Chapter 2682 2684 [Second Poetry Meeting]

   "Yanxi, I heard from my cousin that the IPO of Jinmen Wanfa Company will end soon. We really don't want to invest?" Bai Xiuzhu asked Xiang Nandao.

   "How about this, I will accompany you to Jinmen on Sunday, and let's inspect Wanfa Company on the spot." Xiang Nan thought for a while and said, "If there is no problem in the inspection, invest, and if there is a problem in the inspection, don't be reckless."

  He saw that Bai Xiuzhu was very sad about investing in Wanfa, and had already proposed to invest twice, so she must have been bewitched by Wang Yufen's words.

   Reasoning alone is not enough to convince her, so I can only take her to Jinmen for a walk, and let her see the truth of Wanfa Company with her own eyes.

  For a mall veteran like him who is proficient in business, finance, and foreign trade, it is easy to get rid of Wanfa Company's pigtails.

   "Okay." Bai Xiuzhu nodded.

  …

  Saturday, Summer Palace.

  Xiang Nan and a group of poet friends gathered by the Kunming Lake.

   "Brother Yanxi, after the release of your new poem "I am a Wayward Child", it has caused a new wave of sensation~"

   "This poem has a strange and magnificent imagination and is full of innocence and childlike interest. It is really a very good poem. Brother Yanxi's talent really makes me admire~"

   "Brother Yanxi, I don't know what shocking work is coming out today, we are all looking forward to it~"

  Everyone surrounded Xiang Nan and laughed.

   "Everyone has praised you, I really don't dare to take it." Xiang Nan smiled humbly.

   While chatting, I saw Leng Qingqiu coming forward. Combing double ponytails and wearing a moon-white gown, she looks pure and agile.

  Xiang Nan walked forward with a smile, "Qingqiu, you are here."

   "Yes, Teacher Jin." Leng Qingqiu nodded.

   "Sit first~" Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Eat something first, the poetry will start right away~"

   Today's poetry meeting is still sponsored by Xiang Nan, and it only costs one or two hundred oceans. The food is a relatively rare buffet at that time, and there are mostly pastries, fruits, red wine, soft drinks and the like.

   Leng Qingqiu nodded.

  Xiang Nan immediately chose coffee and pastries for her, both of which she loved before.

   Seeing this, Leng Qingqiu was naturally grateful and ate happily.

   "This buffet has a special flavor." A friend laughed, "At the shore of Kunming Lake, while enjoying the scenery of the lake and mountains, you can taste delicious pastries at the same time. The beautiful scenery is delicious, and the food is sweet and delicious. It's really enjoyable."

   "It's not a big deal. When it's winter and it's snowing heavily, we'll also learn from "Dream of Red Mansions". It's really elegant to roast venison while making snow poems." Xiang Nan laughed.

   "That's right, that's right."

   "Not bad, not bad, Brother Yanxi has good taste~"

   Everyone praised.

  …

   "Today's poetry meeting, according to the following, should be about autumn scenery." Xia Liangzu got up and said, "I suggest that everyone don't rush to write poems, but walk around and have a look.

   Only by holding the beauty of the autumn scenery in your chest, can you express your feelings directly and have something to say. Otherwise, it will not only waste this beautiful autumn scenery, but also waste your talents. "

   "Xia Weng's words are very good. In my opinion, let's go shopping first and meet here in an hour." Hearing what he said, everyone immediately echoed, and then swam in twos and threes.

   "Qingqiu, let's go shopping too." Xiang Nan invited Leng Qingqiu with a smile.

   Leng Qingqiu nodded, and swam with Xiang Nan's arms.

   This is the first time that Xiang Nan is alone with her. In fact, this opportunity was deliberately arranged by him. The reason why Xia Liangzu suggested to let everyone go shopping first, and then come back to write poems was Xiang Nan's instruction.

  Xiang Nan knew that the opportunity was rare, so he naturally used all his skills, not only made Leng Qingqiu laugh from ear to ear, but also displayed a gentlemanly demeanor.

  For example, he helped Leng Qingqiu while climbing a mountain, and when he saw her cold, he took off his suit and waited for her. Such small and caring actions also captured Leng Qingqiu's heart step by step.

   "Qingqiu, let's go boating in the lake." He invited with a smile.

   "Sure." Leng Qingqiu nodded.

  The two of them immediately boarded the boat, rippling in the blue waves.

   "Qingqiu, I wrote a song, can I sing it to you?" Xiang Nan laughed.

   "Mr. Jin, you can write songs, okay." Leng Qingqiu nodded and smiled.

  Xiang Nan coughed lightly, then began to sing.

"Let's paddle together

  The boat pushes away the waves

  The sea reflects the beautiful White Tower

   Surrounded by green trees and red walls

  …

  The fish in the water look at us

   Quietly listen to our happy singing

  The boat floats gently in the water

  Cool wind is blowing head-on”

  Xiang Nan's singing voice is melodious and melodious, and the lyrics are beautiful and moving. Just like this situation, Leng Qingqiu can't help listening to it.

   "Good, good, really good, Mr. Jin, you are really talented." After singing, Leng Qingqiu couldn't help applauding.

  Xiang Nan smiled slightly, "Okay, it's been almost two hours, let's go back."

   "Yes." Leng Qingqiu nodded.

  …

  After returning to Wenchang Pavilion, everyone officially began to write poems.

   "Qingqiu, try writing too." Xiang Nan laughed.

  Leng Qingqiu nodded, and after a while, he also wrote a poem.

  Everyone began to chant immediately, each of which has its own advantages, of course there are also sour words, so you can make a laugh.

   Then it was Leng Qingqiu's turn, and she chanted softly, "The red leaves are lonely for who is old, and the white hair is always pitiful. Don't blame the west window under the cold moon, the vague old things have passed through the years."

   "Okay, it's really good." After listening to her chanting, everyone present clapped their hands.

   "It's amazing to have such talent at such a young age~"

   "It is really rare to be able to write such good poems at such a young age."

   "At such an age, with such talent, it's really not easy."

   "I don't think there will be an extra female scholar in the capital's literary world. Good, good, good, the revitalization of the poetry world is expected."

  Everyone said in admiration.

   Leng Qingqiu was praised by them, so she was naturally happy and proud, her little face flushed red.

   "Brother Yanxi, it's your turn. I don't know what masterpieces you have today?"

   "I didn't come to the last poetry meeting, and I didn't hear your new poems at the first time. I still regret it."

   Everyone laughed.

   "Okay, just listen to me." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "My song is "Qinyuanchun·Autumn""

"Independent and cold autumn, the north wind is bitter, in front of Longevity Mountain. Seeing the mountains are red and the forests are dyed; the river is clear and green, and hundreds of boats compete for the flow. Eagles hit the sky, fish fly in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom. Feeling melancholy, Oh dear lord, who domains the fate of this world?

  Brought hundreds of couples to travel, recalling the past years. Qia, a classmate, is young and in full bloom; he is full of scholarly spirit, scolding Fang Qiu. Pointing to the country, encouraging the writing, the dung soil was once tens of thousands of households. Have you ever remembered that when the current hits the water, the waves hold back the flying boat? "

  After listening to Xiang Nan's recitation, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, not even daring to say "good".

  Because the boldness of this poem is too great, "Ask the vast land, who is responsible for the ups and downs", just this one sentence overwhelms all the autumn poems and autumn poems they just said about the sorrow of spring and autumn, and thinking about people when they see things.

  Even Leng Qingqiu felt very excited after listening to it, "Pointing out the country, encouraging the writing, the dung and dirt were once thousands of households", it is really wonderful, and it raised her spirits.

  (end of this chapter)