At this time, Wang Dawei held a grudge in his heart, he looked at Li An, and wanted to stop there, but he was quite unwilling: "Since Li An and Weng Lao have an old relationship, why don't Weng Lao invite him to participate in the poetry meeting in the afternoon?"

Wang Dawei had an idea in his heart, and he suddenly thought of an idea, although because of Weng Lao's face, he couldn't do anything to Li An.

However, they, the people in the literary circles, the writers' association, and the poetry circle, gather together today to enjoy the scenery of King Teng's Pavilion, drink and compose poems, and exchange and exchange poems. If he invites Ang Lee to participate together, he will have the opportunity to make things difficult for Ang Lee!

Li An may really have a talent for poetry, but his two fists are hard to beat with four hands! There are as many as seven or eight poets from their writers' association this time, and the wheel battle alone is enough for Li An to see! Moreover, Jiang Duyi, Jiang Lao, who is famous in their writers' association, is also among them, and he doesn't believe that Li An can even compare with Jiang Lao! Could it be that Li An can really write a chapter? Seven steps and one poem? What a joke!

Thinking of this, Wang Dawei sneered in his heart, looked at Li An, and began to be a little impatient and eager to try.

At this time, Li Changqing, the vice chairman of the poetry circle in the crowd, also obviously had this idea, he stood up and said: "Yes, Weng Lao, since you have a great friendship with Li An, why don't you invite Li An to participate in the afternoon poetry meeting to discuss poetry and boost everyone's interest." ”

"This ,,," Weng Lao also vaguely guessed what Wang Dawei and Li Changqing had in mind, and he was also clear about the contradictions between Ang Li and the Writers' Association and the poetry world. This made him hesitate for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

He also had the intention of inviting Ang Lee to participate in the small gathering between them in the afternoon, and he admired Ang Lee's talent very much. However, he didn't want Ang Lee to fall into the design of the Writers' Association and the poetry world.

Just when Weng Lao was entangled and hesitant in his heart, there was a crane in the crowd, and the seventy-year-old man came out of the crowd, looked Li An up and down, looked arrogant, his eyes were like an eagle, and said with a little contempt: "You are Li An, the author of "Compassion for Nong"?

Li An looked at the group of people in the literary world who were blocking his door, pretending to be ~ forced, and his heart was also a dog!

When he comes out for a meal, he can also meet these people! Seeing this group of people in the poetry circle and the writers' associations pretending to be ~ forced, you can't do it.

Ang Lee's interest in coming out to play today was disturbed! This made Ang Lee feel a little angry!

At the same time, Li An was also a little interested in the poems that Wang Dawei and Li Changqing said in their words!

Is it difficult for you to be afraid that these literati who are vying for fame and fortune will not succeed?

At this time, several well-known wandering poets in China who had a close relationship with Weng Lao were also surprised when they heard that the person in front of them was Ang Lee!

Several of them are quite fond of Ang Lee's "Fixing the Storm"! They also want to get closer to the author of this poem and communicate with it.

So, these people also stood up and said: "Old man, in fact, there are also things worth advocating for them. This little friend of Ang Lee has a lot of poetic attainments, and we have all been friends for a long time!"

As he spoke, these people looked at Li An with a smile in their eyes, with that kind and friendly smile in their eyes.

"Ang Lee, look at this,,, do you have time to participate in our group of old bones poetry meeting in the afternoon?" Weng Lao said to Ang Li when he heard that his best friends had all stood up and spoke.

When Li An heard this, he had already prepared to participate in this poetry meeting and meet the thoughts of the poetry writers!

Therefore, when Weng Lao asked, Li An was not afraid of the unkind eyes of the people in the poetry circle, and smiled: "Since Weng Lao is warmly invited, then Li Ang is better to be respectful than obey his fate." ”

Ang Lee is not afraid of anything at all!

And Ang Lee's happy agreement also surprised the group of people in the poetry circle of the Writers' Association! They originally thought that Ang Lee would shirk it!

In this regard, Wang Dawei and Li Changqing glanced at each other, and they could see the pride in each other's eyes!

This matter, Ang Lee agreed, it will be easy to do!

Is Ang Lee too young! He dares to accept this kind of invitation! He is still too young and frivolous! He is young and vigorous!

Seeing that Li An agreed, although Weng Lao was also a little bit of a gain and loss in his heart, his joy outweighed his worries.

Li An took in the looks of Wang Dawei and Li Changqing, and he really longed for the kind of gathering between literati and lyricists to compose poems and chant lyrics, and to be happy and imitate the ancients. Therefore, Li An agreed to Weng Lao's matter, and he liked this kind of thing very much and felt novel in his heart.

As for the faces of the poetry writers' association, Ang Lee is not too worried!

It's not the first time he's offended someone, he just has fun. For the poetry circle of the Writers' Association, Ang Lee has the mentality that people don't offend me, I don't offend people!

Since Li An agreed to Weng Lao's invitation, he followed Weng Lao and the others downstairs and walked towards the place where the afternoon party would meet.

During this period, although the people in the poetry circle of the Writers' Association did not look good at Li An, they were cold.

However, there are also a few gray-haired, sixty or seventy-year-old people who have a very good attitude towards Ang Lee and are very friendly.

So, along the way, Ang Lee also has a general understanding of these people!

Of the old men who could talk to Li An, Li An's deepest impression was two of them, one who called himself Master Cen and the other who was incognito Dan Qiusheng.

When Ang Lee heard the self-introduction of these two people, the corners of his eyes couldn't help jumping!

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, isn't this a celebrity in Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine"?

For these two "famous" figures, Ang Lee did not dare to have the slightest disrespect. And these two people also admired Ang Lee's literary brilliance and had a good conversation with Ang Lee. Moreover, these two people are wandering literati and do not belong to any of the forces in the poetry circle of the Writers' Association. Even, the last time Ang Lee slapped his face in the poetry circle, the meaning revealed in their words was still on Ang Lee's side.

Ang Lee found a sense of presence in his team so quickly, which made the people around him feel very uncomfortable in the eyes of the poetry circle!

In particular, Wang Dawei and Li Changqing, they gritted their teeth with hatred for the last time Li An slapped them in the face!

At this moment, Wang Dawei saw that Ang Lee was so comfortable and chatting so happily, and he hated it even more!

He sneered unwillingly: Hmph! Let you be happy for a while, and then at the poetry meeting, there will be times when you will be embarrassed!

This time, the poetry meeting was selected in Wenxinzhai, not far from King Teng's Pavilion, which is a gathering place for literati and artists, and ordinary people can't enter!

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