Chapter 983: Meeting the Second Elder of the Poetry Circle

Zhang Zheng said: "This afternoon, everyone still has work to do, so let's drink less at noon and eat more vegetables. ”

"Good! Such a policy is so good that I raise my hands in favor of it. In my opinion, no matter how good the wine is, it is not as good as the food, especially such a rare authentic Lu cuisine feast, which you can't eat a few times in your life, don't miss such a good opportunity. Director Wang was the first to speak.

"Director Wang said well, I toast you, thank you for your support to our company's work." Cui Da raised his glass and toasted.

"Hey, I said Mr. Cui, didn't Brother Zhang just say that you eat more food and drink less?"

"Didn't the president just say drink less, didn't he say no drinking?" Cui Da said.

"Come on, Mr. Cui's wine, I must drink it, but if I thank you, let's get rid of it, the party is just a little busy, it's nothing. Besides, Brother Zhang promised to invest in making a movie for me, I should thank you, right? Director Wang said.

"In that case, let's not be polite and toast to our friendship and cooperation." Cui Da said.

"Okay, Mr. Cui, a toast to our friendship!"

"Brother Nie's alcohol consumption is very good, right?" Qian Jin asked.

"My amount of alcohol is average, at most about half a catty, Brother Qian has been working in the army, it must be a lot." Nie Dayuan said.

"I don't drink a lot of alcohol, when I'm in a good mood, I drink a little more, and when I'm in a bad mood, I drink a little more, especially when I'm drinking with good friends, it's easy to drink too much." Qian Jin said.

"This is the so-called 'wine is less than a thousand glasses of confidants, and there is no speculation in half a sentence'. Today's wine is good, Moutai old wine is very rare, but unfortunately there is a shooting task in the afternoon, otherwise, I will definitely not get drunk. But today's dishes are so good, this is the first time I have eaten such a sumptuous and high-end dish. Nie Dayuan said.

"There is a lot of good wine in the president's hands, and there is his wine in the company warehouses in Jibei and Jinghua cities, as long as you know the president, you don't have to worry about no good wine to drink." Qian Jin said.

Zhang Zheng said: "Qian Jin is right, brother, I like to drink, and I also like to store wine, so I have a lot of good wine in my collection." When Brother Nie wants to drink, you can come to me at any time, brother, I will definitely accompany you to get drunk, come on, Brother Nie, let's drink for a ...... too."

Before Zhang Zheng finished speaking, he saw Liu Shaodong walking in with a group of people.

"Brother Zhang, we're here to toast you." Liu Shaodong said.

"I said General Liu, you are too polite." Zhang Zheng quickly stood up and said.

"Brother Zhang, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Li Jili, vice chairman of the Huaxia Writers Association, this ......"

Without waiting for Liu Shaodong to finish his introduction, Zhang Zheng interjected and chanted: "Wang Mazi's doll is called Wang Gui, not too old or thirteen years old. Shandandan is blooming and red, and the fragrant talents are good. A pair of big eyes are watery, like drops of dew dripping on the grass......"

"Ahh

Seeing Zhang Zheng's demeanor and listening to Zhang Zheng's self-talk, Director Wang, Wu Fengxin, Hu Manru, Wendy and others were dumbfounded, and said in their hearts, how can this guy talk nonsense and talk nonsense.

"Haha!"

What makes people feel mysterious is that after listening to Zhang Daguan's self-talk, the reactions of Li Lao, Yu Lao and others are very different from the shocked expressions of Wang Dao and others, and they can't help laughing.

"I said, Mr. Zhang, have you seen my clumsy song?" Li Lao asked with a smile.

"When I was a child, I read Li Lao's "Praise of Jade Gate Poems", and I was very impressed by the poem 'The Soviet Union has Baku, and China has Yumen. Where there is an oil place, there is a Yumen people's 'oil poem', which is very impressive. Later, I stumbled upon this song "Li Gui and Wang Xiangxiang", which felt very funny, especially Xiangxiang, a lively little beauty, which was too unforgettable. Zhang Zheng said.

"This is an immature poem I wrote in 1946, and now I read it and it feels too childish and funny. What I didn't expect was that Mr. Zhang could still remember the contents of it, and the young man was really amazing. Old man Li Ji said.

"Brother Zhang, this is Mr. Yu Xining, the honorary chairman of the Dongshan Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and this is Mr. Yu Xining, this is ......"

Without waiting for Liu Shaodong to finish his introduction, Zhang Zheng interjected and chanted poetry: "Gusu Road is full of people, and the four seas are vying to see the branches on the ridge. I read plum blossoms and plum blossoms, and I am in a trance to support. Needless to say, it must be Mr. Yu, the 'plum idiot' who is known as the Plum Blossom King. Zhang Zheng said with a smile.

"Wow! I said Mr. Zhang, we met in Pingshui, the first time we met, how would you know my situation? Yu Xining was surprised.

"Yu Lao is a famous Chinese painter, poet, art educator, is a master of poetry, calligraphy, painting, and printing. However, I have some opinions on this poem, I wonder if the kid should say it in front of the poetry giants? Zhang Zheng asked.