After this gentle female voice came.

Old Man Su froze for a moment, then turned around with a smile on his face, and said to the girl in white: "Hey, it's Xiaoyu'er who is here, you see I ate one, and I didn't eat more." ”

But for Old Man Su's sophistry, the girl in white became more and more ashamed: "The master said, you want to completely prohibit eating sweets, don't you know your current body?" ”

Wang Xie listened to the conversation between Su Xun and this new girl, and almost didn't laugh out loud, it seems that "the wicked still need the wicked to grind", and the old man Su is also a person who is afraid.

It's good that Wang Xie didn't smile, but when Wang Xie smiled, he quickly attracted Su Xun's attention.

Su Xun coughed lightly, gestured to Wang Xie with his eyes, and then said to the girl in white: "Xiao Yu'er, there are outsiders here, save me some face." ”

The girl named Xiao Yu'er came to her senses at this time, looked at Wang Xie with some apologies and said softly: "I'm sorry, this gentleman, I was a little worried about the teacher's body just now, and I was a little offended." ”

Looking at the girl in front of him, who has both the calmness of everyone's ladies and the intellectual beauty of Xiaojia Jasper, Wang Xie also smiled and bowed: "Yes, Old Man Su's body is the most important." ”

And Su Xun looked at the two people in front of him who were about to unite the front, and felt that something was wrong, so as soon as he rolled his eyes, he thought of a way to cause trouble.

Seeing that the two finished talking, Su Xun hurriedly coughed lightly, and when he saw that he had attracted the attention of the two, Su Xun spoke seriously again.

He first pointed to this girl named Xiao Yu'er, and Zhengse introduced to Wang Xie: "This little girl's name is Nan Jiayu, she is my closed disciple, and she is also a well-known talented girl." ”

Hearing Su Xun praise herself like this, Nan Jiayu's originally calm temperament finally revealed a trace of shyness that belonged to her age.

"Nanjia fish?" When Wang Xie heard Su Xun's introduction, he looked at the girl in front of him with some surprise: "You are Nanjiayu?" ”

"What, do you know Jiayu?" Looking at Wang Xie's appearance, Su Xun couldn't help but joke with a smile.

"I don't know, but I've heard of it." Wang Xie shook his head at Su Xun with a smile, and then said to Nan Jiayu: "I have read the content of your comments on the Internet and the content of Liaozhai, and it is very well written." ”

"The words of the family, you are smiling." Hearing Wang Xie's praise, Nan Jiayu also nodded modestly, and did not show anything else.

Su Xun looked at the little child in front of him, couldn't help but smile again, and then pointed to Wang Xie and said to Nan Jiayu: "As for this young man, his name is Wang Xie." ”

Su Xun didn't continue to introduce Wang Xie, but looked at Nan Jiayu's reaction with a smile.

"Wang Xie?" Nan Jiayu just chewed Wang Xie's name vigorously, and then seemed to remember something, and looked at the big boy in front of him in surprise: "Wang Xie?!" The Wang Xie who wrote "Yuan Xi", "Drizzle and Slanting Wind for Dawn Cold", and "Over the Acropolis Nanzhuang"? ”

Wang Xie saw that Nan Jiayu said all the poems he had circulated outside, and he couldn't help touching his nose with some embarrassment: "If there is no one else named Wang Xie, it should be me!" ”

Looking at the little disciple who finally had some color change, Su Xun couldn't help but smile at Wang Xie and said, "I, a disciple, have a lot of respect for your poems, and I have copied your poems many times at home." ”

"Master~"

Watching Su Xun expose his self-entertainment in the boudoir in front of this talented man who met for the first time, Nan Jiayu couldn't help but interrupt Su Xun's words a little shyly.

"Alright, alright, I'll not talk about it." Seeing that his little disciple was unusually shy, Su Xun also comforted the girl Jiayu.

However, Su Xun was still secretly happy in his heart, and finally covered up the fact that he ate pastries.

A few people exchanged a few words a little, and Su Xun also told Nan Jiayu about his invitation to Wang Xie to sit at home, and Nan Jiayu was also happy after hearing it, after all, Wang Xie was also one of her idols, so she also euphemistically expressed her willingness to participate.

Su Xun naturally agreed.

Just as a few people were chatting, another figure floated over.

"Old Su, why are you chatting here, I've been looking for you for a long time."

And Su Xun looked at the person who came, and replied kindly: "It turned out to be Xiao Sheheng, I thought it was who!" ”

The person who came was Sheheng.

When Sheheng finished dealing with the attentive people around him, he chatted with the elders who came to participate in the meeting, and then subconsciously looked for Wang Xie in the venue.

