Leader Wang waved his hand and said feebly: "Send me back to Gusuyi, and you will continue to host the closing ceremony!"

Immediately, Lin Tailai called his men, found a carriage, and sent the leader Wang away.

However, the departure of the old leader Wang did not seem to have any impact on the closing ceremony.

Finally, Lin Tailai said loudly: "I propose that the literary conference should be held every three years. Let's meet again in three years!

Now I declare that this literary conference has concluded successfully! Please bring the spirit of the literary conference back to all places!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood up and shouted: "Deputy Leader Lin! It can't be over yet, something is missing!"

Lin Tailai said dissatisfiedly: "Please call me the first deputy leader, don't call me anything else!

Also, what could be missing from such a successful conference?”

The man's original intention was to flatter me, but he didn't want to slap him on the horse's leg. He replied weakly: "There were no poems in the two main meetings, especially the first deputy leader, you didn't publish any works."

Lin Tailai couldn't help but fell into deep thought, why did he forget to write poems?

I used to love literature so much that every time I beat someone, I would never forget to write a poem and leave a name.

Now that he has become the first deputy leader in the literary world, he can actually forget about writing poems.

Could it be that after reaching a high position in the literary world, I have lost my original intention of literature?

Everyone in the big tent also suddenly realized, no wonder they always felt that something was missing.

There is no poetry in the literary conference. It is simply unbelievable. Why didn’t everyone realize it before?

After the first deputy leader Lin reflected for a moment, he slowly picked up the pen and wrote a poem in a large font for easy hanging and viewing.

Everyone stared at it, the title was "On Five Poems", the style was very good and very Lin Tailai.

Everyone knows that the first deputy leader loves to write poems, and often writes a poem at once.

“One of them anticipated a new idea for five hundred years, but after a thousand years it became obsolete.

Secondly, talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years.

I have never seen the three dwarves go to the theater. They just follow other people's opinions.

The fourth is that now I know that it is not possible to achieve it by force. One-third of human affairs and seven-thirds of heaven.

The five bear fishes laugh at themselves and are greedy. They want to be good at poetry but are afraid of poverty."

Okay! Everyone applauded from the bottom of their hearts. The content and ideas of this set of poems could not be more suitable as the closing poem for the establishment of the New Literary and Art League!

In particular, the phrase "talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years" is the best interpretation of the founding of the New Literary and Art League!

Although he heard the applause of all the literary elites, the first deputy leader Lin stood outside the crowd, feeling neither sad nor happy, let alone excited.

After being in a daze for a moment, the first deputy leader said to Gao Changjiang, the director of the New Literary and Art League and the president of the Storytelling Novel Research Association next to him:

"Ah! I will never be able to find the happiness I had after publishing my poems again. This is probably the principle of life where there are gains and losses!"

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Chapter completed!