"Red Army, you... are you okay?" Chen Zhaodi looked anxious when she saw Xia Hongjun trotting over.

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Hongjun felt strange. He saw a few people following him, Xichuan, Cui Dongfeng and Lu Weihai!

Huh? Why did these unrelated people get together today?

"Chen Zhaodi, I have said a long time ago that if Xia Hongjun dies, he will die under the peony flowers. He will never commit suicide in the cold weather." Cui Dongfeng spoke, putting his hands in his pocket in his coat and sneered tone.

Chen Zhaodi felt a little embarrassed.

My God...

Only then did Xia Hongjun understand how these irrelevant people gathered together today, but they were all here to find them.

Chen Huandi was straightforward and told the reason.

It turned out that the two sisters got up in the morning and didn't see the car outside the Xia Hongjun gate disappeared, which scared Chen Zhaodi.

It was so cold that Xia Hongjun drove out alone for so early?!

Usually he would say anything to himself when he went out.

Could it be?

suicide?!

Chen Zhaodi suddenly thought of a word and couldn't help but shivering.

Last night, Xia Hongjun was depressed after resigning. He thought of Haizi, the dead poet Tadpole, and even Yan Yubing.

The more the girl thinks about it, the more she becomes, the more she becomes more panicked.

My sister Chen Huandi initially felt nothing, but later she was frightened by her sister's thoughts, so the two sisters were ready to come out to find someone. But Yanjing is so old, where are the only two girls looking for them?

Chen Zhaodi was anxious and immediately picked up the landline to call a friend she met. However, today is New Year's Day and she doesn't go to work. There are not many people at home these days. In the end, Chen Zhaodi only called Cui Dongfeng and Lu Weihai to tell the situation. Xichuan's home is relatively close, so Chen Zhaodi ran to someone else's house to talk about it.

Several people searched separately near this area and finally met by the Wanquan River. Unexpectedly, they found Xia Hongjun and Gome who were chatting here.

After hearing Chen Huandi's words, Xia Hongjun was ridiculous and crying, but his heart was warm, and this girl was full of emotions on her.

"I said Red Army, Gome, you two big men ran to the river in the morning in the wind and snow, what important things should you discuss? It made everyone find it easy."

"Xia Hongjun said he was going to set up a poetry award!" Gome said excitedly.

"Really?" Nishikawa was surprised.

Xia Hongjun simply said his thoughts.

"Yes, the poetry movement is so vigorous for many years, and there is not even a single poetry award in the country. Writing poetry is a welcome thing." Nishikawa sighed: However, setting up poetry awards is not easy, it requires careful planning."

"Xichuan, come to my house at noon today and let's discuss it together. There is also Yihe, call him up." Xia Hongjun said.

"No problem, Yihe must be very happy to hear it."

After roughly thinking about the matter, Xia Hongjun felt his limbs stiff.

It's peat, I stood in the snow and ice for two hours!

"I'll go back first..." Nishikawa waved and turned around and left.

"Send you back." Xia Hongjun shouted hurriedly.

"No need... a few steps." Shin Nishikawa left with a shallow kick. Gomei also said goodbye and returned to the dormitory of the unit and said that he would come after lunch.

"Red Army, can I participate?" Lu Weihai, who had not spoken just now, suddenly spoke and asked timidly.

"Your bookstore is not open?" Xia Hongjun was a little surprised.

"Xiaozhen is watching, there are not many people going out to read books in this cold day."

"Okay, come on." Xia Hongjun agreed.

Lu Weihai and Xu Meizhen were married last spring. At that time, Xia Hongjun was still intern in Dingxi. If he could not participate, Chen Zhaodi asked him to give him a red envelope.

With Xu Meizhen, a smart and virtuous assistant, Lu Weihai's bookstore has become bigger, not only has it expanded its storefront, but it is also said that he is also preparing to set up a branch near Yanda University.

Of course, his literary salon has been regularly opened and gathered many literary youths. Lu Weihai is also famous in the literary circle. He mainly writes various commentary articles.

This guy's poems and novels are not well written, but his literary comments are quite powerful, his writing is sharp, and he laughs and scolds, which is inconsistent with his gentle image in reality.

After hearing this, Lu Weihai left happily and only Cui Dongfeng was left.

"Old Cui, are you participating?" Xia Hongjun asked.

"You are all poets, why am I here to join us?" Cui Dongfeng still had a lazy expression. "However, Xia Hongjun, I really didn't expect you to like poetry so much."

"Did you like poetry very much at the beginning?" Xia Hongjun asked with a smile.

"Yes, I liked it at that time." Cui Dongfeng put his hands in his pockets and walked two steps to make a creaking sound in the snow. He said again: "Lao Xia, do you still remember the first time when we just entered the school five years ago, my buddies drank in the dormitory?"

"Remember, you were talking loudly at that time and you must be able to write poetry if you want to find a beautiful girl in Normal University to fall in love." Xia Hongjun replied with a smile: "That guy Shen has always been pestering me to teach him how to write poetry during that time."

"Yes... Everyone liked poetry at that time, and girls especially liked poetry. But now it's different." Cui Dongfeng sighed: "I dare say that you, Xia Hongjun, just chanted the second sentence "Although the wind mostly bypassed my soul", which is not as good as you drive a second-hand Santana in the eyes of some girls."

"Go away!"

After saying that, Cui Dongfeng turned around and left.

"Old Xia, you guys want to get a poetry award. I suggest it is best to set up an institution to register at the District Civil Affairs Bureau. If you need help from your buddy, come and find me..." Cui Dongfeng's voice

It came from afar.

Xia Hongjun opened his mouth but said nothing.

"Brother-in-law, I think your classmate is too extreme. In fact, many girls still like very talented boys now." Chen Huandi suddenly said.

For example, do you like Han Ning?

Xia Hongjun remembered the Mercedes-Benz and BMWs roaming on the university campus again, and the drink bottles on the roofs of luxury cars parked at the school gate.

Times have begun to change, and the era of white clothes has slowly gone away.

"Let's go, go home." Xia Hongjun sighed deeply and walked towards Santana on the side of the road.

In the afternoon, everyone had to discuss the preparation of the poetry award, so naturally they couldn't go to Jietai Temple to play. Xia Hongjun asked the Chen sisters to go around the city by themselves. Chen Huandi wanted to go, but her sister was unwilling.

If you want a guest to come at home, you must greet him at home.

At around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Xichuan, Luo Yihe and others came to Yueya Hutong one after another. They were drinking the tea made by Chen Zhaodi in the warm living room and began to discuss the poetry award.

Everyone had a heated discussion and serious discussion. It was not until almost six o'clock in the afternoon that the basic framework of the Poetry Award was built.
Chapter completed!