The next morning, Chen Feng went to the company and told Zhang Tian 'ai the time for the website to go online. Then, he went to Tianjing alone. That afternoon, Chen Feng came out of the airport at Tianjing South Station and met a beautiful woman.
"Hello, Chenfeng. Nice to meet you. Let me introduce myself. I'm Zhang Xin, Teacher Jiang's student!”
Chen Feng smiled and nodded at her. He said softly," Sorry to trouble you!"
Zhang Xin drove Chen Feng to Tianjing University. Chen Feng wore a pair of sunglasses and arrived at Elder Jiang's residence.
After entering, he saw a silver-haired old man sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and reading something.
"You're here?" Elder Jiang heard the footsteps and raised his head. This was the first time the two of them had met. When Elder Jiang recalled it later, this was what he had said.
"Chen Feng has a calmness that surpasses that of mortals. He is even more indifferent than when he is being favored or humiliated. He is the kind of person who can truly remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him. This was also the reason why he was able to achieve so much.”
"Elder Jiang, hello!"
"It really wasn't easy to invite you to Tianjing!”
Chen Feng rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. He wouldn't wake up early if there were no benefits. If it wasn't for the Lecture Room, he really wouldn't have come to Tianjing right now. After all, he was busy right now.
"Elder Jiang, when are you going to record Lecture Room? The date for the show should have been set, right?"
"It's decided, but there's no hurry. It's not easy for us to come here. Let's discuss ancient poems. Those ancient poems of yours are all very good!”
Chen Feng helplessly shrugged his shoulders. He knew that Elder Jiang had spent so much effort to get him to come to Tianjing. It definitely wasn't something as simple as a show. After all, Elder Jiang didn't know about his history.
You want to discuss ancient poetry? Fine, let's see if I can scare you today! Chen Feng thought to himself, With all the literature on Earth as his backing, Chen Feng is definitely full of confidence!
"Sure, Elder Jiang, tell me, how should we discuss it?”Chen Feng pretended to be confused.
"With spring as the topic, you and I will each write a poem. I will be in charge of evaluating yours! How about you come and evaluate me?"
"Of course there's no problem!" Chen Feng nodded and slowly walked forward. He said with charm,"I don't know how to sleep in spring. I hear birds singing everywhere. The wind and rain come at night.”Four steps to compose a poem!
"This…this poem?" Elder Jiang was so excited that he couldn't speak. How could he be in the mood to write a poem? Instead, he picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, writing the poem on the paper.
"How about it? If Elder Jiang is not satisfied, I can make another one here!”Without waiting for Jiang Hanting to answer, he blurted out,""The sky street is as moist as a crisp drizzle, and the grass looks distant but not near. It's the most beneficial thing in a year's spring, definitely better than the smoky willows filling the imperial city!”
As soon as the poem appeared, Elder Jiang's brush fell to the ground. He looked at Chen Feng in shock as if he was looking at a rare treasure. Zhang Xin, who was smiling at the two of them, was also stunned.
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