The place to eat was chosen in a private restaurant on Binjiang Road, called Red Wall Manor.

It is named because the entire exterior wall is made of red bricks.

The decoration design of the Red Wall Manor is very high-end, all Chinese decoration, simple, quite a Zen rhyme.

There is a large yard, which can no longer be counted as a yard, with an area of more than 2 acres. A large number of trees and plants are planted, and there is a small waterfall made by hand with a water circulation system.

The restaurant is full of calligraphy, paintings, steles, carvings and other decorations. This place Song Mengcheng has not been to before.

As soon as they entered the box, Feng Zhenyu and Shen Mengran were there, as well as two strangers and two service staff, Song Mengcheng guessed that the older one should be Selena's father, and the other one didn't know who it was.

Selena followed behind Song Mengcheng, and as soon as she entered the box, she ran to the older man and shouted, "Dad." Then he sat down beside him obediently, took out the loot he had purchased today, and showed it to his father.

Feng Zhenyu saw Song Mengcheng and said with a smile: "I thought that Mr. Shen entrusted Selena to someone, it turned out to be Mengcheng's elder brother, come and sit." ”

Song Mengcheng smiled at Shen Mengran and nodded, and found a place to sit down casually.

Feng Zhenyu said: "Brother Mengcheng, let me introduce to you, this article is Selena's father Zhou Kaisheng, the chairman of Hong Kong Hengyuan Group, this should have a common language with you, the boss here Huang Haibin is a poet." ”

Song Mengcheng said to the two of them separately: "Mr. Zhou is good, Mr. Huang is good, my name is Song Mengcheng." ”

Zhou Kaisheng smiled and said, "Thank you for accompanying Selena for a day." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "You don't have to be polite. ”

Zhou Kaisheng nodded and did not continue to speak, but Huang Haibin stood up and stretched out his hand and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you." ”

Song Mengcheng shook his hand and said: "The design of the Red Wall Manor is great, and Mr. Huang's use of aesthetics is really proud, fortunately." ”

Huang Haibin said politely: "Thank you for your compliments, they are all ideas from friends." After speaking, he turned his head to Feng Zhenyu and said, "Everyone is here, I'll ask the waiter to serve the food." ”

Feng Zhenyu said: "Let's serve." ”

Huang Haibin gave the waiter a look, the waiter turned around and went out, and after a while, the dishes came one after another, it was authentic Cantonese cuisine, and the ingredients were seafood-based.

Feng Zhenyu took a glass of wine and said, "Today's main thing is to pick up Mr. Zhou and Selena, and let's welcome the two distinguished guests from afar." ”

Everyone also stood up and had a drink together.

As soon as the wine was drunk, the atmosphere became warm, and everyone toasted each other, but most of them revolved around Zhou Kaisheng, and Zhou Kaisheng's amount of wine was very good, and almost everyone was not afraid.

Song Mengcheng just ate the food silently, listening to a few people toast each other.

After half of the wine, Feng Zhenyu seemed to be very happy to drink, and proposed: "We have a great poet sitting here today, why don't you let him give us a song on the spot, how about it?"

Everyone also responded enthusiastically and applauded.

Huang Haibin said, "I write contemporary poetry, which is not suitable for recitation on such occasions. ”

Feng Zhenyu said: "It's just to cheer everyone up, you see everyone is looking forward to it." ”

Huang Haibin looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Song Mengcheng said: "Mr. Feng, don't embarrass Mr. Huang. Poetry is a very personal thing, and writing poetry is not as elegant as you think.

It's the same thing that you like to drink, Mr. Shen likes to drive, and Mr. Huang likes to write poems, you can't just let Mr. Shen drive a section on the spot just because Mr. Shen likes to drive. ”

Huang Haibin smiled gratefully at Song Mengcheng and said, "What Brother Song said is that this is the truth, let's still drink, and I will give Mr. Feng a drink." ”

Selena also stood up at the right time and said, "Brother Xiaocheng, thank you for taking me to play for a day today, and for taking me to eat delicious food, I toast you." ”

Song Mengcheng said, "Do you still drink?"

Selena drank the two coins of liquor in the cup in one gulp and said, "I inherited my father's excellent genes, and the amount of wine is good." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "It's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows, okay, I drank it too." ”

Selena said: "Brother Xiaocheng, don't forget, take me to Sanya tomorrow to play." ”

Before Song Mengcheng could speak, Zhou Kaisheng asked with concern: "Are you going to Sanya tomorrow?"

Selena smiled and said, "Yes, Dad, I have already made an appointment with Brother Xiaocheng, you can be busy with you, don't worry about me." ”

Zhou Kaisheng said: "Then what's the matter, let's wait for Dad to finish his work and take you there." ”

Selena said: "What's the point of going with you, it's to go to the scenic spot, and then to stay in a hotel, or let my brother accompany me." ”

Zhou Kaisheng said: "I am thinking about your safety. ”

Shen Mengran said: "Mr. Zhou, you let Selena go." The small town is very reliable, and the cooperation with our company is very close, and I am not a very reliable person, and I don't dare to entrust Selena to it casually, so you can rest assured. ”

"Oh, didn't Mr. Shen say that you are in college, you have already started a company?" Zhou Kaisheng looked at Song Mengcheng and asked.

