After such a conversation with Su Qianruo, Zhang Xiang's mood was very happy.

He felt as if he had found another business project.

Writing a story has to be written by someone who really has a hobby to write about it, otherwise it will not be good to write.

Since Su Qianruo has this kind of interest and endowment, Zhang Xiang naturally does not hesitate to cultivate her, and by the way, she can also drive her own industrial chain.

Why not.

When I returned to the birthday, the hot lyric contest was not over yet, and at this time, there was a talented man standing in the middle of the field shaking his head, sometimes thinking, sometimes chanting.

"Brother Zhang, where have you been? I really missed a few good words. Seeing Zhang Xiang coming back, Yang Li leaned over.

Zhang Xiang said with a smile: "When I go to a toilet, Brother Yang can't read it to me." ”

Yang Li said: "This is not the same, the artistic conception I read is different from the artistic conception made by the lyricist." ”

"Then what did Brother Yang say? Just read Brother Yang's! Zhang Xiang said again.

Yang Li shook his head: "With Yang's ink, I'm afraid that Brother Zhang won't be able to look down on it, so Yang won't humiliate himself." ”

Zhang Xiang said speechlessly: "Brother Yang, poetry and lyrics are a matter of mutual instruction, not a matter of comparison, Brother Yang is like this, that is to look down on Ming Heng." ”

"Then Yang will be ugly." Yang Li laughed.

It's just that between the two of them, the genius in the audience also finished reading the words he made, and then a burst of crackling applause completely covered Yang Li's voice, causing him to read something, Zhang Xiang actually didn't hear a word clearly.

Forget it if you can't hear clearly, the symbolic one hurriedly clapped his palms.

After the applause ended, Tan Boyi brushed his beard and looked at Su Shaoyuan and laughed: "Old Su, it seems that we are all old, and the current young talents are really more powerful from generation to generation, you and I, if I am asked to write such poems, I am afraid that I will not be able to compose them." On today's birthday, the hundreds of birthday greetings presented by these students should be the best congratulatory gifts. ”

"Not bad..."Su Shaoyuan smiled back and nodded approvingly: "My Nanchu is full of talents, and with such juniors, my Nanchu will definitely be safe for a long time." ”

It's just that at the same time as Su Shaoyuan said this, a trace of amazement flashed in the depths of his eyes, and this trace of amazement was just a fleeting moment, and it was not seen by anyone.

Tan Boyi then sighed and said: "This really corresponds to the two poems made by Ming Heng, 'There are talented people in the country, and each has led the way for hundreds of years'. ”

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years?" Su Shaoyuan repeated in a low voice, and looked at Zhang Xiang with a surprised expression: "I haven't heard of it, this is what Ming Heng did?" ”

Tan Boyi nodded: "Zhong Kang and me, Ming Heng and Zhong Kang have a good personal relationship, he Ming Heng often drinks with him, and the poems he writes casually are all excellent works, he admires Ming Heng's literary brilliance very much, indeed, he can make such a good word as "When is the bright moon, Ming Heng's literary brilliance, among the peers seen by the old man, can be called unparalleled in the world." ”

Su Shaoyuan also nodded in agreement: "Ming Heng is a boxer and a bright ambition, quiet and far-reaching, not public, not revealing, and never comparing himself with others if he is kind and literate, this is a wise person." ”

"It's just a pity...", Tan Boyi let out a long sigh: "Such a talent actually bent down and became a colt..."

"Hey...... What a pity! ”

Tan Boyi was very sorry in his heart, and he sighed and dragged a long note.

Su Shaoyuan was calm: "If it weren't for that, he might have died a long time ago, so it's okay, it's a good thing to stay away from the hustle and bustle." ”

"Blessing and misfortune? Who can see it? Tan Boyi nodded lightly.

The conversation between the two Rao was very soft, and only each other could hear each other.

After a while, I won't talk about this topic anymore.

