary, but he was very tall, maybe 1.95 meters.

After a group of old scholars exchanged pleasantries, they entered the poetry meeting together.

The layout outside is quite in line with Wang Yi's mind, and when he comes in, his eyes are brighter.

The tables, chairs and door curtains all have an ancient charm, and their carvings can be seen as artificially made.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table are also of the highest quality, and Wang Yi has written a brush for decades, which can be seen at a glance.

"Xiao Meng bothered this time!" Wang Yi smiled and looked at Meng Changqing with appreciation.

Meng Changqing smiled, and he was not modest.

These things are all sponsored by Meng Changqing, and the sponsor is naturally Su's father.

As a condition of sponsorship, the poetry club will be broadcast exclusively on the live broadcast platform under the name of the Su family.

Meng Changqing naturally understood that no one would read this kind of poetry, and it was all given by Su's father.

When he was in Jiangnan, Meng Changqing took care of Su Ye a lot, and at this time, Su's father would naturally come out to help.

Not to mention that the relationship between the two families is so good.

Meng Changqing walked around with the group, and everyone nodded with satisfaction.

Even Professor Liu, who did not deal with Meng Changqing, was quite satisfied.

A group of old pedants sat aside and chatted about the recent poetry magazines.

A group of young people set up a new table and chatted about young people.

Meng Ziqing was originally listening to it from the sidelines, but several young men all had thoughts about Meng Ziqing. As soon as the topic changed, most of the words were praised and praised by Meng Ziqing, which made Meng Ziqing a little disgusted.

When he was in school, Meng Ziqing was always followed by a group of suitors, and he heard a lot of such words. Listening to them boasting about themselves on the sidelines, Meng Ziqing couldn't help but feel that these talents were a little unworthy of their name.

In Mencius Qing's heart, a talented man must have his own arrogance, and the worst is like Su Ye.

And a few guys didn't know that Meng Ziqing's impression of himself was so bad, and they kept touting.

Several guys glanced at each other, they all knew each other's thoughts, and for a while they began to compare the truth, and they were actually comparing who was more cultured.

Meng Ziqing felt bored, so he walked away by himself, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Su Ye, and then looked forward to Su Ye's reply.

……

At this moment, Su Ye is reading "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

"Ding Dong!"

Su Ye's mobile phone made a sound.

"Are you up?"

Su Ye took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a message from Jiang Yingxia, and a smile appeared on his face.

Su Ye put down the book and asked the little black tube to stop projection, and his slender and slender fingers tapped on the mobile phone screen.

"Well, what are you doing?"

After Su Ye finished sending the message, a smile appeared on his face, waiting expectantly for Jiang Yingxia's reply.

"Ding Dong!"

"Brother Su Ye, are you up?"

Su Ye saw that it was a message from Meng Ziqing.

Su Ye was a little helpless, every time he saw Meng Ziqing's news, Su Ye had a headache.

"Hmm. Su Ye replied casually.

Su Ye was extremely perfunctory to Meng Ziqing, Su Ye thought that only in this way could Meng Ziqing die, right?

"I'll talk about it when I see you, I'm chatting with Yingxia. Su Ye thought about it, and still sent this text.

Su Ye could imagine how sad Meng Ziqing would be when he saw this, but Su Ye didn't want Meng Ziqing to wait meaninglessly, so he could only be ruthless.

Meng Ziqing didn't reply, and Su Ye sighed slightly.

If he could, Su Ye didn't want to hurt Meng Ziqing.

Su Ye has always treated her as her sister.

"Ding Dong!"

Jiang Yingxia's news came again, Su Ye replied, and then began to read again.

When it was almost noon, An Zhao also got up.

Although Xiao Zhang formulated a schedule for An Zhao, it obviously didn't work.

Subsequently, the two ordered takeout and made do casually at noon.

Not being able to cook is indeed a troublesome thing, and I can only eat takeout every time.

However, An Zhao said that he was quite happy to eat takeout!

In this half a month, An Zhao slowly began to develop towards an otaku.

After eating, the two went out together.

