When I was five years old, I helped my mother do test papers live, and I became popular

In Beidu, there is a unique street full of courtyard houses.

With a sense of time and antiquity, people who walk in have an illusion, as if they have traveled through time and space and returned to the Republic of China.

Ye Xiaotian appeared here.

Zhang Tingting leads the way.

Lin Shiqing followed closely behind, like a silly roe deer who had never seen the world, stopping and taking pictures while sighing.

The price of a courtyard house here is tens of millions to say the least.

Ye Xiaotian stared at Zhang Tingting's back, and said with emotion, as expected, nine of the ten lolitas are rich, and one lives in a villa.

Siheyuan is not inferior to villas.

In front of a courtyard, Zhang Tingting stopped, pushed open the gate, and led Ye Xiaotian and the others in.

This is a quadrangle courtyard.

Zhang Tingting brought Ye Xiaotian to a room, and went to another room with Lin Shiqing to play.

Ye Xiaotian pushed the door open and saw Ye Jiaying, who was chatting with an old woman.

"Xiao Tian, ​​come here quickly."

Ye Jiaying greeted with a smile.

Then he introduced him: "This is Tie Ning, who is currently the president of the Huaxia Writers Association."

Ye Xiaotian said hello politely.

Tie Ning looked at Ye Xiaotian once, and praised: "Sure enough, he is a young man who is born a hero and looks talented. The future can be expected!"

"you flatter me."

Ye Xiaotian was modest, and then asked curiously: "Grandma Ye, come to me, what's the matter?"

Tie Ning said, "That's it. This year's Spring Festival Gala, our Writers Association has a program, which is a group recitation program. I want to ask you, do you want to come together?"

Ye Xiaotian was surprised.

The Spring Festival Gala actually invited the Writers Association.

This is incredible.

Seeing Ye Xiaotian's surprised expression, Ye Jiaying smiled and asked, "Are you wondering why the Spring Festival Gala invites the Writers Association?"

Ye Xiaotian nodded.

"This year's Spring Festival Gala is completely opposite to the previous Spring Festival Gala. The previous Spring Festival Gala invited some celebrities, but on this year's list, there are basically no celebrities, only scholars and old heroes."

Ye Jiaying spoke eloquently.

"Oh!"

Ye Xiaotian nodded in shock.

Tiening asked: "Do you want to go to the Spring Festival Gala together?"

"I'm not a member of the Writers Guild."

Ye Xiaotian said with a embarrassed face.

Tie Ning laughed and said, "You don't have to be a member of the Association. As long as you are a literati, you can perform with us on the Spring Festival Gala. If you want to join the Writers Association, it is very easy."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have already been invited to the Spring Festival Gala."

Ye Xiaotian politely refused.

Tiening sighed regretfully.

She should have guessed a long time ago that a scholar like Ye Xiaotian is talented and popular, so it is impossible not to invite him to the Spring Festival Gala.

Ye Xiaotian asked: "Grandma Tie Ning, do you still need someone?"

Tie Ning nodded, she rejected many people just to save a place for Ye Xiaotian.

"What do you think of my mother?"

Ye Xiaotian knocked Lin Shiqing out.

Tie Ning hesitated, "I don't know much about your mother."

Ye Xiaotian introduced his mother out of conscience, and emphasized: "Only outstanding people can cultivate a genius like me."

Tiening was still hesitating.

She just took a fancy to Ye Xiaotian, not his mother.

"How about this, Xiaotian, you can write a poem on the spot, and if you are satisfied with Tie Ning, you can promise him, is that okay?"

Ye Jiaying said.

Tie Ning said: "I think it's feasible."

Ye Xiaotian asked: "What kind of poem are you writing?"

Tie Ning said: "Just write a poem with the theme of 'Chinese New Year'."

Ye Xiaotian nodded, stood up, paced back and forth in the room, pretending to be brewing.

In fact, he was just looking for suitable famous poems in his mind, those ancient poems that existed in his previous life but not in this world.

After thinking for about half a minute, Ye Xiaotian found a poem.

"The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu."

"Thousands of thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old talismans."

Ye Xiaotian read it in a rhythmic tone.

This poem is called "Yuan Ri", which was very famous in the previous life. It was written by Wang Anshi in the Song Dynasty. It is a classic New Year's poem.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Ye Jiaying clapped her hands in praise.

Tiening's literary quality is very high, so he naturally knew that this was a good poem, so he looked at Ye Xiaotian in surprise.

It only took him 1 minute to compose such a poem, which is really terrifying!

"Are you satisfied with this poem?"

Ye Jiaying asked with a smile.

"Unexpected and reasonable." Tiening said.

Ye Xiaotian hurriedly said: "Then I will take mother's place first, thank Grandma Tiening."

"Then let your mother prepare and come to rehearse with us in two days."

In the next hour, the three chatted about many literary issues.

For Tiening's questions, Ye Xiaotian can always answer quickly, which makes her even more satisfied.

"Xiao Tian, ​​do you want to join the Writers Association?"

Tie Ning wants to invite Ye Xiaotian to join the Huaxia Writers Association.

Ye Xiaotian said with a guilty conscience: "Am I qualified?"

"If you are not enough, no one will be enough."

Tienin said with a smile.

Ye Xiaotian asked: "Is it troublesome?"

"No trouble, just provide a one-inch photo."

"Then join in!"

Ye Xiaotian couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

Tiening was in a good mood, and was going to have dinner with Ye Xiaotian and the others.

When he just left the door, Tie Ning pointed to Lin Shiqing and asked, "Xiao Tian, ​​is this your mother?"

In the yard, Lin Shiqing was running away non-stop. Behind her, a big white goose was chasing after her with its beak wide open.

The corners of Ye Xiaotian's eyes twitched, and he nodded helplessly.

"It's pretty naive."

Tienin said with a smile.

Ye Jiaying shouted: "Stop playing, let's eat."

"I'm not playing, this goose has been chasing me for 2 minutes."

Lin Shiqing said without tears.

A beautiful woman came out of the kitchen, ran over, grabbed the white goose, and brought it back to the cage.

Lin Shiqing stopped, out of breath.

Ye Xiaotian walked over and asked, "Where is Sister Tingting?"

Lin Shiqing pointed to the corner, and Zhang Tingting was lying on the ground sprawled with a few goose feathers on her body.

Ye Xiaotian ran over, helped Zhang Tingting up, and asked with shame: "What are you all doing?"

Zhang Tingting told the ins and outs of the matter depressedly.

It turned out that these two boring fools ran off to steal goose eggs.

Discovered by the big white goose.

The big white goose rushed over and killed Zhang Tingting first, and then chased Lin Shiqing fiercely, trying to kill her too.

"childish!"

Ye Xiaotian was speechless.

After dinner at Zhang Tingting's house, Lin Shiqing took Ye Xiaotian back.

Night falls.

Tie Ning updated a scarf with the account of the Writers Association.

China Writers Association V:

Little friend Ye Xiaotian wrote a poem, it's very good, I'd like to share it with you.

《New Year's Day》

With the sound of firecrackers a year old, the spring breeze sent warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones.

What do you think?
When netizens saw it, they all yelled frantically, and some people took out their computers and kept deducting 6.

As for the student party, their faces turned black.

[I don’t know if it’s good or not, I just care about whether to recite it or not]
[I don’t care if I recite it or not, I only care about whether to write it silently]
[I don’t care if I write silently, I only care about whether to take the exam]
Seeing the comments from netizens, Tie Ning was a little confused. She just shared a good poem with everyone. What's the matter with reciting?