Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 142

After closing the book review area, Qin Xiong thought about it, and then turned off the chapter review function inside.

As long as he builds a firewall early, the enemy's artillery fire will not hurt him at all, and he has no time and energy to deal with these angry idlers.

However, what Qin Xiong never expected was that although everyone couldn't make trouble in his little books, they captured Qin Xiong's Weibo, Douyin, Zhihu and other accounts one after another.

But these "Qin Xiong" who were unfortunately denounced and scolded by everyone are not Qin Xiong himself, they are purely suffering from the disaster, they just happen to have the same name.

Because tomorrow he will go to Chibi with Secretary Li Songling of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles to gather scenery, so after writing tomorrow's update, Qin Xiong went to bed early.

Maybe because she knew her behavior and accidentally hurt Qin Xiong, Yue Ying didn't dare to disturb him casually.

As soon as the next day dawned, Qin Xiong got up straight away and drove to the conference center.

According to the agreed time, at eight o'clock in the morning, the chartered car left on time, but Qin Xiong arrived at seven forty.

He looked around, but Secretary Li Songling did not arrive, and two buses were parked at the scene, but he was not sure which one it was.

At the same time, there are several half-hundred people from the generation of uncles and aunts wandering around.

It was Qin Xiong's first time to participate in the city's Writers' Association's gathering, so he didn't know anyone except Secretary Li Songling, so he felt embarrassed to go up and say hello.

At [-]:[-], Secretary Li Songling also arrived. Seeing other people stepping up to say hello, Qin Xiong also hurried over.

"This is Qin Xiong from the Municipal Internet Writers' Association, who is also a member of our Municipal Writers' Association. He has come to learn from you." Secretary Li Songling saw that he had not yet joined in, and introduced him on his behalf.

"Hello seniors, I will learn from you..." Qin Xiong quickly responded enthusiastically.

After some simple greetings, Qin Xiong was a little disappointed to find that all the people present were semi-retired or retired, and there was no young man in sight.

"No wonder Secretary Li said before that every meeting held by the Municipal Writers' Association is full of seniors, while the meeting held by the Internet Writers Association is full of energetic young men." Qin Xiong sighed secretly.

Fortunately, when the train was about to start, a young man of about the same age came. However, the other party claimed to go to bed at four o'clock in the morning, so he started to catch up on sleep when he got on the bus.

Qin Xiong had no choice but to sit silently in the back row, keeping quiet.

The car drove to the Wushang Supermarket, picked up the second group of members of the District Writers Association, and then quickly left the city, heading for Chibi.

However, the members are getting older, and there is no entertainment without showing.

After getting on the provincial road, the orderly buildings and buildings were quickly replaced by green mountains and green waters and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

After everyone got emotional, they quickly sang a verse with each other.

As soon as Qin Xiong heard this, he immediately became nervous. Apart from writing and being handsome, he really didn't have any special talents.

While worrying, the leader in front had already sung.

The chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, who was a lyricist and composer, drew applause from the crowd as soon as he opened his mouth.

Afterwards, the other members also opened their voices and sang.

Some sing Peking Opera, some sing Huangmei Opera, and some are good at traditional folk singing and bel canto...

Seeing everyone showing their talents one after another, Qin Xiong was also a little envious.

The literati of traditional writers' associations have different cultural heritage and talent accumulation.

Qin Xiong, a friend of their Net Writers Association, knows that everyone is busy coding and updating every day, and there are not many people who understand calligraphy, let alone these folk arts.

Many people are actually like him, apart from coding and sleeping, occasionally playing games and watching dramas, they can’t do anything else.

In traditional authors, he saw a positive attitude of living and learning. For them, writing is more of an interest and hobby, and not many people really make a living from it.

Because even if you want to make a living from this, you will probably not be able to survive. You must have a regular job in order to support yourself better.

After the singing was over, the main event came. There was actually a policeman in the City Writers Association.

