Chapter 565: New Year's Day Poetry Contest

After Ye Hao finished eating the whole crepe, he suddenly said: "By the way, my dad's unit has a poetry contest at night, let me go over, if you are okay, let's go together." ”

Wang Qingxue thought about it, she really didn't have anything else to do at night, and then nodded and smiled: "Well, okay!" Even if something really happened, she didn't care.

Girls in love are always a little willful.

Wang Qingxue stood up with Ye Hao, and when she saw the sunset on the horizon, she couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful!"

"Yes! It's beautiful!" Ye Hao also sighed.

It is said that the sunrise is the most beautiful time of the day, because it symbolizes the beginning of the day, and all life is radiated with dazzling brilliance.

Especially when you see the sunrise, it can make people reborn and understand the meaning of life, which is the biggest reason why people are so enthusiastic about watching the sunrise.

But in fact, compared to the sunrise, the sunset scenery is not inferior.

When the sunset slowly sets, the western sky is gradually dyed red, like a drop of ink on the drawing paper, spreading, and when the sunset begins to gradually sink into the gray and white clouds, the light that is about to be covered is unusually transparent, as if trying to break free, showing the tenacious vitality.

After the sunset completely submerged into the clouds, the whole world instantly became quiet, and the tranquility was restored, and there was a kind of indescribable tranquility.

The stars also loomed in the sky, and it seemed that everything was ready for the beginning of a new day.

It's just that...... It's a little cold......

……

In the evening, it looks like six o'clock.

The entrance of Dad's unit.

Because it was already past five o'clock when they came out of Hangzhou Happy Valley Paradise, Ye Hao and Wang Qingxue simply ate something and immediately rushed over.

At the door, people come and go, all walking inside.

"Tsk, there are so many people!" Ye Hao smacked his lips.

After all, it is organized by the government unit, the Writers' Association, and the United TV Station, and the scale and pattern will naturally not be low, so it is no wonder that my father will work so hard.

"Let's go in first. ”

Ye Hao was pulling Ye Hao inside, and vaguely heard a wayward voice.

Damn! How could I hear a wayward voice? Is it because I haven't seen it for a long time, and I want to think about it...... Ye Hao immediately shuddered with disgust from this terrible nod.

We're not gay!

Wang Qingxue saw that Ye Hao's face was a little bad, and said with concern: "What's wrong, are you not feeling well?"

"Uh...... No, no!" Ye Haodan said painfully.

However, in the next second, the wayward voice sounded again, and it was clearer than before!

Ye Hao was completely confused, what the hell is this!

And in the next second, a hand suddenly put on Ye Hao's shoulder, and Ye Hao turned to look...... Hey! It's really willful!

Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it wasn't auditory hallucinations...... But what are you doing here?

I saw a willful snort and gasp: "Brother Hao, you also came to see the poetry competition in our city, what a coincidence!"

Besides, I guess I said that!

Then he saw Wang Qingxue on the side, and immediately touched his head and said respectfully: "Hello sister-in-law!"

Wang Qingxue's face suddenly turned crimson, and she sighed.

Ye Hao said angrily: "Why did you come here? I remember that your kid is not interested in this at all!"

willful hey smiled: "No, occasionally I want to take a break in the spring and snow, hehe." ”

Ye Hao didn't believe it, "Was it forced by your father to come over?"

Speaking of the wayward father, I have to say that it is really legendary. The wayward father is called Ren Tianxing, dropped out of high school, began to start from scratch, in just over 20 years, he has worked hard to create a world, and has become a real estate tycoon with assets of billions, and a rich generation like a wayward father always hopes that their next generation can achieve something in their studies, one is to make up for their regrets, and the other is to better inherit the family business, so all along, Ren Tianxing has not been less thoughtful on willfulness, but he has no choice but to hate iron and steel, willfulness is like a wooden fish head, how can he not learn.

But even so, Ren Tianxing still did not give up the treatment, insisting that even if he had no talent, he would always improve a little if he was exposed to it a lot.

In this regard, Ye Hao also admires his wayward father.

"It's all seen through by Brother Hao," willful said a little crying without tears, "My dad had to let me come, he couldn't come, and he said he was going to break my legs." ”

"Then can't you pretend to come over?" Ye Hao couldn't cry or laugh.

"I want to too, too!" But my dad has a friend here, and he has specially told him to let people keep an eye on me, and tell him at any time if there is any situation!"

Ye Hao was also speechless, I have to say that the wayward father's hand is really amazing.

"By the way, Tang Rou, why didn't you bring someone over?" Ye Hao asked.

"I want to bring it too, but I'm afraid of causing an unnecessary sensation!" said willfully and depressedly.

yes! Maybe there's some brainless powder here!

This poetry contest is open to the public, so the inspection is not strict, just go through a detection door, and just like that, the three of them quickly entered.

The poetry contest was held in the auditorium on the top floor of the unit building, and by the time Ye Hao and the others came up, the auditorium was almost full.

Ye Hao randomly found a few vacant seats in the back row, this kind of game is not like music or anything like that, as long as you can hear it.

As soon as he sat down, Ye Hao heard a few people in the front row discussing.

“…… Have you heard, this poetry contest, our famous writers in Hangzhou, all present. ”

"Damn, really, fake? Then this time the pomp is definitely not ordinary!"

"Not only that, even Chairman Jiang of our Hangzhou Writers Association has come over in person!"

"I'm rubbing, this card is too much! ”

Speaking here, there was also movement at the door, more than a dozen, all of them were special guests of this poetry competition.

Of course, Ye Hao didn't know any of them.

As soon as these people appeared, there was an uproar, and many people immediately ran up to ask for autographs.

"Aunt Redsleeves, can you sign it for me?"

"Teacher Fang Tong, can you take a photo?"

……

The exclamations came one after another, and the writers didn't seem to have any shelves, and they all interacted with the fans, signing autographs and group photos.

The finale is always the last to appear, no, seeing that the game is about to start, the leader of the unit slowly walked in.

Director Qian led Jiang Mengguo in, and said with a smile as he walked: "Chairman Jiang, it's great to have the honor to invite you over this time." ”

"Director Qian, you're laughing, it's my honor for you to think of me, haha. Jiang Mengguo also smiled.

Jiang Mengguo: Isn't this the chairman of the association?

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(End of chapter)