After saving the big star, she actually wanted to make a promise

Chapter 276 Invitation

Li Changle originally planned to be alone when he came to Beiping, but it is not known whether Xiuxiu or Chen Baozhu leaked the news.

After being found out by Ye Susu, who was far away in Beiping, she planned to show her boss the friendship of a landlord no matter what.

In fact, it was mainly because Ye Xiande wanted to chat with Li Changle. Li Changle was very grateful when he thought of the old man with white hair and full of energy.

I have been in the Huaxia Poetry Association for more than half a year, and I have never overdone it. Li Changle even almost forgot about it.

Thinking about it, I feel a little guilty. Wang Weimin and Ye Xiande are dedicated to supporting and supporting themselves, but I have been bored with Wang Siyi all day long. I finally came to Peiping once. Since the old man wants to meet, then let's meet.

Ye Xiande has been waiting at home for a long time. In fact, he has only been in contact with Li Changle a few times, but somehow he feels that this young man is nice. When we first met, he was neither humble nor overbearing. escape.

The most important thing is that he is full of talent. Ye Xiande has always liked talented young people, especially in today's modern society where the poetry environment is so depressed, it is really rare to write such eternal quatrains like Acacia and Qingping Diao.

"Haha, long time no see, Changle." Ye Xiande saw Li Changle and Ye Susu both entered the yard, couldn't bear it any longer, and walked out to greet Li Changle.

"Old man, long time no see." Li Changle also responded with a smile, looking at Ye Xiande who was still in high spirits, Li Changle respected him from the bottom of his heart.

"Come, sit, you're welcome."

Ye Xiande became a little enthusiastic, Li Changle couldn't stand it anymore, how could an old man ask him to sit down, but he couldn't stand the old man's enthusiasm, Li Changle sat down a little embarrassed.

"Changle, I see that since you finished writing those few poems, you have never published any more works. This makes me very regretful."

Li Changle smiled on the surface, but in fact he was a little ashamed in his heart. He had to write poetry before, and he just wanted to earn a dollar. Whoever guided him joined the Huaxia Poetry Association by accident.

I didn't expect to live on poetry for the rest of my life, and it was nothing more than prostitution of novels and songs. Li Changle felt that he could not bear the burden of poetry, something that has been passed down through the ages.

Li Changle said euphemistically: "I have been very busy this year, and I have been doing other things. Poetry is originally my personal hobby, and I only think about it when I have nothing to do."

Have nothing to do?

Ye Xiande was almost overwhelmed. The poems you wrote in your free time are of a level that has been handed down through the ages. If you are serious, what kind of poems can you write?

"If you have any good works, you have to show the old man first. I can't afford to teach you. I just want to see if you can write another poem through the ages."

Li Changle smiled, he remembered a lot of poems, but now there is no need for him to earn money by writing poems and copying poems.

I don't know if I can spend all the money I earn from writing novels and royalties in my life, so it's somewhat unreasonable to rob others of the hundreds of thousands.

"I've been busy with the novel and the crew during this time, I'm afraid I don't have much time..."

Ye Xiande laughed, feeling that Li Changle is indeed very busy now, because he was worried about what might happen to his granddaughter in the entertainment industry, so Ye Xiande also took some time to find out, probably knowing that Li Changle is indeed very busy now.

Ye Xiande waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay, you said it, after all, it's just your hobby, and you can't force it."

Then he said with earnestness and earnestness: "But Changle, the poetry conference is only a month or two away, and you will have to come up with a whole poem by then.

Otherwise, if you haven't published a poem in a year, it's somewhat inappropriate to be a member of the Huaxia Poetry Association. "

Ye Xiande felt that it was necessary for him to click on this young man. With such a good talent, he would not write more poems. When he was old, his brain would not be as bright as when he was young, and then he would think about making achievements in poetry. too difficult.

Throughout the past and present, all those who can leave fame and eternal works in the poetry world have written a large number of works. In fact, only a few famous works can be left behind.

Li Changle has only written a few songs since his debut, and each one is enough to be written into history. Ye Xiande has never seen such a talent in his life.

From Ye Xiande's point of view, Li Changle's work on such TV dramas and novels is more or less irresponsible.

Tinkering with these things is not as good as poetry. Although he has made great achievements in those fields, this is poetry, which can be passed down through the ages.

Novels and TV series may be more popular now, but after thousands of years, Ye Xiande believes that there will still be people who remember works like Hongdou and Qingping Diao, and then sigh with emotion how talented this poem is to write such a poem.

Desiring to be famous in the history has always been a heart disease of literati, even a person like Ye Xiande who has experienced most of his life still cannot get rid of this idea.

Li Changle himself knew how much money he had, and he had to copy poems all by himself, but if there was no accident, if he really wanted to pretend, he might be able to pretend for a lifetime by relying on the poems in his mind.

But Li Changle felt that it was possible, but not necessary.

Compared with a real literati like Ye Xiande Wang Weimin, I don't have that kind of character. He prefers money and fame. Now that he has earned enough money, there is no need to pretend to be this cowardly.

However, the old man invited the invitation in person, and if he didn't know a little bit, he would be sorry for his support. Li Changle readily agreed to Ye Xiande's invitation to the poetry conference two months later.

Ye Xiande smiled gratifiedly, stood up and patted Li Changle on the shoulder.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat." Ye Susu walked in and called.

Li Changle was stunned, didn't he say he just came to chat for a while, why did he still have a meal, the hospitality was hard to turn down, Li Changle had another meal with Ye Xiande.

Ye Xiande's liking for poetry was better than Wang Weimin's, and he kept discussing poetry with Li Changle during the meeting. Fortunately, Li Changle had been tortured by Wang Weimin before, and with the stock in his mind, he could barely handle it.

This made Ye Xiande even more amazed. A young man in his early 20s, in terms of poetry attainment and understanding, Ye Xiande once again felt frustrated that he could not compare with a young man.

However, this is not the first time he has felt a sense of frustration. Although this is the case, Ye Xiande is not unhappy in his heart. Instead, he is happier. Such young people are the future of China's poetry circles.

(End of this chapter)