"Ang Li, hurry up! everyone's time is precious, I don't have time to wait for you!"

"Ang Lee, you don't have any poems, are you afraid?

"Ang Li, you still don't stand up? These seats here are all Taishan Beidou in the poetry world, as a junior, what kind of stand do you take when you meet your elders?"

Wang Dawei saw that Li An deliberately laughed at him, and sneered at Li An several times, and commanded him angrily. This made Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng, who were sitting next to Li An, frown slightly.

This Wang Dawei's tone of inviting people to the stage is inevitably a little too much! How can there be such a way of inviting people in the world!

Seeing this, Weng Lao's face was even more displeased!

He regretted inviting Ang Lee to participate in this poetry meeting! This was simply a feast for Ang Lee!

Wang Dawei called Ang Li so casually, as if he was treating a junior, and he didn't save him any face at all!

Although Ang Lee is not very old, his talent is extraordinary, and Mr. Weng asked himself if he wanted to call Ang Lee a little friend. You are a defeated subordinate under the hands of a single family, and you still want to pretend to be a senior with others? Aren't you weak and blushing?

And with this happening, Ang Lee's temper also came up, which made Ang Lee even less planning to go up and recite poems!

Although Ang Lee's identity is not as high as the vice chairman of these writers' associations, this does not mean that Ang Lee does not have arrogance in his heart, and this does not mean that Ang Lee is inferior!

Ang Li's temper is like this, you respect me for three points, and I respect you for one. If you offend me, I will repay it a hundredfold! The last thing he is afraid of is to cause trouble!

If Wang Dawei really has good words to persuade him, he will invite him to go up and exchange poems and say a few more good words just like inviting others. Even if Li An competes with the Writers' Association again, he will not be so stubborn at all.

You sneered at me, and I still have to obediently go up and recite poems? Why am I so worthless! How can there be such a thing in the world!

You're too flattened too!

The people in front of you, Wang Dawei, all invited others to go up with a smile on your face, and when your feelings came to me, they changed their taste? Am I worthy of you or do I owe you? I am not your junior protégé, why should I eat your set of reprimands? You are the vice chairman of the Writers' Association, but I, Li An, am still a third-tier star!

Anyway, whoever falls in love with this time! I want to ask me to go up and ask you to comment on ancient poems? No way! I really don't have this mind! I really don't have this mind! I'm not a person in the literary world, and your set of things about seniority is useless in front of me!

Ang Lee's stubborn temper came up, and the people around him pointed at Ang Lee, whispered, and sneered!

"Ang Li is admitting it, don't dare to come up!"

"Ang Lee is nothing more than that! What is "Fixing the Storm"? It's just a person who has a name for himself!" A poet in the poetry circle also despised Ang Lee's refusal to go to power!

"I said how powerful this Ang Lee is! Now it seems that it is not more than Erer!" The last time the "Huaguo Youth Daily" solicited essays, a collaborator who was crushed by Ang Lee pretended to mock.

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In the face of so many contemptuous eyes, Li An calmly dealt with it, his face as thick as a city wall. Li An admitted to death, and the huge stubborn temper came up, anyway, he wanted him to go up, but there was no door!

At this time, Wang Dawei glanced at Jiang Qianyi, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

Now, Ang Lee doesn't give them face so much, and he doesn't know what to do! Where does Ang Lee still look like a star! This is clearly a piece of hob meat! This product is not hard and soft!

Jiang Qianyi saw the embarrassment in Wang Dawei's eyes, and he looked at Li An again, and the contempt in his eyes was even heavier!

In the living room, except for Weng Lao, Master Cen, and Dan Qiusheng, who chatted with Li An very happily, the people in the poetry circle of the Writers' Association seemed to have found an opportunity for revenge, and they all treated Li An with no pretense, cold words, and a bad look!

At this time, Jiang Qianyi stood up, pressed his hand in the void, glanced at Li An, and said lightly: "Since some people feel ashamed and admit that they are vain. Don't be too embarrassed, he is a layman after all, and his level is not good. It's about the same time below, let's leave for King Teng's Pavilion now. ”

After speaking, Jiang Duyi's cloudy old eyes showed a touch of excitement!

He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and he was impatient with waiting! Where did he still have the heart to listen to Li An's recitation of poems. In his heart, Ang Lee's level is just like that, slightly better than the major, but compared with their real poetry, there is still too much gap.

Therefore, after Jiang Qianyi said this, he didn't even look at Li An, stood up and walked out.

In his heart, Ang Lee instantly became a dispensable little person!

The people in the surrounding poetry circle saw Jiang Lao speak, and they all knew how important the next thing was to Jiang Lao, and they didn't dare to gossip any more, so they all followed Jiang Lao and walked downstairs, looking quite excited, and talking in a low voice.

"This time, Jiang Lao is enough to show his face! The TV station interviewed him and broadcast it live on the Internet! This kind of honor is not something that everyone can have. A poet in the poetry world said enviously.

This time, the city's cultural department asked Jiang Lao to make a special article for Tengwang Pavilion, which was to take a fancy to Jiang Lao's literary talent. I heard that this Fu will be framed and left in King Teng's Pavilion to commemorate it, but if it is not good, it will become a big thing that will be passed down through the ages and glorify the ancestors. Another poet in the poetry circle was also envious, obviously he also got the news, knowing that Jiang Lao invited them to meet friends with poetry this time and get together for a while. Then, he hurried to Tengwang Pavilion for something.

Isn't this just to make them look good!

At this time, Jiang Qianyi and Wang Dawei, who were at the forefront, were also in a happy mood and full of expectations.

"Elder Jiang, congratulations! This time you are likely to be passed down through the ages!" Wang Dawei looked at Jiang Qianyi and praised. To tell the truth, Jiang Lao's encounter made even him feel envious and jealous in his heart!

Although Tengwang Pavilion is the first of the three famous buildings in the south of the Yangtze River, there is not a single poem that can really be passed down through the ages! Jiang Qianyi was entrusted by the municipal cultural department to write a gift for Tengwang Pavilion this time, which can be described as a once-in-a-lifetime good opportunity.

Moreover, since Jiang Qianyi got this appointment, he has also made sufficient preparations, and he is fully sure that he will be able to make a big splash in the live broadcast of the TV station today!

ps: The third update... Today's first three watches... After Carvin, now more than three hours yard a chapter。。。。。

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