Song Mengcheng said: "My main business is still based on learning, and opening a company is just a clever hand. ”

Shen Mengran said: "Mr. Zhou, don't listen to Xiaocheng's modesty, our company's "New Real Estate" magazine, the overall VI design, Longfor Basic Law, and the planning of activities are all done by Xiaocheng, and Xiaocheng's creativity is very good." ”

""New Real Estate Magazine and Longfor Basic Law were all made by you?" Zhou Kaisheng asked with interest.

Song Mengcheng said: "Yes. ”

Zhou Kaisheng said: "I went to Longfor Real Estate today to investigate, and I think that the "New Real Estate" magazine and the "Longfor Basic Law" are quite professional. ”

Song Mengcheng said modestly: "Mr. Zhou praised it falsely, and it was all based on the experience of his predecessors, and I just made some improvements." ”

Zhou Kaisheng smiled and raised his wine glass and said, "In the next few days, the little girl will be handed over to you, and you will definitely help take care of her." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "Mr. Zhou, please rest assured, I will definitely protect her safety." ”

Selena also said happily: "Great, I will be able to go to the ends of the earth tomorrow." ”

After eating, Song Mengcheng said goodbye to everyone and prepared to leave.

Huang Haibin sent Song Mengcheng out of the box and asked, "Brother Xiaocheng also knows poetry?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I usually write some poems, or do some poetry works. ”

Huang Haibin asked suspiciously, "Oh, poetry works, what kind of poetry works?"

Song Mengcheng said with a smile: "It is to make poetry into some products, such as poems on shelves, carved poems, poems on stones, poems on leaves, poems on porcelain, and so on." ”

Huang Haibin said: "Your idea is very interesting, the concept is very novel. ”

Song Mengcheng said: "The era of poetry as a text is about to become a thing of the past, and the existence of poetry will inevitably be integrated into people's lives, everyone is a poet, and his poems are not necessarily the poems of the text, but a way of life, a poetic daily life." ”

Huang Haibin said: "That makes sense, Brother Xiaocheng, you wait a minute, I'll go get a copy of my poetry book for you, hoping to get your Yazheng." ”

Huang Haibin turned around and went back to the office, and after half a minute or so, he took a book and a pen and asked, "How do you write the names of the Xiaocheng brothers?"

Song Mengcheng said: "The Song of the Song Dynasty, the Meng of enlightenment, and the city of the city." ”

On the title page of the book, Huang Haibin wrote: "Brother Song Mengcheng invites Yazheng, Huang Haibin. Then he handed the book to Song Mengcheng.

Song Mengcheng took the poetry collection, glanced at the cover, the name was "Red Wall No. 19", roughly turned two pages and said: "The name is good, quite a good style, thank you Brother Haibin for the book, I must read it carefully." ”

Huang Haibin said: "Brother Xiaocheng can see Yu Jian's shadow just by reading the title of the book twice?"

Song Mengcheng observed Huang Haibin's mood and said: "Poetry doesn't need to be looked at, you can see the style at a glance, but although Yu Jian is one of the most powerful poets of our time, his posture is too strong and less free." ”

Huang Haibin said: "What does posture mean?"

Song Mengcheng said: "I understand good poetry as it is the most simple existence, to put it bluntly, it is not to pretend to be a grandfather or a grandson." ”

Huang Haibin said: "Brother Xiaocheng really hit the nail on the head, can you read a poem of mine and give some evaluation?"

Song Mengcheng casually flipped the page, read a poem and said, "Brother Haibin, please forgive me for speaking bluntly." ”

Huang Haibin said: "Brother Xiaocheng, you can say it casually, in Hainan, the atmosphere of talking about poetry is too weak, and I myself am also moving forward in exploration, so I can listen to it and criticize it." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "For example, in your poem, paying too much attention to the intention created by a word or a sentence looks very surging and makes people's blood boil, but this is just a carnival of language, and there is nothing in the poem."

To put it bluntly, it is a kind of emotional guidance, and with the emergence of deconstructivism in the West, any emotion is questionable, so these adjectives you use happen to obscure the true beauty of your poetry. Also, you misunderstand the true meaning of poetry. ”

Huang Haibin said: "Please explain to Brother Xiaocheng what is truly poetic." ”

Song Mengcheng said: "The real poetry is not a word or a sentence, but the feeling that the whole poem brings to people."

If you read a poem that is bland and bland, but thinks about it, is a little interesting, and then causes you to think, then congratulations on seeing a really good poem, provided that there are no problems with the technique. ”

Huang Haibin asked, "What does it technically mean?"

Song Mengcheng: "For example, the hazy poems written by Beidao and Shu Ting, at the end of writing, you can summarize them all with one ah, of course, it is not that they are poor, as a historical process, we must admit their status and existence, but the times are changing, and the current poetry is more concerned with daily life and lifestyle." ”

Huang Haibin said excitedly: "Brother Xiaocheng, he is really a person who understands poetry, and Haibin has been taught." Can you show me the poetry you've made another day?"

Song Mengcheng said: "Of course this is okay, this is my business card, if you are free, you can go to my studio for a cup of tea and chat." ”

Huang Haibin said: "I must go over to bother. ”