Chapter Seventy-Five: The Poetry Society

The boring study life in Yan Yuan finally made a ripple, of course, this is compared to Li Yadong.

There is an independent poetry club in the literary club, Guo Qi probably takes the trouble to dance with Sun Weiguo and Xu Zezheng every day, and takes the initiative to sign up, planning to have some fun by himself.

He already has some poetry skills, so it is natural to join the club, and after entering this small group, he brought back a piece of news......

"Brother Dong, it's true, Su Wei is our vice president!"

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Li Yadong naturally wouldn't miss it, and immediately didn't say a word, "Go, go and sign up." ”

But the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and he probably didn't realize that he would be a fart poet.

The poetry society applied for two activity rooms in the sixth courtyard of Jingyuan, the scale is acceptable, and it is not a problem to hold a small poetry meeting, the only drawback is that it is too shabby, the interior can be described as a family with four walls, and even the most basic tables, chairs and benches can not be guaranteed, the school can approve the activity site is good, and then what is extravagant, it is obviously unrealistic, so that the flow of people is slightly concentrated, everyone has to sit on the ground, which is really detrimental to the poet's elegant image.

When Guo Qi brought Li Yadong here, maybe because of the place where the company was founded, the backbone members were basically there, and Su Wei, who was the vice president, was naturally no exception, and the two seemed to have some kind of telepathy, and they met at a glance.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm in the club. Li Yadong smiled, didn't he ask knowingly.

"I'm sorry, no. ”

"Eh, you're ......"

Li Yadong just wanted to argue a few sentences, when several backbone members of the club heard the movement and surrounded him, led by a resolute-looking boy with a Chinese character face and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, Vice President Su?"

"President Xiao......" Su Wei wanted to explain, but she couldn't say anything. How can you explain it? Tell everyone that this person is always haunted, which has affected her study and life?

This kind of talk is difficult to say in this day and age.

After Li Yadong next to him heard her salutation, his eyes couldn't help but light up, a mountain is higher than a mountain, it seems that he is lucky, he bumped into the No. 1 leader, and the wicked person sued first: "It's such a president, I want to join the company, but Vice President Su won't let me." ”

"Oh?" The president with the same name as the buddy who made the dragon descending eighteen palms, after looking him up and down, said very seriously: "Since Vice President Su has decided like this, there must be a reason for her." ”

Li Yadong almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of old blood after hearing this, there is a fart truth, that is, the communiqué is a personal vendetta.

Su Wei glanced at him angrily, and the look seemed to say, Xiao'er, let you know whose territory this is, right?

Li Yadong was so angry that his teeth itched, his eyes rolled, and he said righteously: "President, your poetry club can reject me, but it can't extinguish the fire of poetry burning in my heart!"

After that, he patted the shoulder of Guo Qi, whose face was suffocated and reddened next to him, turned around suddenly, and left without looking back, leaving everyone with a tragic back.

Li Yadong stepped forward, and at the same time his mouth was not idle, when he counted "3......

"Wait, this student. ”

The corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a curvature, but he quickly converged and turned around in surprise. The first thing I saw was Su Wei's expression of gritting teeth, and then President Xiao Feng's slightly appreciative gaze.

This classmate is so passionate about poetry, he must have a good foundation, and I don't know if there is a good work to read as a judgment for joining the club. ”

Li Yadong subconsciously looked at Guo Qi after hearing this, and after seeing him nodding, he secretly screamed that it was not good. Damn,I was too excited just now to forget to inquire about this.,It turns out that there are still conditions for joining the company.,Mistake......

Guo Qi actually didn't know how many catties and taels he had, he always felt that Dong Ge was very knowledgeable, and he didn't think it was an embroidered pillow, it was in the era of vigorous poetry, and there were always one or two satisfactory works.

"That...... Trouble wait a minute, I want to think about it......"

Li Yadong really has to think about it, and he can only "borrow" it now, but this reference cannot be borrowed indiscriminately, first of all, it must conform to the characteristics of the era, and secondly, it must be clear which poems have not come out, in case of hitting the poems, it will be laughable and generous.

Originally, there was not much ink in the stomach, and it was not easy to figure it out, and everyone waited for several minutes.

Su Wei giggled happily, "Classmate Li, don't force it if you really can't do it." ”

Li Yadong was angry, thinking that in front of you, can Lao Tzu do it?

I was about to hold back a big move, anyway, Senior Haizi had already graduated, and he was not afraid of being embarrassed, so he took out the song "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" written by him in 1989, are you stupid? But at this moment......

"Didi, Didi......"

"What sound?" the crowd looked at each other, then turned their gaze back to him.

It's awkward.

"That...... It's my BB machine. Forgot to adjust the vibration, and kept calling it without checking it, Li Yadong could only scratch his head and reply.

"BB machine?" everyone gasped, they had naturally heard of this thing as high-level intellectuals, but they had only heard of it.

"This thing...... It seems like it costs four or five thousand yuan each. A senior sister wearing a Bosideng down jacket and a neat ponytail mentioned weakly.

"Hiss......"

The scene was cold and shivering, Rao is Guo Qi and Su Wei were full of surprise, they probably knew that Li Yadong was not bad for money, but they really didn't expect to be rich to such a point.

Four or five thousand dollars, what is the concept?

Guo Qi forgot it, thinking that anyway, the richer Brother Dong is, the better, and there will be no psychological burden in the future. And Su Wei unconsciously thought in her heart: An ornament on this guy's body is actually better than her entire family.

"Eh, I said...... Let's get down to business. Li Yadong tried to pull everyone's thoughts back, and made up his mind that he would never turn on the volume again, mainly because this BB machine rang for the first time today after I bought it, and I really forgot about this stubble.

"Yes, let's listen to his poems. Su Wei took a deep breath and said.

Li Yadong smiled, stood upright, and was ready to start his hand, ready to have an emotional poetry recitation, trying not to disgrace Senior Haizi's face, but at this moment......

"Okay, Mr. Li, congratulations on becoming a member of the Poetry Society. ”

"Huh?" Li Yadong was stunned for a while, feeling like he had prepared a table of dishes, but the guests released the pigeons.

Xiao Feng smiled faintly, and didn't explain anything, let him get familiar with it first, saying that he would talk to him about something later.

When the crowd gradually dispersed, Su Wei was obviously a little puzzled, thinking that this was not in order, and after glaring at Li Yadong fiercely, she ran in to find Xiao Feng, who was binding a book of poems.

"I know you have an idea......"

Without waiting for her to speak, Xiao Feng took the lead and said: "But Vice President Su, please turn around and see, our conditions are so poor that we don't even have a place to sit." ”

"But......" Su Wei probably understood what he meant, but she always felt that something was wrong.

"We had planned to go out and look for sponsorship, but now that we do, why don't we take advantage of it? It's a needle in a haystack, which is obviously more reliable. Besides, it can be seen that classmate Li really loves poetry, and it is not a bad thing to be absorbed. ”

As the vice president of the poetry club, Su Wei is naturally clear about the current predicament of the club, and after thinking about it, she has to admit that President Xiao's approach is not wrong, but that guy really loves poetry?

She was skeptical.

Besides, Li Yadong, after taking a turn in the poetry club, left Jingyuan, found a commissary, dialed the company's phone, and said angrily: "What's wrong?"

The fixed phone in the company was only installed yesterday, and I didn't expect to get him into trouble today, and it seems that it is impossible to make a low-key pickle in the poetry club in the future.

Tian Lei's panting voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Dong, it's open next door!"