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Chapter 6
The next day, Li Ze woke up early, and habitually said to the fourteen clones in the space: "Good morning, everyone."

As a result, *** said weakly: "The time difference here is in the afternoon. Oh, it's almost evening when I'm talking."

"..."

After buying a breakfast, Li Ze went out. He had to meet with Professor Qiu first, and then go to the Writers Association together.

The meeting with Professor Qiu was at a morning tea shop. Lao Qiu has no other hobbies, but enjoys two sips of tea.

"Hehe, you are Li Ze, right?"

Wearing reading glasses and full of white hair, Professor Qiu stood up to greet him with a smile.

Li Ze hurried forward: "Oh, you are Professor Qiu, sit down quickly, how dare you stand up to greet me, brat?"

As he spoke, he helped Professor Qiu to sit down.

By the time the waiter was serving tea, Li Ze had already been called by Grandpa Qiu.Infected by him, Qiu Chen also yelled Ozawa one by one.

You can't doubt Li Ze's magical skill of flattering, especially after the avatar has learned so much knowledge and has such a profound literary literacy, that magical skill of flattering is definitely second in the world, the first is He Shen, and Li Ze himself can't surpass it!

Qiu Chen took a sip of Longjing tea and said, "Ozawa, did you bring the application?"

Li Ze's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out a four-five-page application (horse) invitation (fart) letter from his pocket: "This is the boy's membership application, and I hope Grandpa Qiu can help."

Qiu Chen took it over and looked at it casually, and spit out the morning tea with a puff. He looked at Li Ze's youthful, sunny and shy smiling face speechlessly, and after a long silence, he said: "It's not early. Alright, let's go."

"..."

The venue for this grand meeting of the Writers Association is Longtan Resort in the southern suburbs of Xingyuan.

It has to be said that these guys from the Writers Association are actually quite rich. Li Ze and his father often went to Longtan Villa, which is a rare high-consumption area in Xingyuan City.It was built between two mountain depressions, and there was a waterfall between the depressions, named Longtan, and the villa was built on the edge of Longtan.Feng Shui is very good, especially in summer, it is simply a summer resort.

"Yo, Lao Qiu is here? This is?"

A burly old man said.

At the gate of Longtan Mountain Villa, Qiu Chen led Li Ze and whispered, "You can call him Grandpa Zhang, he is also the vice chairman of the Writers Association. There are three vice chairmen in our Xingyuan City Writers Association."

Li Ze hurriedly bowed: "Grandpa Zhang, my name is Li Ze."

Old man Zhang was taken aback, his eyes widened: "Are you Li Ze? The Li Ze that Bai Yang praised?"

"haha, yes."

In order to pretend to be his grandson, Li Ze smiled shyly while poking the back of his head innocently.

His way of thinking has always been that a man doesn't care about trivial matters, he doesn't care about his mother so much, let's talk about it after he advances to the Writers Association.Flattering and pretending to be a grandson will not lose two catties of meat.

Zhang Wu stepped forward abruptly, looked Li Ze up and down for a moment, and said seriously: "My boy, I have wanted to see you for a long time, but I didn't expect to see you on this occasion. Well, you really have the temperament of a literati, and I actually learned from you Read a bit of hypocrisy."

"..."

Li Ze stared, speechless.

The people who gathered in twos and threes at the door and chatted together, when they heard that this was Li Ze who wrote Bai Yang's tribute, they all gathered around to have a look.

Li Ze's nature is that he is not afraid of anything, and he is not nervous at all when he is surrounded by people. On the contrary, he keeps his chest up and his head up. If you want to see, I will show you enough.

Everyone commented in low voices: "This is Li Ze? He's also very ordinary. Why is he the number one in the college entrance examination?"

"It's not as clear as the jawbones in the book, I can't tell!"

"Actually, I'm still skeptical until now, did he write Bai Yang's tribute?"

"So what if he wrote it? It's all hype. I read it, and it's actually the same. There are some places that don't make sense."

"I see a shrewd look in Li Ze's eyes. He doesn't look like a scholar, but rather a philistine doing business."

"Hey, as long as someone is talented, why do you insist on talking about his appearance?"

"Talent? I can't see where he is talented. Talent is something accumulated over time and experience. How can he get his talent at such a young age? If we talk about talent, it's pretty much the same at our age."

"..."

Listening to those people's comments that they didn't try to hide, Li Ze actually felt a fire in his heart. Why is this a group of people who judge people by their appearance?Forget it, forget about it, I'll join the Writers Association first, in order to earn ability points.

"Old Zhang, don't make fun of Ozawa, hahaha, let's go in quickly." Professor Qiu lay on Li Ze's shoulder and gently squeezed it.

Li Ze glanced at him doubtfully, but saw an inexplicable look flashing in Lao Qiu's eyes, and was stunned. What did this look mean?Is there still a struggle within the Writers' Association?
At this time, a chubby middle-aged man blocked the way with his hand: "Stay, stay."

Li Ze looked at him suspiciously.

