This host is too professional

Chapter 320 I seem to have seen this plot somewhere before

In the north, when entertaining guests, they basically don’t distinguish between east, west, north and south, but rather the distance from the door.The seat farthest from the door is the most prestigious seat at the table tonight.

Naturally, the host will not sit in this position. If Ye Luo does not come, then Feng Jiahua will be sitting in the main seat tonight.

But now, Ye Luo is here, and Feng Jiahua refuses to take the lead at all costs.

Even though Ye Luo is young, he is a true literary giant.In the contemporary literary world, there may be people who can keep pace with Ye Luo, but there is absolutely no one who can surpass him.

After some refusal, Ye Luo still sat in the innermost position.

On the left is Feng Jiahua, and on the right is Tang Rou.

Today’s host, Fu Jinsheng, is the second son of Mr. Fu Yuhua and is also an influential figure in the contemporary literary world. He is the director of a literary research room in the Academy of Liberal Arts. In his early years, he published many well-known literary reviews and reports, which can be regarded as reports. A leader among literary authors.

Fu Jinsheng was the most important host. To express his respect for the guests present, he sat closest to the door, with his daughter sitting next to him.The little girl was in her prime, and she was secretly looking at Ye Luo, who was being complimented by everyone in turn, with some unconcealed admiration in her expression.

“I am truly honored to have you all here today.”

Fu Jinsheng raised his wine glass and said slightly excitedly: "Especially Mr. Ye, Mr. Tang, and Professor Feng, several friends from the imperial capital who traveled a long way to attend our gathering today. I really don't know how to thank you."

"As for the rest, we'll talk about it later. I'll finish this cup first."

After Fu Jinsheng finished speaking, he raised his glass and drank it all.

It was said to be a literary society before, but now it seems that it was actually just a drink.

To be honest, Ye Luo is really not very interested in this kind of thing at the wine table.

I don't dislike it, but I'm not interested either. The main reason is that he doesn't drink well.

After the first three people passed by, it was time to introduce people to each other.

The great god Ye Luo is here. He must be the focus of tonight's banquet.

Although Fu Jinsheng is also from the Academy of Arts, he has never spoken to Ye Luo.

If his father, Mr. Fu, was still alive, he would definitely have many opportunities to interact with Ye Luo.But as the saying goes, tea is cold when people leave. Although Lao Fu's cup of tea is not too cold, it is still no better than before.

At this time, Fu Jinsheng could only rely on Feng Jiahua to help introduce each other.

"Teacher Ye, I'll take Jin Sheng to meet you. His father is my mentor, and Jin Sheng can be regarded as my fellow disciple." Feng Jiahua raised his glass and said, this table can directly talk to Ye Luo Yes, he is the only one.

"Teacher Ye, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want." Fu Jinsheng said with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Fu, you don't need to drink too much. I can't drink." Ye Luo persuaded him quickly. He really didn't care if he drank too much or too little.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can do whatever you want."

Ye Luo could only bite the bullet and take a big sip.

"Teacher Ye, I am Zheng Jiaxin from the Ancient Literature Association. When you released your new book, I was sitting opposite you in the first row. Do you still remember it?"

"Oh, Teacher Zheng, of course I have an impression. Come on, Teacher Zheng, let's have a drink."

"Hey, Teacher Ye, please drink less."

Another person saw the opportunity and said, "Teacher Ye, you are really famous. I am really lucky to meet you in person today!"

"You boasted."

The man introduced himself, "Teacher Ye, I am Xu Tianlai from the Chengde Cultural Research Association."

"Director Xu, I have long admired your name." Ye Luo also opened his mouth.

"Teacher Ye, I am Zhao Zihan from the Chengde Classical Literature Association."

"Teacher Ye, we have met before. I am Xiao Li from the office of the School of Liberal Arts."

"Teacher Ye, I still have your autographed book."

"Teacher Ye, I respect you."

"Mr. Ye..."

Almost everyone is surrounding Ye Luo. There is nothing that can be done about it. Ye Luo is so dazzling in the literary world. How could anyone have the chance to sit and have dinner with him before?
During this period, Fu Jinsheng also took his little daughter and paid homage to Ye Luo several times.

Ye Luo finally got to know the real protagonist of today's banquet, Fu Jinsheng's little girl, Fu Ruixue.

The name is well chosen, and the person looks quite elegant.

Originally, Ye Luo thought that would be the case today.

Drink, chat, let the little girl meet people, and publish some poems and articles in a magazine some other day, and then these seniors in the literary world who are present will just pick it up, and naturally enter this industry.

