Low Key Star

  Chapter 20【020】Tang poetry

   At this time, the get out of class was over, and there were many students who came out of the classroom in the corridor, some of them knew Zhang Yang, and when they saw him coming back to school, they couldn't help saying hello, teasing or caring.

   Zhang Yang responded and asked Luoshen: "I seem to be a little drifting these two days."

   "The normal state of mind of a traveler, how can he show that he is unrestrained and different?"

   "Your words seem a little ironic."

"I reminded you, don't be suppressed by Su Hui, this is not time travel, not a game, this is your own real life, so put away your impetuousness and be responsible for yourself and your family .”

Luoshen's voice was sweet and crisp, but now his tone was very serious and dignified, "If you fail the examination within two years, you will die. Think about your parents and sister, how they should face such a change ?”

   Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Why don't you say that you are still responsible?"

   These words also jumped slightly, but he was obviously alert, and Luoshen ignored him.

   Zhang Yang returned to the classroom, most of the classmates had already left, Liu Chan was sitting in Wang Jinxiao's seat, and was talking with Lin Yiran about how he felt watching "Super League" last night.

   "I still like Du Feng more, he is handsome, and from restaurant waiter to music super stage, it is not easy to persist in pursuing dreams..."

   Liu Chan turned his back to the front door and didn't see Zhang Yang, but Lin Yiran could see it, stood up and told him to go back to his seat.

  Zhang Yang handed her the phone first, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, it's not a disgrace."

  Lin Yiran didn't show any surprise or surprise on his face, he just took the phone, waited for him to enter and sat down.

   Liu Chan said: "Mr. Fu actually returned the phone to you in advance, which is amazing."

  Zhang Yang laughed and said, "I guess I think I've always been more honest and obedient, and I have a sincere attitude towards admitting my mistakes, so I'm lenient."

  Liu Chan snorted, "I used to think you were quite honest, but in the end..."

Although Zhang Yang was the biggest victim in the matter of "jumping stairs" suicide, Liu Chan was still dissatisfied with him because of this, but she couldn't bring it up again, so she snorted, "Anyway, it's definitely not because of this, probably because of it." I think your song "Ode to Bamboo" is good, but I didn't think your poems were so good before, and I feel that you are not as good as me, but this time I actually compared Yian with Yu Xia, and specially commented on your writing."

  Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "In the previous exams, which time did I not score higher than you in the additional questions? That was the result of me keeping a low profile."

   "Do you think I'm a child?"

  Liu Chan naturally didn't believe it, and sneered, "Write another song for me if you have the ability?"

   Zhang Yang said with a smile: "Okay, you come to come up with a question."

Seeing how confident he was, Liu Chan couldn't help being a little surprised. Zhou Fan, who had been sitting at the back doing exercises, couldn't sit still anymore. He walked over a few steps and sat at Zhao Yi's position at the back table. Unhappy, he said, "Do you think you are Li Bai?"

  Lin still listened to Zhang Yang and Liu Chan chatting without interjecting, and looked up at him at this moment.

   Many students in the classroom also cast attention.

   Liu Chan looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously for two seconds, then raised his chin, "It's still Yongzhu."

   "It's easy."

   Zhang Yang coughed and said nonchalantly, "Listen, the first song."

  The shocking power of this "first song" is really strong, and several students who were seriously reviewing couldn't help but turn their heads to look at it.

   Liu Chan's eyes widened.

  Zhou Fan stretched his neck, ready to witness the rise of another influential figure in Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School.

  Lin Yiran's eyes as clear as water also stared at him.

   Zhang Yang coughed, sat upright, and raised his aura, and then said in a calm tone: "The day of revealing the lead powder, the wind shakes the green jade branches. Yiyi is like a gentleman..."

   Before he could read the next sentence, Lin Yiran continued: "The world is not suitable."

  Because of Zhang Yang's impressive momentum in the first three lines of the poem, Liu Chan and Zhou Fan turned their gazes to her face at the same time.

  Lin still looked at Zhang Yang, and said expressionlessly: "This is Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo in the Courtyard."

  Zhang Yang showed a very surprised expression, "Huh? Has someone already written it? Sure enough, the hero sees the same thing. I didn't expect the poems to be similar. It's okay, I have other things."

  He cleared his throat, and continued to read: "The wind and frost continue to build, to prevent the dew and the Yao steps..."

