Although the turtle is long-lived, there is still a time?

The beetle snake rides the fog and eventually turns into ashes?

Although Chenyang only wrote two sentences, there were already people in the crowd who sighed.

"What's this about?"

"yes, that's ...... This is also too unauthentic, Qian Lao's birthday, what he writes is still unexpected, and he will eventually turn into ashes, isn't this to curse Qian Lao to drive the crane west? Qian Lao's body is bone, and some people believe it even if he says it. ”

"No, Chenyang is too much. ”

"Hmph, I know that this Chenyang is arrogant, no one cares about it, Qian Lao gives him face, he really thinks he is a character. ”

"The lad is so unspeakable. ”

Sighs arose, Qian Yizhi frowned dissatisfiedly, looked back at his father without moving, and didn't see his father's displeasure, he had to hold back the dissatisfaction in his heart, today is his father's birthday, he can't embarrass his father.

Yue Peng frowned and shouted, "Chenyang! Today is Qian Lao's birthday, you should be careful when you speak." ”

Everyone was in trouble, either thinking that Chenyang was crazy or thinking that he was too arrogant, even Zhang Lao and Dong Lao secretly pursed their lips, and among the guests who came, only Zhang Bolin was laughing, sinisterly smiling.

They want to see how this character who has been stepped into the sky by everyone can turn these two sentences!

Bending over, Chenyang only heard a sigh and Yue Peng's low drink, raised his head and peeked, he didn't care, and continued to wave.

"Lao Ji is in the bush, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. ”

"In the twilight of the martyrs, their hearts are strong. ”

Hiss......

Uniform gasp and cool air.

All the noise just now seemed to disappear in an instant, and the whole banquet hall was frighteningly quiet.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

It seemed that a century had passed, and the old man standing behind the morning sun was excited and said, "Okay! Okay! This sentence is so well written! Old Qian, your vision is really good, this kid is talented! Dacai, hahahahaha." ”

It was Zhang Lao who spoke.

Before today, he actually didn't have much impression of Chenyang, at best, he was just a young newcomer that his old buddy market boasted in his ear.

So even if we met today, he didn't pay much attention to it, after all, he knew best what kind of character his old guy was, and he couldn't look down on the talented and good character of the juniors, and once he met him, he would be promoted vigorously.

How many times, he was also numb.

But now, Chenyang has completely subverted his previous impression, and he finally understands why Lao Qian has been praising this young man in his ear, even if this person's reputation on the Internet is not very good.

This is a great talent!

If such a talented young man is not a little angry, then it is really fake!

Scolding war?

Intimidating?

That's not a problem!

Dong Lao also stepped forward and praised Chenyang's two sentences, "What an old man is determined to be thousands of miles away, and the martyr is full of strength in his twilight years, okay, this is a boost for our old guys! Old Qian, come and read the poem Xiao Chen wrote for you." ”

Qian Lao leaned up, "I'm not in a hurry, you guys look first." ”

That being said, the folds on his entire face were already several layers.

Dong Lao said, "Don't pretend to be high, just come and see if you want to." ”

Hearing Dong Lao's words, a few juniors subconsciously smiled at Qian Lao, but more people still paid attention to the two lines of Chenyang's poems, and whispered their opinions while reading the first two sentences.

"Not bad. ”

"Yes, these two sentences are very brilliant. ”

But the above two sentences are not so pleasing, and it would be better if they were replaced. ”

"I don't think it's better, but I think the above two sentences can highlight the following two sentences, otherwise it's bare, and there is no emotional rhyme at all, it's not good. ”

I also agree with Mr. Li's opinion, the above two sentences don't seem to be very good, but if you remove or replace them, they will not have the current effect. ”

"Well, that's true. ”

Someone is talking.

Some people just watch the excitement.

Others are even more deliberately provocative.

After Chenyang finished writing these two sentences, someone came up to Zhang Bolin and deliberately pretended to ask for advice, "Teacher Zhang, what do you think of these two sentences?"

Of course, such a question is meaningless, Zhang Bolin will not easily let such a villain succeed even if he cares about Qian Lao's face, with a cold face, he didn't hear anything, and Xiao Lu Tanhua next to him rolled his eyes at the questioner fiercely.

At the long table.

Chenyang bent over and continued to write.

"The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky,"

"The blessing of recuperation can be eternal. ”

As he wrote, someone had already read out two lines of the poem, and when he had finished reading, the man asked, "What does this mean?"

"Hey, haven't you read a book? These two sentences are not easy to understand, that is, the length of a person's life is not only determined by God, but if you take care of your body and mind, you will definitely be able to prolong your life, that is, we often say that people will win the day. ”

"Hey, who said I don't understand these two lines of poetry, I mean, didn't Mr. Zhang say in the poem just now that God blesses, that Mr. Qian is in good health and so on?

Yue Peng saw it.

Zhang Bolin saw it.