Although Ye Luo has not been a writer for a long time, such things have long been common.

Just a while ago, when Ye Luo was preparing to film "The King of Masked Singer", the New Literature Association made such a scene.

Hao Zhijun’s niece was included in this year’s membership development list of the New Literature Association.

This was nothing at first, but what is embarrassing is that some modern poems my niece had published before were picked up by netizens.There is a lot of "shit and shit" throughout the whole article, and it is completely unsightly. To call it a "modern poem" is an insult to these three words.

As a result, there was a huge negative impact on the Internet.

In the end, it was the Liberal Arts Academy who apologized and the matter was settled.

Judging from her behavior today, this Miss Fu wants to join the Classical Literature Association.

To be honest, Ye Luo was somewhat unhappy about this kind of thing.

Even though Ye Luo has no official position in the Classical Literature Association, his words are much more useful than those of the association chairman!

But as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, sometimes he can only turn a blind eye.

As long as they are not as outrageous as Hao Zhijun and his niece, Ye Luo will let them go.

Just when Ye Luo thought it was about to end, Fu Jinsheng said, "Today we have a party, let's drink here first. Teacher Ye, Professor Feng, do you two think it's okay?"

Feng Jiahua looked at Ye Luo and said with a smile: "Teacher Ye agrees, I agree."

"You're too polite. Okay, let's get here first today." Ye Luo borrowed the donkey's help from the slope. He was already a little drunk.

Seeing this, Fu Jinsheng continued, "Then let's move to the next game. Please move to the thermal pavilion next door. I asked someone to prepare hot tea. It just happened to snow again outside. Let's enjoy the snow and drink some tea to wake up. sober up."

"Good good."

"Up again? Hey, it's true."

"This location is just right so you can see the inside of the villa."

“Watching the snow at night is such a nice mood.”

"Very good, let's go."

"Teacher Ye, please go first."

"Professor Feng."

Listening to Fu Jinsheng's arrangement, everyone was quite satisfied.

"I won't go. I'm a little dazed. I'm going back to sleep." Ye Luo didn't cover up, "You can continue, I'm leaving."

With that said, he was about to leave with Tang Rou.

However, Fu Jinsheng said quickly: "Mr. Ye, you have finally come to Chengde, and you still don't want me to fulfill my duties as a landlord? You just have a rest and wait until you sober up before going back. Besides, it's snowing outside now. You're so big, I won't worry if you go back like this." After saying that, he looked at Tang Rou next to Ye Luo, "Teacher Tang, do you think so?" As for the relationship between Ye Luo and Tang Rou, everyone tonight Although they were all very curious, no one asked.However, it can be seen that everyone respects Tang Rou.

"It's indeed too early." Tang Rou showed no expression, with a cold look on her face.She has always been like this in front of outsiders.

"This……"

Fu Jinsheng's expression condensed, and then he could only cast a pleading look at Feng Jiahua.

Feng Jiahua advised: "Teacher Ye, we have just finished dinner and the official program has not started yet. Don't leave in a hurry. The scenery is so beautiful today, and everyone is waiting for you to recite poems and compose poems." "

"Yes, Teacher Ye."

The other people nearby also loudly urged Ye Luo to stay.

It was really hard to resist the kindness, so Ye Luo just complied.When everyone came to the Nuan Pavilion next door, they discovered that this place had also been carefully decorated.

A huge floor-to-ceiling window offers an unobstructed view of the snowy scenery outside the window.

There is a saying that the summer resort on a snowy night is indeed incredibly beautiful.Under the bright lights, the splendid palace was covered by the heavy snow, which covered the former nobility, but added a sense of tranquility.

The people are seated.

The waiter brings hot tea.

Ye Luo and Tang Rou sat together, whispering something, and from time to time they took out their mobile phones to take a few pictures outside the window.

If it were anyone else, this behavior would probably be laughed at.But when it comes to Ye Luo, no one dares to say anything.

"This snow scene is really beautiful!"

"The first snow this year is earlier than last year, right?"

"Well, not only is it early, but it's also a bit older."

"Yeah, there wasn't much snow all last year."

"God is good, the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, it's a good sign."

Everyone was filled with emotion and started chatting while drinking tea.

After a while, Fu Jinsheng stood in the middle and said loudly: "Teachers, since we are holding a literary meeting today, and God is so beautiful, and it coincides with the beautiful scenery of the first snow in the villa, why don't you teachers show off your literary talent?" If word spreads, it will be considered a good story."

