art master

Chapter 90

Meizhuang Hotel is the largest hotel in Zhuocheng Prefecture. The entire Meishan Mountain is the backyard of the hotel. You have to be picked up and dropped off by car from the entrance to the hotel door.

The most beautiful time here is winter, when the plum blossoms all over the mountain are in full bloom. It is the place where literati and poets like to pretend, ahem, and cultivate their sentiments.

On the sightseeing car, with the moist spring breeze blowing, Hao Wenzhong introduced to Mu Bai and Bai Xiaoqi: "Tonight, the governor of Weicheng Mansion entertained the national scholars, bachelors, and students of Hongwen Hall, and wished them success in the next literary war.

"Reputable people from the entire Weicheng Mansion will come. You have to be modest and don't make a fool of yourself. If you have the opportunity, try to show yourself, it will be of great benefit to your future."

Mu Bai and Bai Xiaoqi looked at each other, this is Director Hao's opportunity to show their faces to the two students.Although Mu Bai didn't plan to make a big name in the poetry circle, he still thanked Director Hao very much, and thanked Bai Xiaoqi together.

The main building of the hotel is not a resplendent and modern building, but a tall and spacious palace in the ancient style.The hall where the reception banquet is held is huge, and it does not seem crowded when thousands of people gather here.

Mu Bai and Bai Xiaoqi followed Hao Wenzhong, listening to them talking about the current situation with Jin, and how likely this "literary war" is to win.

Mu Bai has always been not very concerned about this kind of "international event", and he didn't listen to much of what they talked about.

Mu Bai found it very novel at first, but after following Hao Wenzhong for a while, he felt a little bored.

Not only was the subject of everyone's discussion boring, but he and Bai Xiaoqi had to always regard themselves as juniors, and they were half dwarfs when they met each other.

Everyone was still very polite to Hao Wenzhong, but towards Mu Bai and Bai Xiaoqi, they were mostly like a connoisseur.

Mu Bai always felt like he was asking for trouble, but it was a pity that he couldn't lift the table because he had to worry about Hao Wenzhong's face.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the governor of Weicheng Mansion and Guo Shi Mi Qingfeng came to the venue one after another, and everyone took their seats one after another.

The seats between Hao Wenzhong and the two students were far away. When he was separated from Mu Bai, the old man did not forget to tell him to take care of Bai Xiaoqi, and there will be a poetry battle later on, let Mu Bai do what he can.

Mu Bai and Bai Xiaoqi's seats were quite far behind, so let's put it this way, if Hao Wenzhong, who is in the upper position, calls Mu Bai over, Mu Bai would have to trot all the way for two to three minutes to get to Hao Wenzhong.

Bai Xiaoqi sighed: "We are so far away from the bachelors, how can we express ourselves?"

"Then don't show it." Mu Bai gave Bai Xiaoqi a piece of spring roll: "First fill your stomach before we talk."

There were six of them at this table, and the other four were either young people or literati with limited skills.

One of the women in her thirties said coldly: "Where did these two bags of wine come from?"

Mu Bai didn't show his intentions, but it doesn't mean others didn't.

On the contrary, in this venue, most people hope to become a blockbuster. Even if they don't get the favor of those big shots, a few casual pointers from them will be enough for themselves.

It's not that their guidance can improve their own level, but that the gimmick taught by a certain master is something they can't ask for.

Even some people have worked so hard, trusting relationships and stuffing money, that they may not be able to get an admission ticket.

Those who can come in are all tense, ready to seize the opportunity to overwhelm the crowd, so the six people sitting here are faintly competitive.

Bai Xiaoqi had just picked up the spring rolls that Mu Bai had given her, when she heard what the woman said, she blushed and put down her chopsticks again.

Mu Bai glanced at the woman: "It's as if you don't eat or drink."

The woman sneered: "On an occasion like tonight, what is it to patronize food and drink?"

"Then you won't eat or drink tonight?"

"Of course not."

"You really don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat!"

"Okay!" Mu Bai said, "Auntie, please pass over the braised elbow in front of you."

The other four people, including Bai Xiaoqi, tried their best not to laugh.

The woman turned pale with anger, but Mu Bai still cupped his hands at the tablemate and said: "Everyone, forgive me, forgive me, we young people can't resist hunger, and we don't have a bad appetite like this aunt."

The other four finally laughed out loud at Mu Bai's yin and yang words.

The woman's face was livid, but such an occasion is naturally not suitable for an attack, so she can only hold back and find the occasion again when she has a chance.

This little episode really enliven the atmosphere at the table, and several people began to talk to each other one after another.

Mu Bai had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and be polite with them, what should be said and what should not be said, Mu Bai is very measured, for example, he and Bai Xiaoqi did not disclose the slightest.

After chatting for a while, everyone gradually realized that Mu Bai was not easy to deal with.

Around 07:30, with the sound of music, it was time for the art performance.According to the custom, what's the point of just eating and drinking?Only by performing some programs can the atmosphere be warmed up.

A slender figure in a red dress came to the small stage in the middle of the hall and immediately attracted attention from all directions.

The beautiful figure just sang: "Beauty is not born from a mortal womb..."

Everyone immediately applauded enthusiastically. Recently, the song "Big Canopy" can be said to be very popular, and it still achieved very good results despite the all-out suppression of Huiwen.

It can be regarded as a representative song of Weicheng Prefecture, and it is very suitable to use this song to entertain the scholars from Gyeonggi Province.

Mu Bai smiled and said: "I didn't expect her to win the opening opportunity."

The beautiful figure singing in the arena is naturally Gu Boying.

Mu Bai searched for the direction of the banquet, and as expected, he found Gu Changxing.

At the same table, a 27-year-old man surnamed Wu said with emotion: "That's an opportunity to start the show! Hey, it would be great if I was born in the Hou Mansion."

Sitting next to Bai Xiaoqi was a young girl in her twenties, she curled her lips: "Forget it, just look at how well he sings."

The man surnamed Wu smiled embarrassingly: "Have you heard about it? Miss Gu and the author of this song, Long, Long..."

Mu Bai reminded from the side: "My Neighbor Totoro."

"As for Totoro, it is said that Miss Gu has an affair with this Totoro."

The little girl in her twenties was unconvinced again: "Where did you hear the gossip? Totoro is very talented, okay? How could he be such a person?"

"Where is the gossip!" The man surnamed Wu said seriously: "Everyone who shoots the sound knows! Think about it, if it wasn't for the unclear relationship between Totoro and Miss Gu, why did it take so much effort to shoot the sound? Praise such an unknown composer?"

Although the little girl was still unconvinced, she didn't know how to refute.

It was the first time Bai Xiaoqi heard such remarks, and she looked at Mu Bai in surprise.

Mu Bai smiled and pointed to his legs and whispered: "My legs are all here."

Bai Xiaoqi was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what it meant.

"The legs are here, how can I have an affair with Senior Sister Gu." Mu Bai continued to explain.

Bai Xiaoqi nodded with a smile. During this period of time, Mu Bai was in the studio after class, so he had no time to have any secrets with Senior Sister Gu.She rolled her eyes at the man surnamed Wu: What a stinky mouth!

After a few songs, it finally came to the stage of fighting poems.

(End of this chapter)