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Chapter 217 Let's make the storm stronger!

After writing a poem, Wang Hao took a few steps back after writing, and showed the 42 characters on the table to everyone to see.

"The taste in the world is Qinghuan!"

Beside the square table, as he recited word by word, the expression on Mr. Guo's face became more and more exciting, and at the end he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Good poetry! Good composition! Good artistic conception!"

At this moment, the rest of the people who came back to their senses also came out to praise.

"This Qinghuan is not that Qinghuan. After chewing carefully, it seems to have a unique attitude towards life."

"Thousands of sails in life have passed, and perhaps they will all return happily in the end."

"This is an excellent poem!"

Everyone made no secret of the love on their faces, but it's a pity that this is a gift from Wang Hao to Guo Lei, otherwise they would really want to denounce it.

Hey?
Wang Hao was immediately happy, was he pointing at himself?
He immediately said: "Brother, don't worry, I will write you a new one at that time, and you can just say what style you want."

"Brother Hao!"

Seeing everyone staring at him, Fang Chao's expression changed, and he couldn't help but feel a bad premonition.

As he said that, he already hurried out the door.

It's exactly six o'clock in the afternoon.

Zuo Min'an told him about the background of the Guo family, and at the same time introduced Guo Lei's situation. If someone dares to trip him up behind his back in the future, Guo Lei will definitely play a huge role.

"Come, try some specialties unique to the capital."

Watching the elders leave one after another, Fang Chao couldn't help but put on a smile that was uglier than crying.

After sending the last person away, Zuo Min'an squinted at his dejected senior disciple, and couldn't help but laugh: "What are you doing with your face? Isn't it just some poems, calligraphy and paintings? Your little brother is still standing here, how much do you want?" Can't he just write it for you?"

"How are you?"

When he learned that he was still singing on the bridge that day, Wang Hao shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Guo Lei couldn't wait for Guo Lei to roll up the rice paper in a hurry, and said eagerly: "Everyone eat and drink well, I'll find someone to frame it."

"Tell me about you, how much money can Tianqiao earn by singing? After signing with the company, I will tailor a few songs for you, and we will sing on the big stage in the future!"

They have already elected Zhao Qin.

Some local seniors in the literary and folk art circles were picked up by their juniors at home, while the other part came from other places and stayed in the hotel, planning to return after visiting the scenic and ancient attractions of Kyoto on the second day.

Liu Wenqin breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that his lateness would cause Wang Hao's dissatisfaction, but now he didn't seem to care.

And Fang Chao originally planned to keep the share of "returning strength after thousands of blows, let Er wind from east to west" to himself, but it was a pity that he was asked to leave by Mr. Guo in the end...

……

"These are the outstanding figures who are currently active in the cultural and folk art circles. Among them, Zhao Qin and Yang Chuntao are the youngest, and these two are also the focus of training..."

Under the curious eyes of Liu Wenqin and Xiao Zhicheng, Wang Hao led a girl in ethnic minority costume into the car.

When Wang Hao and Xiao Zhicheng arrived at the airport, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Xu Xiaoya on the side giggled happily, and even Liu Wenqin couldn't help showing a little smile on his face.

Just like this Zhao Qin, although he is indeed the best young talent in the Endeavor faction, and his background is strong enough, but his character and behavior have never been able to satisfy Zuo Min'an.

Liu Wenqin's personality was a bit introverted, and he was obviously a little overwhelmed by the barrage of questions, and even sweat dripped from his forehead.

After listening to Zuo Min'an's explanations, Wang Hao suddenly realized!

Although he is not afraid of being bitten now that there are too many lice, but the storm is also very painful. After all, who knows what kind of moths these duplicity guys will make?

After two quick steps, Liu Wenqin walked through the exit with a painted suitcase and came to Wang Hao.

However, the "conservatives" headed by Zuo Min'an have a new argument. What they advocate is "having both ability and political integrity"!
Note that "virtue" comes first and then "talent"!
For Zuo Min'an, if a person has no virtue, no matter how talented he is, he will never go far in the future!

"Hey? Isn't this the little girl from the Jino tribe? Brother Hao, you really abducted her here?"

In the end, Wang Hao nodded and agreed, and promised to report to Zuo Min'an at Huaxia Drama Academy after the recording of the first season of Extreme Challenge.

"It's a deal! Then I'll tell you when I've made up my mind!"

In the end, he still failed to keep the poems written by Wang Hao.

Wang Hao's face was full of black lines, "Go, why did you come here? Please! Pay attention to your wording? Hurry up and drive your car, and take the two of them to dinner first."

The master and apprentice then chatted a lot.

"I'll work hard."

In summary, although this person is talented, he has no virtue!
It is also because of this that the two factions are constantly competing, especially with the upcoming establishment of the Huaxia Literature Archives in recent years, the Endeavor faction is constantly making small moves.

He was just about to run, but someone had already got up and walked towards this side.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Xiao Zhicheng stared at Xu Xiaoya for a long time, then suddenly his eyes widened!

This kid has a lot of works written by Wang Hao. Although most of those poems are full of irony, they can't conceal the profound artistic conception!

Zhou Liangyin, Yang Chuntao, Cheng Zhongqing, Zhan Zhuangping, Zhao Qin...

No need for Wang Hao to order specifically, Xiao Zhicheng ordered three bowls of soy juice and a bowl of soy milk as soon as he sat down.

In the breakfast shop.

By the time the two finished their conversation, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

Zuo Min'an nodded, frowned and said: "You must be careful in the future, these people have eccentricities, and they may cause some troubles to deal with you."

