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In this paradise, many literati are scattered around the Orchid Pavilion. or on the shore, looking down on the swimming fish; Or on a rock, looking up at the birds.

For a while, it seems to be Wei Jin.

However, in the Lan Pavilion, it was very lively, and everyone was chatting and laughing.

Qian Yin pointed to Qian Hao and introduced to those who came: "This is the president of the Chinese Poetry Association, and he is also the leader of the poetry world." ”

Those people are old and young, and there are no more than a dozen in total, but they all have their own temperaments. The old man is more indifferent, and the less man is more proud, which seems to be extraordinary.

Qian Hao didn't know about these people, so he smiled reservedly and asked, "Lanting Poetry Society, aren't you also Taoists?" ”

The implication is that if not, please leave.

It's not that Qian Hao is narrow-minded, these people are different from Li Bao and others. Li Bao and they came to discuss in advance, and they have Shengshi sponsorship as a foundation, but what about these people?

Before a dozen or so people could speak, Qian Yinxian said happily: "President, these are all foreign elders. This is Mr. Duchamp, this is Ms. Baimei, both of whom are famous in the world. ”

Before Qian Yin's voice fell, a lady walked out and greeted everyone with a smile.

This man is really as arrogant as Mei as his name. After Qian Yin said that, she nodded to it, and then did not reply to Qian Hao's words.

Seeing this scene, Qian Hao squinted unconsciously.

He didn't say much, smiled faintly, then turned to look at Wang Jing, and said jokingly: "Lao Wang, what are you doing here, don't tell me that you also like poetry." ”

"Ahem, of course not." Wang Jing was slightly embarrassed, rubbed his hands and smiled.

Bai Mei and his party, a young man, suddenly muttered: "It's not coming back, it seems that this Lanting Poetry Club is nothing more than that." ”

"Mmmm, neither are the two groups of people over there, I just heard them talking." Another girl followed.

Although the voices of the two were not loud, they were still very harsh in the quiet pavilion.

The others, such as Nalan Xuannuo and Sun Xian, all sank when they heard this. Don't say that they, even Wang Xi too, with a look of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"These people have always looked down on the domestic poetry scene, why are they here today?"

Qian Hao's face remained unchanged, he didn't look at those people angrily, he still looked at Wang Jing playfully. As if he hadn't heard the words of the two.

Wang Jing's face changed at first, but seeing that Qian Hao's face did not change, he showed a lazy expression again.

"This is not a song you wrote, they have all practiced it, and they will come to help when they are idle, so I can give you some advice."

That's right, that's what he aims.

But the amusement and guidance are just a pretense, and his purpose is mainly to rub the popularity of the poetry club.

It's okay to be idle, and all these tricks have come up with. But, then again, his trick is still good.

Lanting Poetry Club does not stir up its own fire, even with the help of the popularity of Qian Hao and others, but it is mainly its own topicality. is so elegant, there is nothing in recent times, where can it not be curious?

"Poof, the poetry will be a singer, but it's a good match."

As soon as Wang Jing's voice fell, the girl from before sneered and ridiculed again. This person is quite cultivated, and his words are not indecent, but his tone is sarcastic.

Qian Hao turned his head and looked at Bai Mei and his party, with the smile on his face unchanged.

However, the next moment, he said lightly: "Lanting has been contracted today, it stands to reason that you can't come in, since you come in, forget it." But—"

His voice paused, and his eyes squinted and slowly swept over Bai Mei and the others.

"Don't bother us."

After saying that, he actually ignored them and sat down leisurely.

Pour wine, drink alcohol.

Obviously, he ignored them and didn't even say anything cruel.

But isn't that enough?

Why did he drive them out and give them a bad reputation for nothing? As for treating them respectfully, hehe, he's not that good-tempered.

In fact, Bai Mei and her party really didn't do anything, and they didn't taunt Qian Hao.

It's just that they have always been arrogant and look down on the domestic poetry scene. In this way, they speak without arrogance.

is like a white plum, and her personal cultivation is good, but she still doesn't feel that she despises Qian Hao.

Qian Yin and the others were stunned, not understanding how this happened. They used to deal with Baimei, but nothing like this happened.

They didn't know that when they bowed their heads in front of Bai Mei, they naturally couldn't see Bai Mei's arrogance. And Qian Hao is different from them, not only does not bow his head, but also holds his head high.

Qian Hao didn't care about everyone's astonishment, and ignored the embarrassment and dissatisfaction of Bai Mei and others, and sat on the seat with a smile: "Singing is for fun, wine is for expression, and you still don't show your singing voice." ”

With that, he raised a glass of wine and drank it with a sensation.

"You are not seated yet, listen to the long and short sentences I make."

Seeing Qian Hao stroking his palms, drinking, and looking forward to his own pride, Nalan Xuannuo couldn't help but be angry.

However, before he could quickly step into his seat, Chu Ke first stroked his palms and laughed: "Haha, Qian's long and short sentences, I want to listen to them." ”

Wang Jing saw that several newcomers were cramped, and immediately encouraged his eyes, and the flower bell also followed to appease.

In this way, a few newcomers calmed down.

Bai Mei finally moved slightly angry, watched coldly, and said coldly: "Long and short sentences, Qian, I want to listen." ”

Unlike a few juniors, her voice was not small, and everyone on the scene heard it.

Qian Yin smiled bitterly when he heard it. It was a good thing for Baimei to participate in the poetry meeting, how did it become like this?

Sun Xian and the others were a little worried, if it was poetry, they themselves believed in Qian Hao. But this is a song, although Qian Hao said that it is also a long and short sentence, but is it really so?

Long and short sentences, that is, words, could have been entertained. But after the death of the score, there are few people who are happy.

Even if there were, it wasn't good.

If it weren't for that, Sun Xian wouldn't have worried. Because in terms of poetry alone, who can compare to Qian Hao.

Others are worried, but Qian Hao is there.

The songs for these people, although most of them are pop songs, are not Chinese at best. The Chinese style is very elegant in the eyes of outsiders, but he knows that in Bai Mei's eyes, he may not be able to get on the stage.

However, he is still not worried.

Because of the songs he took out, one of them was a lyric, and it was written very well.

Although there is only one song, it is enough.

Wang Jing obviously understood what Qian Hao meant, and immediately encouraged a little girl to come out of the ranks.

The little girl was timid, only about twelve years old, but she looked very delicate, like a porcelain doll.

sang that song to this little girl, not only because the little girl's identity was unusual, but also because Qian Hao liked the children's version of the song, and the little girl sang it very well.

The little girl was a little nervous at first, and she didn't speak for a minute, just standing there cramped. Thanks to the soothing of the bells, she gradually became quiet, but still refused to sing.

"Little girl, sing quickly, grandpa will give you candy to eat."

It took another two minutes, and in Chu Ren's kind smile, she completely relaxed.

So, with big eyes, she sang the first line...... (To be continued.) )