"I was thinking about calling you before, but I called you and I didn't even save the phone bill." In fact, Dong Xiaoya is also quite unlucky, as a man of the year in our city, he seems to have no identity at all since he got to know our gang, why did you say that he is such a successful person, why is he obsessed with Youheng?

"Oh, you're calling me? What's the matter, Mr. You've negotiated over there? Although I was on the phone, I could clearly feel a trace of excitement in Dong Xiaoya's voice, I originally wanted to tell the truth, but after thinking about it, since Dong Xiaoya attaches so much importance to Youheng, what I want to say directly seems that Youheng is too easy to compromise, it is better to delay it a little longer and boil up his worth.

"It's just that I didn't talk about it, he's hesitant now, I feel like you're a little worse than him, and he's a little unhappy."

"It's not just a little close, it's a long way off, let me tell you Xiao Jiang, people like Mr. You, they all have arrogance in their bones, they must not compromise so easily, you have to pay attention to this matter, I have a ready-made venue in my hand now, you just need to get Mr. You over there, I will immediately put into the decoration, and it will be open in a month, you don't know your brother's influence in the city, I want to do a night game, and the team itself is in a hurry to get to me."

I sighed in embarrassment and said, "Come on, I'll do my best, by the way, what's the matter with your call?" Wouldn't it just be asking my old watch's attitude? ”

"Definitely not, there were too many people last night, there was something I said too generally, I only remembered when I got up in the morning, I think it is necessary to communicate with you, I think, Mr. You, a character who is both talented and ancient, is not good to talk with a microphone on the stage for a long time, his characteristic culture, I am ready to set a certain period of time to let him appear, so that it is more mysterious, and it can also create a sense of expectation, after all, there are still a lot of friends around me who like poetry culture."

"That's it? You also make a special call, don't you just send a text message? ”

"Of course it's not all." As soon as my words fell, Dong Xiaoya continued: "We not only have to keep Mr. You this mystery, but we also have to make a gimmick, and only if there is a gimmick will someone come to praise it." ”

I smiled and said, "It's just that you capitalists love to engage in this kind of thing, not to mention what gimmicks my old watch can play, when your field opens, all of them will have status and status, as successful people, can they buy this account?" ”

"You don't understand that." Dong Xiaoya smiled and said: "In fact, no matter what age group he is, what his identity is, there will always be something worthy of his admiration, similar to faith, young people are like this, and the older generation must also have it, but his age and experience have reached a certain point, and he doesn't like to show it very much." ”

"Well, let's talk about what kind of faith? I'm still a big deal, so let's just tell me what gimmick you're trying to get up. ”

Zhao Kuo was still in the toilet at this time, but he was going to live with me for a year, and if the ideological problem could not be solved, he and Bai Qi couldn't get along, how could I have the kung fu to talk to Dong Xiaoya all the time......

"Okay, I'll make a long story short, what I mean, we have to think of a name for Mr. You, you see, those literary masters in ancient times, which one didn't have a name or something, such as Li Bai, isn't it called Shixian? There is also the poet saint Du Fu and the poet demon Bai Juyi, these are all famous, Mr. You's condition, I think I have to get a name for him, so as to create an atmosphere. ”

"If you can say that, I'm afraid I've already thought about it, so what are you going to call him?"

Talking about this question, Dong Xiaoya was full of energy, only to hear him clear his throat and say, "King of Poetry!" ”

"Isn't the lion king Xie Xun...... I was speechless when I heard this name, and the lion king Simba......

"Let's not joke about this, do you think the lion king is not good?"

This name made me break out in a cold sweat: "It must not sound good, where is there a name for this?" It's too cheesy, let's think of something else. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Dong Xiaoya said: "Then you think it's appropriate, I'll listen to your opinion." ”

Isn't that hard for me?

"Brother Ya, don't make fun of me, can I think of a level of education to be a treasurer? As far as my old cousin's arrogant and abnormal temperament is concerned, if I want to say it, it will be called a poetry ......."

