If Xu Wenhua said that his poems were inspired by Yuejianglou and sung in the future, people might think of Yuejianglou by the way, which would have a certain advertising effect.

Wang Changfa's face froze, he spent so much money, why didn't Xu Wenhua play according to the routine?

"Mr. Xu, what do you mean by this?" Wang Changfa's tone was also a little bad, not only was he late, but he also said that the food was not delicious, and now he directly dismantled the stage, which was completely untrustworthy.

The readers present looked at each other and felt that Xu Wenhua was a little excessive.

"What do I mean?" Xu Wenhua stood up and slammed out a hundred taels of silver, "You mercenary businessmen, just a hundred taels want to buy my integrity?" Tell you, poetry is sacred, and it can never be tainted by money!"

Xu Wenhua's words were loud, and the readers present were instantly instigated, yes, everything is inferior, only reading is high, but he came to Yuejianglou as a trust for a little money, it's not worth it!

"Mr. Xu said it well!"

"Mr. Xu regards money as dung, and we are not rare for these stinky money!"

Many readers began to respond.

Wang Changfa was so angry that he trembled, then don't accept it at the beginning, at the last moment, the cliff is to receive the benefits of the four or five book clubs, so two-sided and three-stabbed, and he is so embarrassed to say that he is temperamental!

But Xu Wenhua took the timing right, and Wang Chang found that it was too late to say anything, and the poetry conference that had been organized with a lot of money was about to turn yellow.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded: "Since it is a poetry conference, let's still taste poetry, don't talk about unrelated topics." Just now I was reading a book in Yuejianglou, and I felt that I got a song, and I hope you can advise. ”

Wang Changfa followed the sound, who else could it be if the person who spoke was not Qin Fei?

Although Wang Changfa respects Qin Fei very much, but now his eyebrows are burned, what kind of poems do you still taste?

Besides, as soon as Xu Wenhua's Congrong poems came out, they were imposing and invincible, and ordinary poems were not enough to read.

Wang Changfa sighed helplessly.

The rest of the scholars also have strange faces, and now they are writing poems, isn't it self-inflicted?

But Qin Fei didn't care too much, and chanted to himself: "The three watches are lit and the five watches are the time when the men are studying." The black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was silent.

I thought that Qin Fei was here to be funny, but he never thought about only twenty-eight words, but he did his best to show the diligence and bitterness of the readers.

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"My generation of scholars should take this poem as their motto. ”

Although Wang Changfa is a businessman, he is also a Confucian businessman who likes to read, and he instantly knows the quality of this poem, which is different from Xu Wenhua's poem, and it can be said that it has its own merits, and even because Qin Fei's poem is closely related to the theme of reading, the importance of learning is even higher.

The son's godfather didn't admit it in vain, he gave more effort at the critical moment, he knew that Qin Fei was so good at composing poetry, and he asked Xu Wenhua to fuck his fart, Wang Changfa took the lead and applauded.

Xu Wenhua's expression changed, the premise for him to dismantle the stage must be to become the leader of this poetry conference, otherwise the taste will change.

But I didn't expect to suddenly kill a Cheng to bite the gold, this poem is so well written, Xu Wenhua can't think of a better poem to fight back for a while, it's a matter of his reputation, so he has to find a way to get back to the field.

With an idea, Xu Wenhua said: "This little brother is an eye-catcher, I don't know where he is tall, what to call him?"

"Qin Fei, it doesn't matter if your eyes are raw, just cook the fat sausage in your mouth, I'm the chef in charge of this banquet. Qin Fei's answer had the meaning of secretly scolding Xu Wenhua for eating inside and out.

"It turned out to be a cook!" Xu Wenhua swallowed the fat intestine in his mouth, looking a little contemptuous, "I want to ask you, this poem was obviously written by me a month ago, and it was not published to outsiders, why did it appear in your hands?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, could it be that this cook copied poems?

That's right, how could a cook write such a good poem, otherwise how would it be embarrassing for us who study hard!

Xu Wenhua is a leader in the industry, and there are naturally more people who believe in him than people who believe in an outsider, and the readers are all indignant: "It turned out to be copied, and the next work is made." ”

"This poetry meeting is really disgusting, I didn't come to participate if I knew it!"

