Chapter 40

(I work two shifts a day, not a better day, but there is a gap! Don't slander me! No!)

About two hours later, the car landed far away and came to the nearby Hangzhou city.

Hangzhou has a pleasant scenery and a clear breath, especially the breeze on the West Lake, which makes life quiet and elegant. This place has been the favorite place for scholars and poets to talk about poetry since ancient times.

Lu Yuan looked out of the window, a round of moonlight hung high in the night sky, under the night sky, a lantern floating on the edge of the West Lake, young men and girls around the West Lake, romantic and happy.

He was addicted to smoking.

He wants to smoke.

However, thinking that he was about to arrive at the destination, he shook his head and resisted the impulse of smoking.

Be restrained.

At least I can't walk into the scene of poetry fair with my cigarette in my mouth?

What a shame.

Quality!

I am a man of quality now.

At least now we have to pretend to be a person of quality. At least we can't lose face.

Lu Yuan shuddered.

"Here we are. Take a detour. Here's your name plate. Take it. I'll wait for you here."

"You don't go in together?" Lu Yuan took the driver's pass and touched it.

He's very delicate.

"No one is qualified to enter there..."

"Then I am..."

"Hahaha, don't look. If the people invited by the old man are not qualified, who else is qualified?" Looking at Lu Yuan a bit dazed, the driver couldn't help laughing.

He found the young man interesting.

The young man was not proud of the literati, and even modest and approachable.

Such young people are really rare in today's society.

"Oh, oh." Lu Yuan nods. After hearing the driver's words, he nods and doesn't care.

Of course, no one can enter the place of literati

A layman like myself

Tut tut.

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After getting off the bus, Lu Yuan went to a building named "cultural building" by the West Lake in front of him.

It was in this building that the poetry fair was held.

Lu Yuan originally thought that there should not be many people at the poetry fair, which was just a few dozens of literati. But when he was really close to the "cultural building", Lu Yuan found that there was a sea of people beside the building, and many reporters were talking about it in front of the camera.

It seems that this poem will be on TV.

Of course, Lu Yuan just sighed.

He doesn't think he can lead the pack in the poetry fair.

He knows himself.

"Brother, are you here for luck?"

"Ah?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Dongqiang. I'm a student in the Chinese Department of Yanda University, majoring in ancient Chinese poetry."

"Oh, oh, Hello, Hello, hello."

"Brother, you" what do you mean, old man? Why don't you talk? "

"Ah?"

Lu Yuan heard the old man on the phone a very speechless voice, and then he looked at the front door subconsciously.

Then I looked at the shocked old man in front of the couplet

He was a little embarrassed.

Just now, he was immersed in the plan of opening a hotel, and his whole mind was a bit off track

I feel that I have made a big black dragon for no reason. I even went to the wrong place

"I'm sorry, I'm in the wrong place I'm leaving I'll leave now... " After hanging up the phone, he apologized and turned to walk towards the front door.

"Stop, you are not in the wrong place! This is it! Come on, little brother. Here you are. What's your name The old man stood up and suddenly took Lu Yuan's hand. The whole man was very excited.

"Ah?" Lu Yuan is stunned and looks at the couplet again.

He blurted it out subconsciously.

It's also a coincidence that the second couplet was specially asked by his teacher to recite before he was born again in high school, saying that he might get the exam

Lu Yuan is naturally well-known.

But I didn't expect

Met here?

This shit luck

There is no one else

“……” Li Dongqiang, who is about to leave, stares at Lu Yuan in disbelief.

What's the situation?

Yes, it's coming out?

I didn't come out of the Chinese Department of Yanjing University. Did you have a tree major?

Wait a minute. I think I'm listening to what's on the front door?

What do you mean?

What's the special? He's a set group?Grass!

Is it disgusting to play a pig and eat a tiger?

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