Qiao Linglong's evaluation of the "pastoral poetry meeting" is full of popularity. As a top student in the Literature Department of Peking University, Qiao Linglong is full of respect when talking about this poetry meeting.

The poetry meeting is once a year, and very few people can participate in this poetry meeting.

It has been three years since this poetry meeting was held by Mr. Tian Zhenhua, the head of the Kyoto University, and it has been held.

At first, the poetry meeting was just Mr. Tian and several disciples invited two masters of the world to gather in the yard. Who knew that the American literary giant happened to be in China at that time, so he happened to follow him.

The American literary master also brought a disciple. When he entered the venue, Tian Zhenhua and his disciples recited poems and wrote a couplet.

As the saying goes, there are worlds where there are people. Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature. American literary masters chanted three poems on the spot.

Everyone present was immersed in these three poems, praising the American literary master's great talent.

However, who knew that the American literary master said modest words and directly implied that his disciples came forward and said, "The poetry and culture of the land of the Celestial Empire has a long history, I wonder who can teach you?"

This angered everyone present, but Tian Zhenhua included.

Everyone wants to kill the American literary giant's spirit.

But in the end, no one could improvise the work that crushed the three poems of American culture.

Later, this matter was left to be resolved.

But Tian Zhenhua was furious. Everyone could see that the Americans came from the United States and they were prepared. These three poems were probably ready for a long time, but they could barely hold on to the theme.

So in the second year, the "pastoral poetry meeting" was no longer as simple as it seems. Tian Zhenhua invited many domestic literary masters to come here just to deal with the American one.

But the second year...

The other person didn't come.

So although the second year's poetry meeting was very prosperous, it seemed like something was missing. However, no one of the big guys in the country cared about it at that time. They left the stage in a hurry after the poetry meeting, but after they went back, they secretly cursed the old fox from the United States.

In the third year, last year, while Tian Zhenhua invited many domestic literary giants, he also specially invited the American one, with the purpose of "revenge".

However, they still didn't come, and they refused in a simple sentence. They wanted to teach students, but they were busy with business and had no time.

This year, in the fourth year, Tian Zhenhua still gritted his teeth and held such a show.

But the American literary master was not invited, but just invited some literary masters in Beijing like the first year, as a simple poetry exchange.

After all, it has been held for three years. Although it is intentionally blocked the news and is not known to the public, some people in the literary circle have heard of this poetry meeting and are very yearning for this poetry meeting that is privately run but is very well-known in the literary circle.

This year, Tian Zhenhua did not invite many people, but just invited a few friends in Beijing. Without making any big fuss, it seemed that he wanted to thoroughly and let it go.

As for Liu Zhonglei, he did have an invitation letter. Because he was named by the "top", he specially consulted many professors and experts who are very knowledgeable in literary history because he was filmed.

Among them is Tian Zhenhua. The two of them have a good temper and have been called friends after a while. So this year, Liu Zhonglei participated in this poetry meeting as a friend.

"I heard a little." Zhang Yuan nodded and looked at Kang Chao thoughtfully

"Since Mr. Zhang knows, I won't keep it." Kang Chao looked at Zhang Yuan's eyes and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This kid was so clever. He just talked about the pastoral poetry meeting, and he guessed some of the probabilities in his heart.

"Director Liu was invited by Mr. Tian this year to attend this poetry meeting." Kang Chao said, looking at Zhang Yuan's expression. Seeing that Zhang Yuan's face was not strange, Kang Chao continued to speak: "But Director Liu said that although he is also a bit literary, he is not a specialist in literature after all, and he is inevitably afraid in front of many literary masters. But the people participating in the poetry meeting are all famous literary masters. If so..." Speaking of this, Kang Chao hesitated for a moment.

"If you come to the poetry meeting and can't make a decent poem, it will probably make people laugh." Gripping your teeth, Kang Chao said it.

When you come to ask for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help. Of course, the cause and effect of the matter must be explained clearly. Otherwise, who would be willing to help you?

Especially for smart people like Zhang Yuan, you cannot hide them all.

When Kang Chao said this, Zhang Yuan smiled coldly.

This old fox is still playing with him here, do you really think he is easy to fool?

It is no exaggeration to say that when he said the four words "pastoral poetry meeting", Zhang Yuan guessed his purpose.

"Mr. Kang's words are wrong. You also said that Director Liu is not a good literary person. If you can't make good poems at poetry meetings, you will definitely understand them. How can you make people laugh?" Zhang Yuan said this, his lips were already grinning, but his smile was a little chill: "Unless..."

When Kang Chao heard this, his face froze and thought to himself, it seemed that this kid had guessed it.

"Unless there is a great figure with a high status at this year's poetry meeting, Director Liu intends to make friends with him."

Zhang Yuan specially emphasized the four words "intentionally make friends".

After saying this, Zhang Yuan paused slightly and looked at Kang Chao straight: "This is not an attitude of asking for help! Mr. Kang, it is not a good habit to be speechless!"

Kang Chao was already a little embarrassed and could not speak. He really didn't expect that the boy who looked not old in front of him was so thoughtful.

Zhang Yuan poured a cup of tea and drank it all in one go.

"If you are smart, you can't play with me." Zhang Yuan smiled, and all the solemn atmosphere disappeared. Instead, it was a relaxing atmosphere emitted from Zhang Yuan.

"This..." Kang Chao was hit by Zhang Yuan's words and his mind was a little confused.

"Go back and tell Director Liu that I'll take this." Zhang Yuan's face was filled with a harmless smile.

"Ah?" Kang Chao was Kang Chao after all, and after a brief mess, he instantly clarified his thoughts. However, when he heard Zhang Yuan's words, he was a little stunned, "Be serious about this?"

God testified that Kang Chao had no hope after being seen through by Zhang Yuan.

"A gentleman's words are as good as a horse." Zhang Yuan's expression returned to seriousness. "Go back and tell Director Liu that he would be relieved that I will visit him in person tomorrow."

"Okay, it's not early, so I'll go back." Kang Chao looked at Zhang Yuan deeply and then stood up.

Since you have done what you want to do, it is no point to stay there.

"Okay, then I won't give it to you." Zhang Yuan continued to smile, his face still harmless.

Kang Chao responded, got up and strode to the door. However, after hesitating for a moment, his figure who was about to leave turned back.

Kang Chao looked at Zhang Yuan sitting there with a complicated expression, stretched out his right hand and pointed at the painting on the wall and said, "From tomorrow, you will draw like this."

After saying that, he reached out and bounced his fingers, and a piece of paper that had been crumpled into a ball flew towards Zhang Yuan, "This is the address of Director Liu's home."

"I'll lend you a good word." Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and reached out to catch the paper ball.

"Director Liu's shooting task is so heavy, why don't he stay in the crew?" Zhang Yuan asked casually.

"The filming has been handed over to the assistant director these two days. He wants to prepare for the poetry meeting. You can rest earlier and I will say goodbye." Kang Chao walked out of the door and reached out to close the door.

"You go slowly."

"Bang."

When the door closed, Zhang Yuan was left in the room. He looked at the painting on the wall that Kang Chao pointed to before leaving.

A picture of a tiger going down the mountain drawn by an old man.

Zhang Yuan looked at the painting and murmured softly.
Chapter completed!