"Siyi, why don't you even say hello to Master when you see him? I held you in my arms when you were born, and I even took you to buy candy when you were a kid and we were neighbors..."

"Master, it's been many years since we last met."

Wang Siyi smiled sweetly and greeted him. She had the impression that her father's teacher was very kind to her.

Ye Xiande laughed heartily, not seeming unfamiliar, as he had many disciples.

However, Wang Weimin and Li Xuexin were his closed disciples, and he provided them with a lot of care both academically and in terms of their future.

So I knew a lot about their family situation, and even for a period of time when I was working in Jinling, I was a neighbor of Wang Weimin.

"Is this the talented young man Weimin told me about? He is indeed handsome. Not bad, not bad."

Ye Xiande looked at Li Changle with satisfaction and praised him directly.

"Junior Li Changle, nice to meet you, senior..."

Li Changle didn't know how to address the old man in front of him. He couldn't just follow Wang Siyi and call him Master, but calling him Old Senior was definitely the right thing to do.

Moreover, it seemed that this old man had a very high status. Wang Weimin and several middle-aged men next to him were sitting around him. He was obviously a highly respected person or a person of extraordinary status.

Looking at his temperament again, although he is very old, he looks energetic and exudes a refined temperament. He must be a great scholar.

"Oh, teacher, let me introduce this to everyone. This is Li Changle, the author of the popular novel "Prime Minister of Love" on the Internet. He is one of my juniors."

Wang Weimin introduced Li Changle with great pride, but it was a bit of a pity.

If this guy was more motivated and more aware of emotional issues, he could directly introduce this person as his son-in-law.

Li Changle sat down with everyone else. Wang Siyi had already said goodbye and left, not staying. It was not appropriate for her to be the only woman in such an occasion.

"Changle, how did you come up with a poem like "Lovesickness"? I've been studying it over and over again these past few days, and no matter how I look at it, I feel like this poem is not simple..."

Ye Xiande, like Wang Weimin, has always been obsessed with poetry.

"Well, it feels like a flash of inspiration suddenly popped up in my mind and this poem seems to exist in my mind..."

Li Changle knew someone would ask this question, so she brought up what she had said to Wang Weimin before. She could only say to herself, "Don't blame me, Mr. Wang Wei."

Ye Xiande and his companions were speechless when they heard this answer. It was really good to be young. Such a timeless quatrain could pop out of their minds at any time. Several people's eyes were as sore as lemons.

Li Changle scratched his head a little embarrassedly. Although this statement was a bit pretentious, he had no choice. He couldn't think of a better explanation.

"Well, Changle, I think your poem is excellent. It's simple yet expressive. I think it could be included in the textbooks for elementary and middle school students. What do you think?"

"I have no objection, old man."

Li Changle was naturally happy. He could make the culture of Earth shine here and gain fame. Why not? In this case, he could only bear the identity of an ambassador of Earth culture (a freeloader).

"Okay, very good, then it's settled."

Ye Xiande nodded in satisfaction, and the more he looked at Li Changle, the more satisfied he became. Even if the matter was settled, all they had to wait for was a written agreement, but there was no need to rush it.

"Weimin, have you come up with any good works recently? Let me take a look. I haven't talked to you about this for a long time."

Ye Xiande told Wang Weimin that he had come to Jinling for three things: the first was to include the poem "Lovesickness" in the textbooks, the second was to conduct research and investigation with people from the Ministry of Education, and the third was to visit Wang Weimin, after all, he was his favorite student.

Ye Xiande, who had already completed the first task, was in high spirits and wanted to test Wang Weimin.

"I don't have any new works, but there is an old poem that Changle just modified and it feels more clever."

"Oh, is this true?"

Ye Xiande was quite surprised. In his eyes, Li Changle was young after all. It was understandable that he had the inspiration to write one or two amazing poems, but to revise something like that required a solid foundation and sufficient cultural literacy.

"Yeah, I thought lovesickness was just a flash of inspiration for him, but now it seems different."

Afterwards, Wang Weimin recounted to everyone what Li Changle had just said about pondering the meanings of the two words. After listening, everyone nodded thoughtfully.

"This word is changed brilliantly!"

"Weimin, I've heard of this poem of yours before, but after this young man's revision, the artistic conception has suddenly reached a new level."

"Good change, good change! Haha."

Ye Xiande laughed heartily, and looked at Li Changle with more and more satisfaction. Wang Weimin was really a treasure. If it weren't for his good relationship with Siyi, they would look like a couple.

Ye Xiande was thinking about whether to let his granddaughter Ye Susu get acquainted with Li Changle. Although Susu was a little younger, the young man was also young, and relationships could be cultivated!

Oh, what a pity, Ye Xiande sighed in his heart.

Li Changle looked at them praising him, not knowing what to say. He could only scratch his head and said:

"This is just my random speculation. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."

"Well, young people are humble and talented, that's a good thing. Are you interested in becoming a member of the Chinese Poetry Association?"

Ye Xiande asked with a kind look.

"ah?"

Li Changle looked at Wang Weimin helplessly, not knowing whether to agree or not.

Wang Weimin felt a little disappointed with the silly boy, so of course he agreed to him!

Wasn’t it just because of this question from my teacher that I was making the connection?

"Of course I am willing! This is an honor for Changle, a silly boy. I would like to thank the teacher for the introduction on Changle's behalf."

The vice president of the Chinese Poetry Association still has some power. It is not difficult for him to recommend a young person to the association. What's more, this young man is very talented. Who dares to gossip about him?

"Thank you, senior."

Li Changle clasped his fists slightly towards Ye Xiande and bowed his head to express his gratitude.

"Hahaha, it's our honor for the Chinese Poetry Association to have a young talent like you. We are all old, and we hope that you young people can shoulder the future of Chinese poetry."

Ye Xiande sighed that although poetry conferences have become larger and larger in recent years, there have not been any more outstanding works, and they can only be said to be mediocre.

This year's poem "Lovesickness" is definitely the most amazing poem in recent years.