"Mr. Lin, did you come to Xiangjiang to make a movie?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin, the son of the richest man in Hong Kong invited you to go out of the mountain, and he also specially acquired Xinghui Film Company!"

"Mr. Lin, what movie are you going to make?"

"Mr. Lin, could you please sign my name?

"I want it too, I want it too!"

......

A group of people surrounded Lin Ruofeng, and then asked.

"Okay, okay, ask one by one!"

Lin Ruofeng smiled bitterly and coped, sometimes the fans are too enthusiastic, which is really a little overwhelming.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, are you really here to make a movie?" one of the men shouted.

Lin Ruofeng nodded slightly and said, "Well, I came to Xiangjiang this time, and I did come to make a movie." ”

"Is it with Wang Hui?" asked another person.

"Well, yes, this time I cooperated with Mr. Wang. Lin Ruofeng nodded again.

"Teacher Lin, can you tell me what kind of movie you will make?" asked one of the others.

Lin Ruofeng smiled and said, "I haven't decided on the book yet!"

"Is that going to wait until next year?"

"Probably not, people should know my speed. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed, indeed, Lin Ruofeng is notoriously fast in doing things. Make a show fast, make a movie fast, let alone a year, give him a month, and he may make a movie for you.

When Lin Ruofeng was surrounded, it naturally attracted more people.

Seeing that it was Lin Ruofeng, they all surrounded him. Suddenly, the entire interior of the Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion was crowded into a ball, and even some of the guests upstairs were alarmed.

Although it has been four or five years, Lin Ruofeng was once too brilliant, especially his fans, at that time, most of them were young people, and now after growing up, they have become characters from all walks of life, so his appearance is like a fire lighting dry wood, and the originally lively Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion has become more lively.

And the director of the Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion was also alarmed, and invited Lin Ruofeng to go upstairs to watch, and Lin Ruofeng was able to get out.

After eating with Xu Jinqiang and others, the director of Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion came over with a smile.

"Teacher Lin, the second time you come to the Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion, why don't you leave Mobao again?" When he said this, the people around him immediately gathered around.

After all, Lin Ruofeng is now making a comeback, and his popularity is gradually recovering, but after the entertainment industry, Lin Ruofeng has never written articles, written poems, or paired pairs, I don't know if it will work now.

In the Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion, especially those who can go up to the third and fourth floors, which are either rich or expensive, and many literati like to be in the Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion.

At this time, after hearing what the master said, all these people were very curious about whether Lin Ruofeng was still the same as he was back then.

Seeing this, Xu Jinqiang frowned and said, "Director Lin is tired all day, isn't it the next time?"

Hearing what Xu Jinqiang said, the principal was stunned, he was not a stupid person, and he knew that this was specifically to find a reason for Lin Ruofeng to excuse himself.

When the others heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous. Maintaining Lin Ruofeng like this seems to be not as good as it was back then, right?

"That ......"

The principal was about to follow the words to Lin Ruofeng down the steps, but at this time, Lin Ruofeng smiled and said, "That's fine, pen and ink!"

"Huh?"

The principal was stunned and couldn't help but look at Xu Jinqiang.

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng smiled and said, "What?

When the principal heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly looked back and shouted to the waiter: "Pen and ink wait!"

The next moment, four or five waiters came out and carried all the tables in front of Lin Ruofeng away, and two strong men moved onto the desks.

Seeing such a scene, the people around were also surprised, and hurriedly got closer, wanting to see what Lin Ruofeng wrote.

I saw Lin Ruofeng lift the brush, dip it in ink, and then the tip of the pen fell on the white rice paper, and wrote: "Erdeng Xiangjiang Teahouse!"

"Is it poetry?"

Someone saw it at first glance.

"What a word!"

People who know the goods, seeing Lin Ruofeng's font, are like a dragon, and their eyes can't help but light up and blurt out.

This word alone is already a school of its own, and there is no shortage of people who love calligraphy around, and it is enough to be called a master by seeing Lin Ruofeng's handwriting at a glance.

"Sure enough, Lin Ruofeng is still the same Lin Ruofeng!"

"I don't know how well his poems are written!"

"The poem "West Wind Returns" on Weibo before is very well written!"

"That's right, that sentence is really like iron, and now it's too strong!"

"Yes, it shows Lin Ruofeng's determination to make a comeback!"

Just when everyone was talking, Lin Ruofeng had already dipped in ink again, picked up the pen and continued to write:

"The day is at the end of the mountain, and the Xiangjiang River flows into the sea. ”

Looking at the poems written by Lin Ruofeng, someone's eyes immediately lit up and shouted, "Good sentence!"

"Just this sentence of writing the scenery shows that the beautiful scenery of Xiangjiang Teahouse is magnificent and vast!"

However, immediately afterwards, Lin Ruofeng turned his pen and continued to write: "If you want to be poor, go to the next level!"

When the last two sentences were written, there was silence in the entire Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion, and everyone stared at this poem and fell silent in it.

"Okay!

At some point, an old man shouted cheers.

Everyone looked at it and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's Mao Zhirui, chairman of the Xiangjiang Writers Association!"

"That's a great writer!" someone shouted.

"The first two sentences of this poem write about the natural scenery, but the pen has shrunk thousands of miles and is close at hand, but there is a trend of thousands of miles at hand, and the last two sentences are freehand, written unexpectedly, and the philosophy and scenery and the situation are dissolved seamlessly, which is to make a name for the Xiangjiang Teahouse!" commented Mao Zhirui, chairman of the Xiangjiang Writers Association. "In just two crosses, the front cross has been exhausted, and the back cross has the potential of a thousand miles, which is really a five-word quatrain that wins all the ancients!"

"Well written, the author stated, if you want to visit the scenery for thousands of miles, then please climb another high-rise building, doesn't it indicate that Lin Ruofeng's comeback wants to go further, and he must continue to step forward and climb the next floor?"

"Maybe this is the reason why Lin Ruofeng chose movies, after all, movies are the mainstream of the entertainment industry, and only movies can reach the top!"

"Wanting to be poor and go to the next level is far-reaching, philosophical, and truly shocking!" said one philosophy professor.

"That's right, it's enough to motivate us to be high!"

"It is worthy of Lin Ruofeng, only people with great ambitions and lofty ambitions can write such majestic and far-reaching poems!"

"Lin Ruofeng's talent is the best in the past and the present!"

Many people sighed, and these people are all famous people in Xiangjiang and even in the whole of China. Others, who are also knowledgeable people, this song "Erden Xiangjiang Teahouse" has become a hot topic for a while.

Someone posted the poem on Weibo and the Internet.

After reading this poem, Chen Boyuan, an academician of the Department of Literature of Xiangjiang University, posted on Weibo: "As soon as this poem comes out, the Xiangjiang Tea Pavilion should be the first floor in the world!"

PS: Falling out of love, obviously very uncomfortable, but very calmly coded this chapter, the author has grown up? Alas~!