Dong Lao came to be interested, "Oh, Bolin, you have written a new work, bring it to us and take a look." ”

They are all a group of literary idiots, and they usually like to get together to discuss poetry and literature, but now when they hear Zhang Bolin say this, they immediately become interested.

"And so it is. ”

Qian Lao shouted, and Qian Yizhi brought up the long table.

There was movement here, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"What are you doing over there?"

"I don't know. ”

"Let's go and have a look. ”

In less than two minutes, the three old men Qian, Dong, Zhang and Zhang Bolin were surrounded in the middle, and Chenyang stood at the front, but now he has become a passerby.

"Hahaha, Qian Lao, have you started appreciating this before you start eating?"

"Yes, Mr. Qian, have we already started this?"

Someone ridiculed.

also said to Zhang Bolin, "Brother Bolin, you are too anxious, this big guy hasn't eaten yet, even if you don't consider us, you have to consider Qian Lao, Zhang Lao, and Dong Lao." ”

Zhang Lao waved his hand, "It's not in the way, it's okay for our group of old guys not to eat." ”

Dong Lao laughed and said, "Yes, although today's dinner is very exciting, Bolin's work is even more exciting." ”

Qian Lao also laughed.

The person who spoke to Zhang Bolin just now was bored, and he laughed twice and stopped interjecting.

Zhang Bolin hugged his fist at the onlookers, "I'm sorry everyone, Bolin is going to be ugly here, if you have any advice, just put it forward, today is really unbearable, so I dare to delay your time." ”

"Alright, Boleyn, get your work out. ”

"The work written by Mr. Zhang, this is worth watching. ”

"Hahaha, everyone is joking, don't take it to heart Teacher Zhang. ”

"Mr. Zhang is so anxious, he must have written a good work, we want to see it before it's too late, how can we dislike you for taking up time. ”

Someone is starting to play the round again.

However, more people still stand in the back and are curious about Zhang Bolin's works.

The waiter came with a tray.

Chenyang looked at it, and in the tray was an army-green rectangular box, which looked like it should be framed poems or prose.

Zhang Bolin turned around and opened the box, took out a scroll from it, and immediately, someone standing next to Zhang Bolin went up to help hold the scroll head, and as the scroll unfolded, some people in the crowd began to praise again and again.

"Good poetry!"

"Prolong your life and spend your old age in peace, I can't see that this is still a poem with a hidden head and a hidden tail. ”

"Teacher Zhang is very literate. ”

"It's amazing, I really can't see it, Mr. Zhang's supernatural writing is good, and his poetry writing is also first-class. ”

Soon, the scrolls were all unfolded and placed on the long table.

Above is a poem, with gold characters on a black background, and it takes a lot of thought at first glance.

Zhang Bolin arched his hand at everyone and said, "Mr. Qian, Mr. Dong, Mr. Zhang, everyone, the student's clumsy work is not a tribute, and I hope that all the seniors and fellow disciples will bear with me, and if you have any opinions, please put them forward, so that students and I can make more progress." ”

"Boleyn, you are too modest to say this, and you can't even compare to a foolish brother in this poem. It was Xiao Lu Tanhua who spoke.

Zhang Bolin waved his hand, "Brother Tanhua, you are too humble, little brother, I can't learn now, you can't do it, if you have any opinions, just mention it, old Qian, what do you think?"

Qian Lao smiled and said, "Bolin's poem is really well written, and it can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into hiding the head and tail." ”

Zhang Lao also said, "Yes, especially this one to enjoy old age and prolong life, this is the greatest blessing to us old guys, hahaha, Lao Dong, what do you think?"

"Me?" Dong Lao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "I think it's good." ”

Qian Lao said, "Lao Dong, you don't look very good, if you have anything to say, don't babble, let's meet friends with text today, it's okay to say right or wrong, just give the juniors a little opinion." ”

"Yes, Elder Dong, just say it. ”

"It's okay Dong Lao, just talk about it. ”

Everyone began to persuade Dong Lao with gossip.

Zhang Bolin also laughed and said, "If there is anything dissatisfied with Dong Lao, just say it, and I will listen to it." ”

Dong Lao waved his hand, "Bolin is too modest, your poem is considered to be of the upper grade in terms of style and battle, but I suddenly sighed, back then, I talked with Lao Qian, Lao Zhang and all the friends in the circle, and I was bound to make a lifelong contribution to the revitalization of Chinese culture, but now, so many years have passed, we are old, and we are powerless." ”

"Lao Dong, what are you talking about on this good day. ”

Zhang Lao shouted with a smile, but there was some melancholy in this smile.

