Rebirth of Interstellar: She dominates the country with culture

Although the four great wits are collectively referred to as wits, they are actually two men and two women.

"The other two little guys didn't come. The younger generation of this exchange meeting should be Shen Xia and Xiaomeng who are showing off." Someone said.

"Haha, although calligraphy and poetry complement each other, when it comes to poetry, Xiao Xia is still not as good as Xiao Meng." Shen Xia's father, Shen Yanfeng, laughed.

"Xiaomeng is only good at poetry, and his calligraphy can't compare with that kid Shen Xia." Wu Mingguang said modestly.

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other and smiled.

Anyone can hear their pride.

In the absence of the other two talents, Shen Xia and Wu Meng have no opponents in their respective fields today.

"The two of them are not the only ones who have received much attention this time." The old president of the Opera Association, who had been silent in the corner, suddenly spoke.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words, Shen Yanfeng said: "Is there anyone else?"

"Qin Lan." The old president said a name.

"Mr. Zhou was joking. Qin Lan is a songwriter, so she knows some poetry and calligraphy." Shen Yanfeng shook his head.

Of course he knew about Qin Lan, and he planned to find her to write a song for the Calligraphy Association when he had time.

He admitted that she is very talented in songwriting, and she is also good at writing ancient songs, but reciting poems is not the same as writing songs.

And now there are really not many people who are proficient in this aspect. They have so many associations and have promoted it for so many years, and there are too few people who can accept and understand it.

"Her "Blue and White Porcelain" and "Red Ling" are very charming." The old president smiled lightly.

When everyone heard the words, they opened their mouths, not knowing how to refute.

After a pause, Wu Mingguang suddenly said: "Then it depends on whether she is my daughter Xiaomeng's opponent."

"Haha, anyway, no matter how good her poetry is, I don't believe her calligraphy can surpass my son Shen Xia." Shen Yanfeng didn't take it seriously at all.

He had never heard of Qin Lan knowing calligraphy.

Therefore, even if she has the talent of poetry, she doesn't panic at all.

. . . . . . . . . .

Inside the manor, Shen Xia hurriedly walked, looking around, as if looking for something.

And behind him, followed by a girl in a red ancient style dress, about [-] years old, with bright eyes and a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Shen Xia, wait for me." She held the skirt in one hand and followed quickly.

"Wu Meng, why are you following me?" Shen Xia stopped helplessly.

"Are you looking for Sun Jiaojiao?" That girl, Wu Meng, the daughter of the official Poetry Association president.

He came to Shen Xia and blocked his way.

"You don't care who I'm looking for." Shen Xia avoided her.

Wu Meng followed again, "I will take care of it! This time, I must tell her about your crush on her."

"How dare you!" Shen Xia frowned.

He grew up with Sun Jiaojiao and had a crush on her, but he never brought it up.

Some things, knowing that there will be no results, it is better not to say it, or even friends can't do it.

"We're a man, you're a genius anyway, so what's the point of confessing, I'll have a chance after she rejects you!" Wu Meng stood in front of him again, put her little hands behind her back, and said with her head held high .

"We're not suitable." Shen Xia was taken aback for a moment, then walked around her again and walked into the distance, this time his steps were even more hurried.

And Wu Meng looked at his back as he left quickly, and stomped her feet.

She pursed her lips, finally snorted softly, and followed.

. . . . . . . . . .

The door of the exchange meeting.

A suspension vehicle stopped, and Qin Lan and the others got out of the vehicle.

The outfits of Qin Lan and the others still attracted many people's attention.

Qin Lan and the others ignored these people. After all, they were under the spotlight and were watched by many people every day, so they were basically used to it.

"Let's go, let's go in for a stroll, I've participated in it a few times before." Sun Jiaojiao said with a smile.

Many people in ancient costumes have already walked into this large manor.

It's like a gathering of ancient literati.

Shi Lei stood aside, watching this scene, she had never seen such a scene before, her eyes were full of interest.

At this time, the barrage was also frantically swiping the screen.

"Go in quickly, we want to see Miss Sister."

"This kind of cultural meeting is really too rare."

"This occasion is too suitable for Xiaolanzi. With her understanding of ancient history, she will definitely kill again later."

"Come on, this kind of exchange meeting is full of big shots and geniuses, and Qin Lan's level is not close."

"You're right, it's okay for Qin Lan to write songs, but for professionals in this kind of cultural exchange meeting, it's definitely not comparable."

Sun Jiaojiao looked at these bullet screens and said that Qin Lan was not as good as these people, feeling a little upset.

She asked Qin Lan, "Xiao Lan, can you write poetry?"

Qin Lan was taken aback when she heard the words, then smiled and said, "Only a little bit."

"Okay." Qin Lan said that he only knows a little bit, and it's hard for him to refute the barrage.

A group of people walked towards the manor.

This manor is relatively large, divided into two areas, the front yard and the back yard.

The front yard is a display area for entertainment activities and ancient culture, and the back yard is a garden, which is also a venue for cultural exchange meetings that will start later.

Qin Lan and the others were going to the backyard and passed by the exhibition area in the front yard.

Here are some ancient earth cultures, as well as traditional costumes, calligraphy and paintings.

However, there are not many things that can be displayed. Due to historical changes, there were not many people who could carry ancient books and other things at that time. These displayed things were provided by the ancient family and the royal family.

"Xiao Lan, the clothes here are not as beautiful as what you designed." Shi Lei looked at the clothes area and said.

The clothing here is probably the most primitive clothing at the time, the type of gown, which is the kind of clothes made of a piece of cloth surrounded by a rope.

"Jiaojiao!"

At this moment, a voice of surprise came.

Sun Jiaojiao turned her head and saw that the person who came was none other than Shen Xia, the son of the president of the Calligraphy Association.

And behind him, followed by Wu Meng, the daughter of the president of the Poetry Association.

"You're Qin Lan, right? Hello, I'm Shen Xia."

Shen Xia came in front of several people and greeted them with a smile.

"Wow, Qin Lan, your outfit today is really beautiful." Wu Meng said in surprise when she saw Qin Lan's outfit.

"I'm so good at your songs, I didn't expect to see a real person today."

Qin Lan really didn't know the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, but the man called Jiaojiao should know him.

Sun Jiaojiao said, "Shen Xia is the son of the president of the Calligraphy Association. This is a well-known talented woman from Planet No. [-]. She has been very talented in poetry since she was a child."

Hearing Sun Jiaojiao's introduction, Qin Lan was a little shocked. It turns out that the Interstellar Age is not ignorant of Chinese history, but their research is not deep enough, and there is not enough information, so few people know about it.