Chapter 40: what? I got the Xianlian right? (The second one is more than three thousand words

(I have two shifts a day, not one a day is better, but there is a gap! Don’t slander me! Don’t!)
About two hours later, the vehicle landed as far away as Hangzhou city nearby.
The scenery of Hangzhou is pleasant and the breath is clear, especially the breeze on the banks of the West Lake, which makes people feel quiet and elegant. This place has been the favorite place for literati and poems to talk about poetry since ancient times.
Lu Yuan looked out the window. A round of moonlight hung in the night sky. Under the night sky, lanterns floated on the edge of the West Lake. The boys and girls surrounded the West Lake, romantic and happy.
He has a habit of smoking.
He wants to smoke.
But after thinking that he was about to reach his destination, he shook his head to resist the urge to smoke.
Be restrained.
At least I can't walk into the poem meeting with a cigarette in my mouth, right?
That's so shameless.
Quality!
I am now a qualified person.
At least now we must pretend to be a qualified person, at least not to be ashamed.
Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Here, just take a turn next to it. This is your name badge for your admission pass. Take it. I'll wait for you here."
"Aren't you going in together?" Lu Yuan touched after taking the admission card handed to him by the driver.
He is very delicate.
"Not everyone is qualified to go in there..."
"Then I am..."
"Hahaha, don't look at it. If the person the old man has repeatedly invited is not qualified, who else is qualified." Seeing Lu Yuan's look a little dazed, the driver couldn't help but laugh.
He thought this young man was very interesting.
This young man did not have the arrogance of those literati, and was even very humble and approachable.
Such young people are really rare in today's society.
"Oh oh." Lu Yuan nodded. After hearing the driver's words, he nodded and didn't care.
The place where the literati and the guest is naturally not accessible to anyone...
A layman like myself...
Gee.
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After getting off the bus, Lu Yuan walked towards a building named "Cultural Building" by the West Lake in front of him.
The poem meeting was held in this building.
Lu Yuan originally thought that there were not many people at the Poetry Society, and there were only a few dozen literati, but when he really got close to the "Cultural Building", Lu Yuan found that there was a crowd of people next to the building, and many reporters were in front of the camera. Say this and say that.
It seems that this time the poems will be on TV.
Of course, Lu Yuan just sighed.
He doesn't think he can dominate a wave of TV show in the poem meeting.
He is self-aware.
"Brother, are you here to hit your luck too?"
"what?"
"Introduce myself. My name is Li Dongqiang. I am a student of the Chinese Department of Yan University, specializing in ancient Chinese poetry."
"Oh oh oh, hello hello."
"Brother, this is the first time you have come?"
"Well, yes, my first time."
"Don't recognize the way."
"Yes, I haven't participated in such an event before."
"That's good, um, don't look around, do you see the long lines of doors over there?"
"I see, what's the matter?"
"That door has an exam question. The chief examiner is Professor Wang Mingyang of our Yan University. Professor Wang Mingyang is very strict. Basically, everyone in the line will be swiped down. So, let's not go there. Dongmen is not good. Dongmen is a girl. The line up..."
"Oh, where should I go?" Lu Yuan was taken aback.
What's more about this?
"We should go to Ximen. Ximen is a couplet. Although there are many people who can be used, there is still a probability that you can go in. Oh, yes, brother, what is your professional?"
"I'm... Forestry professional."
"Lin Mu, what? Damn, what professional do you say you are?"
"forest."
"Dude, awesome, you are a forest professional who is confident to come here to try your luck? Are you a poetry lover?"
"Huh? Not really...but I am..."
"Stop talking, buddy, I understand you! Tsk tsk tsk, you also came to see the goddess Chen Xi!"
"Ah, I'm not..."
"Dude, don't tell me, everyone is a man, I understand you, by the way, what is your name?"
"Lu Yuan."
"Oh, yes, buddy, for your self-confidence and courage, I will take you to the couplet and hit your luck... I will show you what a literati and mogul is!
The one who spoke to Lu Yuan was a tall young man with glasses.
The young man's eyes were erratic, with a wicked smile on his mouth. After seeing Lu Yuan, he had a familiar expression that I knew you.
Lu Yuan looked at the main entrance of the entire building, and saw several security guards standing at the main entrance, but they were deserted. After all, he pressed the sentence "Why can't we go in through the main entrance" to the bottom of his heart.
Maybe this is the rules of the poetry club?
Since I am here, I have to go to the village and do what the customs do.
