"I'd better thank you Mr. Yan for your recommendation."
"Don't thank me, this is what I should do. I don't want Chinese Literature to miss you, a great poet. In fact, the reason why I participated in so many literary gatherings is because I like it, and I also discovered some talents." Yan Beishan said: "I didn't come in vain today. I met Brother Long, a talented talent."
"Old Yan, please don't praise me anymore, I will be proud."
Yanbeishan laughed, "How about we take advantage of the bright moon and have a few more drinks?"
"I still have something to do, so why not another day."
"Okay, we'll have a date later."
After the two said goodbye, a pretty figure flashed on the deck of the boat.
She watched Lin Fei and the other two go away, took out her cell phone and dialed a phone number.
"Mengyao, why do you think of calling me?" The voice of a lazy and magnetic woman rang from the other end of the phone.
"Ask my baby how it was during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"fine."
Qin Mengyao asked in a low voice: "He isn't there right?"
"who?"
"Who else?! Of course it's your domineering boss..."
"We were not together...I lived with my family."
Qin Mengyao said in surprise: "It's really strange. Didn't you spend the past few years with him? What's wrong with this year?"
"Actually... he has left..." The woman's voice became a little deeper.
"What?! He abandoned you, I said that men don't have a good thing, he is so infatuated with you, but he even abandoned you. It's really not..."
"It's not what you said. If he committed a case, it was a major case that had to be shot. He might run away, be caught, or die."
Qin Mengyao opened her mouth in shock, "What's going on?"
The voice on the opposite side gradually became dull, "I don't know, there has been no news anyway, even if there is news, it must be bad news." She changed the topic: "Did you call me today just to greet me? I remember you were in the TT classmate group, didn't you say that you would host the poems of Jiangcheng West Lake tonight? Why do you have time to call me?"
"The poem meeting just ended, and I called to tell you a big news!"
"Breaking news?" The opposite side obviously couldn't get interested. Perhaps nothing shocked her.
"I saw Sixue!"
"What?! Sixue, is it about Sixue who wrote about Sixue who left Kangqiao?"
Qin Mengyao said: "I don't know either, his pen name is Sixue anyway."
"There are many duplications of names, let alone pseudonyms."
"This is also possible, but he is really talented. He has won the poet's title of Tonight's Poetry Club. Every poem he wrote is perfect. Even Mr. Yanbeishan admires him very much. The Sixue you mentioned is so powerful, so I think it is the same person!"
"Where is he from?" Interested on the phone finally came to the other side of the phone.
"The Dongshan Province seems to be a businessman who comes here to do business."
"It's probably not." She was a little disappointed, "Since he has been publishing poetry and articles in the extracurricular reading materials of our Jiangcheng Yuying Middle School, even if he is not from Jiangcheng, he will definitely not be able to leave Anwen Province."
"That's right, leave it to me. With my relationship, I will find out him clearly. Maybe it's the same person."
"Yes." The opposite side responded lightly, no longer hoping.
"Okay, baby, I'll go inquire now, good night, have a good dream."
"Good night."
Putting down your phone, Tang Shiyin picked up the extracurricular book on the desk.
That's right, the person who spoke on the phone with Qin Mengyao was Tang Shiyin.
She has been terrible these days. She was stunned and kidnapped that night. When she woke up the next day, she was inexplicably sent back to the yard. Then she learned about Yan Peng's disappearance.
The whole city has been wanted by Yan Peng, and it was not until yesterday that news came out. Yan Peng's things were found under a mountain at the junction of Beijiang and Wushi, a carry-on pocket watch was found.
The remaining blood from the ground was extracted from Yan Peng's DNA.
Officials say that Yan Peng is likely to die, but his body has never been found.
After hearing this news, Tang Shiyin's heart was very complicated.
Yan Peng's meticulous love for her was the source of her gratitude for Yan Peng, but it was this kind of love that made her suffocate and felt like she was being locked in a cage. She was powerless to resist and dared not resist.
Now, she felt relieved. She opened the extracurricular weekly of Yuying Middle School and turned on the 36th page. It was a poem written by Sixue, called "The Street Market in the Sky". Tang Shiyin read it gently:
The street lights are bright from afar,
It seems like there are countless stars shining.
The stars in the sky are revealed,
It seems that countless street lights are lit.
I think of that ethereal air,
...
What a beautiful poem! Tang Shiyin's deep eyes stared at the night sky, and the starry sky was hanging with a full moon.
Her heart seemed to fly into the starry sky, wandering all over the sky.
The feeling of freedom is really good, and Tang Shiyin's face under the moonlight is even softer and more beautiful.
Where is he? Have you wandered around the world again? Now, I can also go out, poetry and distance.
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Mid-Autumn Festival is a day for family reunion.
Especially Zhao Yanran’s house hasn’t been so lively for a long time.
Since her mother was ill in bed, Zhao Yanran has never had any holidays well.
Now that her mother has recovered from health, how can she be unhappy?
