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Chapter 1106 Association
Chapter 1106 Association
Do you want to pull yourself into the club just because of a poem?

It's a bit ridiculous, right?Although this poem of mine is a classic, it shouldn't be so valued by others, right?

"What do you want me to do?"

Mu Han was still a little puzzled by this.

"I'm not sure, but he said that he wanted to ask you for something urgent, and he also gave me his number, saying that after you come back, if you are interested in helping, you can contact him, or wait for him to contact you tomorrow."

In fact, Sun Cheng's approach was not wrong, and Mu Han understood it very well.

I asked myself to take the initiative to contact the family, but I didn't say anything about showing off, otherwise I wouldn't say anything. By tomorrow, people will be actively contacting me.

The purpose is obvious, that is, I am afraid that calling myself at night will affect my rest.

And I'm contacting myself tomorrow, maybe it's also to convince myself?Or beg for your own help?
"Okay, I'll contact you later."

After thinking about it, Mu Han decided to contact her.

After all, the Poetry Association, Mu Han still prefers these people, and some very good poetry collections are all produced by them.

There are some that Mu Han has seen, and he also likes them very much.

"Ah."

On Tuesday, Ke hummed softly, and then sent the phone number left by Sun Cheng to Mu Han.

Then turn around and leave.

but.

"ah!"

Mu Han hugged her directly from behind the moment Tu Ke turned to leave.

Tuesu exclaimed in shock, but then calmed down.

But feeling the temperature from his back and lower abdomen, Tuesday Ke's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Mu Han, what are you doing?"

Ke asked with a flushed face on Tuesday.

Mu Han's sudden intimacy made Zhou Tui almost fuming with embarrassment.

Although Mu Han couldn't see the front of Tuesday Ke, he could tell it just from the reddened ears.

"I'm going on a date with Pu Bingqing, aren't you jealous?"

Mu Han whispered softly in Tuesday Ke's ear, and after speaking, couldn't help but blow into her ear.

This made Tuesday couldn't help shaking a bit.

"No, I didn't eat."

Ke's voice on Tuesday was very small, with a hint of tremor in it.

"Heh, next time I go out with you, okay? Just the two of us."

While talking, Mu Han gently kissed Zhou Ke's earlobe.

"Well, okay~ okay."

On Tuesday, he didn't dare to move at this time, which was really exciting.

When Mu Han saw Tu Ke's appearance, he burst out laughing immediately, and stopped continuing.

It would be fun if Ke Ke's brain congested too much on Tuesday and passed out.

So, Mu Han let go of Tuesday Ke.

And on Tuesday, after seeing that he was sent away, he ran directly to the door like a frightened rabbit.

But before the doors opened, Tuesday turned around.

"Remember what you said, go on a date with me next time!"

After speaking, open the door and leave and close the door!
Mu Han was also amused to watch.

Then he turned on the phone, found the phone number Ke Ke had just sent him on Tuesday, and called back.

"Dudududu!"

Soon, the phone was picked up.

"Hello, who is it?"

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man's voice rang.

"Hi, I'm Mu Han!"

Mu Han introduced himself.

"Great, I didn't expect you to contact me. It's like this. Did you write a poem today? Well, I wonder if I can listen to the second half of this poem?"

When Sun Cheng heard that it was Mu Han who took the initiative to contact him, he was overjoyed.

Then go straight to the topic, wanting to listen to the poems that my teacher is full of praise.

"of course can."

Afterwards, Mu Han cleared his throat.

"A ray of setting sun spreads across the water,"

"Half Jiang Sesu and half Jiang Hong."

"Poor night on the third day of September,"

"The dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow."

Mu Han can be said to have brought skill and emotion to finish reading this poem.

After Mu Han finished his recitation, the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and Mu Han didn't urge him.

After a while.

"Mr. Mu Han, can we meet? I want to ask you something in person."

Sun Cheng is much older than Mu Han, but he has used you at this time.

"You're being polite, but I don't have much time these days, and there's still a competition, so just talk about it if you have anything to say."

Mu Han really doesn't have much time. Tomorrow he will go to the concert with Xue Yiyi, and the day after tomorrow he will go on a date with Leng Leng, and then the competition will start. Of course, unless he asks himself out, it will be on Wednesday.

"Well, it's like this. I think you know that on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, we are going to send the works to the Mid-Autumn Festival, right? But the time is coming soon, but we are."

Afterwards, Sun Cheng and Mu Han talked about the problems that the Poetry Association is currently facing.

That is, the work cannot be produced.

Because every year is a new work, if it is not produced at the end of this year, we can only use poems written by the ancients.

But that would be tantamount to slapping the Poetry Association in the face.

After all, the Poetry Association has a large amount of funds every year to support members and create with peace of mind.

As a result, when you need you most, you can't take it out.

This is outrageous.

"A work for the Mid-Autumn Festival? I do, but I didn't expect that in the end, the work would be given to you, and you would be the ones who became famous, but I would end up behind the scenes. Also, I don't need money."

Mu Han said firmly.

In fact, every year at the party, whether it is the Spring Festival Gala or the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

The people from the Poetry Association all took the limelight, and the time of each show was very long.

Mu Han didn't want his works to be exchanged for some money or a verbal thank you in the end.

Of course, if there is no agreement in the end, Mu Han has also decided to write a poem directly, and then let Tong Yaya go to the party.

As Tong Yaya, it is more than enough to attend such a party.

"Uh, I need to communicate with the teacher, you see?"

Sun Cheng really couldn't be such a master, so he said to Mu Han apologetically.

"Okay, I'll wait for your reply, I hope you can satisfy me!"

Then the two hung up the phone.

And Mu Han also decided to go to bed after the live broadcast while it wasn't too late, after all, it hasn't been live broadcast for a long time.

Then I turned on the computer, and at the same time turned on the live broadcast equipment.

Then I notified and subscribed my netizens.

Soon, Mu Han's live broadcast room went from thousands of popularity, to tens of thousands of popularity, and finally to millions.

But, it hasn't stopped yet.

(End of this chapter)