In fact, this is his second relationship - his student is a girl named Wang Bowan.

This peat is not suitable to go in now, right?

No matter so many things, it is not easy to come.

Xia Hongjun knocked on the door with a thick face, and the sound of a chair being accidentally knocked over came from inside. After a while, he heard Haizi ask:

"Who?"

"I, Xia Hongjun from Yan Normal University."

The door opened quickly, it was Haizi, and there was a girl standing inside.

"Please come in, please come in." Haizi greeted warmly.

When Xia Hongjun entered the door, he first met the girl named "B" in Haizi's poem, Wang Bowan.

Round face, very cute.

Wang Bowan blushed and told Haizi that she was going back to the dormitory now. Then Xia Hongjun smiled shyly and said hello and hurriedly left the room.

Haizi seemed a little embarrassed and quickly explained that it was his student who was just telling her poetry.

Xia Hongjun laughed secretly but didn't point it out, and just told him the purpose of this time.

"Poetry Salon? Talk about the current status and development of poetry?"

Haizi frowned. He didn't like such a big talk in his heart.

"Xia Hongjun, if everyone recites poems with each other, I would be very happy to go, but I am really not interested in this kind of commentary discussion."

"It's not entirely a comment and discussion." Xia Hongjun hurriedly added: "A poem meeting will be held in the end. Haizi, I think you have written a lot of good poems recently, right?"

Haizi smiled.

I have written so many poems recently. He feels that his talent is gushing, and he also wants to share it with others.

"Okay, I'll go." Haizi finally agreed.

Xia Hongjun discovered that Haizi's complexion today was much better than before, and even his beard was hung cleanly.

Is this the power of love?

Saying goodbye to Haizi, Xia Hongjun sat on the bus and looked at the endless autumn rain outside, remembering the scene just now.

From Haizi's biography, I know that this is Haizi's second relationship.

The first relationship should have been in high school when I was in high school, and I had a girl named Luhua from the same village. This was introduced by my parents.

There was an early marriage among them. When I introduced this girl, Haizi was only in the first year of high school and was 14 years old.

Cha Haisheng, 15, was admitted to the Law Department of Yan University with a score of 370 when he graduated from high school (at that time), and he was admitted to the law department of Yan University with a score of 370. This means that he would have to have a "public meal" in the future and would not be able to return to the village to work as a farmer. Based on this consideration, the two families decided to terminate the engagement.

One evening before Haizi headed north, Luhua called Haizi to the woods outside the village, and leaned in his arms without crying or talking. After hugging each other silently for more than ten minutes, Luhua gently kissed Haizi on his lips and turned home - that was the first kiss of their two lives.

Five years later, Luhua married away from home. On the day of her marriage, Haizi's mother stood at the door and muttered to herself: "She was originally my wife." The news came to Yanjing. Haizi felt very uncomfortable. She hid in the dormitory alone and drank with wine. She wrote two poems, "Village" and "Girls". Before she got drunk, she told herself: "You must marry Luhua in the next life!"

In fact, at this time, he had known Wang Bowan for a long time and began his second relationship.

There are "P", "A", "S", "H" behind them... girls.

For this purpose, Haizi also wrote a poem "Four Sisters". It refers to the four women that Haizi cares about most in his life - Bo Wan, Anne, Shifen and Bai Peipei.

In fact, in a sense, Haizi is an absolute scumbag.

But this is the poet's personal virtue and cannot conceal his talent. Personal morality will never be the standard for evaluating a humanistic achievement.

And a person whose ideas and ideas are completely synchronized with the times will not be an excellent poet.

Xia Hongjun thought of another scumbag poet Gu Cheng again.

What made Xia Hongjun angry was not that Gu Cheng had a wife and had a lover, but that he actually killed his wife.

This has gone far beyond the scope of moral condemnation but a crime!

