Chapter 107 Is this another relapse?
The servant was stunned.
He's been working as a waiter at the No.1 Restaurant in the World for several years now.
As a result, he developed a keen eye for detail.
He can tell at a glance whether something is a mule or a horse.
In the past few days, I have encountered no fewer than a hundred eccentric individuals.
Upon seeing this calligraphy, the eccentric scholars would either turn pale or turn away immediately.
From an outsider's perspective.
Xia Zhou Fusheng has indeed presented Huazhou's literary world with an enormous problem.
But for the number one building in the world.
This Fusheng is a very good person, saving them a lot of manpower and resources.
But right now.
The young man in his splendid attire exuded a confidence that he couldn't understand at all.
What's going on?
Are you confident?
Or is it arrogance and ignorance?
The servant felt his brain was completely overwhelmed, but he still brought out paper and pen.
Lin Rui did not rush to write.
At that moment, two answers flashed through his mind.
The first one is a famous quote from a great person in a parallel world.
After careful consideration, Lin Rui decided to give up.
It's not bad.
On the contrary, this famous quote better illustrates the irreversible law of rise and fall.
In a unique environment, it can inspire great ideas that drive society to constantly seek change, development, and progress.
A single sentence was enough to make that era sing a triumphant song and forge ahead against the current.
This is a spirit of fearlessness!
But precisely because it resonated with that particular era, its use here is actually not aesthetically pleasing.
As for the other sentence...
They complement each other perfectly, because of the culture and the season.
If the moon had no regrets, it would always be full.
It not only fits the literary atmosphere of Huazhou, but also coincides with the special time of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The servant stared blankly at the seven characters on the paper.
He stared blankly for a long while before looking up in disbelief: "Is it Mr. Fusheng?"
"You recognize me?"
Lin Rui was somewhat curious.
"I recognized it from the handwriting."
Life is fleeting!
This is Fusheng!
My idol!
I never expected to meet you in person today!
At this moment, the servant was extremely excited.
"Sir, please follow me to the side hall to rest for a while."
They followed the servant to a side hall.
The interior decoration style is quite elegant.
First, he brewed a pot of hot tea for Lin Rui, and then the servant hurriedly left.
Ten minutes later.
Not only did the servant return, but he was also followed by two energetic old men.
Lin Rui was quite familiar with one of them.
It was Cao Kang, the president of the Literature and Art Association.
"Lin Rui, that's not very kind of you."
As soon as he entered the house, Cao Kang burst into laughter.
"After we parted in Xiazhou, I remember you mentioned that you had no idea how to come up with the second line of this couplet."
"Why is it that my inspiration has flowed so freely today, now that I've arrived at the No. 1 Restaurant under Heaven?"
Lin Rui hadn't expected to run into Cao Kang here.
"It's all Xu Laogui's fault. If he hadn't sabotaged us that day, I might have tricked him into revealing... cough cough... and obtained these seven words of truth."
Seeing Lin Rui's strange expression, Cao Kang blushed and quickly changed the subject.
"Let me introduce you, this is Su Banshan."
Su Banshan?
Lin Rui had heard this name mentioned by many people in Huazhou.
Moreover, I also saw Su Banshan's inscription on the white wall of Shuangxing Scenic Area that day.
A brief recollection reveals that the sorrow of parting from loved ones is fleeting, and the twilight years are numbered.
In short, it was too long; I only remember these two sentences.
This person seems to be as famous as Yan Zhenhui in the literary world of Washington.
"I have met Elder Su."
"To see the true face of Fusheng today is a great blessing in life."
Su Banshan nodded to Lin Rui, his expression full of admiration.
Although Cao Kang had mentioned Lin Rui's age before, I was still surprised to see him today.
"I heard from Leonardo DiCaprio that you have literary works that you'd like to have evaluated?"
Little Li?
Lin Rui looked at the servant boy at the door with a strange expression.
This title contains a lot of information.
"A poem."
Lin Rui nodded.
poetry?
Cao Kang and Su Banshan's eyes lit up.
If it were anyone else, they would dare to run to the No. 1 Building in the World and shamelessly claim that their poems are worthy of being the best in the world.
They've probably already been kicked out.
But this one is different; he is Fusheng!
A prodigy who has presented the literary world of Huazhou with an enormous problem!
This inevitably makes them feel a sense of anticipation.
"Little Li, go and fetch the writing materials."
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