Moreover, there was a guest tonight, Wang Feng.
He has already taken office at the Anwen Provincial Education Bureau. He has not had a holiday in the past two days and has not returned to Beijing to celebrate the festival. Zhao's mother has always been obsessed with Zhao Yanran's invitation to him for dinner. Therefore, she knew that he had not returned home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so she asked Zhao Yanran to invite him to her home.
Zhao Yanran was unwilling to do so, but she had already told her mother that Wang Feng was coming to her house, so she reluctantly invited Wang Feng.
Wang Feng is not only handsome, but also funny and humorous, which makes Wang Lan laugh constantly. To be honest, he is very satisfied with this prospective son-in-law.
However, Zhao Yanran looked faint.
"Cough!" Zhao's mother coughed dryly, "Yanran, you don't let Wang Feng eat more vegetables!"
Zhao Yanran came to her senses and smiled at Wang Feng, "Eat more."
"I have eaten a lot. My aunt's cooking skills are so good, and it's better than the food my mother cooks."
"If you eat more, eat more, just like at home." Wang Lan smiled with a loving mother's face, "If you have nothing to do, you often come to your house. What will you want to eat, my aunt will make it for you."
"Then I'm not polite." Wang Feng smiled.
"Don't be polite, I just like the excitement. It's better to have more people in my family." Wang Lan frowned and looked at her dazed daughter, "Yanran, what are you thinking about? Xiao Wang comes to his house and talk to him more."
"Yeah, I got it, mom."
"The moon is so good tonight. You can't finish your meal in a while. You go out for a walk." Wang Lan naturally wanted her daughter and Wang Feng to spend more time together. Isn't it more romantic on the full moon night?
"Mom, I won't go out. Isn't there a quarterfinals of "Return to Dreams" in a while? Can't we watch it together?"
Wang Lan glanced at her, "You don't want to watch talent shows! Besides, even if you want to watch it, Xiao Wang doesn't want to watch it."
Wang Feng glanced at Zhao Yanran and hurriedly said, "I want to see it, really want to see it."
Zhao Yanran then stood up and said, "Then turn on the TV, it seems that it has begun." She hurriedly turned on the TV, and the remote control was adjusted to the Beijiang Variety Show Channel.
"Hey, it just started."
Wang Lan smiled and said, "I knew it would be delayed."
"No wonder you haven't turned on the TV." Zhao Yanran smiled and said, "I thought you didn't want to watch it anymore."
"Look, how can I not watch it?"
The music talent show "Return to Dreams" is well-known in Beijiang. For this program, Beijiang TV simply shortened the time of Beijiang TV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, but also delayed "Return to Dreams" by an hour.
It was originally broadcast live at 9 o'clock in the evening, but it was changed to 10 o'clock.
Beijiang TV is mainly afraid that the program will conflict with the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. More importantly, if two programs are played at the same time, many people will inevitably choose to watch "Return to Dreams" instead of watching the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.
The main platform cannot beat the variety show and the deputy station, so it will be very shameless, so I thought of this compromise method.
They were still self-indulgent because the people of Beijiang prefer the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in China, so they just skipped the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in Beijiang.
However, I happened to be stuck in the Beijiang Variety Show's "Return to Dreams", so the ratings of this show were surprisingly high.
"Mr. Xin, it would be great if Brother Lin could come."
"I want him to come, but my teacher Lin turned off the phone the night before yesterday and has not made a phone call yet. It's so annoying!" Xin Ziyan said angrily: "It's okay, I won't turn it around if I leave him, Lan Xing. Bai Meng, don't be nervous, perform well, there will be no problem." Xin Ziyan encouraged Bai Meng.
"Well, I will definitely not disappoint Mr. Xin and Brother Lin." Bai Meng said, clenching her fists.
At this time, the horn sounded, "Players are asked to enter the background and prepare now, and the competition will begin soon."
The assistant and makeup artist next to her immediately adjusted Bai Meng, and Xin Ziyan also gave her a few words to the newly hired company agent.
Bai Meng and Xin Ziyan slammed their palms and walked into the preparation hall.
After seeing Bai Meng in, Xin Ziyan took out her cell phone and called Lin Fei. She was still in a state of shutdown. She pouted and murmured: "It's true, go out when you go out, why are you turning off the phone?"
However, after Lin Fei and Wang Manru and Zhao Ming got off the pleasure boat, Wang Manru insisted that Lin Fei go to the house she rented in Beijiang. Lin Fei looked at Zhao Ming with a green face and refused decisively.
He is a good-looking boyfriend, and even if he gets farther away, he is more legitimate than Lin Fei.
You can't let him think too much.
After coming to a pretty good hotel, Lin Fei asked Zhao Ming to send Wang Manru back. When he turned around and was about to enter the hotel, "Drip!Drip..." The sound of car horns sounded from the other end of the road. The window rolled down, and Lin Fei saw a face that looked like a flowery face.