All the guests present saw it.

Everyone didn't say it, they didn't see it, but they all knew in their hearts that this was Chenyang's revenge.

And judging from the current situation, the result is obvious, Zhang Bolin, a rookie in the poetry world, is a scum in front of Chenyang, except for his incompleteness of being poked by Chenyang's two sentences, the purpose of the whole poem is to spend his old age in peace, and there is no scum left that was crushed by the first two sentences.

But then again, the place with this thorn doesn't seem to be very harmonious, and Zhang Bolin is really unlucky to have this product on the stall.

Zhang Bolin's face was dark, and he snorted, "It seems that Teacher Chenyang has a lot of opinions about me." ”

Pen.

Dip in ink.

Pen down.

Wave.

"Fortunately, the song is a song. ”

After dropping the last stroke, Chenyang inscribed a few big characters of "Turtle Although Shou" before he straightened up and said to Zhang Bolin, "Teacher Zhang, isn't he dissatisfied with my congratulatory message?"

Without waiting for Zhang Bolin to speak, Dong Lao stood up and said, "Poetry is based on words, everyone's ideas are different, and what is written is different, Bolin still doesn't mind too much, in my opinion, Xiao Chen only thinks about the whole poem, and may not think so much." ”

This is already helping the shelf.

Although Zhang Bolin's poem just now is also very good, it doesn't win the hearts of these old guys.

Especially himself, he still wants to be re-elected in this year's election of the Minority Ethnic Writers Association, Zhang Bolin suddenly came to such a poem, making it clear that he was letting them rest for these old things, if he really accepted his fate, he would have retired more than ten years earlier, and he would have to wait until now?

Zhang Lao also said, "Yes, today is Lao Qian's birthday, everyone is happy to come, naturally they have to go back happily, if it is not good-looking, the reporters outside will also laugh at it." ”

This is already a complete warning, let Zhang Bolin not make trouble.

The two old-timers came out to speak for Chenyang, and the others helped to persuade them, the more they persuaded, the more embarrassed Zhang Bolin's face became, and when he saw that Zhang Bolin was already suffocating his face and flushed, the big guy suppressed this fiery energy and put it on this song "Turtle Although Shou".

Qian Lao also came up.

Everyone got out of the way.

Chenyang said modestly, "Old Qian, this poem is not a tribute, I wish you happiness as the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan." ”

Just now, Qian Lao had already memorized the whole poem by heart, but he had a problem, the more excited he was, the more calm he was on the outside, so Dong Lao greeted him just now, and he didn't step forward.

Now holding the whole poem, Qian Lao's excitement is overflowing, and he can't stop saying "good, good".

After admiring it over and over again, he handed the rice paper to Qian Yizhi, "Yizhi, take it and frame this poem and hang it in my study, I will look at this old thing every day in the future, and remind myself that I can't slack off!!"

"Got it, Dad. Putting away the rice paper, Qian Yizhi asked, "Dad, is this long table removed or set up?"

On weekdays, Qian Yizhi will be scolded for asking such a question.

But now Qian Lao was in a big mood, and when he heard his son ask such a stupid question, he laughed and said, "Of course it's withdrawn, what are you doing with a long table at this banquet?"

Qian Yizhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Isn't it after the banquet, there is still a competition? Why don't you move the paper, ink, pen and inkstone on it for the time being? ”

Without waiting for Qian Lao to answer, a highly qualified member of the Poetry Association spoke, "Hey, what's the use, no one uses it, and besides, remove the table." ”

"Yes, on weekdays, we dance and write ink, and we joke a lot, and today is Qian Lao's birthday, everyone will have a happy meal, less gunpowder. "Another member of the Poetry Association has stepped forward.

"I agree!"

"Wendou is also a Dudou, it's not suitable today. ”

One.

Two.

Three.

Member of the Poetry Association.

Member of the Writers' Association.

Quite a gifted literary newcomer.

One of the people who jumped to try it just now has changed their minds.

The stomach ache has become an excuse to be said, of course, it's not that they don't want to compare, but they really can't compare, Chenyang's poem is too high, no matter how much they write, it is impossible for them to reach this height, not to mention that this girl is famous for writing poetry quickly, compared with him, isn't that self-defeating?

Chenyang listened to Du Zhile, and seeing Qian Yizhi's face full of embarrassment, he had no choice but to stand up and say, "Actually, I think it can be compared, it's not easy for everyone to get together today, Wendou is also happy, and it has nothing to do with fame and fortune." ”

Originally, everyone was just looking for each other to go down the stairs, although they could hear it as an excuse, but they all tacitly understood it, and now listening to Chenyang's words, what he said just now about stomach pain, Wen Dou is not suitable and so on, everyone almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Happy hehe?

Nothing to do with fame and fortune?

Fuck you, have nothing to do with fame and fortune.

Don't you have a bad conscience when you say this!!