Grandma's wanton life

Chapter 153
Although Principal Wu and the others have no doubts about Ye Feng's professional level, the key point is that Ye Feng is a novelist!

Who knows if he will turn his textbook into a novel?

If that's the case, it's a big joke!
Ye Feng also understood what they meant, so he didn't care. He smiled and said, "The book is in my car. If you want to read it, you can go down with me to get it. It happens to be a lot, and I can't move it myself."

Principal Wu and the others looked at each other, nodded and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, several people followed Ye Feng down.

Ye Feng's car is not far away, just a few steps away.

Looking at the things in Ye Feng's trunk, Principal Wu and the others chattered.

"Professor Ye, is this the textbook you were talking about?" Principal Wu's head was full of black lines. Is this really a book?Are you sure it wasn't bound together with A4 paper printed in a print shop?

Not even a cover!
Isn't this so-called book too hasty?
"Ahem, don't be so superficial, the packaging is not important, what is important is the content inside." Ye Feng was also a little embarrassed, he didn't want to be so hasty!Isn't there no time!It's not easy to write out the content, how can I have the energy to care about these bells and whistles!

"The collection of Yuefu poems?"

Dean Sun of the History Department next to him picked up a book and looked at the four large characters on the first page in surprise.

Turned it over and looked at the contents inside.

Although Dean Sun does not specialize in Chinese, but the so-called literature and history are not separated, Dean Sun still has some knowledge, and he immediately saw the extraordinary things in this book.

After reading only a few pages, Professor Sun gasped, looked at Ye Feng in shock, and said, "Professor Ye compiled this yourself?"

Several professors from foreign departments next to them also flipped through it casually, but they didn't have such a big reaction as Professor Sun, they just looked at Ye Feng in surprise.Although they don't quite understand what the things in it represent, they feel that the poems included in this "Yuefu Poetry Collection" are extremely beautiful.Looking at those poems, their evaluation of Ye Feng was much higher in their hearts.

Ye Feng picked up a stack, nodded to Dean Sun, and then said: "If you think this book is okay, each of you can take a little and distribute it to the students."

"Row."

Everyone nodded, and even Principal Wu picked up a pile of books. In fact, there were not many books, and there were less than a hundred books in total. There were seven or eight of them here, and each of them only had a dozen books.

……

The auditorium was already full of people, and it was already half an hour into class, yet Ye Feng did not show up for a long time.If this was changed to someone else's class, I'm afraid the class would have been blown up long ago, and even many people would have to go back.

However, the current auditorium is very quiet, there is no such noisy and complaining voice at all, at most there are a few whispering voices from time to time.At this scene, Zhao Huangming, who came to press the scene, was stupefied.

Originally, Ye Feng was called by the principal to talk, and Zhao Huangming came to press the situation.But, with the situation in front of you, do you still need to suppress the situation?
This guy and other teachers are in good order here!

"Snapped"

The sound of the door opening broke the quiet auditorium, and Ye Feng, Principal Wu and others walked in with stacks of books.

After putting the things away, Principal Wu and others went down, and Ye Feng stood on the podium.

"Attend class."

It was still the same sentence, but this time, the whole audience was in unison, no matter who it was, after hearing this sentence again, they immediately stood up!

"Old~teacher~good job!"

Even, there is no need to shout "stand up".

Ye Feng nodded, "Sit."

After everyone was seated, Ye Feng said: "Today, some things took some time, um, I'm sorry everyone." After speaking, Ye Feng bowed deeply to the audience.

Rules are rules, and you can't be late for class. This is not only for students, but also for teachers!

This is what it means to be a teacher by example.

This point, Ye Feng always bears in mind.

"In the first few classes, we talked about the history of poetry development. As I said, this is just a basic skill." Ye Feng didn't waste any time, and started the class directly.

"Originally, for the rest of our class, I planned to continue to take everyone to learn Yuefu poems, but then I thought about it. Poetry shouldn't have a formula." Ye Feng said nothing. To talk about the specific reason, it is just a sentence, and talk slowly, "Everyone's poetry has a different beauty. A thousand people will have a thousand differences when reading a poem. Such ethereal beauty , should not be constrained by other people's opinions. Therefore, I decided that the rest of the courses should be learned by the students themselves."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the people in the audience were dumbfounded.

"Isn't it?"

"What does Professor Ye mean??"

