The two love each other. Fortunately, the lovesickness is silent, otherwise it would be deafening.

At this moment, everyone present tacitly agreed not to say anything, except for a centenarian old man holding rice paper, looking up in silence, with hot tears dripping down one by one.

Ye Lai seems to have seen his gentle wife. When they were separated, she looked forward to seeing each other every night, looking forward to the days to come, and looking forward to reunion.

I hate that we are so close to each other on stage, or we are so different from each other in the audience. It is no longer just me and you.

After the song ended and everyone dispersed, Mr. Ye Lai was helped into the inner building to rest. He took Gu Zhinan with him to call out two poems written by President Zhang.

Gu Zhinan wiped away the tears of the little landlady. Her charming peach blossom eyes had to endure too much today.

"Stop crying, I'll treat you to some candy later. It's so sweet that I'll panic."

Xia Ange chopped the nasty Gu Manzi into pieces, but she stopped crying and let his big hands rub her face.

"You kid, don't you say you have no inspiration?" Du Guangyu came to Gu Zhinan, Du Xiaoyan followed behind him, his eyes were red and stained with tears, but when he saw Gu Zhinan's actions towards Xia Ange, he felt confused.

Familiar people behind him also gathered around, looking at Gu Zhinan with different expressions in their eyes.

"I have it this time. Isn't it an accidental opportunity to write poetry?" Gu Zhinan smiled at Du Guangyu and glanced at Du Xiaoyan. She glanced away from Gu Zhinan.

"Yes, the palindrome of "A Love in Love", you have such a brain, if you keep on the road of literature, your achievements in China will not be low in the future!"

"Aren't I on the path of literature? I am an author!"

"How can it be the same!?"

"Hey, old man, as a literary leader, you can't treat him differently. Internet literature is also literature. The words are the same, but the meanings expressed are different." Gu Zhinan was afraid that this old boy would give him a set of brainwashing tutorials, so he might as well start with it.

To be strong, I will give you a burden first!

Du Guangyu was really stunned for a moment, sighed, and said with helplessness on his face: "You kid, what a mouth."

"Hahaha, you can't force it. Do you want Zhinan to consider coming to the Painting and Calligraphy Association to learn calligraphy? You can't have someone write for you every time, right?" President Zhang is open-minded and just wants to trick Gu Zhinan into joining the Painting and Calligraphy Association to learn calligraphy.

Calligraphy, study Chinese painting.

"No, I don't have that talent!" Gu Zhinan hurriedly refused, joking, why did he go in there? He couldn't draw shrimps well.

"My granddaughter-in-law? You are so cool. Come to Hengqiu. I will tell them to make you an international superstar!"

The landlady behind Gu Zhinan heard an old and serious voice. There were several black lines on Gu Zhinan's forehead. His son Sun Yuan was so serious and wealthy, so why was Sun Zhenghua's painting style different?

"Sun thief, your Hengqiu is not the one who trains singers. Don't delay me! Ange is a singer!" Another voice came, belonging to Liu Nian. He had been arguing with Sun Zhenghua ever since he tricked Gu Zhinan into calling him grandpa.

Even though they were ten years apart, their minds were almost the same.

Xia Ange was a little embarrassed, her head slightly lowered, her black and white pupils that had just cried and her long eyelashes looked even more lively. Her own aloofness was only towards outsiders, and these people seemed to be Gu Manzi's career elders, who could give

He helped a lot, but she was only nervous.

The small landlord's heart is very fragile.

Wang Yuyan looked at these two crooked old men. She also knew Sun Zhenghua. After all, her father often dealt with Hengqiu and they were also friends. She came to Xia Ange and stared at Sun Zhenghua with her beady eyes.

"Grandpa Sun, An Ge is an artist of our Dynasty Entertainment. It's not good for you to be like this!"

"Then, Yu Yan will come too?"

"Bah, bah, bah!"

"Hahaha!" Sun Zhenghua said not paying attention. Gu Zhinan came to the landlord. Seeing her appearance, he smiled gratefully at Wang Yuyan, and then smiled at Sun Zhenghua.

"Mr. Sun, she is timid. You will scare her if you do this."

"A cold goddess, cowardly?" Sun Zhenghua didn't know Xia Ange, and the image he had always seen in the news was relatively cold. He looked at Xia Ange, who was holding his clothes with his head down, and it seemed that it was really different from what was described in the news.

"Her coldness is just a disguise. She can't be cold to her own people. Mr. Sun is one of her own, so my Ange must respect her." Gu Zhinan said in a low voice, fearing that the landlord would hear it, and she would have to do it later.

So shy.

"Oh." Sun Zhenghua nodded, there are such fun girls in this world, Zhinan has found a treasure!

"That's okay, An Ge, I'm Grandpa Sun! Zhinan calls me Grandpa. If anyone bullies you in the future, come to me, and I'll help you cut him!"

"How shameless!" Liu Nian sighed at the side.

"I also thought about discussing poetry with you one day, but I thought too much." Bai Tiancheng also appeared at the right time, bowed his hands to Gu Zhinan, and imitated other people's ancient etiquette. Gu Zhinan did not return, because he was very handsome like this, and Gu Zhinan would not

.

"It's okay. You just need to be good at modern poetry. Don't be stubborn with me in ancient poetry." Gu Zhinan didn't brag this time. He was very serious. He was just joking. Tang poetry is not only 300 but also 30!

