What to do if you become famous too fast

When Lu Ping and Qiqi entered the inner room.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became a little strange.

All three did not speak.

Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen's gazes fixed on Wang Huan all of a sudden, making Wang Huan feel uncomfortable.

What happened to these two old men?

Why do you think his eyes are a little green?

Filled with hunger and thirst.

Yes... It's desire... It makes Wang Huan shudder.

Wang Huan picked up the tea he had made in front of the coffee table, took a sip, and said with a flattering smile, "Mr. Qu, Mr. Wan, that...hehe, that...you two called me here today, do you have something to do with me?"

Qu Lao said angrily: "Do I have to have something to call you over?"

This brat really doesn't know what to do.

His own students, I don't know how many people want to come to his house for a meal, but he refuses to let them come.

As for the outsiders of the three religions and the nine streams, there are countless people who want to use various connections and carry heavy gifts, just want to visit the door, but they are all turned away by Qu Lao.

Wang Huan is a good guy, he just doesn't feel honored to come to his house, and he looks suspicious.Seeing that this girl's ass is just slightly sticking to the sofa, ready to run away at any time, Qu Lao felt very angry.

Are we that unworthy of your trust?

Well...although we tricked you to come here this time, ahem...just to get the wool.

Thinking of this, Qu Lao felt a little better in his heart, and he showed a smile: "Wang Huan, don't think too much, we just want you to come over for a meal today, and it's a family thing. There is another thing I want to ask Let me know your opinion."

"what?"

Wang Huan was taken aback for a moment, what matter did he need to be consulted by the two big men, Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen?

Elder Qu smiled and said, "Do you recognize Mr. Su Yao, the famous educator and scholar today?"

Wang Huan nodded: "I know."

Qu Laodao: "Old Su knows that I have an unusual relationship with you, so he asked me to ask you a question. He deliberately used one or two of the poems of "Pipa Xing", "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", "Rain Lane" and so on. I don’t know if you will agree to the introduction of the new People’s Education textbook for the first time? If you think so, then he will ask someone to contact you to discuss issues such as remuneration and copyright.”

When Wang Huan heard this, his heart jumped up.

He had heard media reports a long time ago, saying that there were rumors that several of his poems would be included in middle school textbooks, but when this day really came, he still felt a little flattered.

I didn't expect that one day I would become the author of the Chinese textbook and be memorized by thousands of students in China.

What an honor!

Thinking of this, he nodded quickly: "Yes, of course I must."

Hearing Wang Huan's promise, Qu Mingfeng was not surprised. No one would refuse this matter if it was put on anyone's body.

Qu Mingfeng said: "Alright then, I will tell Lao Su about this later."

Wang Huan said: "Then I will trouble you, Mr. Qu."

Qu Mingfeng smiled slightly: "Small things, by the way, Wang Huan, I remember you said a poem in the backstage of "I Am a Singer" last night, what is it called?" ’, why didn’t you read the whole poem of this poem?”

Wang Huan subconsciously said: "The whole poem is too long, how could it be possible to read it all?"

Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen looked at each other, and both saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

It really is in stock!

And from what it means, is it another Yuefu poem?

What are you waiting for?

Must squeeze!

Wan Xiwen did not know where to find out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he had prepared a long time ago, and then arranged the rice paper himself: "Haha, you brat, you don't tell us if you have good poems, and you still hide them. Come on, Now I have prepared the paper and pen for you. And there is plenty of time, choosing a day is worse than hitting the day, why don't you write this poem now and let us open our eyes?"

shit.

Wang Huan's eyes widened, he couldn't guard against it, he fell into the trick of the old fox.

Chapter 0436

"I……"

Wang Huan glanced at the wolf-like eyes of Qu Mingfeng and Wan Xiwen, and he felt that if he dared to say no at this moment, the two old foxes would definitely take his skin off.

He felt that his throat was a little dry: "Well, Mr. Qu, didn't you just say that this time you invited me over for dinner and family chores? There's no need to write poems, right?"

Qu Mingfeng raised his eyebrows: "Lao Wan and I are both literati, and you are also considered half a literati. Isn't it just reciting poems and fighting against each other? As for eating, it's not time to eat yet. And the two of us An old guy is getting old, you have to respect your elders. So is there any problem with asking you to write poetry?"

Makes sense.

Wang Huan didn't even know how Qu Mingfeng said these words with confidence.

What made him aggrieved was that he still couldn't refute.

It's just that if he was asked to write the full text of the poem "Looking back and smiling at Bai Meisheng, Liugong Fendai has no color", he felt that he would collapse.

"Old Qu, this poem is a long one, how about I read it out for you two?"

Wang Huan said.

Qu Mingfeng's eyes became brighter: "Is it really a novel, or is it a Yuefu poem like "Pipa Xing"?"

Wang Huan shook his head: "Narrative poetry."

Epic!

That's even more amazing.

In addition to having a solid foundation in ancient poetry, you also need to be proficient in the historical and cultural background before you can write it.

Wan Xiwen was pleasantly surprised: "Then you should record it in words, and you can't be sloppy. And you are also very proficient in calligraphy. Based on the poem you said, it is estimated that this narrative poem will not be too bad. Go. Then the first draft you write will be a rare calligraphy in the future."

"..."

Wang Huan wanted to say that he didn't want calligraphy.

But soon, he was defeated by the green eyes of the two old men.