At nine o'clock the next day, Xiao Chu drove to pick up the teacher and the teacher's wife, and went to Director Shi Dayuan's residence together.

My mother has a waist injury, so naturally she doesn't have to go, so my aunt stays with her.

Director Shi lives in an upscale community, and Shi Niang called her colleague, Director Shi's wife, Dang Yan, and Dang Yan personally came out to pick them up.

Xiao Chu handed over the gifts he had bought and the souvenirs that his aunt brought from his hometown.

Dang Yan had a good relationship with his mother, He Juan, and she didn't have anything to do with them, so she took them directly into the house.

Director Shi is in his fifties and close to sixty years old, and he is the first knife in the orthopedic department of the Third Hospital, but he looks like an ordinary little old man.

When he arrived, he was making tea, and he and Li Wenqian were also old acquaintances, so he happily asked them to sit down.

After chatting a few words, Dang Yan pulled Shi Niang and went to the balcony to see the flowers she raised.

Director Shi, Xiao Chu, and the teacher stayed in the living room.

Xiao Chu sincerely thanked Director Shi and was willing to leave the expert number to his mother, so that his mother could see the doctor so quickly.

In Director Shi's opinion, this is a trivial matter, and it is up to anyone to see a doctor, and it just so happens that there are no particularly serious patients in the hospital these days, and he needs to operate on it himself.

After chatting, when Li Wenqian said that Xiao Chu was a screenwriter with a high level of literature, Director Shi was very interested.

Because he is an old literary artist, although he studied medicine, he has been very interested in literature since high school, and now when he has nothing to do, he also likes to post poems written by himself in the circle of friends.

Immediately, the two added WeChat, and Director Shi also asked Xiao Chu to comment on him on the spot.

The first joint to save all the fallen officers and soldiers of the expeditionary force.

Shanglian: Sad, 800 Burmese River Harvest Bones;

Downlink: Zhuang, the annals of history lay the soul of heroes.

The second joint shows all the soldiers and soldiers, and praises the sacrificed General Dai Anlan.

Shanglian: abandon the home, 100,000 elite soldiers capture the distant Kou;

Downlink: Throw a pen from Rong, a cold warrior to build the Great Wall.

Xiao Chu was very surprised after reading the two couplets.

Generally, most of the middle-aged and elderly men who like to write poems and lyrics in the circle of friends are of average level, and many of them can only be regarded as limericks at best.

However, the two couplets written by Director Shi are very good in terms of content and rhyme, and they also conform to the rhythm of the couplet, which can be called a good product.

There are indeed levels.

Xiao Chu praised from the bottom of his heart.

Director Shi was not satisfied, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, I know Lao Li, although he sometimes likes to talk big, but he will never praise a person without any basis." ”

"Especially when he praises his children's backs like this. ”

"You've seen the old man's clumsy work, if you don't show it, I'm afraid it's not good, right?"

Even words like "old man" and "clumsy" have been used, and Director Shi seems to be really going to have an elegant exchange.

Li Wenqian encouraged: "Ah Chu, you should also show your hands, otherwise Director Shi will look down on the teacher." ”

"Your mother's illness, he may not be happy, and he will not treat you. ”

Director Shi smiled casually: "The illness will still look good, but if Comrade Xiao Xiao doesn't show his hand, I won't accept these things he brought, you have to take them back." ”

This means that if you don't show something, you will look down on him Lao Shi, and you won't have this friendship, you will be business-like, and you won't know anyone when you go out.

Xiao Chu smiled, this is also an interesting old man.

Okay, I've been cornered, and there's no way out.

"I'll be ugly with that kid, Shi Laorong will let me think about it. Xiao Chu smiled.

Director Shi waved his hand and said, "You think slowly, is a cup of tea enough?"

Xiao Chu said: "I don't need a cup of tea. ”

Director Shi was a little surprised, "Oh, so confident?"

