In the car.

Liao Yuqing zipped the jacket and shook her head and said, "Let's go in and have a look."

He Xiao looked embarrassed: "I don't know your party either, so it's not good to have it?"

"Hey, it seems like I'm familiar with them. There are dozens of people in a party, and I only know two or three."

Liao Yuqing laughed, it turned out that he was here to join in the fun.

"That's it, I'll go with you to see it." He Xiao didn't refuse and followed Lao Liao into Moxiang Pavilion.

On the way, he learned that the reason why Liao Yuqing attended this party was because he liked ancient poems and couplets very much, and he also made many like-minded friends.

This gathering at Moxiang Pavilion should be regarded as the largest literary gathering in China, and it is held every year during the Lantern Festival.

The characters who came here are all the Taishan Beidou in the literary world. They are immersed in this circle for many years and are extremely famous.

For example, when those famous martial arts novelists in the last century mentioned their names, Chinese children at home and abroad were all known. Many novels have been adapted into classic film and television dramas, making indelible contributions to the field of martial arts dramas in China.

Such characters are all over the world, and the dragon is not seen at the end, but today they appear at this banquet.

It can be seen that the value of the banquet that Liao Yuqing attended was, even if he said it in an average way, it seemed that he was obviously modest now.

The two of them walked past the threshold of Moxiang Pavilion and walked into the hall. Suddenly, the charm of brush and ink and books came to their faces.

There are solid wood everywhere, sandalwood, and the beams above the head are carved with dragon and phoenix decorations. There is also a pool and stone mountain in the middle of the hall, which is clear and koi swimming inside. A small crosses the pool and can accommodate one person to pass through.

The decoration is really amazing, and the Chinese style is not cheap, so it is probably not enough for such a big house to get millions.

At first, He Xiao thought this was an ordinary restaurant, but now when he walked in, he realized that it was a real private club that ordinary people could not afford, and those who entered and left were either rich or noble.

This also led to very few people in the hall, and basically everyone came to attend this literary gathering.

"Haha, isn't this director Liao? Long time no see!"

After He Xiao and Liao Yuqing walked in, a hearty laughter came, and the visitor was about forty years old and had a goat beard.

"This is Fang Yuping, a famous contemporary calligraphy master in my country. His characters are very valuable and are all treasures that wealthy people are rushing to collect."

Liao Yuqing introduced He Xiao to avoid his unfamiliarity.

"Hey, this one is..."

Fang Yuping's eyes were attracted by He Xiao, and he was stunned when he looked at this face.

He Xiao just appeared on the Spring Festival Gala and was very well-known, so Fang Yuping recognized this as a star, but he couldn't remember the name, and was sweating profusely.

"Hello, my name is He Xiao, I'm a singer."

Seeing Fang Yuping's embarrassing appearance, He Xiao hurriedly reported to his house to resolve the embarrassment.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, He Xiao! Sorry, I was really confused just now, I didn't remember your name, don't take it to my heart."

Fang Yuping slapped his head, suddenly realized, and shook hands with He Xiao. The two of them met.

He Xiao noticed that Master Fang was wearing precious clothes, with jade around his neck, and a jade bracelet that could not be called on his wrist, which was shining and luster, and it looked very valuable at first glance.

I guess the master's handwriting is indeed very valuable.

"Oh, Master Liu is here too!"

Fang Yuping talked about He Xiao and Liao Yuqing for a while, and suddenly saw someone walking in from the door, and hurriedly walked up to meet him.

"That's Liu Xiangchun, a disciple of Master Su Lao Tao of the Couplet Association, and he is also a businessman. Yaoguang seems to have his shares."

Liao Yuqing looked at the master who came in at the door and said to He Xiao from the side.

He Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the word "Yaoguang".

Master Liu walked in with a smile and greeted a group of people. The content he talked about was related to literature and it sounded unsightly.

