Save the Bachelor of Heaven

   "Old Qi, you are not kind, there are such good new poems, why didn't you tell us earlier?" Min Zhi complained to Xiang Nan.

   "That's right, we still heard it from others. It's really embarrassing." Runzhi also echoed.

   "Fifth Sister, Sixth Sister, what are you talking about?" Xiang Nan asked puzzled.

   "You are still pretending to be confused! Didn't you write the poem "Answer"?" Minzhi asked immediately.

   "Now that it has been widely spread in the literary world, we sisters know, do you trust us? Don't let us listen to such a good poem first." Runzhi also said dissatisfied.

   "Oh!" Xiang Nan suddenly realized, then waved his hands and said, "Fifth sister and sixth sister, I'm really sorry, this is indeed my fault. Actually, I think the poem was written too radically, and I didn't intend to make it public.

   That day in class, the students insisted on listening to my new poems. They coaxed me together, and I had no choice but to read the poem. In fact, I think it is not very good, and there is still room for further correction. "

   "You are too modest. Excessive modesty is a sign of pride." Min Zhi curled his lips and said, "Isn't this poem not good? Now it's spread all over the world."

   "Yes, Haoran and the others liked it so much, they all said that this poem is the strongest voice of this era." Runzhi agreed.

   "Sister, who is Haoran?" Xiang Nan asked quickly.

   "Don't worry about it!" Jin Runzhi blushed and hurriedly waved his hands.

   "Okay, if you don't want me to take care of me, I don't care." Xiang Nan smiled, "But you are engaged in sports, but I want to remind you that it is not a joke."

   "Yo, you still taught us a lesson." Run Zhi was stunned and said with a smile.

"I'm telling the truth." Seeing that she didn't take it seriously, Xiang Nan immediately put on a serious face, "The British Revolution, the French Revolution, the Russian October Revolution, the American Civil War, and even the Meiji Restoration in Japan...Which time The revolution is not accompanied by guns and flames.

The British Revolution executed Charles I, and after the Restoration of Charles II, they dug up Cromwell's body and flogged him; the French Revolution executed Louis XVI, the Jacobins, and the Thermidor Party, and all their brains were beaten into dogs. ;

  Russia’s October Revolution, Tsar Nicholas’s family was wiped out; the American Civil War caused 750,000 deaths; the Meiji Restoration in Japan all went through the end of the war…

   Do you just think that shouting a few slogans and taking to the streets a few times can promote the revolution? Impossible! A revolution is a violent act by which one class overthrows another, and requires bloodshed and sacrifice.

  Fifth sister, sixth sister, I don't want to see you have an accident. "

   "Oh, I didn't expect you, seventh brother, to be very knowledgeable. Even the Jacobins and Thermidorians know about it." Minzhi still laughed.

   "Yeah, I still speak the same way. It seems that being a teacher is different." Runzhi also said with a smile.

   "Fifth Sister, Sixth Sister, I'm really not kidding." Seeing that they still had a nonchalant attitude, Xiang Nan couldn't help but put on a straight face.

   "Okay, we know that you are doing our best. But this country has reached the point where it must be saved." Jin Runzhi said to Xiang Nan, "Even if we don't sacrifice, someone will sacrifice."

   Seeing what they said, Xiang Nan had no choice but to forget it.

  …

  In the next few days, Xiang Nan's new poem "Answer" spread more and more widely, and became more and more popular.

  Young people couldn't put it down for this poem, and they all praised this poem as the strongest voice of this era.

  Especially the opening two sentences, "Despicableness is the passport of the humble, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble", which is regarded as the motto by countless young people.

   And Xiang Nan's reputation naturally became more and more famous along with this poem, becoming a famous poet in today's literary world.

  Many young people worship him, admire him, and even come to Yan Normal University to see him; various literary activities and poetry club gatherings also send invitations to him...

   It can be said that he is hot now, and it is admirable.

  However, Xiang Nan still writes books, attends classes, and corrects homework as usual, and he is not complacent, pretentious, and his tail is raised to the sky.

   After all, to him, this spectacle is nothing.

In the world of "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng", he served as a guardian of the country, with one man under ten thousand; Great Khan of Mongolia, a great hero admired by all...

  Compared to these, a mere famous poet is too insignificant, not even worth mentioning.

   And looking at Xiang Nan as usual, not happy with things, not sad with himself, even the teachers in the office admired him, and felt that Xiang Nan is really qualitative, which is really amazing.

   "It's really impressive to have such concentration at only twenty years old!"

   "Become famous at a young age, but not impetuous. As expected, he came from the big house, and he has a long history of family education."

   "You are young, but you can not be arrogant or impetuous. With such determination and talent, you will become a great weapon in the future~"

  …

  Compared to everyone's praise, Xiang Nan is still calm and calm.

   "Mr. Jin, this is the homework you assigned yesterday. I collected it all. It's a good book." Leng Qingqiu came to the office with a stack of homework books in his arms.

   "Okay, thank you for your hard work." Xiang Nan nodded and took over the homework.

   "You're welcome, teacher, I'll go first." Leng Qingqiu waved his hand.

   "Don't be in a hurry." Xiang Nan said, "Qingqiu, Xinmin Times will hold a poetry meeting on Saturday. Not only did they send me an invitation, but they also sent you an invitation."

   "You sent me an invitation too?" Leng Qingqiu asked in surprise.

  She never thought that she would also receive an invitation. Are you a poet yourself?

"Yeah, don't you think this is what it is." Xiang Nan smiled and handed the invitation to her, "Your "Frost Fall" is quite innovative, so it has won everyone's approval. Now, you can be regarded as a little girl. poet."

  Hearing what he said, Leng Qingqiu was naturally very happy, "Mr. Jin, you are the poet, how dare I be."

   "No need to be modest." Xiang Nan waved his hand and smiled, "Anyway, Saturday, Kaisen Hotel. Do you know the location, it's in Dongjiaomin Lane..."

   "Mr. Jin, I... I still don't want to go." Leng Qingqiu thought for a while, then shook his head and said.

   "Why is that?" Xiang Nan asked suspiciously.

   "I didn't have that qualification originally, besides I don't have such good clothes, I will be laughed at if I go." Leng Qingqiu said in a difficult way.

"Hey, you don't have to worry about that. The activities of the poetry club are to meet friends by writing, and the competition is talent, which has nothing to do with clothing. You don't have to be obsessed with it." Xiang Nan waved his hand and smiled, "In my opinion, you just wear student clothes Clothes are more suitable than anything else. After all, your identity is a student, and you are not a beauty pageant champion. You don't need to dress up to show off your beauty.

   Moreover, this opportunity is rare. Especially for newcomers like you, going out to see the world, broaden your horizons, and communicate more with your colleagues will also be of great help to your future writing. "

   "Okay, thank you, Teacher Jin." Hearing what Xiang Nan said, Leng Qingqiu finally nodded.

   She is still a child after all, and it is normal to want to show off.