The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 179
Of course, for Confucius and Mencius, this was just a small episode.

Although he is also a member of the [Ancient Prose Alliance Association], he has no intention of intervening in the poetry debate.

Soon, his attention returned to the salon scene.

Although the word salon has a very western flavor, the layout of the ancient text salon is completely Chinese style.

The elegant ancient square table is filled with the elegant and quiet tea fragrance, melon and fruit desserts, and all kinds of snacks are exquisite and beautiful.

As the president, Li Yifu has no time to be idle.

After Director Qian left, he also separated from the crowd and went to exchange pleasantries with others.

Because of the large number of people, Confucius, Mencius and others also broke up into pieces and found their own seats to sit down.

Apart from Lin Zhi, Li Caifeng, and Wu Qing, there were also Zhou Qianqian, Deng Yun, Long Aotian, Ma Ruoxi, Zhen Tiehan, and Hu Die at Kongmeng's table.

Kong Meng was about to ask Long Aotian about the last match in detail, when Zhou Qianqian laughed and said:
"Mr. Kong, I always thought that you were the person with the highest attainment in poetry in Zhiyuan. I never thought that your students would be as good as you!"

Confucius and Mencius were stunned: "Is that the song "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" that Mr. Zhou was talking about?"

"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" is Du Fu's masterpiece. Confucius and Mencius once said it in class, but unexpectedly, it was taken out by Long Aotian in the poetry competition, and he decisively beat other contestants.

Confucius and Mencius originally wanted to teach Long Aotian a few words, telling him not to copy poems.

But when I thought that both "Encouraging Learning" and "Facing the Sea, Wearing Warm Blossoms" were copied by myself, I didn't say anything.

This is another reason why Kong Meng withdrew from the race.

He felt that if he was present all the time, Long Aotian would definitely continue to show off with his poems.

This was not the original intention of Confucius and Mencius. He hoped that the opponent could win the next competition by relying on his true level, rather than deliberate opportunism.

Therefore, before leaving, he specifically warned Long Aotian to write poetry seriously.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qianqian shook her head: "Although "Lonely Walking by the Riverside" is beautifully written, I feel that compared with the following songs, there is a lot of difference in terms of thought and art form."

Seeing Kong Meng's bewildered face, Zhou Qianqian asked strangely: "Mr. Kong, doesn't he know? After [Mind Consonance], the next part of the poetry competition is called [Native Love and Family Love].

Your team is the real blockbuster at this stage, and the other teams have no power to fight back at all. "

As she spoke, she recited intoxicatedly:
"Mother hands line, wandering clothing.

Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.

Whoever says the grass-inch heart will get three Chunhui. "

"Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season.

Knowing that the brother ascended the high place, there was only one less person who planted dogwood everywhere. "

"The sound of someone's jade flute flying secretly, scattered into the spring breeze and filled Luocheng.

Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't afford the love of the hometown. "

"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green.

The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the setting sun goes beyond the mountains.

The ends of the sky, the corners of the earth, knowing friends are scattered.

A pot of turbid wine is more than happy, don't dream of cold tonight. "

"There are so many good poems, if I hadn't heard them with my own ears, I wouldn't have dared to improvise them on the field alone."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He immediately looked at Long Aotian, his face as dark as ink: "Is this all your work? Poet Long?"

Confucius and Mencius were so angry!
I have already told him thousands of times not to copy poems, but I didn't expect this guy not only to not listen to my words, but even worse.

Especially the last poem "Farewell", the author of this poem must be the kind of middle-aged and elderly uncle, even I dare not copy it like this, okay?
Unexpectedly, Long Aotian quickly waved his hand: "Mr. Kong, this matter has nothing to do with me. Since you left, I have been writing poems honestly. If you don't believe me, listen:
"Mouth, Legs, Water"

Mother, you are full of mouths,

Summer, you are all legs,

Zhiyuan Middle School, you are really water... ah! ! ! "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

"There is also:
"Like a Dream"

Drinking too much last night,

Drunk with nowhere to go,

Come back home late,
strayed into the depths of the public toilet,

vomit, vomit,
Startled countless flies! "

""Lying Spring"

The dark plum smells the flowers,
Lying on the branch and hating the bottom,
Lying like water in the distance,
Easy Toda Spring Green.

the shore is green,
The shore seems to be green,

The shore is like a dark green.

