Chapter 217 He is in hospital
Xu Linghe said: "Of course, although there are not many women who participate in poetry competitions, there are still a few every year. Even last year, the champion of the piano art at the late spring poetry competition was a woman."
"That woman was originally just a concubine's daughter. It was because she won the championship that she became famous. People came to propose marriage one after another, and later she married into the Marquis's mansion."
"But she is the only woman who has won the championship in all these years. If you want to go, we can go together."
Feng Qingyi shook her head, "Since you have already made an appointment with Mr. Zhao, you two can go together. I won't bother you. Just tell me where you are, and I will go by myself when the time comes."
Xu Linghe: "That's fine. I will be a spectator and watch you two shine. . "
Feng Qingyi: "So, Mr. Zhao is going to participate too?"
Xu Linghe: "Mr. Zhao's calligraphy is unique. This time, he has the opportunity, so he will show it off. After all, the Late Spring Poetry Festival only happens once a year."
"Although there is a Winter Poetry Festival in December, not many people participate in it. Those who go are unknown people, not very powerful."
"Shangguan Yi can win the Winter Poetry Festival with his level. You can imagine the level of the Winter Poetry Festival."
Feng Qingyi asked: "What do I need to prepare for the poetry festival?"
"No need to prepare anything. Wenyuan will prepare everything you need, including chess, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. So what are you going to choose?" Xu Linghe said.
Feng Qingyi thought of the courses she had studied. She had already completed all the painting courses, and her zither skills were now advanced. She should give these two a try.
As for chess and calligraphy, she is now at an intermediate stage. Compared with the powerful masters, she should not be good enough.
"Can one person do multiple things?"
Xu Linghe nodded, "As long as you have time, it's all possible."
"That's good. I haven't figured out what to do specifically yet. I'll go and see the day after tomorrow." Feng Qingyi said.
Xu Linghe: "My father and mother asked me to go back for lunch today, so I can't stay with you. I'm going home first."
Feng Qingyi nodded, "Okay, then you go back quickly. See you the day after tomorrow."
After Xu Linghe left, Feng Qingyi sat on a chair and took a sip of the tea that the waiter had just brought.
Just after taking a sip, Qian Jue strode in and sat down next to Feng Qingyi very casually.
"I just heard that you were talking about the poetry meeting. Do you want to go too?"
Feng Qingyi: "Well, I heard that you are the champion of painting."
"It's just a small skill of withering insects, but there is no better painter than me in Shengjing." Qian Jue said.
Feng Qingyi: "Don't brag, don't let yourself get caught in a trap."
"From what you said, you want to join the society and challenge me?" Qian Jue asked.
Feng Qingyi asked back, "Why, can't I go?"
"Of course you can go if you want to, but if you want to beat me in painting, you have to practice for a few more years." Qian Jue picked up the cakes on the table and ate two pieces.
"I don't know if I can beat you for now, but I have to try. Maybe everyone is more optimistic about my painting!"
Although there is still a gap between her and this person, if she doesn't dare to compete, she is not her.
Anyway, she is still young, and even if she can't win the championship, it won't be any loss to her. This is a great opportunity to test her level.
"You have courage. I believe in you. It just so happens that the poetry meeting has also invited me. I will take you with me the day after tomorrow morning." Qian Jue looked at Feng Qingyi with some appreciation.
"Can't I go in by myself?" Feng Qingyi asked.
Qian Jue: "As a contestant who has won the championship for four consecutive years, I naturally have some privileges. With me, you will naturally be the center of attention."
Feng Qingyi: "The center of attention, then forget it. I have always been a low-key person."
Qian Jue: "I'm just kidding you. As my apprentice, you naturally have to be with me."
"If I remember correctly, I don't seem to agree to be your apprentice." She almost forgot about this, but it was brought up again.
Qian Jue said: "You have accepted the jade and the amulet. I thought it was tacitly accepted. Now you actually want to renege on it."
"...Okay, as long as you are happy!" She was too lazy to argue with him. Anyway, she didn't lose anything.
Qian Jue quickly finished the cakes on the table, "This biscuit is good. Do you have more?"
"There are in the kitchen." Feng Qingyi pointed to the direction of the back kitchen.
Qian Jue said: "Pack one for me."
"...Remember to pay." Feng Qingyi reminded.
Qian Jue: "I gave you this teahouse, but now you want to charge me. Are you obsessed with money?"
"As my master, you have to consider me. I am still a college student and I can't make much money. I need money to buy a house, a car, food, housing and transportation in the future. Of course, I have to start preparing now."
Qian Jue: "Don't you need to worry about these things when you have that general?"
"I have to make money with or without him. Who would complain about having too much money? I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go pack some for you." Feng Qingyi walked towards the kitchen.
Qian Jue finally paid the money and left with the biscuits wrapped in oil paper.
Feng Qingyi stayed in the teahouse for a while and then returned to the villa.
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In the evening, Feng Qingci received a call from Nan Hao and he pressed the speaker.
Feng Qingyi sat on the sofa with him and listened.
Nanhao: "Qingci, Nanyue will finish her exams on the 8th. I bought her a plane ticket for the 10th. You can pick her up at the airport then."
Feng Qingci: "I know."
Nanhao: "I just called you to tell you about this. Nanyue has graduated from high school. As brothers and sisters, you should prepare some graduation gifts for her."
"Girls like clothes and cosmetics. I see your sister wears so fashionable clothes every day. A piece of clothing must cost thousands of yuan!"
Feng Qingci: "We are just students and have no money. My sister's clothes are bought by my mother."
Nanhao said: "Your father is the president of the company and can make hundreds of thousands a day. Not to mention your mother, she can make millions by singing a song. You are their only son. Isn't it all yours in the future?"
"You can buy clothes for your cousin with some money. They won't say anything. When your cousin grows up, I will let her go to your company to help."
Feng Qingci quickly hung up the phone, but not long after he hung up, the other party called again.
Feng Qingci turned off his phone directly, and Feng Qingyi's phone rang again after a while.
"Answer it?" Feng Qingyi looked at Feng Qingci.
Feng Qingci: "Answer it!"
Feng Qingyi had just answered the phone when the other party's voice came over, "Qingyi, I just called your brother, why did he suddenly hang up?"
"He's in the hospital, and the hospital signal is not good." Feng Qingyi said calmly.