Li Wenqian interjected: "Achu has always been anxious, Lao Shi, you can watch it." ”

Director Shi smiled indifferently: "Okay, then let's drink tea first and see if Xiao Xiao really doesn't need a cup of tea time to write." ”

Li Wenqian suddenly said with bad intentions: "Old Shi, do you want to make a bet and see if Ah Chu can write it in a cup of tea?"

Director Shi was full of interest and asked rhetorically, "High level?"

Li Wenqian: "High level!"

Director Shi: "How do you quantify the time, and how long is a cup of tea?"

Li Wenqian: "Even if it's half an hour, how about it?"

Director Shi: "Okay! What about the color head?"

Li Wenqian glanced at the high-grade Tieguanyin he had just put away, and said with a smile: "If I win, this can of Tieguanyin will be mine." ”

Director Shi was not timid at all, "What if you lose?"

Li Wenqian waved his hand and said, "Didn't you think about the 20-year-old bottle of Moutai in my study last time? ”

Director Shi gave a thumbs up and said: "Okay, you have a heroic spirit, your Moutai is much more valuable than my small pot of Tieguanyin, gamble!"

Then the two clapped their hands, and the bet was completed.

Xiao Chu watched the two of them play like two children, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

Li Wenqian and Director Shi both took their watches seriously, began to look at the time, and asked him, the key figure in the gambling fight, to think about him quickly, don't be stupid if you have nothing to do.

Well, it's not good.

Xiao Chu shook his head, walked to the sofa and sat down, thinking seriously.

Ten minutes later, he had already had a draft.

But seeing the seriousness of the two old men, he thought about it and decided to wait first.

It is not good for the teacher to lose, but it is even more inappropriate to win.

The time passed quickly while the teacher and Director Shi were making tea, and the teacher and Aunt Dang were looking at the flowers.

At twenty-seven or eight minutes, the two old men looked at him.

"Xiao Xiao, how's it, have you figured it out? I need a high level of oh, don't use limericks or pear blossom poems to deal with me. Director Shi teased.

Li Wenqian raised his eyebrows and said, "Ah Chu, you have actually thought about it a long time ago, right? With your talent and quick wit, you should have it in ten minutes." ”

The teacher still knows him.

However, Xiao Chu shook his head, "It's still a little close." ”

Time goes on.

Twenty-eight points.

Twenty-nine points.

Seeing that it was about to be half an hour, Li Wenqian was a little anxious.

Director Shi sat peacefully with a smile on his face.

"There are still ten seconds left, ten, nine, eight, seven......" Director Shi began the countdown.

When he counted to "one", Xiao Chu stood up and said with a smile: "There is!"

Li Wenqian was overjoyed.

Director Shi was not disappointed, it was good to be able to win Lao Li's bottle of Moutai, but he was even happier to see Xiao Chu write high-level things within half an hour.

That's what I wanted to see.

He asked, "Can you write calligraphy?"

Xiao Chu replied: "I have studied for a few years, but my writing is average." ”

Director Shi smiled and said: "Just know how to write, let's go, go to my study, where pen, ink, paper and inkstones are ready-made." ”

Then the three of them went to the study.

Director Shi took a pen for Xiao Chu, poured good ink, spread out the rice paper, and asked, "What do you write?" poems, lyrics, songs, or couplets?"

I patched it again, "It can't be what you wrote before, it's better that the content is related to today's events." ”

Xiao Chu replied with a smile: "Shi Lao, you wrote a couplet, then I will also write a couplet, and I will also write about the expeditionary force and General Dai Anlan." ”

"Also write General Dai Anlan?" Now Director Shi is really interested.

"Please Xiao Xiao!"

Xiao Chu was not reserved, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the rice paper.

Soon, a couplet appeared.

"Shanglian: A cold warrior actually follows Rong and directs the country, how can he be arrogant?"

"Xialian: The seven-foot man should swear to death, and the blood will spread the universe, who cares about the homeland and other countries!"

"General Dai Anlan, who was martyred in the expedition, ......"

Director Shi and Li Wenqian read half of the film by themselves, and then glanced at each other, and were shocked at the same time.