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Chapter 25 Poetry
The poetry meeting was held in the reception hall of the school, and the two students who checked the invitations at the door stopped Yang Wenjun who did not have an invitation.

Mu Bai explained that she was here to help push the wheelchair, and then reluctantly let Yang Wenjun pass.

He asked Yang Wenjun several times, what was his plan?
Every time Yang Wenjun talked about him, Mu Bai didn't care, as long as she didn't come to send bombs to the Shihui.

After entering the poetry meeting, Mu Bai began to ask Bai Xiaoqi about the main people who participated in this poetry meeting.

First of all, there are two literary masters, Hao Wenzhong and He Yifeng, as well as some teachers from the Department of Ancient Literature and Modern Literature, and some outstanding students from the two departments.

In addition, the location of Shenghuai College is Weicheng Mansion, and several local famous scholars will also come.

It is said that it is a poetry meeting, but in fact, everyone is lively and lively together, exchanging ideas, mainly discussing, and few new works are released at the poetry meeting.

The Poetry Club also provides drinks, snacks, and melon seeds, just to add to the fun of the conversation.

The three of Mu Bai arrived quite early, and none of the important figures who participated in the poetry meeting came.

At Mu Bai's request, Bai Xiaoqi introduced him to the students from the Department of Ancient Chinese Language, who were all young people. With a few words, Mu Bai had already integrated into their topic.

Everyone has a bit of reverence for the author of "Quiet Night Thoughts". Seeing that Mu Bai is very kind and not at all the aloofness of the poets, everyone is willing to communicate with him more.

Mu Bai did this out of respect for the poetry club. Since he came, he integrated into the poetry club. It would be very boring to sit there with a cold face all morning.

And Yang Wenjun has been taking pictures with the camera, and asked her classmates to help her take pictures.

This is the privilege of the school beauty. Everyone knows that she has no invitation, but everyone still greets her with a smile.

At about nine o'clock, some famous poets and school teachers came to the poetry club chatting in groups of three or four. The students immediately surrounded them, listened to their high-spirited talks, took the opportunity to learn about some creative experience, and also took the opportunity to ask for advice on some problems encountered in the creation. to the problem.

Yang Wenjun also stepped forward to join in the fun, and asked her classmates to help take pictures of her listening to the teacher's explanation carefully.

As for what this girl wants to do, Mu Bai is getting more and more confused.

Mu Bai did not go forward with the professional exchanges between the teachers, after all, he knew in his heart that he was a "pseudo-poet", and he would have to reveal his secrets if he chatted with these famous masters.

Bai Xiaoqi didn't step forward either, and stayed by Mu Bai's side.

Mu Bai smiled and asked, "Why don't you come forward and communicate with the teachers?"

"My brother said that it's easy to get confused if you listen too much, which is not a good thing. Finding your own creative path is the most important thing." Bai Xiaoqi said: "And my task is to take good care of you." This is what Director Hao gave him. task.

"Your brother?"

"Ah."

"What he said is very good, and it is very applicable to you." Although he has not had much contact with her, Mu Bai feels that Bai Xiaoqi is a bit of a stereotyped girl, and most such people have a somewhat accepting character.

This is an advantage, which is equivalent to knowing how to persevere from the womb. This is very important on the road of creation.If you are surrounded by too many ideas, it is easy to get lost and lose this advantage.

"That..." Bai Xiaoqi suddenly hesitated to speak.

Mu Bai smiled and said: "Just say what you have to say, I won't eat you if you say something wrong."

"Mu Bai, do you want to publish "Quiet Night Thoughts"?"

Mu Bai was taken aback: "Can a single poem be published?"

"No, no, I know that there is a collection of poems being edited, and the editor-in-chief of the collection is very interested in "Thoughts in a Quiet Night". If Mu Bai agrees to publish it, I can help you submit the manuscript."

"This is a good thing." Mu Bai said with a smile: "I'm relatively new to the publication of poetry collections, can you tell me more about it? Is it a booklet with poems next to each other? There are still poems and annotations , have designs like illustrations?"

Bai Xiaoqi seems to know everything about publishing: "Generally speaking, a collection of poems will be a book with more than 200 pages. A poem will have two pages. The first page is a simple poem with background illustrations. The second page is Simply introduce the poet's information, the short stories he created, etc."

"The background illustrations are provided by the publishing house? Or should I provide them? Can a poet like me who only has one work have a short story?" In Mu Bai's impression, not those great poets have short stories ?

"If the author invites someone to draw the background illustration, the publishing house will provide a manuscript fee of 1000 yuan. If the author does not provide the background illustration, the artist hired by the publishing house will accompany the illustration. Usually, the artist of the publishing house is invited to provide the illustration." After all, the illustration The manuscript fee is only one thousand, and I can't draw anything good.

Bai Xiaoqi blushed a little and said, "Can I write you a little story about you? I have heard about the creation process of "Thoughts in a Quiet Night", and I also like this poem very much. I really hope it will be read by more people. people know."

Talented girl, your hope is great!Mu Bai smiled and said, "Of course. As for the background illustrations, leave them to me. Wait, I'll trouble you to go to Studio 503 to pick them up tomorrow afternoon."

Bai Xiaoqi nodded quickly: "Okay."

Just as Mu Bai was about to ask about the publication of "Quiet Night Thoughts", how to calculate the manuscript fee, suddenly a kind voice said: "Come on, let me introduce our great poet Mu Bai to you!"

The person who said this was a hale and hearty little old man with silver beard and hair. He was Hao Wenzhong, the director of the Department of Ancient Chinese Literature.

Before participating in the poetry meeting, Mu Bai found Hao Wenzhong's photo on the school website. He rowed forward in a wheelchair and said politely: "Thank you, Director Hao, for writing a comment on my work, and thank you for giving me the article on the front page of the school magazine. Chance."

Director Hao laughed twice: "You don't have to thank anyone, it's your poems that are well written."

Neither the teachers of the ancient literature department nor the famous local poets who knew the inside story thought that "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" was written by this clean and energetic young man in front of him.

The key is that he is still in a wheelchair, so it is even more difficult.

Even He Yifeng, who had a bad expression on the side, originally wanted to vent his anger on the author of "Quiet Night Thoughts", but he didn't have the nerve to speak when he saw Mu Bai.

It's not that he sympathizes with Mu Bai, but that he feels that Mu Bai is full of positive energy. If he deliberately seeks trouble, he will feel petty and arrogant.

Click!

Yang Wenjun filmed the harmonious conversation between Hao Wenzhong and Mu Bai.

Hao Wenzhong smiled and pointed Yang Wenjun with his finger: "It's fine to attend the poetry meeting secretly, and even take pictures secretly. If you want to take a picture, take a good one."

After finishing speaking, Hao Wenzhong stood beside Mu Bai's wheelchair, and Mu Bai also looked at the camera with a smile on his face.

Yang Wenjun quickly took another photo. She used a Polaroid camera, and the photo was quickly spit out from the camera.

Hao Wenzhong took a look and was very satisfied with Yang Wenjun's shooting skills.

Mu Bai said: "Why don't I write a blessing for Director Hao and give you this photo."

Hao Wenzhong said happily: "Okay, okay."

People from the surrounding circle also came together, usually to write something at a poetry meeting, just to show off their writing skills.

Mu Bai took the pen from Bai Xiaoqi, and wrote the poem "Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently." behind the photo.

He Yifeng on the side scratched his head with envy, why didn't he meet such a young man who just opened his mouth with good poems?

(End of this chapter)