Lu Yuan was not disgusted with this young man named Li Dongqiang.
After all, both of them are of sorrow type, and many things are a little bit similar.
"Dude, don't you smoke?"
"Don't smoke." Li Dongqiang shook his head.
"Oh, then I will smoke."
After all, Lu Yuan was addicted to cigarettes and couldn't help taking out his cigarette and smoking.
After taking a puff of smoke in, Lu Yuan instantly felt that his whole body was uncomfortable, and in such a breezy and moonlight environment, Lu Yuan felt like a fairy.
When the two arrived at Ximen, Lu Yuan saw that Ximen was also queuing, but the people in the line didn't know why it was less.
Li Dongqiang swaggered to find a place and lined up, while Lu Yuan followed Li Dongqiang.
Lu Yuan looked around, thinking about his renovation plan inexplicably at the moment.
The movie is about to be finished, and I have to put many things on the agenda, right?
Life needs to be planned early.
"I will do this next couplet!"
"I think it is……"
"What? No? I think so, it's neat!"
"Give me a chance!"
"next……"
"I come!"
"next……"
"I think it should be right..."
"next……"
The couplet brushes quickly.
There were still twenty or thirty people in the front line, but one person was swiped every minute...
"What kind of couplet is this, why is it so difficult!"
"I think I'm quite neat, why not?"
"Can't I?"
"Hey... I thought the Simon of the couplet was a little simpler, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult..."
"What is the real Xianlian? Isn't anyone right this year?"
The people who were brushed off on both sides shook their heads, and everyone was not in a beautiful mood.
Soon, it was Li Dongqiang's turn.
Li Dongqiang smiled slightly, tidied his clothes and walked forward...
"Zhao Duan is loyal, that is, the rain is very smoke, the soul dream is still in Beique, the next couplet..." Li Dongqiang stared at the upper couplet, staring at the request.
It is required that there be the word West Lake under the couplet...
He stared at the front for a long time, and then he found that nothing came out...
"next……"
A gray-bearded old man in Simon raised his head and glanced at the brushing people, then shook his head suddenly.
"Wait, uncle, give me a chance, I'll be out soon..."
"Next..." The old man shook his head looking at Li Dongqiang who couldn't hold back, but wanted to hold back.
"..." Li Dongqiang finally shook his head and left.
The whole person was very sad.
It seems that he didn't expect to walk inside again this year.
Just when Li Dongqiang left and it was Lu Yuan's turn, Lu Yuan's phone rang suddenly.
"Hey?"
"Master? I'm here."
"Come in? I'm on the road right now, right, where the couplet...just finished the line..."
"Ah? What couplet are you asking? Don't you know? Let me see, Shanghai Lian is loyal to Chao Duan, that is, the rain is very smoke, and the soul dream is still in the north. This is the place..."
"What? You said I went to the wrong place? I'm going to the main entrance? Is this Simon wrong?"
"You asked me about the next league?"
"Xialian is an article abroad, I want to write poetry and drink alcohol, but Gouliu is in West Lake again!"
"Father, what do you mean? Why didn't you speak?"
"what?"
Lu Yuan suddenly became a little confused when he heard the very silent voice of the old man on the phone, and looked at the front door subconsciously.
Then he looked at the shocked old man in front of the couplet...
He was a little embarrassed.
Just now he was immersed in the big plan of opening a hotel, his whole mind was a little bit off...
I feel that I have made a big oolong inexplicably, and even go to the wrong place...
"Sorry, sorry, I went in the wrong place... I'll go now... now..." After hanging up the phone, he quickly apologized, and turned to walk towards the front door.
"Stop, you didn't go to the wrong place! It's here! Little brother, come here, here's your name!" The old man stood up and suddenly took Lu Yuan's hand and was so excited.
"Huh?" Lu Yuan was taken aback and looked at the couplet again.
He blurted it out subconsciously.
It is also a coincidence that this Xianlian was when he was in high school before he was born again, the teacher specially asked them to recite that they might pass the exam...
Naturally, Lu Yuan was overwhelmed by his back.
But I didn't expect...
Met here?
This luck...
There is really no one...
"..." Li Dongqiang, who was about to leave, stared at Lu Yuan in disbelief when he heard the noise.
what's the situation?
Right?
I haven't come out of the Chinese Department of Yanjing University. Did you come out with a forestry major?
Wait, I seem to listen to what I said when I walked through the front door?
What do you mean?
What's so special, he is the group of people that he has decided by default?
grass!
This is too hateful to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?