The next day, Shi Fei got up in the morning and yawned, and went to the kitchen to cook some porridge and hard-boiled eggs, not wanting to make it too complicated.
When you come out of the kitchen, go to the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face.
Then he pulled out the suitcase in the corner and started to organize his clothes.
His door was open or not, Gu Yueze happened to see this scene when he came out wearing a pink sweater.
"You have an announcement today?" Gu Yueze asked.
"After breakfast in a while, I'm going to Xianmeng Literature Club. The people from Zuijiang Literature Club sent a post to Xianmeng Literature Club. Teacher Tang and the others asked me to go over and have a look. It's not a secret anyway." , Shi Fei said so.
"I'll go with you." Gu Yueze said.
"What are you going to do? Your level of painting is not enough to be beaten by others." Shi Fei complained unceremoniously.
Gu Yueze's heart was pierced. He was called a genius since he was a child, and it was the first time he was despised like this.
After struggling for a while, he said, "I can play chess, the piano, and the violin."
Shi Fei pulled up the packed boxes, stood up and asked him, "Do you understand folk music?"
Gu Yueze shook his head.
Shi Fei pushed his luggage aside and said, "Then what are you going to do?"
A dignified CEO, no matter what he learns, he knows everything. A person who has been envied by others since he was a child for learning ability will be despised by others as useless.
President Gu wants to shut himself up.
After a quick breakfast, Shi Fei was ready to go out with his white suitcase. Before leaving, he confessed to Gu Yueze: "I'm leaving first, and I told you the door code. Let me tell you, don't mess around at home." Come on, don't see a mess when I come back. Even if you have a good face, I won't let you go."
If he really messes up the room, no matter how good-looking he is, he will definitely be driven away by then.
President Gu stood in the living room and watched Shi Fei go out with a suitcase. He looked like a wife sending her husband off on a business trip, with a somewhat lonely expression.
After Shi Fei disappeared at the door, Gu Yueze returned to the bedroom and picked up his mobile phone to call Zhang Wu.
"Help me find a housekeeper, a five-star chef, and a music teacher." Gu Yueze ordered a bunch of them in one breath: "Also, send me the documents that I have to deal with in the past two days."
Shi Fei put on a mask and took a taxi to Xianmeng Literature Club.
Looking at the numbers that kept jumping up, Shi Fei thought that the taxi fare should be reimbursed by Mr. Tang.
Came to Xianmeng Literature Club again, got on the bus and paid the fare, then pulled the suitcase in. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Li Bowen drawing with a drawing board in the doorway.
Still wearing a Tang suit, full of energy.
"Brother Li, you are painting." Shi Fei greeted the other party enthusiastically, and it was obvious that Li Bowen's hands trembled in shock
The painting is probably destroyed.
I saw Li Bowen gritted his teeth and looked at Shi Fei, and said, "Why are you shouting? You ruined all of my paintings. Also, don't call me Brother Li, I'm not that familiar with you."
Shi Fei pouted: "Oh, then I'll go in first, little Lizi."
Li Bowen's hair straightened immediately, "Who are you calling Little Lizi?"
It's a pity that Shi Fei didn't respond to him, and had already entered the gate of the literature club, so angry that Li Bowen was blushing and thick-necked.
The most important thing for a painter is to meditate. As a result, every time he saw Shi Fei, he would get angry and mutter: "What is this kid doing here again?"
Probably because Tang Xiangyang and the others had greeted them in advance, when Shi Fei went in, the journey was unimpeded. After staying here for two days and one night, Shi Fei was quite familiar with the route here.
When pushing the suitcase inside, I met many students on the road, and they were very excited when they saw Shi Fei, some because of his status as a star, and some because of his status as a painter.
There are also some people in the piano academy who think he plays the guitar very well.
When they arrived at the painting academy, they happened to see Wang Pingyang playing chess with Tang Xiangyang.
"Old Tang, you are too good. I let you go, but you still failed to beat me." Wang Pingyang said proudly: "Don't forget what you promised me."
"It doesn't count. It's normal for you to beat me in chess. You should compare yourself to me." Tang Xiangyang directly refused to admit it.
