"Everyone. ”

Fan Yingying walked to Chen Feng's side and looked at everyone present with a smile: "Last time, you shouted to see our new poet god in Rongcheng, and now that he is present, we will invite him to say a few words, how about it?"

This proposal, everyone, including Fan Wenliang, nodded in agreement.

"Hey. Chen Feng silently sighed in his heart.

originally promised Fan Yingying to come to the Writers' Association Conference, but he just wanted to come to eat and drink.

Who knows, a wave of unfinished loading and wave after wave, he is forced, and it is not possible to pretend to be big today.

Take the microphone.

Chen Feng pretended to ponder for a few seconds, and then said loudly:

"All of you here are my predecessors, thanks to your love, I would like to briefly say a few words about my feelings when I was reading and writing articles. ”

A pair of eyes looked at Chen Feng expectantly.

"The human heart is like a fertile field, which is nourished and grown.

The seedlings are irrigated with spring water, and the heart is raised with courtesy.

If you don't read for a day, you don't have any good ideas.

If I don't read for a month, my ears and eyes will be refreshed. ”

After reciting "Reading and Writing", Chen Feng said seriously: "The truth I realized is that if you want to write a good article, you must read more, as a member of the Writers' Association, I take reading as the joy of life, if I don't read for a day, I will feel uncomfortable!"

Bang Bang Bang!

's impassioned words drew applause from everyone in the audience.

"What the god of poetry said is so good!"

"I was so excited that I couldn't wait to go home and read now!"

"At a young age, my consciousness is much higher than mine, our Rongcheng is going to be a genius!"

"Listen to your words, read for ten years, join the Rongcheng Writers Association, and have no regrets in this life!"

In the excitement of everyone's discussion, a middle-aged man stood up, raised his fist, and shouted loudly: "The god of poetry is awesome, the god of poetry is mighty!"

As soon as he shouted like this, someone immediately shouted along with him.

"The god of poetry is awesome, and the god of poetry is mighty!"

"The god of poetry is awesome, and the god of poetry is mighty!"

More than 100 writers from the Rongcheng Writers Association stood up and shouted in unison, and the scene was quite spectacular.

People who don't know see it and think it's a pyramid scheme.

Fan Wenliang's emotions were also very excited.

He walked to the stage with Su Yunzi's support, and said solemnly: "Chen Feng is right, every one of us here should have such a spirit of reading, I will copy this poem and hang it up in our association to inspire you!"

Bang Bang Bang!

Fan Wenliang's suggestion won a round of applause from the audience.

Fan Yingying said with a smile: "At the same time, every poem Chen Feng wrote today will be sorted out on behalf of our magazine and published as a collection of poems, so as to become an example for you to learn." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

The applause in the box lasted for a long time.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with godlike eyes, and there was an endless stream of people who came up to ask for autographs and group photos.

Chen Feng himself didn't like this kind of scene, he frowned and stroked his forehead with his hand.

Fan Yingying noticed this detail and asked with concern, "Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you, are you not feeling well?"

Chen Feng pretended to nod: "It's a little headache." ”

"Then I'll take you to rest. Fan Yingying helped clear up the crowd.

Chen Feng opened one eye and closed one eye: "Then it will be troublesome Sister Yingying." ”

Fan Yingying saw that Chen Feng's body looked a little weak, so she let his head rest on his shoulder, supported his arm with his right hand, and helped him slowly walk out of the box.

Su Yunzi saw that Chen Feng was not feeling well, so she also followed.

"Brother Xiaofeng, are you okay?"

"I saw that his face was a little ugly, so I took him to the open room to rest first. ”

Fan Yingying frowned and said with self-reproach: "It's all my fault, Xiao Feng should not like this kind of scene to have a headache." ”

"Sister Yingying, I'm actually fine!"

Seeing Fan Yingying blaming herself, Chen Feng couldn't bear it when she heard it, and immediately stopped pretending to be sick.

"Xiao Feng, you don't have to hold on, just say it if you feel uncomfortable, if you really can't do it, I'll drive you to the hospital for a check-up now. ”

Chen Feng wanted to cry without tears this time: "Sister Yingying, I'm really fine, you see that I am alive and well, where do I look like I am sick?"

"Are you really okay?"

Fan Yingying was suspicious, and raised the back of her hand to put it on Chen Feng's forehead.

Chen Feng grabbed Yingyingyu's hand and smiled harmlessly: "I'm really fine, I don't believe you touch it more." ”

As he spoke, Chen Feng grabbed her hand and pressed it to various parts of her cheek, and then approached her neck.

"Xiaofeng......" Fan Yingying's cheeks blushed, obviously embarrassed, "Okay, I believe you're okay, you let go of me." ”

Chen Feng obediently let go of Fan Yingying's hand.

Fan Yingying pulled a strand of broken hair from her ear behind her ear, stared at Chen Feng for a few seconds, and suddenly pursed her lips and chuckled.

Chen Feng was puzzled: "Sister Yingying, why are you suddenly laughing at me?"

"I laugh at you for being cute. ”

A big man was praised for being cute, and Chen Feng always felt a little awkward.

"Sister Yingying, you can laugh at me for being handsome, you can laugh at me for being talented, but laughing at me for being cute, I always sound weird. ”

The smile on the corner of Fan Yingying's mouth was even worse: "What, you're not happy, you have a little temper?"

Chen Feng scratched the back of his head with a smile: "Then how dare I, what Sister Yingying says I am, I am what I am." ”

Fan Yingying's phone rang.

She answered the phone and said to Chen Feng and Su Yunzi with a smile: "Okay, you two go play, there is still something to do here, I have to deal with it first." ”

Chen Feng nodded.

When he came out of the box, he suddenly felt that the air outside was much fresher.

It was still early, Chen Feng took Su Yunzi for a walk outside, had lunch, watched a movie, and then went with her to pick up Su Xinyao from school.

As soon as he got out of the car, Chen Feng saw Su Xinyue walking out of the classroom with Su Xinyao.

"Brother Xiaofeng!"

Xiao Niluo threw herself into Chen Feng's arms and sucked the breath on his body.

Su Xinyue grabbed her collar and looked disgusted: "You still smell it, aren't you afraid of poisoning?"

"Brother Xiaofeng doesn't stink, it's fragrant. ”

Su Xinyue threw Su Xinyao's schoolbag into Chen Feng's hand: "What are you still doing in a daze, do you want to go to see Wuyi?"

"Yes, yes!" As soon as she heard Wuyi, Su Xinyao's eyes lit up.

Chen Feng asked curiously, "Who is Wuyi?"

Su Yunzi explained with a smile: "It is a singer from Rongcheng who made his debut in the talent show, and today he will go to the cruise ship by the East Lake to sing, and many little girls are fascinated by him." ”

Su Xinyao grabbed the corner of Chen Feng's clothes with both hands, and said coquettishly: "Brother Xiaofeng, you can also go and watch it with us~"

Chen Feng looked at Su Xinyue.

Su Xinyue turned her face away.

He raised his hand and rubbed Su Xinyao's little head dotingly: "Okay, let's go together, it just so happens that your sixth sister also wants to go." ”

Su Yunzi's eyes widened in surprise: "Brother Xiaofeng, how do you know that I am also an unintentional fan?"

"Your eyes are shining, I still don't know?" Chen Feng hooked his lips.