His thoughts returned to the poetry gathering, and he once again recalled the entanglement with Ye Shu in his previous life, which made Xiao Hechuan in an extremely bad mood at the moment. His face was as gloomy as water. The more he endured her gaze, the more nauseous he felt and wanted to vomit.
Su Yanqing seemed to notice that something was wrong with him, and thought that it was his first time in such a place, so he felt a little uneasy, and said with concern:
"What's wrong, Tsurukawa? Are you feeling unwell?"
After hearing Su Yanqing talking to him, Xiao Hechuan restrained his expression:
"Nothing!"
It was a very brief answer, but it still showed his general mood at the moment.
Everyone who attended the poetry reading had not arrived yet, so we would have to wait a while before it officially started. After all, the organizer of the poetry reading, Mr. Xie, had not arrived yet.
Su Yanqing had to find some other topics.
"Hechuan, did you tell Aunt Xiao and the others about the visit to my grandfather's house that I told you about yesterday?"
"I have already said that, but the specific day I am free has yet to be determined. The shop will open after the New Year, and there are many things to do. My parents said that they are rough people and they are afraid that I will not know the rules and disturb Mr. Su. Therefore, I will choose a sunny day and bring my wife to visit Mr. Su."
Xiao Hechuan answered truthfully.
"Will Miss Xiao come?" Su Yanqing was most concerned about whether Xiao Lanlan would come.
His tone was too anxious and he couldn't hide his feelings at all.
Xiao Hechuan felt that he needed to explain things to him, so he took this opportunity to:
"Brother Su, to be honest, I have a sense of your feelings for Lanlan. I don't need to explain Lanlan's feelings for you. You should also know that family background and secular concepts are now a high wall between you two. It is difficult to cross. It is not something that can be crossed by mutual consent. As far as I know, Madam Su attaches great importance to the match of family background. However, my Xiao family is full of common people with no power and influence, which is very different from the Su family. Lanlan is troubled by her fate, but she has always been able to reflect on herself. She is a sensible, sober and wise girl. She knows what to care about and what not to care about.
I don't want her to be bound, I just want her to live a carefree life. If you insist on being together, there will be many difficulties in the future. Can she really be happy? How long can you hold on? Or how long can you wait for her?
I, Xiao Hechuan, am not being modest. I am also a pretentious person. I believe that my Xiao family will not always be in its current position. I will climb to the top one day, and then my family will be able to do whatever they want without any worries. Brother Su, do you understand?"
Xiao Hechuan's words were full of profound meaning. He first pointed out all the current gaps between the two of them, and then indirectly warned Su Yanqing, asking him if he could wait, if he could persist, until their two families reached the same level in the future, then they could ignore the gap in their social status.
He had no intention of breaking them up, because he knew clearly that his sister really liked him. If she liked him, why break them up?
After hearing what he said, Su Yanqing fell silent. He was a smart man and naturally understood the implication of his words.
He looked at Xiao Hechuan seriously and solemnly, expressing his attitude:
"I can wait. Since Hechuan has made it clear, I won't hide it anymore. Please tell Lanlan that I can't live without her. I hope she can give me a chance. I will stick to it."
This promise can be said to be extremely heavy. Su Yanqing has to withstand the pressure from her mother until the wall between them disappears.
To put it bluntly, when Xiao Hechuan becomes successful and famous, everything will be fine.
He, Xiao Hechuan, wants to give his family enough confidence.
"I will pass on her message. As for how she decides, I have no influence on that!"
"Thank you! Just your words are enough!"
After this short conversation, Su Yanqing's restless mood of several days suddenly calmed down a little. He now just wanted to know what decision Xiao Lanlan would make, would she persist or give up?
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With the arrival of Mr. Xie and the deans and teachers of several academies, the poetry reading officially began after everyone took their seats.
Basically, the first thing they did when they entered the boat was to ask the subordinates who Xiao Hechuan was.
Xiao Hechuan received gazes from many bigwigs in Jeju at once, some of them were admiring, some were questioning.
Especially Ye Congwen, when he saw Xiao Hechuan, his first impression was that this young man was indeed extraordinary. He would have to take a good look at his strength later. Several other academies were also watching him, so he had to strike first.
Also coming with Ye Congwen was Xiao Hechuan's teacher in his previous life, Mr. Zhong Yun, who could not be made public.
Mr. Zhong Yun still didn’t know the poem he wrote yesterday. He came to the poetry gathering today just on a whim and never thought he would encounter any treasure.
The poetry reading officially begins. The topic will be proposed by Mr. Xie and several deans. It is completely spontaneous and has not been prepared in advance, so as to prevent someone from leaking the topic in advance.
Mr. Xie first stood in his own center position and delivered a long speech. It was long and boring, at least for Xiao Hechuan. He didn't even listen carefully to what was said.
Finally, it is the highlight of today’s poetry gathering.
One hundred taels of silver, one square of Hui ink, and a piece of fine, uncarved white jade, which was completely pure white without a trace of impurities.
In the eyes of ancient scholars, Hui ink was a ceiling-level existence, precious, rare and high-end.
The words written with it are obviously different from those written with ordinary ink.
When the prize was announced, many students in the banquet hall were excited. Of course, those sitting upstairs were very calm. All the people present were well-known figures in Jeju and they came from good families. These prizes were not rare for them. What they were focusing on was sentiment.
For Xiao Hechuan, it was enough.
He has already figured out what to do with these three prizes and how to deal with them.
Just confidence!
The first question Mr. Xie asked was:
“Appealing to both the elite and the masses”
This question stumped many people as soon as it came up. It was too sarcastic. If it was a poem about love, flowers, snow and the moon, it would be easy to handle, but how can one write a poem that can be appreciated by both the elite and the masses?
There are no fixed requirements. You can write a poem or a lyric. There is no limit on the number of sentences. The final result and who has the best poem will be decided by Mr. Xie and several deans.
For most people, this question is extremely difficult, but for Xiao Hechuan, it is something he can easily solve and there is no difficulty at all.
He already had a template in his mind, but he was not in a hurry. He first looked at the level of others, and the finale was the most amazing.
Many people have already begun racking their brains, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of them, but have no idea where to start. Some people are mysteriously confident, while others give up before they even start!
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