"You old boy, why are you still playing tricks? We agreed before that I will let you take the side. Whoever wins will win." Wang Pingyang said loudly.
"It was your way before, but now that you think about it, it's still unfair. Then I let you paint half the time, or only use half the colors, can you beat me? In short, it's unfair."
Seeing that the two old urchins were about to quarrel, Shi Fei came in pushing the suitcase, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Tang, what are you arguing about?"
As soon as the two saw him, they immediately surrounded him excitedly.
"Stinky boy, you come to judge. This old man doesn't count what he says. He agreed that I will let him take the side. Win or lose will count. When the results come out, this surnamed Tang will not admit it."
"I can't deny it. Your request is unfair. I want to compete with you."
"It's not fair. You didn't say it before, and you only said it after the competition. Aren't you cheating?"
"Who is cheating, let's compare painting again."
Shi Fei stopped the two from fighting, "Stop arguing, people of this age are still like children. Let me tell you what is the bet between you two?"
"You."
"You."
Tang Xiangyang and Wang Pingyang pointed at Shi Fei and said in unison.
Shi Fei was dumbfounded.
Tang Xiangyang said: "The two of us are thinking, should you represent the Academy of Painting or the Academy of Chess to participate in the competition tomorrow?"
Wang Pingyang hurriedly said: "Of course it's my chess academy. I obviously won the chess game just now."
Shi Fei: "... Well, don't you all ask me?"
Well, no one asked for his opinion at all, and the two old men quarreled again.
…
At noon, Fei stayed in Tang Xiangyang's small courtyard for dinner, and Wang Pingyang also stayed together.
I don't know what the two discussed during the time he was wandering around, and they made up again during lunch, and the relationship was so harmonious that it seemed that the previous quarrels were all illusions.
Wang Pingyang gave Shi Fei an egg with a chopstick, and said kindly, "Boy, eat more. This is the egg laid by Mr. Tang's own chickens. Eat it to nourish your brain."
Tang Xiangyang also picked up a chopstick of vegetables and said, "Eat more vegetables to supplement vitamins, all of them are organic and grown by myself."
Seeing the enthusiasm of the two of them, Shi Fei felt his heart tremble, "If you two have something to say, just talk it out, are you trying to trick me again?"
Tang Xiangyang said: "How do you talk, we both are more than enough to be your grandfather, can we cheat you?"
Wang Pingyang echoed: "That's right, the two of us are just thinking about tomorrow's competition, how to try our best to make our literature club win."
Tang Xiangyang said: "The Zuijiang Literature Society wants to take the opportunity to step on our Xianmeng Literature Society, there is no way."
Shi Fei had an ominous premonition, "So?"
Wang Pingyang patted Shi Fei on the shoulder happily and said, "So we decided that you will come to the painting and chess competitions tomorrow. As long as you win these two games, then we will surely win."
Shi Fei: "... This is not very good, isn't it agreed to let him be the trump card at the bottom of the box? See what the other party will do at that time, and then let myself play if it doesn't work.
Why did he change from being the trump card at the bottom of the box to making a direct shot, and he also made a shot on behalf of the two houses.
Tang Xiangyang said: "There's nothing wrong with it, those who can do more work."
Wang Pingyang said: "I have participated in so many competitions, and the Zuijiang Literature Society will definitely be familiar with my chess style in advance. You are different. You have never played chess in public, and they can't even guess it if they want to." Here comes your chess move."
Tang Xiangyang said: "It's such a happy decision."
The two old men settled the matter with one sentence each.
When Shi Fei was picking at the food in the bowl, he didn't dare to say, and he didn't dare to ask.
Seeing that there was not a single piece of meat on the table, and seeing that the game could not be changed, Shi Fei said weakly, "Teacher Tang, do you want to kill a chicken tonight? I think eating meat can help improve memory."
Tang Xiangyang, who was holding Shi Fei's eggs, immediately glared angrily: "You boy, it's not enough to eat my home-grown eggs, but you still want to eat my chicken? Don't even think about it, there's no way."
Shi Fei: "..." He didn't say to eat Teacher Tang's chicken, you can buy it outside.
