[Chapter 74 Both parties invite!]

Walking out of the restaurant, Wu Rui pulled Wu Feng’s arm and kept asking.

“Brother, brother! What’s the name of the poem you wrote?”

Wu Feng smiled slightly.

Not long ago, he couldn’t bear it anymore, and activated his “talent”, and directly wrote another famous poem handed down by Dongpo Jushi!

“Ding Fengbo!”

At this moment, he could guess with his toes that the guys at the banquet must have swollen faces, right?

Wu Feng smiled secretly. This kind of “plagiarist” method has only been seen in novels. Today, when he tried it, it really was just one word!

Cool!

On the other side, at the banquet.

Yuan Hua pitifully held the “Ding Fengbo” written by Wu Feng, and was scolded by Qi Zhenxuan.

“I really don’t know how Lao Fang judges people! He actually recommended you to join our Luocheng Literary Society before!”

“Now it seems! I’m afraid he is old and his eyes are blurry!”

Qi Zhenxuan roared with anger on his face, and everyone present didn’t dare to say a word!

In fact, what Wu Feng showed was too amazing!

The content of the poem “Ding Feng Bo” perfectly matched the previous scene!

This group of people were completely the culprits who failed to recognize the great man and drove away the great writer!

Qi Zhenxuan lost his temper and gradually calmed down.

He immediately ordered: “Come here! Quickly frame this poem written by Master Wu and send it to my study!”

Someone immediately took the rice paper from Yuan Hua, and until this moment, Yuan Hua was still confused!

“Mr. Qi! Why? This poem is obviously written very ordinary, and the characters are ugly…”

“Shut up!” Qi Zhenxuan immediately wanted to kick Yuan Hua out!

“What do you know!?”

“From today on, you, Yuan Hua, are not allowed to use the name of the poetry club to publish articles in any publication! We in the Los Angeles literary world can’t afford to lose this person!”

“When you figure out the meaning of that poem, go to Mr. Wu’s house in person to ask for forgiveness. After you get his forgiveness, come and talk to me about this matter!”

“Humph!”

After saying that, Qi Zhenxuan left with a cold face and waved his sleeves!

…

Wu Feng sent Wu Rui back to school. He looked at the time and it was already past nine o’clock.

He rode an electric donkey and ran a few more takeout orders before finally returning home.

As a result, not long after he got home, a black car stopped downstairs of his house.

The people who got out of the car were Qi Zhenxuan and Professor Fang!

“Is it here?”

Professor Fang nodded: “According to the address counted by the school, Wu Rui’s home is here, and Wu Feng is naturally here too.”

“Very good, let’s go up! Let me tell you everything later, and you must pay attention to your attitude!” Qi Zhenxuan said with a serious face.

At this moment, another car also stopped here.

“Hey, Mr. Qi, why are you here too?”

A middle-aged man with a slightly bald head got off the car. When he saw Qi Zhenxuan who was about to go upstairs, he shouted.

Qi Zhenxuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and didn’t turn back for a long time.

“You… Fang Tong!? Why are you here?”

“Hehe.” The man called Fang Tong smiled and pointed upstairs: “Mr. Qi, I’m here to see Master Wu Feng!”

“What!?”

Qi Zhenxuan was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned serious: “What do you want to do with Master Wu!?”

“Of course I want to invite Master Wu to join our calligraphy association!”

“Humph!” Qi Zhenxuan was so angry that he blew his beard. This Fang Tong was naturally invited to the banquet held in the evening because they all belonged to the literary circle.

He naturally saw everything that happened at the banquet, but Qi Zhenxuan didn’t expect that the other party would also come over.

“Fang Tong, you are so mean. Wasn’t it enough to laugh at our literature club’s joke at the banquet? Now you want to snatch us away?”

Fang Tong said seriously, “Mr. Qi, look at what you said. We all saw what happened to Master Wu at the banquet! Your literature club doesn’t know gold, but our calligraphy association hasn’t done anything to let Master Wu down…”

At this point, Fang Tong chuckled, and the implication was very clear. Your literature club just offended Wu Feng, and now you want to invite him again. How could it be so cheap!

Qi Zhenxuan almost jumped up and cursed, but he also knew that what happened at the banquet was indeed a bit unfair, so he snorted coldly, “Stop talking nonsense! In that case, let Master Wu choose for himself!”

After that, Qi Zhenxuan hurriedly took steps, not like an old man in his eighties at all, and went straight upstairs!

Seeing this, Fang Tong naturally followed him!

Here, Wu Feng had just boiled hot water and was about to soak his feet, when suddenly, the door rang.

“Who is this…”

As soon as he opened the door, Wu Feng was stunned.

“Wow, you guys are quite quick, you’re here so soon?”

Qi Zhenxuan laughed, “Master Wu, I hope you won’t disturb me by visiting me so late at night?”

“Yes.” Wu Feng replied cheerfully.

“Uh…”

Wu Feng smiled again and stepped aside, “I was just kidding you, come in.”

Qi Zhenxuan hurriedly walked in with a smile, and Fang Tong followed closely behind.

“Tell me, what do you want to see me about?”

Wu Feng was not polite and went straight to the point.

“Is this Master Wu…”

“Hey! Stop it, don’t call me Master, like a charlatan, just call me Wu Feng.”

Qi Zhenxuan smiled, “Then I’d better call you Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu, we came here this time to invite you to join our Los Angeles Literary Society.”

“Oh?” Wu Feng frowned slightly.

At this time, Fang Tong on the side also spoke up quickly: “Mr. Wu, I was really impressed by your elegance at the banquet! I came here on behalf of the Luocheng Calligraphy Association to invite you to join.”

“What the hell?”

Wu Feng was stunned.

He looked at Fang Tong, then at Qi Zhenxuan, and noticed the expressions of the two people, and suddenly understood something.

These two people are here to snatch people…

His performance at the banquet and the appearance of the poem “Ding Fengbo” attracted the attention of Qi Zhenxuan, which was naturally nothing surprising.

But what about this Fang Tong?

The calligraphy he wrote was just understandable, not to the point of attracting the attention of the calligraphy association, right?

Fang Tong seemed to understand Wu Feng’s thoughts at this time, and smiled faintly: “Mr. Wu, our calligraphy association is in the literary circle after all. With your literary attainments, if you can join us and make some breakthroughs in calligraphy, you will definitely be the brightest star in our Los Angeles literary world in the future… No! You will definitely be the brightest star

in the entire Chinese literary world!” “Moreover, our calligraphy association is very harmonious, and no one will provoke you!”

(End of this chapter)