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Gu Santong was very satisfied when he finally got the elegy he had been longing for.

He held it in his hand and looked at it left and right, as if he couldn't let it go.

“This word, this character, hahahaha.”

"Oh, by the way, what's the name of this poem?"

Gao Yu thought for a moment and replied, "Let's call it Jiang Cheng Zi: Recalling a Dream."

"Recalling the dream? Okay, okay!"

"I am so lucky to have witnessed this masterpiece for the rest of my life. If my late wife knew about this, she would be smiling in her grave."

Gu Santong sighed a lot, but in the blink of an eye his face was full of smiles again.

"What are you showing off for?" Qin Tianzhu felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it.

Especially since Gu Santong kept showing off next to him, it made him want to hit someone.

But he didn't suffer for long.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

Then a middle-aged man in a green robe pushed the door open and came in. It was Yan Qizhang, whom Gao Yu met on the deck.

He first greeted everyone, and then said to Li Jianguo: "President, those little guys have been settled and lectured. According to the procedure, do you need to go over and say a few words?"

Li Jianguo thought about it for a moment, then smiled and nodded.

"Okay, then let's go and see what the quality of this fresh blood is."

He stood up with Xiaorou's help, and then looked at Gu Santong.

"Gu Lao, would you like to go and take a look together?"

Gu Santong shook his head. His attention was still on the calligraphy and painting, and he had no intention of doing anything else.

"What about you two?" Li Jianguo looked at Gao Yu and Qin Tianzhu.

They both shook their heads at the same time.

Gao Yu didn’t know why Qin Tianzhu refused, but he didn’t really want to go.

After all, he is not a member of the Poetry Association, so there is no need for him to get involved.

Besides, he had some conflicts with those people before, and they probably didn’t want to see Gao Yu either.

Since we don't like each other anyway, it's better to stay away from each other.

"Well, you guys just rest here, we'll go downstairs. Excuse me."

"President Li, please make yourself at your own convenience."

"Ah."

Seeing that they had no intention of going downstairs, Li Jianguo did not force them. He said hello and left with Wen Wan and Xiao Rou.

Soon, Gao Yu and two other people were the only ones left in the room.

Among the three, Gu Santong was still concentrating on looking at the rice paper in his hand, oblivious to everything around him.

Gao Yu was drinking tea leisurely, waiting for Wen Wan to come back.

Only Qin Tianzhu couldn't sit still, scratching his head.

The sneaky eyes kept scanning Gao Yu, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He looked at Qin Tianzhu and asked, "Senior Qin, what can I do for you?"

Seeing Gao Yu asking questions on his own initiative, Qin Tianzhu suddenly became more alert.

He first glanced secretly at Gu Santong, and seeing that he was not paying attention to this side, he moved closer to Gao Yu.

Rubbing his hands, he said somewhat embarrassedly: "My dear, since you have written lyrics for Gu Laotou, why don't you write one for me as well?"

Gao Yu was speechless as he looked at him who was only daydreaming.

No matter what, Gu Santong is Gu Ling'er's relative, so I wrote this poem for Gu Ling'er's sake.

Who do you think you are, Qin Tianzhu?

How dare you make such a request?

If everyone came to Gao Yu and asked him to write poems for him, how would Gao Yu be able to live?

Without any hesitation, Gao Yu refused directly.

"I'm sorry, Senior Qin. Poetry writing is too exhausting. I just wrote a poem for Gu Lao. I'm still dizzy and I really can't write anymore."

Qin Tianzhu was a little disappointed when he heard this.

He didn't know whether what Gao Yu said was true or false.

But since they said so, he couldn't force it.

But he was somewhat unwilling to give up like this.

After thinking about it, Qin Tianzhu decided to settle for the second best.

"Gao, you don't need to compose a new poem. Can you please rewrite the Jiang Cheng Zi poem you just wrote? Or you can just write something else."

"I know this is a little difficult to ask, but I'm anxious. If I can't appreciate your masterpiece every day, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep in the future."

"Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. As long as you agree, just like before, I can give you a fee of 6 million."

Qin Tianzhu's words were sincere and heartfelt, and even contained a hint of pleading at the end.

However, Gao Yu still shook his head and refused.

He was not yet at the stage of making a living by selling calligraphy. Although six million seemed like a lot, he really didn't take it seriously.

Besides, calligraphy and paintings would lose their value if there were too many of them. He understood the principle of hunger marketing.

So Gao Yu refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I understand your feelings, but writing is also very energy-consuming. I really don't have the energy to do it now. Let's do it next time."

"That's it, okay then."

Qin Tianzhu expressed his understanding.

He is a calligrapher, so he naturally knows that he needs to stay energetic when writing.

If you force yourself to write when you are not in a good state, even if you write the same strokes, the charm of the writing may be lost.

Even though he understood it, he still felt very regretful.

He knew that Gao Yu's words about going next time were just a courtesy.

He was not familiar with Gao Yu to begin with, and now that he was gone, where could he find him?

If he missed this opportunity, he might never be able to get Gao Yu's works in his lifetime.

Thinking of this, Qin Tianzhu became very anxious.

Gao Yu ignored him and just drank his tea.

He glanced at the pile of books on the table and picked up one at random.

I didn't look at the title of the book intentionally, I was just killing time.

I just picked up a book and started reading it slowly.

Unlike Gao Yu's leisurely attitude, Qin Tianzhu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

While pacing back and forth, his little eyes were still rolling around.

Gu Santong had already seen through his expression, but he didn't expose him. He just laughed in his heart.

"Hey, Xiao Qinzi, you must be anxious. I asked you to steal something from this old man. You deserve it!"