Feng Jiahua also said: "When the time comes, I will talk to the association and create a special report for our today's event. You will have to actively participate in it soon. This is a rare opportunity to show your face. It depends on you whether you can seize it. level.”

The atmosphere at the scene immediately became heated.

We are all people in the literary world, so when we get together, we will inevitably have to write and write.

Someone asked, "Write modern poetry? Or ancient poetry?"

"Whatever."

"Let's stick to ancient poetry. Modern poetry cannot capture the charm of such a snowy scene."

"We don't have anyone from the modern literature side today, so we should just write ancient poetry."

"What about time? Is there a time limit?"

"You have to have this, just one hour."

"Oh, don't set a time limit. Whoever thinks of it can just say it. Let's all comment on it. How interesting it would be!"

"I think this is good."

Everyone was talking about it and the rules were decided.

Of course, this can't be considered a rule.

Just use the current snow scene as the theme, and the rest is random.

Whoever thinks about it first will write it down and let everyone read it together.This is much more casual than the average literary society.

There are no time limits and no prizes.

"Okay, let's start now."

Fu Jinsheng smiled brightly, waved to his daughter, and said, "You must listen carefully and study seriously."

Fu Ruixue nodded obediently.

Fu Jinsheng said with a smile: "If you have any ideas, please tell me. There are so many teachers here to give you advice."

Fu Ruixue blushed and did not nod this time, but glanced at Ye Luo inexplicably.

Originally, Ye Luo was taking photos and playing with Tang Rou, but the topics in the room became more and more strange.

Even a little distracted.

"Teacher Ye, what's wrong with you?" Tang Rou was a little surprised.

"fine."

Ye Luo came back to his senses, but his face was full of weirdness.

He always felt that he had experienced this scene before him somewhere before!

Ye Luo thought carefully about what happened tonight. He and Tang Rou were out for a pleasant walk, but then they met Feng Jiahua during the meal, and then they were thrown into the banquet for no reason, and then they were enjoying the scenery and comparing poems... Hey, it seems to be no problem. .

wrong!

I must have experienced this scene somewhere before, this feeling is so familiar!

correct!

Fu Jinsheng and his daughter!
The organizer is Fu Jinsheng, and his daughter is also there, right?
Ye Luo looked up and sure enough, Fu Ruixue was sitting next to Fu Jinsheng.

"Miss Ye, what's the matter?"

Feng Jiahua asked. At this time, someone had already started writing poems. Although the level was not very good, they were just writing poems to make people laugh. At this time, the atmosphere in the room was very lively.

Except for Ye Luo, who just frowned slightly and looked very serious.

Feng Jiahua thought he was dissatisfied with the poor poetry written by others, so he explained in a low voice, "Teacher Ye, these are not people in the poetry world. The poems they wrote are just Tu Yile. Don't mind, listen to it." That’s it. Those people at the back are pretty good at it, and they probably haven’t finished writing yet.”

Ye Luo also came over and said to Feng Jiahua, "Professor Feng, haven't they prepared in advance?" Ye Luo asked seemingly confused.

"Hey, this was just impromptu. How could anyone prepare in advance? It's snowing, and the scenery is so beautiful. Jin Sheng just held an impromptu poetry meeting."

Is that the case?

Ye Luo expressed doubts, but he didn't say anything.

"You said that girl before, her literary level is pretty good, right?" Ye Luo looked in Fu Ruixue's direction.

"Yes."

"Then today is such a good occasion, why doesn't she write a song?"

"Ah? You want to give her some advice?" Feng Jiahua was a little surprised.

Ye Luo twitched the corner of his mouth, "I didn't say anything." He added, "But, I think she should be able to write it."

"Can't you?"

Feng Jiahua was stunned. Everyone in this room was her elders, and it was not her turn to appear.

Ye Luo smiled and said nothing, and stopped talking to Feng Jiahua.He has basically determined that Feng Jiahua should also be kept in the dark.

In other words, no one in this room should have expected that Fu Jinsheng came prepared!

Ye Luo finally figured out why he felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Because this is exactly the same scene as what Wang Bo saw in Prince Teng’s Pavilion!

When he used Wang Bo's memory fragments, his memory of this period was too profound.

If he hadn't drank some wine, he would probably have remembered it immediately.

Fu Jinsheng looks like Governor Yan!

Would his daughter be unprepared?

Ye Luo didn't believe it at all!

Of course, Ye Luo didn't care whether he was prepared or not.

As long as you don't get involved with him, you can do whatever you want, and it's good for him to watch the fun.

However, with such a big tree standing here, how could it not attract the wind?

(End of this chapter)