When she finally found the person she was looking for, she found that this man was chatting happily with Su Xunzheng, the master of the literary world, so she walked straight over.

However, in front of outsiders, Sheheng still hid his thoughts, but greeted Su Xun directly.

After Sheheng stood still, Su Xun felt that as an intermediary, it was necessary for him to introduce him first.

He pointed to Wang Xie and said to Sheheng: "Let me introduce you, this young man's name is Wang Xie, is..."

It's just that before Su Xun finished speaking, Sheheng interrupted him with a smile: "I know, our little [word father]." ”

Seeing Sheheng's performance, Su Xun was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he looked at the two with a smile: "What, you know each other." ”

She Heng glanced at Nan Jiayu next to him, and nodded dignifiedly: "Of course, old friend." ”

Su Xun looked at Sheheng, and then at Wang Xie who was smiling, and couldn't help laughing: "That's it, it's interesting, it's interesting." ”

Seeing that the atmosphere gradually became strange, the old Chengjing Su Xun also saw something, so he didn't plan to get involved in the affairs of the young man, he was going to retreat.

However, before retreating, Su Xun still pointed to the crystal cakes on the cold table and said: "By the way, Xiao Sheheng, where did you invite this master, the crystal cakes are really good, what is the name of his shop, I plan to bring some to the old woman of my family." ”

"If you like, I'll pack some for you to take with you." She Heng smiled and said to Su Lao: "But if you still want to eat in the future, then you have to ask our little [word father]." ”

"Huh? How so? Hearing Sheheng's words, Su Xun didn't want to leave again, he was a little curious.

"I asked a sister I knew to make these pastries." She Heng glanced at Wang Xie charmingly, and then said to Su Xun: "But this sister is the person in the house of our little [word father], if I didn't say that Wang Xie also came to the banquet today, I wouldn't have asked her to make a move." ”

"Huh? Zhongyuan's daughter still has this hand? Su Xun knew that Wang Xie's wife was Liu Zhongyuan's daughter, so he asked.

"Huh." Hearing Su Xun's question, Sheheng covered his mouth and chuckled: "It's not his eldest wife, it's her family's concubine, the chef of the Xie family banquet, Xie Huanhuan." ”

When Su Xun heard this, he was completely confused, he looked at Wang Xie, and then at Sheheng, who was obviously a little vinegary, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "People are not romantic boys!" ”

"Huanhuan is here too?" When Wang Xie heard Xie Huanhuan's name, he also understood, no wonder he had a familiar feeling when he ate these pastries.

It turns out that he eats it a lot.

"What, are you going to find Sister Huanhuan?" Looking at Wang Xie's stunned appearance, She Heng couldn't help but mention it.

"Forget it." Wang Xie shook his head, and then said with a wry smile: "Huanhuan is very professional, when she is in the kitchen, everything has to make way for work." I'd better wait for her to finish. ”

"Hmph, you know her." She Heng couldn't help but pout.

“……”

I don't know if it's because the place where they chat has good feng shui, or because Sheheng and Su Xun are here.

Anyway, while a few people were talking, someone came over again.

"Little [Word Father]? There are still people here who dare to call the father of words, and I really want to see it! ”

The man who came over was a young man of about 30 years old, who seemed to be dignified, but when he appeared, everyone almost frowned.

The person who came walked up to Wang Xie and the others, first arched his hand at Su Xun, and respectfully called "Su Lao." ”

After Su Xun frowned and said "um", the young man bowed his hand again, and then continued to say hello: "Miss Sheheng, it's still this girl, hello." ”

The young man seemed to be greeting everyone, but when he said Sheheng's name, he seemed to deliberately accentuate his tone.

Nan Jiayu didn't see any expression on his face, but nodded lightly to indicate that he understood. But a trace of disgust appeared on Sheheng's face, as if he hadn't heard the young man's greeting.

The young man didn't care, he immediately looked at Wang Xie's eyes full of provocation: "I don't know if this gentleman has any good works, he can be called a little [word father], can you let me learn too." ”

Looking at the young man who looked like a bull in estrus, Wang Xie was also inexplicably unhappy in his heart, but this was Sheheng's territory, and he was not good at smashing the field, so he just said with a straight face: "I am a songwriter, what poetry do you know there, the little [word father] is just joking." ”

When the young man heard Wang Xie's reply, the provocation on his face disappeared in an instant, and he turned to a look of contempt: "It's no wonder that you write songs." I've long heard that those who write songs often call themselves "Father of Words", which is ridiculous. But what you said is still good, what poetry can be understood by those who write songs! ”