......"

"Shut up!" Kong Meng gave him an angry look, "It's not over yet, is it?"

Long Aotian: "Hey..."

Zhen Tiehan next to him finally said embarrassedly: "Mr. Kong, you can't blame Longlong. In fact, those poems... were read by me. How about it? Are you handsome?

You don't know the scene at that time. As soon as the song "Wandering Zi Yin" came out, the entire art auditorium immediately boiled, and the other teams all bowed their heads and surrendered. Now I still have a nickname, "Cuncao Chunhui"! "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Next to her, Zhou Qianqian looked at the innocent Long Aotian, and at the proud Zhen Tiehan, and finally felt something was wrong.

She couldn't help asking: "Student Zhen, student Long, aren't those poems, including "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River", not your works?"

Zhen Tiehan chuckled: "Mr. Zhou finally figured it out, of course not.

As far as my level is concerned, two doggerel poems are enough. How can I write such beautiful sentences as "Brother Yao Zhi ascends to a high place, and there is one less person planted with dogwood" and "Acquaintances are half scattered". "

Zhou Qianqian immediately looked at Kong Meng: "Teacher Kong..."

Confucius smiled wryly: "It's none of my business. I recited those poems casually in class on weekdays to arouse everyone's interest in classical culture. Who would have thought that the two of them would have the cheek to show off at the poetry competition."

Zhou Qianqian: "..."

The shock in her heart at this moment cannot be described in words.

If these peerless poems are really the works of Confucius and Mencius, then the literary talent of this teacher Confucius is too scary.

Zhou Qianqian is sure that throughout the history of Huaguo, there are really not many people who can reach his level.

Confucius and Meng ignored Zhou Qianqian's mood, because he suddenly realized a serious problem:

Zhen Tiehan, after he left, wouldn't he take his work as a model essay for them and copy it to the end in this poetry competition?

He immediately asked: "What's the link behind [Love and Family]?"

Zhen Tiehan said: "[Will be Ling Jueding], Mr. Kong, this is the final stage of the finals, and whoever's team poetry is more capable than the others will be the champion of this poetry competition.

But this part, I have been watching. "

"That's it!" Kong Meng just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a voice say, "Morning Long!"

Kong Meng raised his head, just in time to see a familiar boy, Yang Ziwen and Yang Xueba from the team led by Han Qingyun of Siwei Middle School.

Sure enough, not far behind Yang Ziwen, Han Qingyun and the team were sitting around another table.

Seeing Kongmeng looking over, Han Qingyun smiled at him in a friendly manner, and changed his previous arrogance and fighting attitude.

This makes Confucius and Mencius a little strange, because this situation is very inconsistent with Han Qingyun's character.

Zhou Qianqian explained from the side: "Mr. Han is aloof, but if he can be convinced, he is still very kind."

Kong Meng frowned: "Convinced?"

Just when he was puzzled, he saw Yang Ziwen walking quickly in front of Long Aotian, his eyes shining brightly: "Student Long, can you tell me how you created the song "Linjiang Fairy"?" ?”

""Linjiang Immortal"?" Kongmeng was taken aback again.

Yang Ziwen nodded, and said a little embarrassedly: "Yes, Teacher Kong, at that time, Student Long and I were fighting on behalf of our own teams. In the end, I regretted losing by one point, so he made this song "Linjiang Fairy". Give me.

Although the two of us had always been antagonistic, since then, Long has been my best friend forever. "

After speaking, he sang softly:

"Rolling in the east of the Yangtze River,

The waves rushed to the hero.

Success or failure turned empty.

The green hills are still there,
Several times the sunset is red.

--Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns!

Baifa Yuqiao, Jiangzhu,
Used to see the autumn and spring breeze.

A jug of muddy wine meets together.

How many things have happened in ancient and modern times,
It's all a joke.

——How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes! "

Confucius and Mencius: "???"

(End of this chapter)