Tian Tiancheng didn't expect that Gu Zhinan would no longer be humble this time, and an unruly aura came to him. He was stunned for a few seconds, then he smiled helplessly, nodded, and walked away with the modern poem.

"Okay, it's time for us to go back. I want to join the Poetry Association and copy out "Love in Love"!" Du Guangyu was a little excited. Ye Lai went back to rest. Yichun Building also closed early today, so they couldn't stay here.

It's no use.

"Zhinan, come to the Poetry Association more often when you have time. We should consider your title as the honorary vice-president, and Xia'an Song Girl, do you want to join the Poetry Association? It's very fun." President Quan also said to Gu Zhinan.

, then looked at Xia Ange aside and blinked.

Xia Ange looked at Gu Manzi, then looked up at President Quan, and shook her head. She felt she was not worthy.

"Okay, let's go together then. It won't be a good idea to bother us any more."

Gu Zhinan nodded, but there was something he originally wanted to say to the opera people, but they were probably looking after Ye Lai now, so they could only wait until next time.

"You are so awesome in "Two Loves", what can I do to be as awesome as you?" Wang Lang's admiration for Gu Zhinan has reached its peak. It's really cool to compete in bottoms in front of everyone!

"Read more. Don't be anxious when there are seven stars in a row. It's best to wait for nine stars in a row." Gu Zhinan showed a meaningful smile to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang touched his head and felt a little confused. He grabbed Lai Jingming and asked, "What is this kid talking about?"

"Don't ask, I've asked before, he asked me to jump into the river!" Lai Jingming sighed, Zhuzhu sighed, jumping into the river is not difficult, but climbing up is difficult, isn't he still Lai Jingming?

"Where are Situ and Brother Luo? Have you asked?" Luo Feng was already familiar with Wang Lang after hanging out in two drinking establishments.

Situ Hongwei shook his head: "I'm not interested. Zhinan is a genius, but we are not. It's useless to ask."

"Don't ask, I don't want to cause any trouble for myself." Luo Feng also shook his head.

"Fuck! You guys are really hurtful with your words!" Wang Lang was hit by an arrow in the knee!

As soon as he left the house, he was still familiar with the magic pen Ma Liang. He had already taken off his clothes and was panting.

"Know, know the south, stay."

Gu Zhinan and the others turned around with doubtful eyes.

Ma Liang seemed to have run all the way here, and he was so strong that he could breathe like this, which made Gu Zhinan even more sure.

Yichun Tower is really big!

"My master would like to say a few last words to you. Thank you for your poem. My brothers and sisters and I also want to thank you. Thank you for allowing me to have some sustenance for my master's longing for his wife in the past few decades. Can you come with me?

For a moment? It won’t take long.”

He was a little embarrassed. After all, it was he who was asking for help, not them who came specifically to thank them.

"Okay." Gu Zhinan agreed quickly and smiled at Xia Ange and the others.

"Then you go back first, I will go back by myself later."

"I'll take you back later." Ma Liang immediately heard that Gu Zhinan didn't have a car.

Xia Ange pulled the corner of his clothes and said in a soft voice: "Can I go with you? I will wait for you outside. I want to go back with you."

After listening to tonight's story and the poem, Xia Ange felt strangely, as if she was particularly afraid of being separated from Gu Zhinan.

Gu Zhinan held her hand with his backhand and said softly: "Okay."

Wang Yuyan, Cheng Mengxi and others watched Gu Zhinan and Xia Ange disappear into the corridor of Yichun Tower, their eyes darkened.

"Let's go." Cheng Mengxi took the lead and walked out. She didn't say a few words to Gu Zhinan later tonight. Fortunately, everyone was the same.

In the center of the crowd, next to Gu Zhinan, it was not them.

Du Xiaoyan looked back at the direction Gu Zhinan left and kept up.

In the courtyard behind Yichun Building, Gu Zhinan realized why Ma Liang could run like that. It was indeed a bit big and winding around. This was probably where they usually practiced opera.

In front of the entrance of a small courtyard, quiet is the word that can be thought of in Gu Zhinan's mind at present, and there is some inexplicable rain in the sky. It is not heavy and it is difficult to wet the hair, but it adds a bit of confusion to the dark night.

"Here we come." Han Shaolan and Gu Yue stood at the entrance of the small courtyard. When they saw Gu Zhinan and Xia Ange arriving, they smiled and said hello: "Ange, will you chat with us outside?"

Gu Zhinan looked at the landlady, and she nodded lightly: "I'll wait for you."

"good."

Ye Lai was sitting under the pavilion in the small courtyard, looking at some flowers and plants in front of him. A modern street lamp outside the pavilion looked very quiet.

Yellow flower garden, green lanterns, night rain, and white-haired autumn wind.

This is probably the poem that best expresses this scene in Gu Zhinan's mind right now. He really showed his extraordinary performance tonight and read through the folder of poems.

The wind is a little noisy, but also a little cool.

The old man's costume has been changed into a robe and gown, and he is also wearing a thick long coat.

Gu Zhinan came to the pavilion and stood beside him, looking at the flowers and plants in front of him with him. The evening breeze brought bursts of fragrance.

Ye Lai was still reciting "Love in Love" from time to time, as if he wanted to read it to the wind, so that the wind would carry the fragrance of flowers and his poems and float together to an unknown distance.
To be continued...