Tan Boyi said with a smile: "Now there is Ming Heng's birthday speech left yet." ”

Su Shaoyuan glanced at the lively scene in the field, and after being stunned for a moment, he shook his head with a smile: "Forget it, you see, the field is so lively, I'm afraid that as soon as Ming Heng opens his mouth, they will lose their color again, and he doesn't like this kind of limelight in his heart, so forget it." Besides, didn't Ming Heng already mention two words for me on the pastry! The skill of those two sentences alone is enough to see who is higher and who is lower. ”

"That's just a remnant, and it shouldn't be counted." Tan Boyi hurriedly shook his head, and said with a smile: "Ming Heng is really an example for my Pingzhou scholars to learn, if he doesn't write words, how can these Pingzhou scholars know that there are people outside the world?" You have to let them have the pace of chasing and the height of looking up, otherwise, in a few years, they will only be afraid of going out and being bullied by outsiders. ”

finished, Tan Boyi stood up and pressed his hand.

The lively conversation in the field suddenly quieted down, and they looked at Tan Boyi one by one.

Tan Boyi brushed his beard and looked at Zhang Xiang with a smile: "Ming Heng, everyone here, everyone has already made a birthday speech for Su Lao, don't think about running away." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Xiang, who was eating melons, was stunned for a moment.

Then Rao's eyes also looked at him in unison.

Someone shouted, "Yes, the colt hasn't done it yet!" How did you forget the colt. ”

Tang Ziyuan, who came from Linzhou, also looked at it expectantly.

He is actually a very upright and arrogant person, but he is self-aware, and he will never do what he knows cannot do, which is why he couldn't pick up the two residual words of Zhang Xiang before.

If you can't force it to connect, it will only make yourself a joke in the eyes of these Pingzhou scholars, and it will not be his face that will be lost, but the face of the entire Linzhou scholars.

After all, it's just a remnant word, and lyrics can only be made when the time is right and what is caused in the heart.

It's normal that he can't pick it up.

That's where he's smart.

But now it's different, in the birthday speech contest just now, only Yang Li can overpower him, even Zhou Yi, the first genius in Pingzhou, is a little worse than the artistic conception.

But Yang Li is not the same generation as them after all, Yang Li, as one of the four famous people in the south of the Yangtze River, has a famous name and reputation, and he is not ashamed to lose to Yang Li.

But if these Pingzhou talents lose to him, it will be a shame for them.

This is also the reason why Tang Ziyuan is quite excited at the moment.

As long as Rao Zhang Mingheng, who is known as the first word in Pingzhou, loses to him again, he will really give the Linzhou scholars a long face.

This is Wen Rao's competitive heart, although everyone is not on his lips, but he is actually starting to compete in his heart.

Those Pingzhou scholars also felt that their faces were gloomy, so at this time, they knew that the horses had not yet been done, so they began to shout one after another for Zhang Xiang to compose the lyrics.

Listening to these chirping sounds around him, Zhang Xiang's eardrums were about to burst.

Yang Li on the side stared at him with a look of watching a play.

Zhang Xiang also smiled bitterly, he was also shot while lying down.

Tan Boyi continued: "Ming Heng, you see that my Pingzhou scholar is so enthusiastic, you can make a poem and give it to Su Lao, the two sentences you mentioned on the pastry are residual words, but you can't count them, you can't use that as an excuse." ”

Su Shaoyuan shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to get up and say: "Ming Heng, Tan Lao is happy in his heart, so don't blow Tan Lao's face." ”

Zhang Xiang nodded slightly, Su Shaoyuan gave him a message, can he not do it?

If he doesn't do it, how can Tan Boyi get off the stage?

Zhang Xiang thought for a while, and then said: "Since everyone is so happy, I can't be disappointed, so I'll just make a song!" ”

Then, he walked to the center of the hall, pretending, shaking his head and walking up, looking up at Su Shaoyuan from time to time, and bowing his head from time to time to ponder, he really looked like a big word.

"Then I'll make a song "Fisherman's Pride"!"

"More than 70 years is a dream. Chaolai Shou Son and Sun Feng. There is no recuperation of sorrow. The heart does not move. There is a lot of weight here. Early years of the article for the world. Middle-aged Zen is suspicious. When the stone tower was built, there was not a single seam. Who is in along. Send him on earth..."

"More than 70 years of a true dream......"

“… Send him on earth..."

After Zhang Xiang finished, the audience was silent.

Su Shaoyuan was even more excited, thinking back on his life in the past 70 years, his heart was full of emotion, and he couldn't help laughing out loud: "Good, good, good, what a dream for more than 70 years......"