"To comprehend by yourself?"

"Does this mean that future classes will not be taught?"

"How do you comprehend this thing?"

Not only were the students stunned, but even the experts and professors from other schools stared blankly.

Didn't you agree to continue talking?

Why do you change your mind when you change your mind?
"Oh, I thought I could take two more lessons from Professor Ye, but now it seems that I have no chance."

"Let's not talk about it? It's a pity!"

"That's right, Yuefu poems are the only poetic genre in the country that Professor Ye can explain in an orderly and clear way. I wanted to hear more."

"It seems that if you want to understand Yuefu poems, you have to work hard!"

This group of professors sighed with disappointment on their faces. The reason why they haven't left yet is because they want to hear more about Ye Feng's views on Yuefu poems so that they can learn from them.It's a pity that Ye Feng won't talk about it now.

"Of course." Ye Feng spoke again, "Everyone knows that in our class, I mainly focus on Yuefu poems. It just so happened that I sorted out some Yuefu poems in my spare time, and I will share them with my classmates today. We hope to be of some help to you all.”

"This book is only for students who have selected this course." Ye Feng said solemnly: "Now, students who have selected poetry appreciation, come to the stage one by one to receive the book."

Listening to what Ye Feng said, everyone in the audience was a little dazed.

What the hell?

Send a book?

Give it back to the elective students?
What kind of book is it made like a baby!
Many people feel itchy like a cat scratching.

Soon, one classmate after another went up to get the books and came back.

"Little classmate, can you lend me your book?"

"Hey, classmate, I'm Professor Ma from the National People's University, can I borrow a book and read it?"

"Student, let me have a look."

Many professors from other schools began to borrow books from the students who had received them.

The students of Haida University are still very enthusiastic. When faced with the borrowing of books by professors from other schools, they are very generous, and they don’t even have time to take a look at them, so they just borrow them out.

"Thank you classmate."

"Thank you."

The professors also thanked them politely.

After getting the book, these professors couldn't wait to open it.

"Huh? An anthology of Yuefu poems?"

Dean Hu was taken aback when he saw the name.

Professor Ye is really loud!
Poems?

What is a collection of poems?

First of all, the first point is that there must be a certain amount of support!

And the collection of Yuefu poems?
How can there be so many Yuefu poems!
Dean Hu shook his head and turned another page casually.

Well, this page is the table of contents.

This table of contents is a bit different from the table of contents of other books, only a line of small characters is written on the header.

"The Anthology of Yuefu Poems consists of thirteen volumes, divided into twelve categories of poems."

Just such a line of small words, if Dean Hu hadn't read it carefully, he might have just ignored it.

Below is the directory.

"Volume One, Top Ten Famous Articles"

"Volume Two, Suburb Temple Songs"

"Volume Three, Songs of Yanshe"

"Volume Four, Advocacy Songs"

……

"Volume No.13, New Yuefu Ci"

Looking at this page of catalogues, Dean Hu's eyes widened, his face full of shock!

never seen it!
can't read!
With just such a simple page of content, Dean Hu read it word by word several times back and forth, but he just couldn't understand what it all meant!
Top ten masterpieces?

This is okay, Dean Hu can understand the literal meaning.

However, what are the top ten famous Yuefu poems?
All he knows is "The Peacock Flies Southeast"!What else?

This is okay, at least the literal meaning can be understood, but what the hell are the rest?

Suburb temple lyrics?

Yan She Song Ci?

Advocate the lyrics?

What is this?
"my God!"

Suddenly, Director Liu, who was sitting next to Dean Hu, yelled in surprise, and stared at the borrowed book in his hand with wide eyes.

Dean Hu hurriedly looked over, only to see that Director Liu was not looking at the page of the catalogue, he should have flipped through it casually, and the title on it read the words "Mulan Poetry".

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan is the weaving household. ... The east market buys horses, the west market buys saddles. The south market buys bridles, and the north market buys long whips..."

"Thousands of miles to go to the military plane, Guan Shandu is like flying..."

"The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurry. When the two rabbits walk next to the ground, can Anneng tell whether I am male or female?"

After reading this poem, Dean Hu was also stunned!

Mulan poetry?
Join the army for your father?

Is this the same as "The Peacock Flies to the Southeast"?
Are they all recovered by Professor Ye?

Hastily flipped through others.

