The banquet hall of the Shanghai Hotel was already brightly lit, and everything was filled with brilliance.
Even though it was still early in the morning, the hall was already full of distinguished guests and very lively. Even though it was not crowded, there was no room for panic.
Under the playing of the band, elegant music floated in every corner of the hall, and beautiful notes surrounded every guest present, making people unconsciously want to be immersed in it.
The guests present were either members of the upper class or big shots in the cultural world. They stood together in twos and threes, socializing, greeting, being polite, chatting and laughing. In short, they were talking to each other happily, and there was a sense of "
The word "harmony".
Among them, the most eye-catching ones are the female companions that the men who attend the salon carry with them.
All of them are beautiful, or have extraordinary temperament, or are elegant in conversation, or are more beautiful than others. For a time, almost the entire salon has turned into a fashion show, a arena for beauty to compete for beauty.
Good wine, delicious food, beautiful women by your side, and an elegant and beautiful piece of music. It's a pity that such a picture that could have brought people a wonderful experience ended up becoming a group of people begging in the name of literary exchange.
A fig leaf for shameless literati!
Thinking of this, Li Qiang couldn't help but spit in his heart, but despite this, he still maintained the humble smile on his face, quietly listening to the so-called literati around him talking, and nodding slightly in agreement from time to time.
, blended into it abruptly, and even gained the favor of many people.
"Oh! Your Excellency must be the young nephew of the Ming family, Mr. Ming Qiang! I am Hu Siping, the editor-in-chief of China Daily." As Hu Siping said this, he took the initiative to extend his right hand to Li Qiang.
"So you are Editor Hu. I have admired him for a long time." After saying this, Li Qiang shook hands with him in a dignified manner, then took out a thick envelope and handed it over.
This time Hu Siping was confused, and he quickly asked with a surprised look on his face: "Mr. Ming, what are you..."
"To be honest, I just came back from Hankou. Commander Xiong asked me to forward this to you on my behalf. I am doing this as a matter of loyalty to others. Please don't misunderstand me, Editor-in-Chief Hu."
Hearing this, Hu Siping suddenly nodded, "I see. Speaking of which, Jiandong and I haven't seen each other for many years. How is he now?"
"It's good. I'll be released after a few more months of confinement."
"Confinement... Confinement?" Hu Siping was stunned on the spot after hearing this, but when he saw Li Qiang calmly looking at the envelope that had arrived in his hand after saying that, he immediately
Everything is understood.
And while Li Qiang was still "cleverly" helping Xiong Jiandong take care of Hu Siping, in a corner of the hall, a man in his thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a long gown, was tall and thin.
The polite man was standing in front of the well-dressed Begonia and talking.
"The shapes and colors of calligraphy are reflected in the square-inch inkstone. There are thousands of waves in it; if there are no words outside the heart, there are thousands of words."
Haitang listened with admiration on her face, "Mr. Shen is indeed a great talent. With just a few words, Haitang made Haitang appreciate the unpredictable and magical world of calligraphy, and also made Haitang feel her own shallowness and ignorance."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen waved his hand very humbly, "Hey! Where is it... Miss Haitang, just based on the few poems you just showed me, I can conclude that your qualifications have been taught by me." She is the best among female students. To be honest, when I was teaching you just now, Lan Qing was also very excited and couldn't help herself!"
However, before he finished speaking, the ambiguous atmosphere that Shen Lanqing had managed to create was interrupted by Li Qiang's sudden voice, "Haitang, didn't you say that you wanted to ask Shen Taidou for criticism and advice on a few of your poor works? Why? Did you come here?"
As soon as these words came out, although Shen Lanqing hated Li Qiang who had rushed out halfway, he still had to cough lightly, put on his noble air again, and spoke word by word. Said: "I am not talented. I am the Shen Lanqing you just mentioned. I didn't ask for advice?"
"Oh my, it turns out you are Mr. Shen, who is known as the leading figure in Shanghai's literary world! I thought you would be a rotten old man in his late teens! I didn't expect you to be so young, so disrespectful! Let me meet you, my name is Ming Qiang, and I am Haitang's friend."
"Your surname is Ming?" Shen Lanqing couldn't help raising her eyebrows after hearing this, "I wonder if Mr. Minglou, the current chief financial advisor of the Economic Department of the Ministry of Finance, is yours?"
"It's my brother."
"Oh!" Hearing this, Shen Lanqing showed an expression of sudden realization, "When Lan Qing was bored a few days ago, she also flipped through the China Daily and accidentally caught a glimpse of your brother's article... Ha, how can I evaluate it well? Woolen cloth? "
Li Qiang gave him a polite rather than embarrassing smile, and said modestly: "My brother is studying economics and is not good at writing. I think if it weren't for Editor Hu's kindness, he couldn't shirk it, and he wouldn't have rushed." Once the duck is on the shelves, the articles written will naturally not catch Shen Taidou’s eyes.”
Shen Lanqing realized that he had regained 10%, so he smiled proudly, and then continued to ask: "I wonder if you have read Lan Qing's article?"
Li Qiang also smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of Shen Taidou's jokes. I haven't liked reading since I was a child, let alone reading. After all, I'm just a rough guy, but my brother often reads Shen Taidou's masterpieces. I highly recommend your article!"
After listening to Li Qiang's words, the expression on Shen Lanqing's face changed from contempt at the beginning to disgust, "You two brothers really vividly explained the gap between educated and uneducated people. How old! In fact, there is no need to ask this question. In Shanghai, who has anything to do with literature? Who hasn’t read my article, Lan Qing? But what Lan Qing can’t understand is that he has obviously read it. How can my brother, who is a first-class article, still write such substandard things?"
"you!"
Li Qiang was about to say something, but was stopped by Haitang on the side, and then took the initiative to smooth things over, "Mr. Shen, don't ask too much of us! Writing is a great career for you, but for you For us ordinary people, writing is just a hobby or a job, and the two cannot be compared at all..."
"No!" However, before Haitang could finish her words, Shen Lanqing raised her hand and interrupted, "Haitang, don't belittle yourself."
While speaking, Shen Lanqing actually took the initiative to grab Haitang's hand, "Your qualifications have been recognized by me. We can have more in-depth exchanges. If you really love literature, I suggest you attend the Lanqing Lay Literary Lecture Hall." , how about receiving one-on-one tutoring from me?”