  Lin still couldn't help laughing, an uncontrollable smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he quickly squeezed it back, "Let's talk about the beauty of Fengfeng, and let's get along with ordinary people for the time being. This is Lu Zhaolin's "Linjie Bamboo."

   "Hey, someone wrote it again? It's okay, I still have more. Listen, after Cangwu's thousand years, Banzhu to Xiangyuan..."

   "If you want to know the grievances of the concubine Xiang, the branches are full of tears. This is Liu Changqing's "Mixed Bamboo"."

   "Uh, this is really Tang poetry writing all the poems in the world. I wrote everything I wanted to write in advance. I'll think about it if it's okay."

   Zhang Yang pondered solemnly. The melon-eaters who were looking forward to it had already done the exercises and continued to do the exercises, and those who chatted continued to chat, and some people let out a "tss" in disappointment.

   "Wild bamboo grows on rocks, and the smoke reflects the river island. Green..."

   "Li Bai's "Compassionate Grandmother Bamboo"."

   Liu Chan rubbed her temples.

   "Qing Ming also defends himself, the weak and the strong support..."

   "Du Fu's "Bitter Bamboo"."

  Zhou Fan lay down on the desk and pretended to be dead.

   "Entering hydrology and light movement..."

   "Bamboo by Li He."

   Zhang Yang sighed, and looked at Lin Yiran with a speechless expression, "Are you the Tang poetry?"

  Lin still wanted to hold back, but burst out laughing, amused and angrily said: "I really thought you were going to rely on a horse to fight a thousand words."

   Zhang Yang said with a smile: "The main reason is that there is no wine and no horses, otherwise there will be no hundreds of words, and one or two songs will definitely be fine."

  Zhou Fan said helplessly: "Okay, let's go eat."

   Zhang Yang was also a little hungry, so he nodded and asked Lin Yiran: "Are you still going home?"

  Lin still shook his head and said, "I have to wait a bit."

   Zhang Yang knew that she was from a good family, and was picked up every day to and from school. Presumably, the driver hadn't arrived yet, so he stopped asking and went to the cafeteria with Zhou Fan to eat.

  From twelve o'clock to two o'clock at noon, there is a two-hour break. Most students settle their lunch at school, and some will go home, such as Lin Yiran.

  In this world, prices are cheap, and school cafeterias are even cheaper. Can you believe it for only two yuan for a serving of braised pork?

But there are also some dishes that are relatively priced. For example, braised pork with potatoes costs 5 yuan a piece. If the meat is replaced with potatoes, the price has more than doubled. There are many similar prices. Green pepper and potato shreds cost 50 cents a piece. For one serving, green pepper, tomato and potato shreds cost one piece and five. For the same serving of tomato and egg noodles, the one without chopped green onion is one piece more expensive than the one with chopped green onion...

   In short, it is more wonderful than those school cafeterias that Su Hui remembers, and it also has too much conscience!

   Zhou Fan finished his meal and went to the stadium. Zhang Yang came back alone. It was a little hot at noon. Someone turned on the air conditioner, so he lay on the table and listened to Luoshen continue to talk about chords.

  I think this kind of life is quite good.

  School is over on time at 3:30 in the afternoon.

  Because the final exam is approaching, there are not many student activities, and Zhang Yang has limited mobility, and there is nothing to participate in. After school, he directly takes the bus home.

   Arriving at the gate of the community, he turned skillfully in the opposite direction and entered the Internet cafe again.

  There is an electronic reading room in the school, but after Zhang Yang thought about it, he gave up the idea of ​​coding in the school. He planned to look at the situation after the release of "The Condor Shooting" before deciding whether to reveal his true identity.

A high school student who has been unknown for many years suddenly expresses incredible talent in poetry and novels at the same time, and a well-known talent is actually a best-selling martial arts writer. The impression is completely different from the shock. The former is suspicious. The latter is admirable.

  Yesterday’s place was occupied by someone, so Zhang Yang had to find another corner, turned on the computer, and didn’t rush to dictate. He first searched for the solicitation information of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and found that it was actually very convenient to submit manuscripts, as he could directly send them to his e-mail.

  Although there is no computer at home, Zhang Yang's mobile phone also supports online chat. The software is a chat tool called "Lingxi", which is the same as QQ in the previous life, and it also has a mailbox function.

   Zhang Yang wrote "Linjiang Immortal", attached his contact number, and sent it to the mailbox for soliciting papers.

  (end of this chapter)