After returning to the business car, Wang Hao briefly introduced himself to the two, and then asked about Liu Wenqin's recent situation.

Just at this time, Guo Lei, who had gone to frame the poem, came back from the door.

But after hearing this, Fang Chao still sighed and said: "What I want is that artistic conception, and I won't feel it after writing it for the second time."

Four o'clock in the morning.

Wang Hao looked at the two with interest, but he was a little curious about what the two would say about the bean juice.

……

The "Endvanced Faction" headed by Zhou Liangyin intends to push Zhao Qin to the position of the leader of the younger generation in the cultural and folk art circles.

"It's so difficult to chat with women, even harder than singing on the flyover!"

Seeing this scene, many people subconsciously looked at Fang Chao at the side.

It wasn't until he arrived near the company that he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time secretly came to a conclusion in his heart.

……

Counting those couplets and poetry collections, Fang Chao has collected more than 20 works by Wang Hao, but it is a pity that in the end, only the copy of "Ling Gongtao Li is all over the world" is left!
There is no doubt that this is Zuo Min'an's share, and no one can take it.

When they arrived at a breakfast shop near the company, the people in the car had already become acquainted.

Facing the curious gazes of Xiao Zhicheng and Liu Wenqin, Xu Xiaoya behaved gracefully, without any shyness at all.

What they advocate is to use "talent" to take the top position, that is, to use enough talent to convince the insiders, and not to pay attention to others for the time being.

The three masters and apprentices stood at the door of the restaurant, sending off everyone who had left.

Zuo Min'an is a senior executive of the Huaxia Academy of Drama, so he naturally has the authority to recruit students. Therefore, after learning that Wang Hao is a graduate of the Huaxia Academy of Media, he proudly proposed the idea of ​​letting Wang Hao continue to study as a graduate student.

But unfortunately, Zhao Qin has never been recognized by conservatives.

"Really?" Fang Chao's eyes lit up.

Short hair, square-frame glasses, a broken guitar bag on her back...a proper street singer look!

"it is good."

This person who gave him a hand is now starting to give him a second hand, so what can he do?

"Really!" Wang Hao nodded affirmatively.

Accompanied by the fragrance of tea, Zuo Min'an gave Wang Hao a detailed introduction to the identities of those who opposed him at today's banquet.

Xiao Zhicheng showed a wolf-like expression on his face, and warmly greeted the two of them to try a sip.

Fang Chao was in charge of sending Zuo Min'an back home, while Wang Hao got into the commercial vehicle driven by Xiao Zhicheng, and the two rushed to the airport together.

Wang Hao nodded slightly, with a little solemnity on his face.

It was painful to dry the ink and preserve it, and in the end it was a waste of work, which made Fang Chao couldn't help feeling that the world was impermanent.

Unsurprisingly, after taking the first sip, the faces of the two who were still curious suddenly changed.

In fact, the flight ticket was originally scheduled for Wednesday, but it happened that there was a thunderstorm over there in Shanghai, and the plane couldn't take off. Unfortunately, Liu Wenqin had to come a day late.

...

Faced with Wang Hao's confusion, Zuo Min'an patiently explained to him many good policies about graduate school.

He grinned, with an embarrassed look on his face.

Following Zuo Min'an's analysis, Wang Hao also gradually understood why Zhou Liangyin led a group of people to provoke today.

In the end, after comprehensive consideration, the position of "Learning Leader" was temporarily shelved, and perhaps it could only be settled after the two factions reached a consensus.

According to inside information, the Huaxia Literature Archives needs a young man who is outstanding enough in the literary circle to be a "learning guide", and this is exactly the goal of the Endeavor Group.

……

Before leaving, Guo Lei led Wang Hao to look at the poem that had been hung in the banquet hall, and cheerfully promised him that he would call him no matter what troubles he encountered in the capital.

Fang Chao immediately let go of the boredom in his heart. Even though he was already in his 40s, he still had a childlike smile on his face.

Liu Wenqin nodded heavily, looking at Wang Hao with more emotion.

"If I perform well, I might be able to go to the Spring Festival Gala and become a household name!"

Wang Hao smiled and nodded.

Although he was too sleepy, Wang Hao insisted on coming to the pick-up gate. After waiting for more than ten minutes, a familiar figure came into his sight.

Fang Chao ran to settle the expenses with him, while the master and apprentice went to a special tea room in Qinglu Xiaoxuan.

It's too difficult for a low seniority!

Outside the gate of Xiaoxuan in Qinglu.

But after thinking about it, he suddenly asked curiously: "Then, didn't I hinder the implementation of their plan?"

Xu Xiaoya was obviously very curious about Liu Wenqin, asking him all the way about his experience of singing at Tianqiao, and would anyone really give him money?

In fact, in the final analysis, there is still no escape from the saying "literati look down on each other".

Wang Hao took the suitcase in his hand and said with a smile, "Are you tired? Let's go back to the car and wait. We have to wait for someone else, and then I will arrange a place for you to live in."

Liu Wenqin was alright, and barely swallowed it, but Xu Xiaoya vomited it directly into the trash can beside the table, with an expression of resistance all over her face.

"What's this thing? It's too bad to drink, isn't it?"

Seeing that Wang Hao was still gulping down the gulp, the two of them were full of shock, this thing is really for people to drink!
"Hahaha, this is called the baptism of newcomers."

Xiao Zhicheng smiled happily. When he followed Wang Hao to the capital, he was coaxed to take a big sip. The taste was so sour.

(End of this chapter)