Just as Li Zijing said, the third day will be very busy.

Professor Huang Bingtian wants to meet, Master Master wants to meet, and his mother wants to meet.

To be honest, Li Yun was a little surprised by his mother Ye Hui's resignation. You should know that it was where she had worked for nearly 30 years and her relationship was quite deep. Unexpectedly, she said she would stop doing it if she didn't do it.

After so many years of relationships, we can’t let go of it just by giving up. We must have to let it go when we encounter something that cannot be compromised.

Anyway, I'm afraid I'll be really busy the day after tomorrow.

But Li Yun thought about it, since the weather was so busy, he arranged everything he saw to the day after tomorrow and could do it together, so he notified Yang Chenghao to come and get the song the day after tomorrow.

Yang Chenghao happily agreed that he would arrive immediately even if he asked him to come in the early morning.

Li Yun felt a little frizzy when he heard Yang Chenghao's eager and strange voice, and he felt a little frizzy in his heart and had goose bumps all over the floor.

I'm afraid this guy has any indescribable changes in his heart after being green...

....

On the third day, Li Yun was waiting for the distinguished guests to arrive in the office.

When I met Huang Bingtian, I also met Master Yang Guangcheng and Yan Ying.

This is the first time Li Yun has met Master and the director of the Poetry Conference. They all look gentle and elegant, and full of scholarly spirit.

There is no such imagined "official power" aura as the two words "official".

Li Yun still put on that standard kind smile, simple and close.

"Several people come to the humble house, so that the humble house will shine..."

"Hahaha, Li Xiaoyou was joking..." Huang Bingtian sighed: "As these days, I have been thinking about Li Xiaoyou day and night, tossing and turning, and can't sleep at night..."

Li Yun's face suddenly froze and his chrysanthemum tightened.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night means...

"this..."

"Hahahaha, Li Xiaoyou, your poems are really great..."

"Forehead..."

Li Yun breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was because of poetry, but it was okay.

"My friends have appreciated it, and they all think that your poems are more than enough to be used in textbooks." Huang Bingtian didn't talk much, and went directly to the main topic and said: "If you don't talk about those broken poems, can those complete poems be sold to us? If you go to textbooks... we will pay 4 million and pack them all!"

Pack all into textbooks!

Four million!

Two houses!

One set of the outer ring of the capital!

This price is undeniable.

"become!"

Li Yun agreed on the spot.

"That's good..."

Huang Bingtian was also a little moved.

Li Yun actually agreed so quickly.

Originally, Huang Bingtian thought he would have to spend some time on his verbal talk. To be honest, four million was the largest amount within his authority. After buying these poems, he would write a report and make an announcement.

And for Li Yun, does he care about four million?

Don’t care. For a person who earns nearly 100 million, does he really care about four million?

The reason why I can agree so decisively is definitely not because of money, but because I want my ancient poems to spread and to let more people know the charm of ancient poems.

Li Yun, you are such a person!

Not for fame and fortune, but for a little acre of land in my heart.

That is art.

What a pure person...

Yang Guangcheng on the other side also looked complicated.

There are not many young people like this.

They also heard Huang Bingtian talk about Li Yun before.

He said he was a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune, and a person who had lost his low interest.

Under the peaceful and even humble body, there is the soul of a great artist.

At first, Yang Guangcheng was a little dissatisfied and thought Huang Bingtian was over-reputable. But now when he saw him, he realized that Huang Bingtian's evaluation seemed to be... not wrong.

Is he like a person in the entertainment industry? Unlike him, he can't see any profit-seeking ability, which can be seen from his behavior in making movies. He does not leave any promotion and distribution, and all the funds are left for production. No matter how he does, it doesn't seem to be profit-seeking.

Is he like a person in the literary and artistic circle? He doesn't look like that aloof and arrogant look and temperament from the sky to the ground. He is not stingy in spreading art. Even if he has super high artistic talent, he is not arrogant and arrogant.

He looks like an ordinary temperament, like a young man who can be seen everywhere.

It's more like a messenger sent by another world to spread culture.

He has a unique temperament.

Yes, it means returning to nature.

Everything is hidden in the heart, not revealed...

By this time, Yang Guangcheng immediately understood Li Yun's image.

An artist returning to nature.

Li Yun's image began to grow taller in their hearts.

Li Yun was smiling, but there was a little more excitement in this smile.

Yes, it's excitement.

With these four million, if you make a little more complicated, you can get a house in Beijing again.

Comfortable, really comfortable.

Subsequently, Li Yun gave these poems titles, namely "Nian Nujiao: The Nostalgia of the Red Cliff", "The Difficulty in Walking", "Going Out of the Frontier", and "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows East".

Then there are Chinese experts such as Huang Bingtian who compiled it. At the same time, they will also analyze the poems, origins, analyze the mentality of the original author Li Yun, and then use it as the test questions...

"This is Master Yang and Director Yan..."

Huang Bingtian introduced these two people.

At this moment, Yan Ying bowed to Li Yun on the spot, and to be honest, it scared Li Yun.

Why did he suddenly bow?

"Director Yan..."

"I apologize to you first. My arrangement was wrong at the Chinese Poetry Conference." Yan Ying said seriously: "Zhou Qiuye is my niece, and I arranged for her to ask you questions."

Wow! It turns out that you, an old woman, had to almost make a fool of yourself at the Chinese Poetry Conference.

Li Yun had no fluctuations on the surface, but in his heart he greeted her ten thousand times.

"Uh... nothing."

"So I will bear the blame for what's wrong with me. I really don't have to let poetry lovers all over China take on it, they don't have to bear this..."

"Um..."

"So Mr. Li, I beg you, can you tell me the second half of the difficulty of Shu Road? I can pay for it, as long as it is within my tolerance..."

Yan Ying looked at Li Yun with a longing look on her face.

She is also included in poetry lovers throughout China.

The second half of the difficulty of Shu Road.

She is very curious.

Because of this, she almost couldn't sleep at night, wanting to know what the next part of the road to Shu was like.

Not only Yan Ying, but Huang Bingtian also wants to know.

Huang Bingtian felt that if the next section of this poem "The Difficulty of Shu Road" could be completed, it would definitely be at the level of textbooks.

After thinking about it, Huang Bingtian suddenly discovered something.

It’s not just the “difficulty of Shu Road”, other residual poems and broken poems, if you finish them...

It's also a textbook level!

Huang Bingtian looked at Li Yun's awkward expression and murmured.
Chapter completed!