This time, An Zhao also plans to go to see the poetry meeting, although he will not participate, but An Zhao can go and cheer for Su Ye.

An Zhao posted a selfie full of vitality on Weibo, and by the way, he made a promotion for tonight's poetry meeting.

At the beginning, Jiang Yingxia promised An Zhao to participate in the poetry meeting together, so Jiang Yingxia had been rushing the manuscript until midnight until midnight.

Jiang Yingxia and the three of them met directly at the poetry meeting in the afternoon, and An Zhao and Su Ye walked around together.

An Zhao was very happy, while Su Ye was very uncomfortable.

An Zhao couldn't control herself as soon as she walked to the mall and clothing store, if Su Ye hadn't pulled An Zhao at the end, it was estimated that An Zhao would have been able to fill her car.

The poetry meeting was about to start, Meng Changqing sent a message to Su Ye, and Su Ye and An Zhao rushed over.

By the time Su Ye and An Zhao arrived at the poetry meeting, the sky was a little dark. A long street is full of flashing red lanterns, and there are many people coming and going, all guessing lantern riddles, and laughter and laughter are constantly coming.

Su Ye glanced around, looking for Jiang Yingxia.

Then, a figure dressed in white Hanfu and wearing a jade hairpin on his head caught Su Ye's eyes.

Jiang Yingxia tied up her hair today, just like a man in ancient times, and there was a red ribbon tied to her hair.

Although she is dressed as a man, Jiang Yingxia's charm has not diminished at all, and she has an alternative charm.

Su Ye looked at Jiang Yingxia and was stunned for a while.

Jiang Yingxia also smiled when she saw Su Ye, and ran over with small steps carrying the hem of her clothes.

Jiang Yingxia came to Su Ye and noticed Su Ye's blazing gaze, her face was slightly red, and her head hung down slightly.

"Wow!" An Zhao walked over from the side, looking at Jiang Yingxia's Hanfu with a light in his eyes, "Xiao Xiaxia, where did you buy this Hanfu, it looks good!"

Jiang Yingxia looked at An Zhao and smiled, and said, "If you like it, I'll send you a link later." ”

When An Zhao heard this, he nodded hurriedly.

"Mmmmmmmmmm

As he spoke, he hugged him.

Jiang Yingxia smiled and hugged An Zhao.

Su Ye also came back to his senses, smiled, and said, "You are so beautiful today." ”

Jiang Yingxia's face turned even redder, and she whispered, "Thank you." ”

An Zhao looked at the two of them as if they were concubines, pouted, and ran out to guess the lantern riddle.

Still here as a light bulb!

Su Ye smiled and walked side by side with Jiang Yingxia on the road.

The sky was getting dark, and Su Ye moved a little carefully to hold Jiang Yingxia's little hand.

Su Ye couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

Jiang Yingxia's face became more and more ruddy, and her heartbeat accelerated, like a deer crashing into her heart. Every time I hold hands with Su Ye, my heart beats very fast, and I don't know why I feel a little shy.

The two of them strolled down the long street, smiles on their faces.

Under the dim night sky, red lanterns hung on the street, and the reddish light was softly scattered, just like the red glow on the face of a beautiful woman.

The two walked casually on the street, Jiang Yingxia guessed the lantern riddles as she walked, and from time to time she was amused by these lantern riddles, and there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

After shopping for a while, Su Ye and Jiang Yingxia found An Zhao, and the three of them took the invitation and entered the infield.

There was already a group of people waiting in the infield, and a few cameramen adjusting the position of the cameras.

The layout of the infield is like that of an old private school, but it is more ornate than that.

A host in the field was debugging the microphone on the field, Su Ye recognized him, and he saw him in Changsu last time.

The host saw that Su Ye also showed a hint of a smile and nodded politely.

Su Ye also nodded politely towards him.

When Meng Changqing saw Su Ye coming, he couldn't help but smile and walked slowly.

And Meng Ziqing, who was behind Meng Changqing, looked at Jiang Yingxia, but his face fell, and he found a place to be sad.