"Mo Shang Sang"

The southeast corner of the sunrise, according to my Qin's building.

……

The black silk is a ponytail, and the golden head is a horse head.

……

"The evil"

Shangxie, I want to know each other with you, and I will live forever.

The mountains have no edges, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder is shaking in winter, the rain is snowing in summer, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to say goodbye to you.

"Long Song Xing"

Sunflowers in the green garden, waiting for the sun to show up.

Yangchun Budeze, all things shine.

……

Young idler, an old beggar.

"Fifteen Military March"

……

"Plucking Lotuses in the South of the Yangtze River"

……

……

Looking at Yuefu poems one after another, watching classics one after another!

In the auditorium, there were screams one after another. Looking at this "Yuefu Poetry Collection", as long as there are professors and experts with this book in their hands, none of them can think normally!
Yuefu poetry!
Yuefu poetry!
Yuefu poetry!
Their minds are full of Yuefu poems at this moment!
Really, maybe they had 90.00% believed Ye Feng's Yuefu poems before, but it was inevitable that there would still be doubts in their hearts for a moment.After all, no one has seen too many Yuefu poems, only the few that Ye Feng gave as examples.

However, today, in this book in front of me!

The whole thing is Yuefu poetry!

how many?
I took a rough look, and there are more than 1000 songs!
With so many Yuefu poems piled up in front of you all at once, you still have a fart of doubts in your heart!
Looking at those professors who were startled holding the books, and those professors who didn't borrow the books or the students who lent the books to others, it was an itch in my heart!I can't wait to grab the book and see for myself what is written in the book, it will make so many people's faces change!

"Student! Sell me this book! Say, how much?"

Suddenly, Dean Hu grabbed the student who lent him the book with excitement, and his voice raised an octave unconsciously.

"Forehead."

The student was caught off guard by the sudden Dean Hu, and looked at him in a daze, not knowing what was wrong.

"Classmate, tell me, as long as you give me this book, you can do whatever you want!"

"Um, thank you, but I still want this book." Although the student looked confused, he still didn't pick up the big pie that fell from the sky, and quickly waved his hand to reject it.

Of course, Dean Hu is not the only one who has this idea in the auditorium!

"Student, the principal of the National People's Congress is my brother-in-law. As long as you give me this book, I will immediately give you a chance to graduate from the National People's Congress!"

"Baoyan? Classmate, don't listen to him, just give me the book, and I'll give you a chance to study consecutively!"

"Give it to me, no matter what conditions you ask, I, Beijing Normal University, will agree!"

"Don't argue with me! Fudan University must have a copy!"

"We at Shanda University want a copy, please give me some face!"

"No, you have to give it to me. Today we at Nantah University won't give it to anyone!"

……

Chaos!

The auditorium was in chaos in the blink of an eye!

Those professors who have read this "Yuefu Poetry Collection" are all crazy, competing with each other, and they are already jealous!

No one will let it go!

No negotiation!

Must have one!
Who are those present?

Those are all well-known bigwigs in the industry!

After reading this "Yuefu Poetry Collection", they immediately understood what this tattered-looking book represented!
Yuefu poetry!
This is a new subject!
In the whole country, except for Ye Feng, no one knows too well!

As long as you have this collection of poems, you will definitely be at the forefront of the field of Yuefu poetry research!

This "Yuefu Poetry Collection" is the most intuitive and extremely important first-hand information for studying Yuefu poems!
And which school can be the first to produce research results in this new field, it will definitely greatly improve its school's status in the industry!
Why don't these professors leave?
Why do you stay here so shamelessly that you can be a student of Ye Feng?
Isn't it because you want to listen to Ye Feng's two classes more?Isn't it because you want to know more about Yuefu poems?Isn't it just to seize the opportunity in this new field!
Ye Feng and the others can't beat them, but if they can't be number one, they can't be overtaken either!

Especially Peking University, their Chinese Department is the first in the country, now Haida Chinese Department has Ye Feng, they are already impatient, what if the Haida Chinese Department surpasses Peking University under the leadership of Ye Feng?

Now, they finally have a chance to close the gap with Ye Feng, can they let it go?

All of a sudden, the entire auditorium was already arguing for a copy of "Yuefu Poetry Collection"!

I don't care who you are?
As long as you grab this book with me, I won't give anyone face!

　Thanks to Zha Zha, Dai Hao, and Mo Wuhen for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)