As Li Zijing said, the third day will be very busy.

Professor Huang Bingtian wants to meet, Mr. Director also wants to meet, and his mother also wants to meet.

To be honest, Li Yun was a little surprised by the resignation of his mother Ye Yi, you must know that it is the place where she has worked for nearly 30 years, and the relationship is quite deep, but I didn't expect to say that I would not do it.

Where is it said that you can give up the relationship for so many years, you must have encountered something that could not be compromised before you picked on it.

In short, I'm afraid I'm going to be really busy the day after tomorrow.

But Li Yun thought about it, since he was so busy the day after tomorrow, he would arrange all the things about meeting people the day after tomorrow, and get it done together, so he notified Yang Chenghao to come and get the song the day after tomorrow.

Yang Chenghao readily agreed, even if he called him in the early morning, he would be there immediately.

Li Yun listened to Yang Chenghao's eager and somewhat strange voice, and felt a little hairy in his heart, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

I'm afraid that this thing has changed in my heart after being greened...

On the third day, Li Yun was waiting for the arrival of distinguished guests in the office.

met Huang Bingtian, and also met the director Yang Guangcheng and Yan Ying.

This is the first time Li Yun has met the director and the director of the poetry conference, they all look elegant and full of bookishness.

There is no imaginary 'official authority' aura.

Li Yun still put on that standard kind smile, simple and close.

"A few people came to the Humble House, so that the Humble House is full of brilliance..."

"Hahaha, Li Xiaoyou said and laughed..."Huang Bingtian said with emotion: "These days, I think about Li Xiaoyou day and night, tossing and turning, and I can't sleep at night..."

Li Yun's face suddenly stiffened, and the chrysanthemum tightened.

Tossing and turning, sleepless nights are a few meanings...

"This..."

"Hahahaha, Li Xiaoyou, your poetry is really good..."

"Uh..."

Li Yun breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was because of poetry, but it was okay.

"Several of my friends have appreciated it, and they all think that your poems are more than enough in textbooks." Huang Bingtian didn't talk much, and went straight to the topic and said: "Don't talk about those residual poems, can you sell us those complete poems?" Textbooks... We're out four million, all packed! ”

Pack them all into textbooks!

Million!

Two houses!

A set of the outer ring of the capital!

The price makes it worthless... Law refused.

"Done!"

Li Yun agreed on the spot.

"That's good..."

Huang Bingtian was also a little moved.

Li Yun actually agreed so quickly.

Originally, Huang Bingtian thought that he would have to spend a lot of words, to be honest, four million is already the largest amount within his authority, buy these poems, and then write a report and make an announcement.

And four million, for Li Yun, does he care?

I don't care, a person who has made almost 100 million, four million, does he really care?

can agree so decisively, definitely not because of money, but because I want to spread my ancient poems and let more people know the charm of ancient poems.

Li Yun, you are such a person!

Not for fame and fortune, just for an acre of land in my heart.

That's art.

What a pure man...

Yang Guangcheng on the other side also had a complicated face.

There aren't many young people like that anymore.

They had also heard Huang Bingtian talk about Li Yun before.

said that he was a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune, a person who had lost his low-level tastes.

Beneath the peaceful, even somewhat humble shell, there is the soul of a great artist.

At first, Yang Guangcheng was a little unimpressed, thinking that Huang Bingtian was overrated, but now that he sees it, he finds that Huang Bingtian's evaluation seems to... There's nothing wrong with that.

Does he look like someone in the entertainment industry? It's not, I can't see any profit-seeking in him, it can be seen from his movie-making behavior, he doesn't leave any publicity and distribution, all of it is reserved for production funds, it doesn't look like he is pursuing profit.

Does he look like a man in the literary circle? It's not like, he doesn't have the kind of lonely, arrogant eyes and temperament looking at the ground in the sky, he is not stingy in spreading art, even if he has super high artistic talent, he is not arrogant, and there is no one in his eyes.

He is just like he looks, with an ordinary temperament, like a young man everywhere.

It's more like a messenger sent by another world to spread culture.

He has a unique temperament.

That's right, it's back to basics.

Everything is hidden in the heart, not outwardly...

Seeing this, Yang Guangcheng suddenly understood Li Yun's image.

A back-to-basics artist.

Li Yun's image began to grow taller in their hearts.

And Li Yun is smiling, but there is a little more in this smile... Excited.

Yes, it's excitement.

With these four million, and then seven miscellaneous points, you can have a whole suite in the capital again.

Comfortable, really comfortable.

Subsequently, Li Yun gave names to these poems, namely "Nian Nujiao, Chibi Nostalgia", "Difficult to Travel", "Out of the Stop", and "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water".

Then it is compiled by Huang Bingtian and other language experts, and at the same time, it will also analyze the poems, the origin, and the mentality of Li Yun, the original author, and then use it as an exam question...

"This is Director Yang and Director Yan..."

Huang Bingtian introduced the two people.

At this moment, Yan Ying bowed to Li Yun on the spot, and to be honest, she startled Li Yun.

Why did you suddenly bow.

"Director Yan..."

"I apologize to you first, it was my wrong arrangement at the Huaxia Poetry Conference." Yan Ying said with a serious face: "Zhou Qiuye is my niece, and I arranged for her to ask you questions." ”

Wow! It turned out that you old woman had to make me almost make a fool of myself at the Huaxia Poetry Conference.

Li Yun did not fluctuate on the surface, but in his heart he greeted her ten thousand times.

"Uh... It's nothing. ”

"So what's wrong, I bear it myself, I really don't have to let the poetry lovers of all China bear it, they don't have to bear this..."

"Hmm..."

"So Mr. Li, I beg you, can you tell me the second half of the difficulty of Shu Dao, I can pay, as long as it is within my bearing, you can..."

Yan Ying looked at Li Yun with a wistful expression.

Poetry lovers throughout China also include her.

The second half of the difficulty of Shu Dao.

She was curious.

For this reason, she almost couldn't sleep at night, wanting to know what the next section of the Shu Dao Difficulty would be.

Not only Yan Ying, but Huang Bingtian also wanted to know.

Huang Bingtian felt that if the next paragraph of this song 'The Difficulty of Shu Dao' could be completed, it would definitely be at the level of being able to go to the textbook.

After thinking about it, Huang Bingtian suddenly discovered something.

It's not just 'the difficulty of Shu Dao', other residual poems and broken poems, if they are made up...

It's also a textbook level!

Huang Bingtian looked at Li Yun's somewhat embarrassed expression and muttered.

"He's such a monster."

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Chapter 162, None... Law refused