Qian Lao smiled and said, "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, it's normal for people to be old, sick and die in life, no matter how hard you and I struggle, we will eventually abdicate and make way for the virtuous, we old guys, it's time to rest and leave a stage for the younger generations." ”

The atmosphere was a little sad.

Zhang Bolin's poem is like a hammer, smashing the ambition of these old men just now, forcing them to recognize the reality.

Although Qian Lao and Zhang Lao both spoke one after another, everyone could see that when they were talking about birth, old age, sickness and death and abdication to make way for Xian, the corners of Qian Lao's mouth couldn't help trembling, and his eyes were also covered with a layer of helplessness about the years and no longer youth.

Everyone looked at each other.

Qian Yizhi opened his mouth and wanted to say something to comfort his father, but he was afraid that his clumsy tongue would make his father even more sad, so he had to say very officially, "Dad, your body is like a thirty-year-old, and if you exercise, you may be better than me." ”

Qian Lao was amused, pointed at Qian Yizhi and said to the big guy, "This kid, he has been coaxing his father since he was a child." ”

Zhang Lao nodded and said, "This child is filial." ”

Dong Lao said, "Yes, old money, it is worth it to have such a filial child as Yizhi in your life." ”

There was a gap in the subject, and everyone began to echo it.

"And so much to say, you don't look like seventy at all, but forty or fifty are believed. ”

"Mr. Qian, you, Mr. Dong and Mr. Zhang are the treasures of our Chinese culture, and the contributions you three have made to Chinese culture will not be forgotten no matter how many backs you have. ”

"Old Qian, your body is strong, and we plan to participate in your eighty birthday. ”

Qian Lao sighed, "You children. ”

Looking at the opportunity, Zhang Bolin said, "Old Qian, if the student says something wrong, the student will compensate you here, and I hope you will bear with the student." ”

Qian Lao said, "Bolin's words are serious, you have brought the work to my old guy to celebrate his birthday, I can still pick and choose this old thing, and put the scroll away, and tell them to keep it carefully." ”

"Got it, Dad. ”

The scroll was put away.

The atmosphere was also lively again, Zhang Bolin smiled and said, "Mr. Qian, you say this to make students ashamed, hey, by the way, Teacher Chenyang doesn't take out your works for everyone to see? In terms of writing poetry, Teacher Chenyang is an expert! Hahaha." ”

Xiao Lu Tanhua echoed, "Yes, Teacher Chenyang, since this table has been moved, you can take it out for everyone to enjoy." ”

Duan Xin opened his mouth and said, "Teacher Zhang, how do you know that this Chenyang's birthday gift is a work? ”

Zhang Bolin was stunned, patted his head and said, "Yo! Look at my head, but Mr. Chenyang's poems and lyrics are well-known, since I congratulate Mr. Qian on his birthday today, why don't Mr. Chenyang write a poem on the spot to cheer everyone up?"

Xiao Lu Tanhua: "This proposal is good. ”

Duan Xin said with a worried face, "But it's ...... in such a short time."

Zhang Bolin proposed again, "Otherwise, if Teacher Chenyang feels that the time is too short to think about something, let's do a song by ourselves, first, to give Teacher Chenyang some time to think, and second, how about it as a performance before dinner?"

Yue Peng frowned, "Teacher Zhang, this is not very good. ”

Although each of these three people is better than the other, in fact, it is clear that he will not be able to come to the stage in the morning sun.

Qian Lao is 70 years old today, writing poems to celebrate his birthday is not a topic such as enjoying his children and grandchildren in his old age, if he is an ordinary old man, of course there is no problem with these words, but Qian Lao has worked hard in the literary world all his life, and at the age of 70, he is still working in the Inner Mongolia Academy of Literature, working hard for the future of Chinese culture.

Obviously, this is an old man who doesn't accept old age.

Zhang Bolin's poem just now has made the three old men unhappy, and now a few old men are finally in a better mood, and the morning sun will go up to add blockage, isn't that a white eye?

"What's wrong, Editor-in-Chief Yue Peng?" asked Zhang Bolinpi with a smile.

Yue Peng was a little angry and said, "Many of you here are not from poetry backgrounds, not to mention the three literary giants of Qianlao, Zhang Lao, and Dong Lao.

A few of the men who worked in HKCSS laughed.

Zhang Bolin continued to pursue, "What about according to the opinion of Editor-in-Chief Yue?"