In the next few days, Xia Hongjun used his spare time to pull all over Yanjing City and visited his index finger, Mangke, and Xichuan. This time he also met another Luo Yihe, the Three Musketeers of Yanjing.

Luo Yihe was an editor at October magazine. He was a sunny and warm young man. In the end, he accepted the invitation happily and asked the Xia Hongjun whether he would invite Haizi.

"How could I forget him?" Xia Hongjun replied with a smile.

"Pull this kid out and go for a walk, don't stay in school all day long, or just run out to practice qigong." Luo Yihe said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

It seems that Luo Yihe also has a lot of complaints about Haizi's practice of qigong...

Well, I will find a way to persuade Haizi at that time. Xia Hongjun thought to himself, of course today is not the time.

In addition to these older poets, Xia Hongjun monk Zhongmin went to several universities to invite some famous poets presidents and well-known student poets.

Since the editor of October magazine was invited, how could he forget the Poetry Magazine?

What's more, they are still an old acquaintance with their deputy editor-in-chief Shao Xiang.

But Xia Hongjun was a little afraid to see him.

Since I recited a poem by Lin Bai's "Process" on May 4th Youth Day this year and submitted it to "Poetry Magazine", it has been almost half a year and has not published a poem!

He was afraid that Shao Xiang would say to him.

Originally, Xia Hongjun wanted to take Shang Zhongmin to see Shao Xiang together, but I don’t know why Shang Zhongmin said that he was uncomfortable and he didn’t go. Xia Hongjun only had to move forward alone.

Sure enough, in the office of the editorial department of the Poetry Magazine, Shao Xiang complained when he saw Xia Hongjun, saying, "What are you busy with recently?" Why didn't you see any movement? Have you forgotten to write poetry?"

Finally, he took out Kong Qingquan's name and said, "Do you want me to call your Teacher Kong and ask him to teach you a good lesson?"

Xia Hongjun had to explain repeatedly that he had been busy writing novels recently and did ignore this matter. In this way, he would like to write a poem in recent times.

"Don't say ambiguous words, that day will be the latest?" Shao Xiang didn't plan to let him go.

"Then... the day when the salon is opened at the latest." Xia Hongjun replied casually.

"Keep your word! You must recite it yourself at the meeting!" Shao Xiang refused to give in.

"Oh well."

Xia Hongjun had no choice but to agree.

When Xia Hongjun rushed back to the dormitory with exhausted expressions, he found that Shang Zhongmin was actually with Shen Jinzhu, Xia Dongfeng and Wu Xiaobing were playing around the table, "Bozhu!" This guy was having a lot of fun in his face. Even a model student Yang Tao was watching the battle.

Grass!

Xia Hongjun was so angry.

Eat and drink my own food. I am so tired like a dog. You are still so leisurely and comfortable!

So he rushed up and pulled the guy over. Shang Zhongmin smiled and begged for mercy, saying that they didn't play with Gongzhu in Chongqing, and it's very interesting to play now.

"Then what are you playing?" Xia Hongjun asked angrily.

"Mahjong, bloody battle to the end!" Shang Zhongmin looked proud.

"Shang Zhongmin, you lost again! Where can I put the note on? On my butt?" Shen Jinzhu looked at Shang Zhongmin with his eyes slanted.

He lost his level of playing with a pig in the dormitory and was often the object of offering sacrifices. Unexpectedly, a worse level came.

Hehe.... Poet.

I think it's a dead pig!

Finally, Shang Zhongmin accepted Shen Jinzhu's arrangement and ran to the dormitory aisle and shouted "I'm a pig" three times...

Of course this is a small episode. Xia Hongjun said that he went to the "Poetry Magazine" magazine to invite Shao Xiang as deputy editor-in-chief, and Shang Zhongmin was also very happy.

"Poetry Magazine" is one of the holy places for poets to make pilgrimage in this era and is also a place for the right path. Being able to come to a deputy editor can naturally greatly improve the academic level of this Salon.
Chapter completed!