After dinner, Shi Fei sat in the room with his laptop and played chess manually. During dinner, he thought it was a table full of vegetables, but he didn't expect that there was a stewed local chicken on the table, exuding an attractive smell.
...
In the early morning of the next day, Shi Fei got up early and went for a run in the Xianmeng Literature Club. The air here is very good, which is unmatched in the city.
After breakfast, three buses came to pick up people from their literature club.
Shi Fei sat with Tang Xiangyang and the people from the Academy of Painting, and after getting in the car, he found that the car was quite good.
I couldn't help but asked in a low voice curiously: "Teacher Tang, didn't you say that there is no money in the literature club? Why are you still renting such a good bus?"
Tang Xiangyang said slowly: "It's not paid by our literature club, it's paid by there. More than that, the hotel rent, the invitation of relevant professional experts, today's food expenses and labor expenses are all paid by them .”
Shi Fei: "Are they so nice?"
Tang Xiangyang said: "I asked for it. They Zuijiang Literature Club want to step on our Xianmeng Literature Club to take the top position, so how can they do it without paying a price? Their Literature Club has money, so we should squeeze a few wool from them. "
Shi Fei: "..." How come the words 抖烤 wool are so taken for granted when they come out of Teacher Tang's mouth.
The car stopped at the entrance of the Ziwei five-star hotel, and there were many people standing in front of the hotel.
Everyone put on the uniform of the Literary Society. The boys looked very handsome in suits, and the girls wore black lace collared shirts with a bow tie on them, and black pleated skirts with flesh-colored stockings on their lower bodies. And small high heels, coupled with the temperament cultivated by long-term art, have raised their appearance several steps.
Looking at the Xianmeng Literature Club, there has never been a dress code here, as long as it doesn't go too far.
Each outfit is different, and there is no uniformity at all. As far as the appearance and clothing are concerned, they are overwhelmed by others.
The members of the Zuijiang Literature Club raised their chins like proud roosters, and they all looked energetic. Standing at the front was a capable woman named Xue Wei in a black suit and trousers.
Unlike Xianmeng Literature Club, which only has a sect owner and no president, Zuijiang Literature Society has a president, and this literary club was also founded by Xue Wei, the president.
Xue Wei is only 36 years old this year. She founded the Zuijiang Literature Society ten years ago, and now it has developed into a well-known domestic literature society. The four masters of her society are also elite talents, but they are willing to listen to this woman. If so, it can be seen that her ability is definitely not bad.
Following her are the masters of the piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting sects of the Zuijiang Literature Society.
Mr. Tang and the others showed him the photos of the four sect masters before. Except for the sect master of the Qin Academy who was replaced by the talented pianist Sirami Herman, the other three should be all Chinese.
As a result, Shi Fei saw that two of the four people were foreigners, and one of them was his old friend.
Carol Herman who was defeated by Shi Fei at the Global Art Exhibition.
At this moment, he also saw Shi Fei who was standing in the crowd, looking at him with shining eyes, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.
He even cast a provocative look at Shi Fei.
Xue Wei stepped forward with a businessman's smile and said: "This time, our two literary clubs will compete for talent together. To make it more interesting, I also called friends from the media. Would your literary club mind? "
Shi Fei saw a few reporters next to him carrying video cameras, and they were snapping pictures on both sides.
This is the first to give off the Mawei ah.
Tang Xiangyang is the oldest among the four sect masters. Before he came, he had said that he would temporarily represent the literature club. At this moment, he responded with a kind smile: "No, there are many people to make it lively. Now everyone pays attention to lines." Let’s have fun together online and offline, and I, an old man, followed the fashion closely and called two internet celebrity anchors, so we can interact with netizens at that time.”
Shi Fei wasn't too surprised, this teacher Tang looked very kind with a smile on his face, but in fact this bad old man is very bad, he always suspected that the sect masters temporarily pushed him out as the current president because they took a fancy to him.
Two girls squeezed out from the crowd, holding selfie sticks in their hands, pointed the camera at everyone, and started the live broadcast.
"Everyone, today I will bring you to watch the PK competition between Xianmeng Literature Society and Zuijiang Literature Society. This is a collision of Chinese and Western cultures..."