"Me?" Yue Peng pretended to smile arrogantly, "What can I say, just tell Teacher Zhang, our group of people is not Teacher Zhang's opponent, and we can't do this thing." ”

Xiao Lu Tanhua stood up and said, "Editor-in-chief Yue Peng is wrong, everyone writes poems just to help the fun, the most important thing is to buy time for Teacher Chenyang, his masterpiece is what we are really looking forward to, as for Qian Lao, they are naturally referees, how about not participating?"

Qian Lao nodded.

Zhang Lao smiled.

Dong Lao said even more boldly, "Hahaha, yes, we three old guys will be referees for you." ”

"This ......"

Yue Peng looked back at Chenyang.

Chenyang stood up and said, "It's not too early, I just heard someone say that someone wants to eat, so let's do it, I propose to put the poetry competition at the end of the banquet, since Mr. Zhang wants to see my birthday gift, then I have to offer ugliness, but I don't do it as hard as Mr. Zhang." ”

Yue Peng's eyes were about to pop out.

Birthday present?

He heard him right.

Didn't this kid just say that there was no birthday gift?

Seeing Chenyang taking the bait, Zhang Bolin waved his hand, "Okay, then Chenyang teacher, please." ”

Chenyang moved his hands to call a waiter, "Please help me prepare a piece of rice paper and a brush." ”

Zhang Bolin sneered, "Teacher Chenyang shouldn't be doing it on the spot." ”

"Teacher Zhang, do you know this?" said Chenyang sarcastically, smiling.

Zhang Bolin's face sank, and he said coldly, "Then please ask Teacher Chenyang to let us see your masterpiece." ”

Chenyang continued to smile, "That's natural, after all, with your piece of pearl and jade in front, I don't dare to be too bad." ”

Xiao Lu Tanhua interjected, "I think Teacher Chenyang should have less verbal disputes." ”

"What's the matter? Teacher Tanhua also wants to join?" Hehe laughed twice, Chenyang stretched out his right hand, and he said, "Please." ”

Xiao Lu Tanhua shut up.

Chenyang didn't care about him, his eyes turned, and he saw Duan Xin, who was standing beside Xiao Lu Tanhua, staring at him with gloomy eyes, smiled, and said, "It seems that Editor-in-Chief Duan is also a person who has something to say." ”

Duan Xin looked away angrily.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone haven't come up yet, and Chenyang doesn't go to play with them to fight with them, seeing that the four of them are silent, Zhang Lao whispered to Qian Lao, "Old Qian, what you really said is not wrong at all, this kid is not a good stubble." ”

Qian Lao smiled, "This has changed a lot, the last time I saw him, his temper was even worse than now." ”

Zhang Lao sighed, "It's more explosive than now?"

Dong Lao's face was full of pride, "You don't know this, when I saw the kid, I really loved and hated, but you just got used to it." ”

The three old men talked in a whisper, and Chenyang couldn't hear what they were saying, so he simply took advantage of this spare time to think about what to write.

in the crowd.

A lot of people are talking about it.

"I really didn't expect to see Teacher Chenyang composing poems on the spot. ”

"yes, I can't think of it either. ”

"I thought we would have to wait until after the banquet. ”

"Alas, I don't know if this teacher Chenyang has not touched poetry for a long time, and his level will drop. ”

"Poetry is such a thing, I can't say for sure. ”

Some people are talking, and some people don't know much about Chenyang's whispering with others.

"What's going on? I feel like everybody is so excited. ”

"That's not it, Chenyang is going to compose poems on the spot again, and I don't know what kind of work it is this time. ”

"What's so great about writing poetry on the spot, isn't everyone who writes poetry will? ”

The inquirer was slightly disappointed.

He thought what made everyone look forward to it so much, but he didn't expect it to be a basic skill, and it wasn't a special basic skill, so it was so high?

"You haven't read what Mr. Chenyang wrote, and you won't say that after reading it. ”

The person who answered didn't want to pay attention to him, and after saying a word, he walked forward empty, so that he could see more clearly in a moment.

Two minutes later, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone came.

The waiter thoughtfully asked, "Do you need to grind?"

"I'll do it. Qian Yizhi stood up, took something from the waiter's hand, and said to Chenyang with a smile, "Teacher Chenyang, please take it." ”

"Thank you. ”

After saying thank you, Chenyang picked up the pen, thought a little and began to write.

"Although the turtle is long, there is still a time. ”

"The beetle snake rides the fog, and eventually turns into ashes. ”