His talent is very special. He didn't sing or do magic tricks, but he taught everyone about the law and reminded everyone to install the anti-fraud app as soon as possible.

Because according to him, even in a small city like Xiangcheng, the total amount of people being cheated every quarter is close to [-] million.

Moreover, these cheated people often lose the hard-earned money they have accumulated all their lives.

They receive a lot of reports every day, but after receiving the police, not many can help recover the losses. Sometimes even if they can recover, it is often after all the cases are solved.

Because once a lot of money reaches the fraudster's card, it will be scattered to thousands of bank cards, some of which are overseas cards, which brings great challenges to the tracking and recovery work.

In view of this, they tried their best to promote the anti-fraud app to all the people.

Installing such software is equivalent to installing a firewall on the mobile phone, and ordinary people are not so easy to be fooled.

Hearing what the other party said, everyone followed his request and began to download the app.

Qin Xiong originally planned to download it, but when he was operating it, he realized that it had already been installed on his phone.

After thinking about it for a while, he vaguely remembered that the teacher recommended this software to them when the kindergarten was on vacation a while ago.

At that time, I thought that it was requested by the teacher, so I installed it without even thinking about it. I didn't expect this software to have such a magical protective effect.

After everyone installed the software, singing Solitaire continued.

However, some people didn't know how to sing very well, so they started booing and asked those who could sing in front to sing a few more songs.

Seeing this, Qin Xiong hurriedly booed and asked the elder sister in front to play a few more songs.

Sure enough, after singing a few old songs, they also successfully arrived at the first destination of this collection, Dongjialing Village, Zhonghuopu Town, Chibi City.

At this time, the leaders and members of the Writers Association of Chibi and Jiayu had already been waiting here.

Qin Xiong felt lonely when he saw that everyone looked like old friends reunited.

To participate in this kind of folk gathering, you still need to be familiar with people. If you don't know anyone, it's too embarrassing to hang around.

Just thinking about it, Qin Xiong heard someone greet him.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he immediately saw that it was a new member of his Net Writers Association, and the other party was also a member of Chibi Writers Association.

At this time, even if they are not very familiar with each other, Qin Xiong still chats with each other to make it appear that he is not so lonely.

After a brief rest at the village committee, several groups of people went to the first scenic spot of this wind gathering—the ten-thousand-mu tea garden (Niangniangshan site).

The climate of Xiangcheng is very suitable for planting tea. When Qin Xiong took Qin Weiyi to wander around, he once went to Huangjingjitang. The tea garden there is also quite large.

But when he came here, Qin Xiong discovered that the scale here is even bigger, with a tea garden of ten thousand mu, its reputation is well-deserved.

Because it was close to ten o'clock in the morning, although the sun was a bit sinister, it couldn't frighten the members' enthusiasm for sightseeing.

Dozens of people lined up in a long line, walking on the trail in the middle of the tea mountain.

The breeze blows, bringing a fragrance of tea, which is very nice.

Going a little further, they saw large packages stacked on the ridge of the field.

And those villagers are collecting bags of new tea harvested by machines, waiting for the cars to come and take them away.

With green eyes, Qin Xiong silently followed the team, looking very relaxed.

And some lesbians have already started to "click" on the side.

One person took a photo alone, two people took a group photo, and many people took a group photo. They took photos with the sky, the earth, and everything in the tea garden. Their cheerful laughter was everywhere on the scene.

"Why, unhappy?" The only young man in the municipal association asked, deliberately walking a few steps slower as he passed by him.

"It's okay, the scenery here is pretty good." Qin Xiong said.

"Hehe, when I first participated, I was not used to it, but after getting along with them a lot, I found that they are just a little older, and their mentality is even more positive and optimistic than many young people nowadays..."

"I've already seen that although people are old, their hearts are younger than ours." Qin Xiong also laughed.

"It's all here, take it easy."

"I know, thank you, how about we take a photo together?" Qin Xiong suggested.

"Row."

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(End of this chapter)