Wang Changfa was stunned and furious, this Xu Wenhua wanted to use his own fame to suppress Qin Fei, it was too shameless: "Xu Wenhua, you deceive people too much!"

"What, Boss Wang doesn't believe it, you can send someone to go to the study with me to get the original manuscript." Xu Wenhua shook his fan, if he really wanted to go, he could send someone to prepare in advance, so he didn't have to worry about it at all.

Wang Changfa was so angry that he was about to explode, who said that scholars are pedantic, and there are more bad eyes.

However, Qin Fei was not angry, but smiled: "Mr. Xu is amazing, I can see at a glance that I copied the poem, I don't know if this poem has copied yours, Mr. Xu, you can help listen to it." ”

Qin Fei paused: "As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened, the sky and clouds and shadows wander together. ”

Qin Fei only read the first two sentences, and stopped reading the last two sentences.

These two verses describe the scenery, and although the technique is sophisticated, there are countless scenery verses that can be compared, and there is nothing surprising.

Xu Wenhua snorted coldly: "I didn't write it, but I can't keep you from copying someone else's." ”

If Xu Wenhua said that he wrote it, he would inevitably be asked to read out the last two sentences.

Qin Fei was noncommittal and continued: "Then I will recite it in its entirety." ”

"Half an acre of square pond is opened, and the sky and clouds and shadows wander together. Ask the canal to be as clear as promised, for there is a source of living water!"

Originally, the readers thought it was ordinary, but as soon as the last two sentences came out, the readers present shivered together, and the dishes and chopsticks fell off the table.

The first two sentences of this poem are written about the undisturbed scenery, and the last two sentences turn sharply, pointing out an earth-shattering truth.

Why is the water in the canal so clear, because there is a source of living water that keeps coming.

This poem does not mention the word reading throughout the poem, but it reveals the true meaning of living to learn from all the time, such as the gradual rise of the wind of Longguo science today, this poem can become a masterpiece!

The readers present were excited, got up and saluted Qin Fei: "Mr. Qin's poems are deafening, and I have been taught at the end, from now on, I must study hard!"

Xu Wenhua opened his mouth, his face was pale, as a relatively successful reader, how could he not know the weight of this poem, it is definitely a famous poem!

"What, I suddenly remembered, this is my work in the early years!" Xu Wenhua was anxious, so he repeated the trick.

"Get out!" Before Qin Fei could speak, the readers scolded, "I obviously denied it before, but now I admit that the faces of the readers have been lost by you!"

"I also used Mr. Xu as an example, but now it seems that it is really disgusting!"

"Xu Wenhua, from now on, I will cut off my robe with you!"

Some people also asked Qin Fei about the creation of these poems, and Qin Fei said: "I copied it." ”

"Xu Wenhua, I lost my mother!" The readers thought that Qin Fei was talking angrily, so they hugged him and scolded Xu Wenhua again.

After all, the encroachment of knowledge is one of the things that readers hate the most.

"I really copied it. ”

The grumpy scholar rolled up his sleeves and simply beat Xu Wenhua.

Qin Fei saw that Xu Wenhuaxiang had been beaten out and avoided his life, so he had no choice but to admit it: "What I wrote, I wrote it." ”

Only then did the readers give up satisfied.

It is said that Xu Wenhua came to dismantle the stage and destroy the poetry conference, but his face was swollen, and from now on, he will be spurned by the Yunjiang academic community.

The more Wang Changfa thought about it, the more happy he felt, and he laughed heartily, like a child of more than 180 pounds.

Wang Changfa hurriedly came to Qin Fei's side: "Brother Qin, you are too good, my brother can't repay it, I want to give you twenty percent of the shares of Yuejiang Tower!"

With Qin Fei's two hand-me-down poems, Yuejianglou will become famous, and if you don't believe that business can't get up, besides, Wang Changfa also listened to his son and his craftsmen say that Qin Fei provided a new printing technology that can greatly reduce costs, and it is completely worth these two shares!

This father and son are really good at being people, so Qin Fei likes to deal with them, and after some excuses, he really can't refuse, so he laughs at them.

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(Today's mentality is a bit broken.,The rhythm is out of order.,The second chapter was written like shit and deleted.,Only one chapter was posted today.,I'm really sorry.) ）