The Asian Literature Tea Party is a fairly high-level literary event, and after Tang Mu got the invitation, he hesitated.

If he has real talent and learning, and he is full of economy, he will go.

But the key problem is that he doesn't, although he has been working hard to improve his literary cultivation in the past few years, but to be honest, now he has one hundred and fifty years of skill with Xiao Qiushui, but before he competes with others, he doesn't know how powerful he is.

He was a little worried.

However, after hesitating, Tang Mu still decided to go.

Either way, he wanted to see what this Asian-level tea party was really like.

After deciding, the day before the tea party began, Tang Mu took a plane to the tea party location.

It is a beautiful town in China, the town is simple, clean, there are mountains and rivers, and there are windmills rotating in the water, which makes this summer look a little more cool.

When you walk into the town, you can see some quaint buildings everywhere, some of which have been mottled, but they still feel so eye-catching.

After Tang Mu came here, he lived in an antique inn.

Of course, although it is an antique inn, all the facilities inside are complete, which makes it very comfortable to live in.

He arrived at three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and when he arrived, he had nothing to do, so he sat quietly reading under the window of the inn, and there were not many guests in the inn, and when these people came in, they did not make a lot of noise like they went to other hotels.

So everything is so calm and peaceful, that people want to be immersed in such an environment forever.

The innkeeper is a man in his thirties, with long hair, quite an artist, Tang Mu doesn't know much about him, only knows that he is a painter, and then he likes it after coming to this town, and finally opens an inn, which is a foregone conclusion.

Draw every day and receive a guest who is pleasing to your eyes.

Tang Mu feels that this boss is very literary and artistic, and he lives a life that many people yearn for, but this kind of life is not something that everyone has the courage to do.

There are too many worldly things, and no one can get rid of them, such as himself, he has many things that he can't give up, so he can't be like this boss.

Time passed slowly, and when dusk came, the boss sat in front of Tang Mu, and then handed him a painting, Tang Mu was a little surprised, and after taking a look, he found that the boss had painted himself, and the painting was lifelike.

"It's amazing."

When he saw this painting, Tang Mu had an impulse to sign him to work for his company, because their company was going to do some animation industry sooner or later, and even he had this plan.

However, he was worried that if he spoke out, it might ruin the person's peaceful life.

He gave up everything because he liked it, so why should he drag him into the world?

The two talked about a cup of tea, and then the boss slowed down his own affairs again, Tang Mu sat in front of the window and watched the scenery outside for a while, when the sun set, it was beautiful like a painting.

And at this time, two people suddenly walked in at the door, and after these two people came in, they immediately found Tang Mu.

"Tang Mu Xiaoyou ......"

Tang Mu was stunned for a moment, because few people called him like this, he turned his head and looked over, and then he saw Wen Beizhuang and Bi Luohuang.

These two people are both masters in the Chinese literary world, after seeing the two of them, Tang Mu immediately understood what was going on, and the two of them also came to participate in the tea party.

"Elder Wen, Elder Huang." Bi Luo Huang is actually called Huang Bi Luo, but he likes to pronounce his name in reverse, so everyone follows him and calls him Bi Luo Huang.

The two walked over to Tang Mu, Tang Mu hurriedly poured tea for them, and after the three of them sat down, Wen Lao smiled and said, "You also come to the tea party?" ”

Tang Mu nodded a little embarrassedly: "I am a shallow learner, and I am fortunate to be invited, I am really ashamed, for fear of making a fool of myself." ”

This is a set of modest rhetoric, and Wen Beizhuang laughed after hearing it: "As the new favorite of today's popular literature, if you say this, then there is no other author to live." ”

The modest words were said, and no one took it seriously, at least Wen Beizhuang and Bi Luohuang didn't take it seriously, so after greeting for a while, they talked about other things.

Chatting and chatting, Wen Beizhuang suddenly proposed that this town was very beautiful, and he wanted to go around, and let Tang Mu be the messenger of the elderly, this mission was quite arduous, Tang Mu did not dare to refuse, and hurriedly agreed.

When the three of them came out, the sunset on the horizon was beautiful, there were not many people on the streets of the town, everyone came and went very calmly, and they did not swarm around because of their different identities.

It was a feeling that made them all feel comfortable.

Tang Mu took two elderly people around, sometimes he would drive to a place, and then get out of the car and walk around when he arrived at the place, the scenery in the town was good, and the outside was even more beautiful.

The three of them were a little lingering.

For Tang Mu, he has been busy during this time, and he is in the mood to go to a place to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and he originally told Wen Ya to take a few days to travel every year, but looking at the busy appearance this year, I am afraid that I will miss the appointment.

I knew that the scenery here was so beautiful, so I brought gentleness.

Tang Mu felt a little sorry in his heart, but he was helpless, he could only think that when he would come, he would definitely bring Wen Ya here.

The three of them played for a long time, and when they returned to the inn again, it was already past ten o'clock.

At ten o'clock, the town was still brightly lit and many shops were still open, which surprised them, but it was really indescribable to be able to see the lights in the dark night.

Because they played for several hours, Wen Beizhuang and Bi Luohuang's bodies were a little unbearable, so they immediately went back to the room to rest after they came back.

It was Tang Mu, but the more he played, the more excited he became, after sending Wen Beizhuang and Bi Luohuang back to the room, he walked alone on this exquisite street, watching a few pedestrians enter the store, watching them talk, and after walking a few steps forward, an oncoming couple was holding hands and walking this way, the girl shook her arms, and the boy smiled and accommodated her......

In the middle of the night, dark clouds suddenly covered the sky over the town, and when Tang Mu came back, there were fewer people in the town, and many shops were closed one after another, but the street lights on both sides of the street were still on.

Tang Mu walked back to the inn like this, and suddenly felt that the feeling was very strange, like loneliness.

At that moment, he actually felt lonely.

It's a strange feeling, and if you're immersed in the feeling of loneliness all the time, it's unbearable, but once in a while, it's a very different experience.

(End of chapter)