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Chapter 24 Ancient Poems
Li Zhe, who has been busy for a while, still has to return to school. He wants to be a member of society, but in fact he is still a student.

Li Zhe listened to the 'History of Ancient Chinese Literature' in the first semester of his sophomore year with great interest. All this was new to him.

Talking about myths and legends, essays of philosophers, historical biographies, poems, words, songs, and Fu, some Li Zhe is familiar with, and some he has never heard of.

The teacher in the Chinese Department is really good. Although he always skipped classes, he still got to know the new world through this atmosphere.

Although Li Zhe skipped a lot of classes, he still asked his roommates to help record the classes he was interested in. He would listen to them when he had time, and he felt that he had benefited a lot.

Teacher Ouyang from the history of ancient literature was speaking earlier, and suddenly said that he wanted to check the homework assigned in the previous class.

I talked about poetry last time, and the homework assigned is to write a poem with the title 'Snow'.

In fact, it doesn’t count as homework. It doesn’t matter if you can’t write it out. Ouyang Zhen just asked the students to try it on a whim. It would be better if they can write it out. She will never underestimate her students who can enter this school. My brain works pretty well.

"Who wrote it? Let's appreciate it and don't let it go. Although we don't deliberately train writers, the alumni record is still very honest. There are many well-known writers on it. I know that many of you have Hasn’t someone’s work with this talent been published in the school newspaper before, be more active and brave.” Ouyang Zhen said.

Ouyang Zhen glanced down and saw someone stood up.

"Okay, Huang is proud, you come up and write your poem first. Is there anyone else?" Ouyang Zhen said.

Most of the students were reserved, but there were always people who dared to express themselves. In addition to Huang Zihao, two girls also walked up.

After the students finished writing, Ouyang Zhen first asked the students to talk about their thoughts when writing the poem, and then she would share some of her own opinions.

Ouyang Zhen seemed to be very optimistic about Huang Zixuan, and praised without hesitation, "Huang Zixuan's writing is really good. I like the sentence he wrote, 'The sky is full of wind and snow, where is the way home'."

"Are there any classmates? So far, it's not bad. Don't be afraid of losing face. It doesn't matter if you can't write well. I'm very happy if I can write." Ouyang Zhen encouraged.

"Isn't Li Zhe here? He published his own article in the school newspaper before." Huang proudly said suddenly.

Ouyang Zhen glanced at Huang proudly, and then searched in the crowd. Her eyes fell on Li Zhe, who was sitting at the back. She knew Li Zhe and he had good literary talent. However, he seemed to have suffered an emotional blow recently and had changed. He was a little quiet, as if he had changed into a different person, not only in appearance, but also in his personality.

What does Huang proud mean?
Li Zhe looked at Huang Haohao strangely, why did he suddenly Q himself?

Could it be that there was any grievance before?

Li Zhe has no way of knowing now, he only knows that Huang Haohao is somewhat hostile to him, and the way he looks at him now is also somewhat provocative.

"Hey, rare guest, Li Zhe." Ouyang Zhen joked.

Li Zhe was a little embarrassed.

Li Zhe is actually very low-key, but this Chinese department is a bit yin and yang, and he has changed to a good-looking image, which is more eye-catching.

Now he also has some understanding of school affairs, teachers and classmates.This teacher Ouyang graduated from our school and is now an associate professor. He seems to be married to a teacher in the philosophy department. This kind of academic couple is a good story among students.

"Do you know what the homework was for last class?" Teacher Ouyang asked.

"Write a poem~!" Li Zhe said.

Before going to bed last night, I played the teacher's class recording, and lay on the bed with my eyes closed to listen. The more I listened, the more energetic I became, and I naturally knew what the homework was.

"Yo, I know, then you are prepared, come up and write it out." Teacher Ouyang said.

She was also a little dissatisfied with Li Zhe. She hadn't seen him come to class for a long time. She almost forgot if Huang proudly didn't mention it. Although her class didn't call names very much, Li Zhe's approach was indeed wrong.

Li Zhe actually walked up, picked up the pen and started writing on the blackboard.

When Li Zhe stepped onto the podium, he naturally received the attention of his classmates. In a class with both yin and yang, as the most beautiful boy in the class, even if he was sitting there, someone would pay attention to him.

Ouyang Zhen looked at Li Zhe with interest and gave him the pen in her hand. Seeing that he was not timid at all, he picked up the pen and started writing on the blackboard.

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces"

When Li Zhe started to write, many people couldn't help thinking: This is just a joke.

There was gentle laughter in the classroom, and some people began to whisper.

"Five, six, seven, eight or ninety pieces"

Is this also poetry?

What about counting?
Not to mention the students, even Ouyang Zhenzhen began to shake his head, this Li Zhe, it's fine if he doesn't come to class usually, why is he so ignorant.

"Bullshit doesn't make sense, it's really embarrassing." When Li Zhe was writing, someone said in the audience, the voice was not low, and many people heard it.

Li Zhe stopped the pen in his hand, turned his head inexplicably and looked in the direction of the voice, and asked, "Which hero said it?"

This question caused a burst of laughter, and many people looked at one of them, Huang Zihao.

Is this going to be pinched?
Literati look down on each other?

The boy stood up suddenly and looked at Li Zhe provocatively, "I said, what do you want?"

"You are quite brave, but you just want to see what an unqualified person looks like. You are really ugly and have a dark heart." Li Zhe said.

"What did you say? Did I say something wrong? You see for yourself what you wrote, it's not as good as shit." Huang proudly said with contempt.

"Ignorance~!" Li Zhe sneered.

"Who is ignorant? It's obvious to all." Huang proudly did not show weakness.

"Don't make any noise, you students, you can't talk like that." Ouyang Zhen stepped forward, this is her classroom, not a vegetable market, if the two really scolded, it would be bad news.

The awkwardness and shouting matches between literati are the most unbearable.

Li Zhe shrugged, turned his head, and continued writing.

'Thousands of pieces, countless pieces'

'Tsk~! Huang proudly let out a sneer.

Only his blatant contempt and ridicule, the other students are fine, but this is nothing to do with oneself, Li Zhe's roommates glared at Huang Gao, and looked at Huang with displeasure. pride.

'Flying into plum blossoms and disappearing'

Li Zhe stopped writing, turned his head to look at Ouyang Zhen and said, "Teacher, I'm done."

Ouyang Zhen looked at the blackboard and was a little surprised. She looked at Li Zhe carefully and saw that Li Zhe was smiling. She felt her face was getting hot unconsciously. She was ashamed. She was the same as many people just now. She thought that Li Zhe was just fooling around, but when Li Zhe wrote the whole poem, it was completely beyond her expectation.

Ouyang Zhen savored this seven-character poem carefully, and her heart became more and more shocked.

"Good poetry, good poetry." Ouyang Zhen praised.

Li Zhe still smiled. Of course he knew it was a good poem. This poem was included in the nine-year compulsory education textbook. Can it be good?

"Even Teacher Ouyang said yes, that's really good." Li Zhe gave a thumbs up, first to Ouyang Zhen, and then pointed the thumb towards himself as if he had just reacted.

Ouyang Zhen "..."

all the classmates"......"

(End of this chapter)