The crowd is sparse, the lights are dim, the flowers and snow are dressed in green clothes, and the eyes are bright, like the raccoon girl in the land of Wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, the figure is graceful and similar, but the dress is different. As for temperament, it's even more different.

The-yarn girl is a small jasper, shy to answer, and Hua Xue is like a snow lotus, although her smile is gentle, her eyes are cold.

No, it's not Snow Lotus, it should be Cuizhu.

Because Hua Xue is an unusual woman, she is determined to be a writer, has the ambition not to lose to men, is as unyielding as a green bamboo, and is delicate with tenacity.

Qian Hao has long known her ideals, imagined her appearance, and even seen her photos, but when he looks at it today, he is still amazed.

Not only because of appearance, but also because of temperament.

The hate pen is not amazing, because I saw it at the last party, and it is already very familiar.

Therefore, when he heard Hua Xue's words, he coaxed: "Starling, the little senior sister has said so, why don't you hurry up and write two poems?" Yes, two songs, one for each person. ”

About because of familiarity, and because of the arrival of Hua Xue, he opened up even more, like a child.

In fact, he has a pure heart. Because the style of words is close to Nalan, among the senior brothers and sisters, the talent is the best. However, if you talk about articles, Hua Xue is better.

Qian Hao had long known the character of hating the pen, so he didn't care, waved his hand, and said to Hua Xue: "Little senior sister, let's go over quickly, otherwise the teacher and senior brother should be in a hurry."

"Okay, let's go first. Haha, Fan Jun, you don't have to worry, a winter vacation, can your starling still escape? Hua Xue smiled heartily, refused Qian Hao's help, and still carried her backpack by herself.

Fan Jun, the real name of the hated pen. In fact, Hua Xue is also a pen name, and her real name is Wang Jin.

As soon as Wang Jin said this, Qian Hao didn't insist, led the two out of the station, took the subway for a few stops, and then took a taxi towards Haidian District.

Xu Zixiu lives there.

Halfway through, the car passed through some scenic spots. The ancient city of Yanjing is full of history, and if you are not careful, you will have a feeling of time being out of order. Fan Jun is, he couldn't help but look confused, and chanted in a low voice.

Yanjing's driver is also accustomed to seeing literary and artistic youths, and he is not surprised at all, and still drives his car leisurely.

This made Fan Jun very curious, and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, why didn't you react at all?"

"Haha, little junior brother, there are more young people in Yanjing literature and art, and those who like music and literature, etc., Yanjing people have long been used to it." The middle-aged driver didn't reply, and Qian Hao smiled first.

Fan Jun was not annoyed, scratched his head and smiled, and continued to look at the scenery outside.

Wang Jin also watched it for a long time and was fascinated, and he didn't react to the joke just now. However, at this moment, she came back to her senses and couldn't help but sigh: "Yanjing is Yanjing in the end, it is magnificent, simple and stable, and you can live for a long time." Immortal, you have to show us around. ”

Among the teachers, only Wang Jin is called Qian Hao's immortal, because others think this title is too crazy.

Qian Hao naturally didn't refuse, anyway, if you have time during the winter vacation, it's also excellent to visit together.

When Haidian District arrived, in front of a restaurant called Laihong, the taxi stopped, and Qian Hao and others paid to get off.

There are not many guests in this Hong Restaurant, and it is not too late at this time, and there are only a handful of people in and out. It's not that the boss doesn't know how to operate, but he doesn't want to do it.

This boss is not a master who is short of money, and when he opens this restaurant, he is probably still vassal. Otherwise, it will not be so elegantly arranged, and there is a wall of inscriptions above the restaurant.

Qian Hao had never been to the three of them, so he asked the waiter to find the location of the private room.

The waiters are also very distinctive, all of them are handsome men and beautiful women, and they are also wearing simple Hanfu.

This restaurant is really extraordinary.

Xu Zixiu is a large private room, the window is open to the lake, and the city viewing platform is when you go out. The so-called viewing platform is actually an open space, with several high-class private rooms on both sides, an inscription wall in the back, and a wide field of vision in front.

This viewing platform is very high, at the top of the restaurant, can collect Yanjing in the bottom of the eye, is why it has such an elegant name.

When Qian Hao and the three of them came up by elevator, Le Zhishan was not in the private room, but in the company of several disciples, looking into the distance by the railing, reminiscing about the past.

"Zixiu, I haven't been here for a long time since I've been here in Yanjing. I remember the first time I came, I was as old as you, and I was shocked when I took two steps......"

Le Zhishan talked about the excitement, patted the railing, and talked about the past with a few disciples.

However, when he saw Qian Hao and the three of them coming, he stopped the topic and said with a smile: "Tang drunk, I came to Yanjing several times for the National Poetry Competition, but it's a pity that ...... Hehe, you have to work hard this time, I don't know if there will be a chance to come in the future. ”

"Teacher, what are you talking about, you are only in your sixties, and you are in good health."

Qian Hao and the others only called "teacher", and before they could reply, Xu Zixiu chattered blamefully.

Le Zhishan knew that the eldest disciple cared about him, so he didn't get angry, but smiled happily and didn't speak. After Xu Zixiu finished speaking, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone is here, let's go into the private room, it's not warm outside."

The master spoke, and the apprentice did so.

As soon as Le Zhishan entered the private room, Qian Hao and others also rushed in and took their seats in turn.

After that, everyone chatted for a while, and the waiters served the food one after another.

Xu Zixiu obviously came often, and the waiter served the same dish for each time, and he stood up to explain to everyone. It's really a foodie, and the head of the talk is the Tao.

This also shows from the side that this restaurant is not simple, otherwise why are there so many stories in this dish?

When a group of poets eat, it is naturally impossible to drink and eat food, plus talk about some short things in the family.

No, as soon as the banquet began, a senior brother mentioned yì, saying that it was rare for teachers to get together, and although only eight people came, they should also carry out a drinking order, so that the master could take a test.

It's really rare to get together.

Le Zhishan was very happy, and immediately agreed to this suggestion, and said: "Zixiu, from the oldest to the youngest, your senior brother will come first."

Xu Zixiu didn't shirk it, and groaned with chopsticks. After a while, he was inspired and smiled and chanted his own poem.

It's not good, it's average, it's normal, after all, it's created on the spot. But it's not bad, many people create on the spot, and they can't create it at all.

For example, the second senior brother, he scratched his ears and cheeks, and only came up with half a residual poem. Helpless, he had no choice but to give up and drink a glass of punitive wine.

After that, a few people made it and some didn't, but they were not as good as Xu Zixiu. It can be seen that their "small sect" is indeed not very good.

However, Wang Jin surprised everyone, and the poems he wrote were very good, even better than usual. I was shocked when I first came, so I felt it.

Xu Zixiu was not jealous, but his eyes lit up, and he praised Wang Jin greatly.

Le Zhishan was also very happy and praised several words. However, he quickly deliberately straightened his face and said to Qian Hao: "Tang Zui, those poems of yours are good, if you don't do it well today, I will be angry."

Hearing this, Qian Hao smiled bitterly. How to eat a meal, but also to compose a poem first?

And it has to be done! (To be continued.) )