"Qingqiu, you sit down, don''t be constrained." After seeing everyone, Xiang Nan arranged for Qingqiu to sit down, "What would you like to drink, soda or coffee?"
"Anything is fine." Leng Qingqiu said slightly awkwardly.
"Then let''s have a cup of coffee. It''s a bit too cold to drink soda in this weather." Xiang Nan smiled and then ordered a cup of coffee for her.
"Hmm~" After the coffee was delivered, Leng Qingqiu took a sip, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.
"What''s wrong?" Xiang Nan asked concernedly when he saw this.
"It''s okay~" Leng Qingqiu shook his head, drank the coffee like a bitter pill, and then pretended to be nonchalant.
“Hey, little fool, coffee needs to be added with sugar and milk to make it taste better.” Xiang Nan explained with a smile, “Here, I’ll add it for you.”
As he spoke, he added two spoons of sugar and a few spoons of milk for her, "Try it again and see how it tastes?"
?Leng Qingqiu suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He quickly picked up the coffee and took a sip. The taste was indeed much better, with a strange aroma.
"Let''s try some more snacks. This is tiramisu, this is chocolate mousse, this is fruit milk pudding..." Xiang Nan introduced with a smile.
? No girl can resist sweets, not to mention that these Western snacks are not only unique in shape, but also very delicious in taste. They are much more delicious than the Badajia, Saqima and Mi Sandao in Daoxiangcun and Guishunzhai.
After trying Leng Qingqiu, it was so delicious that I couldn’t stop eating it. Later, I was really shy, so I just tried it briefly.
…
Poetry gathering, eating and drinking is not a trivial matter, reading poems is the serious matter.
?Poets came on stage one after another to recite their works for everyone to comment on.
??Except for the newcomer Leng Qingqiu, the people who can be invited by Xinmin Times are all famous people in the industry.
After all, this meeting was organized by Xiang Nan behind the scenes. The purpose was to hold the moon for all the stars, set up a stage for poetry, and Xiang Nan to sing opera.
??If the people who serve as foils are too bad, and they are all just a bunch of losers, they will not be able to set off Xiang Nan.
?Leng Qingqiu listened to everyone''s works and felt that they were quite good, which really gained her a lot of knowledge.
“Brother Yan Xi, please tell us what new works he has written recently~” The atmosphere of the poetry meeting became more and more intense, and when it reached its climax, Cai Hongwen, editor of Xinmin Times, said with a smile.
“Hey, with all the seniors here, how can I dare to show my embarrassment.” Xiang Nan waved his hand and said with a smile.
“Hey, brother Yanxi, don’t hide your clumsiness, we are all ears to listen to your masterpiece~”
“That’s right, Brother Yanxi is a new talent in today’s poetry world. His poetry attainments are quite good, so he should show off his talents.”
"Brother Yanxi, don''t be too modest. There is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. Poetry is a journey, who cares about the seniors and the juniors?"
Everyone laughed.
"Well, in that case, I will read my new poem." Upon seeing this, Xiang Nan stood up and said, "''I am a willful child''."
"Maybe
I am a child spoiled by my mother
I am willful
I hope
Every moment
They are all as beautiful as colored crayons
…
I want to be on the earth
Paint all the windows
Let all eyes accustomed to darkness
They are all used to the light
…
I am only me
My fingers and wounds
?Only tear up the pieces
Beloved white paper
Let them go looking for butterflies
Let them disappear from today”
Xiang Nan chanted slowly, his voice full of magnetism.
Everyone was looking at him intently, listening to his new poem.
?Leng Qingqiu’s face was filled with admiration. Such a fresh and touching poem is so beautiful and romantic.???…
“Okay, this new poem by Brother Yanxi is really good. My favorite line is ‘I want to fill the earth with windows, so that all the eyes that are accustomed to darkness will become accustomed to light.’ It’s really interesting.”
"Yanxi Brother''s "Generation", in just two lines, describes the characteristics of a generation. Now this new poem is a call for light, innocence, and beauty. Good poetry, good poetry."
"Brother Yan Xi''s new poem is natural, not deliberately sculpted, full of emotion and rich imagination. When you read it slowly, a simple and pure beauty comes to life on the page. After careful reflection, the profoundness in its simplicity lingers in your heart. "
After reciting the new poem, everyone praised it one after another.
"Thank you, thank you~" Xiang Nan smiled modestly and said, "Okay, I''ve already started to introduce some ideas, seniors, please continue~" After saying that, he sat down.
“Teacher Jin, your poem is so well written.” Leng Qingqiu said with admiration.
?Such a poem full of innocence, childishness and profound meaning, she couldn''t even think of the idea, let alone write it out.
“This compliment from you makes me happier than a hundred compliments from others.” Xiang Nan said with a smile.
Leng Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, then blushed.
…
At five o''clock, the poetry meeting ends.
Xiang Nan and Leng Qingqiu said goodbye to everyone at the door of the hotel.
The driver Dehai drove the Ford car Xiang Nan was sitting in to the door.
"Qingqiu, how are you going home?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile.
“I can just hire a car myself.” Leng Qingqiu replied.
"That''s too much trouble. Get in the car and I''ll give you a ride." Xiang Nan smiled.
“No need, Teacher Jin, why bother you.” Leng Qingqiu waved his hand.
"No trouble, it''s just a matter of time. Come on up." Xiang Nan invited.
?Leng Qingqiu hesitated for a moment, but finally got into the car.
“Where do you live?” Xiang Nan asked again.
“Luohua Hutong.” Leng Qingqiu said with some shame.
The east of Yanjing city is rich, the west is noble, the south is poor, and the north is humble. Luohua Hutong is in the south, where ordinary people live. In comparison, the Jin family lived in the west of the city, where dignitaries lived.
"Dehai, Luohua Hutong." Xiang Nan immediately ordered, and the car started and drove towards Luohua Hutong.
This is the first time Leng Qingqiu has taken a car. It feels more comfortable and faster than a rickshaw. Moreover, the car is so beautiful and has a light fragrance, which is really intoxicating.
"How about it, Qingqiu, I went to the meeting today and gained a lot, right?" Xiang Nan said with a smile.
“Yeah.” Leng Qingqiu nodded, “Those seniors wrote very good poems, and their comments were also very accurate. I felt that I benefited a lot from listening to them.”
"So, you should often participate in such activities in the future." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "You are a talented and spiritual girl, and you should have better development in the future. But you need to communicate more with everyone and learn more. It’s not enough to do things behind closed doors.”
“Yes, Teacher Jin.” Leng Qingqiu nodded.
She also felt that such a poem would be very good. Not only could she learn a lot of things, but she would also have delicious coffee and pastries. I can still get recognition from so many seniors.
For her, it was like a dream.
…
?The car then drove to Luohua Hutong.
Xiang Nan opened the car door for her, "Go home, goodbye~"
"Goodbye, Teacher Jin." Leng Qingqiu said with a sweet smile, and then got out of the car.
Just when she got out of the car, a man in his fifties with a mustache, a thunderous face, and a pair of small glasses the size of copper coins happened to arrive home.
?Seeing Leng Qingqiu riding home in a car, I couldn''t help but be stunned. When I looked at the license plate number again, I couldn''t help but be shocked.