But the middle-aged man said: "To enter the villa, one needs to compose a poem of Qijue to open the door according to the occasion. Hehehe."

Li Ze opened his mouth wide in shock, wouldn't he?Are you so tall?Isn't it the Writers Association?Why are you still writing poetry?Isn't the Writers' Association a Writers' Association, and it's not an Association of Poets.

The middle-aged man saw Li Ze's doubts, and pointed to the dozen or so people in front of him with a smile: "Little friend, I want to compose poems. This is the practice of the Writers Association's grand meeting every ten years. Look at them, this is still If you didn’t make it, how could there be so many people standing outside this door? Hahaha.”

The dozen or so people outside the door who were commenting on Li Ze just now blushed when they heard the words, and then turned their heads with their hands behind their backs, pretending not to hear.

Professor Qiu laughed loudly at this moment: "In the gap between two green hills, there is a deep pool where you can swim. A ten-foot-long white silk holds the mouth and nose, and the sky is blue and the water is green. I will catch the dragon."

After the scene was quiet, there was a burst of warm applause.

The middle-aged man's face straightened: "Teacher Qiu, good poetry, good poetry, please come in."

Li Ze also nodded secretly, Lao Qiu's literary quality is really not a cover, this poem is really domineering.He compared the Longtan to a wandering dragon, and the waterfall to a hanging white silk, saying that the white silk tied the mouth and nose of the wandering dragon, and he came to catch the dragon.

Professor Qiu smiled: "Ozawa, I'll wait for you inside, you have to come in, or you'll be ashamed. Hahaha."

Zhang Wu stretched out a hand as big as a cattail fan, and patted Li Ze's shoulder fiercely: "I like you."

Walking up to the middle-aged man, he said domineeringly, "Make way."

The middle-aged man didn't dare to stop him, so he quickly stepped aside. Zhang Wu had already made a poem while waiting for Professor Qiu.

The two old fellows left, but the dozen or so people outside the door were frowning, Qi Jue, this damn is still in the right place, what should I do?Oops, you have to think quickly, otherwise the longer it takes, the more it will be over, and the inspiration will be used up by others.Besides, the faces of those who stay behind are not good-looking.

But at this time, Li Ze's voice came over: "Ahem, then let me compose a song too, kid."

Everyone's heads turned towards him, and most of them had a sarcastic look in their eyes. Do you know what Qijue is?How long has it taken you to say you've made it?We didn't dare to speak yet, but you spoke first?

The middle-aged man also smiled and said, "Read it and listen."

Li Ze looked at the terrain of Longtan Villa. In the depression of two green hills, a Wanglongtan is inlaid in it.Above Longtan is a large waterfall with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and birds and beasts singing together.

After a moment of contemplation, I was about to read it, but a voice interrupted:
"Hehe, young people still need to be more modest. Only at my age will you realize that it's not a big deal to be the No. Think carefully about how to call the door open."

Li Ze turned his head, but saw an old man with white hair and a sharp mouth.Shaking his head secretly in his heart, relying on the old to sell the old, being blocked from the door and still preaching?

Li Ze smiled: "Old man, what is Qijue? You teach me, why don't you write a poem for me to listen to first?"

The old man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks froze when he heard the words, his cheeks twitched, and he said:

"I'm about to think of the last sentence. You might as well wait a little longer. I don't mean anything else. I just want you to be humble. I eat more salt than you eat, and I can still teach you something. The artistic conception of Qi Jue To be right, you have to adapt to the situation. This is a bit difficult. Could it be that with your age and accumulated knowledge, can you surpass us? We haven’t done it yet, why are you in a hurry? Isn’t it? Champion man?"

Li Ze smiled and turned to recite:

"Thousands of rocks and valleys are tireless, and you can only know the source when you look at it from a distance."

As he spoke, he glanced at those people who were staring at him dumbfounded, and said with a smile, "How can the brook survive? After all, the sea is the wave."

After reading a poem, Li Ze laughed and walked in: "Aspirations don't come at a young age!"

It won't leave people stunned, right?Can he really do it?
The old man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, his old chicken skin turned purple.He was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, and he could hear that the underlying meaning of this poem was to satirize himself-a dog's eyes look down on others.

Watching Li Ze's back go away, a woman said: "Good poetry, good poetry."

The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks gave her a hard look, and the woman quickly shut up and turned her head away.

But the middle-aged man who guarded the gate ignored this, and laughed loudly: "If you are ambitious, you are not old, good poems, and well-spoken. He didn't mention the waterfall, but he described the waterfall vividly. It's a good one. The sea makes waves."

The old man glared at him fiercely again, but the middle-aged man pretended not to notice it, and muttered to himself, reading the poem carefully.The more he read it, the more he felt that the poem was full of charm and connotation.In addition, his last sentence, "If you are ambitious, you are not young" can actually make your blood boil.

In all fairness, he felt that this poem was much better than Professor Qiu's crazy poem, but he didn't dare to say it...

(End of this chapter)