My singer girlfriend is super fierce.

Outside the hotel, they got on the car Shi Nuannuan had arranged in advance and went to visit Mr. Qin Dewen's residence.

It is said to be a courtyard in Shangjing City.

On the way, Shi Nuannuan kept secretly looking at Ye Zhiqiu in front of him, and his heart was in a trance.

Are the works "Zhu Xian" and "Xia Ke Xing" really written by Qianfeng, a young man who is about the same age as him?

Ye Zhiqiu had no intention of chatting, and Shi Nuannuan didn't know how to start for a while.

What to do? Shi Nuannuan was secretly anxious, and suddenly remembered something, and said: "Mr. Ye, you can send me the invoice for hotel accommodation when the time comes, and I can be responsible for reimbursing you."

"Huh? There is such a good thing?" Ye Zhiqiu was stunned.

Shi Nuannuan hurriedly said: "Of course, we originally planned to invite you, and these are what we should be responsible for."

"Okay, thank you."

Ye Zhiqiu was not hypocritical. This Orange Reading Benefit is really good. The hotel booked by the "Singing New Voice" program team costs more than 2,000 yuan per night for an ordinary room.

If he hadn't been too lazy to change, Ye Zhiqiu really wouldn't have been willing to live there.

Hearing the good news early in the morning, Ye Zhiqiu was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Editor Shi, we should be about the same age, you can just call me by my name or Zhiqiu."

"Ah? Oh... OK." Shi Nuannuan said quickly.

In real life, she doesn't look as cool as she is on the Internet, Shi Nuannuan muttered in her heart.

Usually, when she calls Ye Zhiqiu, she basically only replies once out of ten sentences.

Knowing that Ye Zhiqiu was coming to Beijing, Shi Nuannuan received the task from the company to entertain him well, but she was nervous for several days.

Gradually, Shi Nuannuan became bolder and asked tentatively: "Brother Ye..., have you finished your work here?"

Can we resume updating? Of course, Shi Nuannuan didn't dare to say this.

Ye Zhiqiu said casually: "For the time being, I may take leave once a week in the future."

"!!!"

Why is this person like this T_T.

Shi Nuannuan was shocked and her little face fell.

Seeing Shi Nuannuan's expression through the rearview mirror, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will update more when I am not on leave, and the progress of "Zhu Xian" will not fall behind."

Shi Nuannuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Brother Ye, so you will come to Beijing every week in the future?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Yes, I will participate in a variety show. If everything goes well, there will be six episodes."

What the hell? Variety show?

Shi Nuannuan's ears suddenly perked up.

You are a novelist, what does variety show have to do with you?

"Can you tell me what the show is?" Shi Nuannuan couldn't help asking.

"It's called "Singing New Voices", it hasn't been broadcast yet, it will probably premiere next week." Ye Zhiqiu answered casually.

Unexpectedly, Shi Nuannuan almost jumped up and said excitedly: "I know!"

"The original song program where Chen Dan and Yu Caiwei are the mentors, right? These two are my favorite singers."

"Doesn't that mean..." Shi Nuannuan suddenly reacted, "Brother Ye, you are a singer?"

The best novel writer among singers, the best singer among novel writers?

"I guess so." Ye Zhiqiu did not deny it, and suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way. You are the first to know that I am the author of "Zhu Xian". Don't tell this secret to anyone."

Shi Nuannuan suddenly felt a chill passing by, and nodded quickly and agreed.

The two chatted casually, at this time, in a courtyard of pavilions and terraces.

The temperature outside was quite cold, but the courtyard was full of green plants and warm like spring.

A long table was set up in the middle of the courtyard, and several gray-haired old men gathered together.

Qin Dewen held a brush and splashed ink to write a few big characters, his movements flowing like water.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat all things as straw dogs." An old man read out a few big characters and said in surprise: "The characters are good, and the sentences are even better, Old Qin."

Standing next to the old man, the only black-haired young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses quickly added: "Old Qin's characters are vigorous and majestic. Not long ago, a piece of his characters was sold at an auction for 500,000 yuan."

The white-haired and red-faced old man who spoke was called Ma Xuemin, who was also quite famous in the literary world.

But in terms of status, he is definitely not as good as Qin Dewen.

The black-haired young man is Ma Xuemin's disciple, Tian Xiong.

Qin Dewen waved his hand and said: "Let's not talk about that pair of characters. I don't understand the twists and turns of the financial circle."

"Speaking of this sentence, this is not from my hand."

Another old man asked curiously: "Who is it from?"

Qin Dewen kept it a secret and said: "I don't think you can guess it. It's not everyone in the circle."

After Qin Dewen said this, everyone became even more curious. At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit walked into the yard and whispered in Qin Dewen's earWhat.

Qin Dewen's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Please come in quickly."

Ma Xuemin asked curiously: "Who is it, Lao Qin, who deserves your happiness?"

Qin Dewen laughed and said: "Friends come from afar!"

While everyone was curious, the middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit had brought Ye Zhiqiu and Shi Nuannuan in.

Walking into the courtyard, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help sighing.

How luxurious!

Different from the luxuriousness of the local tyrants, owning such a garden-like courtyard in Shangjing City, where every inch of land is worth gold, is not something that can be done with money.

Looking at the people standing in front of the long table, Ye Zhiqiu recognized at a glance that the kind-looking old man in the middle was Qin Dewen.

Qin Dewen looked at Ye Zhiqiu and Shi Nuannuan, then looked back past them, and then asked in confusion: "Where is Mr. Ye?"

The assistant slightly turned sideways and said respectfully: "Mr. Qin, this is Mr. Ye."

"Huh?" Qin Dewen suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ye Zhiqiu in disbelief.

Shi Nuannuan whispered: "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am the editor of Orange Reading, and this is Ye Zhiqiu, the author of "Xia Ke Xing."

"This, this, this..." Qin Dewen looked at Ye Zhiqiu in disbelief and was stunned for a moment.

He originally thought that the author who could write such a famous sentence as "Xia Ke Xing" should be over 30 years old, no matter how young he was, and automatically classified this young man as an assistant.

However, Qin Dewen was also a person who had seen many storms. He knew that the genius who was famous all over the world at the age of 20 in history really existed, so he reacted quickly.

"Hello, Mr. Ye, welcome."

Qin Dewen stepped forward and extended his hand, saying enthusiastically.

This is a great man with both virtue and art. Ye Zhiqiu did not dare to neglect him and hurriedly stepped forward to hold the gift with both hands.

"No, I just wrote it casually. I can't compare with Old Qin."

Qin Dewen laughed and said, "You just wrote it casually. I am ashamed of myself. I have read the poem "Xia Ke Xing" no less than a hundred times. The more I read it, the more I feel that it is exquisite. It can only be written by a genius."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled embarrassedly. This is right. Isn't Li Shixian a genius?

I am just a porter, but this secret must not be told to others, so Ye Zhiqiu had to shamelessly "admit" that he wrote it.

"Old Qin, don't you introduce me? Who is this kid...?"

At this time, Ma Xuemin on the side couldn't help asking.