"Okay, don't think about it!" Dong Xiaoya immediately stopped when he heard what I said, and said: "The image of Mr. You who are the name you think will completely destroy your hands, okay, I'll just tell you about this matter, you can ask Mr. You later, he can come up with a good name, let's meet and talk about it in a few days, if you have something to do, you can be busy, I'll hang up the phone first." ”

After answering the phone, I took the mobile phone and gently knocked on my forehead and was anxious, what do you say Dong Xiaoya thinks of for Youheng? This ancient people are also yes, what poetry saints, poetry immortals, poetry demons, poetry gods, poetry madness, all the poems with you have been used up for you, and there is no use in our lifetime......

"You were talking to Dong Xiaoya just now?" You Heng has been sitting next to me and has not left, he has listened to what I said to Dong Xiaoya.

"That's right, he said he wanted to think of a name or something for you, so as to create a compelling image for people."

You Heng nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "Is the name here casually?" My poetry and songs are all-encompassing, so I call them poets. ”

I was speechless, and hurriedly interrupted him from the middle of his speech, and said, "The poet is not good, someone uses it." ”

"Who? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

"Du Fu! Hey, I told you that you don't know, how many years after you became fertilizer, he ......"

You Heng's temperament is a little unreasonable, he was dissatisfied when he heard that someone was using the name of the poet saint, and frowned: "You mean that he belongs to my junior, right?" ”

I nodded, "yes." ”

"Since my era is earlier than his, then this name should naturally be used by me, you let him think of another one, and the name of the poet saint will belong to me."

I was almost amused by him: "This is not a problem of the times, the key is to use it first, and it is a household name in later generations, you really can't use it." ”

I don't know if You Heng can understand it, his situation is different from Bai Qi, he is a diehard who seriously refuses to accept modern thinking, and there is a big generation gap with us.

"If you can't use it, you can't use it." You Heng's expression revealed a hint of loss, and said, "Or, how about changing to the god of poetry?" ”

"Some people use it." I wiped the sweat from my forehead, how could You Heng think about it with Su Dongpo......

"It's always okay to be a poet, right?"

"No, He Zhizhang used it." Listening to his tone, he wanted to say all the names of the poems one by one, so I waved my hands again and again, and said, "Yes, don't think about the poems, they are all used." ”

You Heng tilted his neck and said, "Since it is not good to bring poetry, let's change it to something else, by the way, I am from Pingyuan County, or call it Pingyuan Sanren?" ”

I shook my head, thinking to myself that Pingyuan County was a place many years ago, and few people knew about it, so if you Heng's temperament was asked, I wouldn't be able to eat his old bottom and walk around: "It's not bad to scatter people, but this place in Pingyuan is gone." ”

"It's gone!" You Heng looked disappointed and said, "Then where does the plain belong now?" ”

"I want to think about it." Holding a mobile phone 100 degrees, it turns out that You Heng's birthplace is now in Dezhou, Shandong, which can't help but remind me that Shandong used to be called Qilu, and since then, I suddenly blessed my heart: "Or, how about we call Qilu Sanren?" ”

"Hmmm! This is good, I don't see that you are quite flexible, so let's call it this. ”

Finally came up with Youheng's name, I was going to talk to Dong Xiaoya on the phone, but after thinking about it, I don't think it's appropriate, but now I still want to help Youheng get up, just five minutes after hanging up the phone, you reported your name, so what will Dong Xiaoya think? It's too cheap.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to delay a day or two before calling, and when I stood up, I just wanted to go to the kitchen to make dinner, but I saw Nezha and Bai Qi standing at the door of the toilet.

"What are you two doing here?" I asked, confused.

Nezha flushed the toilet and said: "What else can you do, wait to go to the toilet, why hasn't this person come out after going in for so long?" He probably wants to live in it."

I was speechless, how could there be anyone living in the toilet: "People are calm inside, you can't give people a little private space?" ”

Nezha cried with a sad face between his legs: "If you want to be calm, you don't want to go to the toilet to calm down, doesn't this delay us from......" -

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I don't recommend the old wine this week, so let's vote quickly, and the book will be over next week......