Then, another old man walked in, his temples were gray, about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a Tang suit and a dragon-headed crutch, followed by a young girl, probably a granddaughter or something.

As soon as the old man appeared, the party was in full swing, and Liu Xiangchun even met him immediately.

"Teacher, you are here!"

Liu Xiangchun, who was in his forties, looked like a good student in front of the old man, lowering his head and lowering his eyebrows, and supporting him.

"This is Liu Xiangchun's teacher, Master Su Lao Tao from the Couplet Association, and is known as the number one couplet in China." Liao Yuqing couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

Master Tao is so amazing that he plays couplet culture so well. He has a lot of prestige among the contemporary literati in China.

"I wish you all good luck in the New Year and good health."

Mr. Tao smiled and clasped his fists, blessing everyone around him. He felt that he had no airs when he heard him speak, but that kind of visual power was unstoppable.

The white-haired old man, wearing a Tang suit and holding a dragon-headed crutch, felt that this old man was not simple.

"Haha, old guy, your mouth is still so eloquent!"

Suddenly, another bold laughter came from the door, and an old man in black walked out with his head held high. His face was a little wide and his eyes were like a pair of big lanterns, hanging in his eye sockets, showing a fierce look.

Behind him, there were also several younger generations, both men and women. One of them stood in front of everyone, supporting the old man with a baseball cap.

"Master Feng is here!"

"What? Is this the famous martial arts master Feng?"

"Feng Chusheng is so old!"

"I was fascinated by Master Feng's novels back then!"

He Xiao also knew the old man who was present at the end because he was so famous. The pen name Feng Chusheng was famous at home and abroad as long as it was mentioned.

As for the original name, no one has any questions. He Xiao vaguely remembers that his surname seems to be Yang.

Feng Chusheng has been brilliant in his life. He has carried forward martial arts novels and has remade many classic masterpieces, and even some of the popular works have been remade several times.

"Old Yang, you are looking for me again." Master Tao looked at him with laughter and cry, but he was not angry.

These two are both Taishan Beidou-level figures in the Chinese literary world. One is the first couplet and the other is a martial arts novel master. His writing skills and attainments are not something to be praised.

As soon as they appeared, they directly pushed the atmosphere of the whole party to the peak and became lively.

Everyone gathered together in groups of three and happily discussed literary insights, while Master Tao and Feng Chusheng sat together to taste tea and discuss the Tao.

"Xiao He, I'll go and chat with a few old friends, just walk around by yourself." Liao Yuqing told He Xiao and couldn't wait to party with a few old friends.

Seeing this, He Xiao had to stroll around by himself. He didn't know anyone, so he walked around and ate two pastries occasionally, but no one paid attention to him or recognized him.

Because this is a gathering in the literary circle, no one is chasing stars at all, and literati are all pride. In their eyes, celebrities are actors and there is nothing to pay attention to.

So He Xiao was empty and there was no one around him, which made him feel the feeling of being an ordinary person for a long time.

He picked up a piece of Chinese pastry and put it in his mouth, which made him feel a little hot, which made him temporarily distracted. If he didn't pay attention, he would bump into someone else.

"Ouch."

A grievanced female voice sounded, one of the youngsters who followed Feng Chusheng, a girl wearing a baseball cap.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" He Xiao helped her up. After seeing her face clearly, he was stunned, "Aunt Xue?"

The girl was also shocked, "Mr. He? Why are you?"

"Shan, I want to ask you, why are you here in this literary gathering?" He Xiao was also confused.

Because this girl is not someone else, she is an employee of Yuan Yuxian Studio. The code name on the Internet is "Aunt Xue" and her real name is Yang Xuening, and she has a good relationship with Bao Yuanyuan.

Yang Xuening blinked: "I came with my grandfather."

"Your grandpa?" He Xiao was stunned, then remembered something, and his eyes couldn't help but widen.

Yang Xuening tilted her head and smiled, revealing a row of small white teeth.
Chapter completed!