Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 347
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar. They had clearly seen that Han Dunian had written several poems just now. It stands to reason that even if they admit defeat, they should compare first. After all, no one knows how the other party's poems are. Maybe it's not as good as him at all?
But Han Dunian gave up so easily, which is really incomprehensible.

Han Duyue stood up immediately upstairs, she didn't want to see Xiaonian admit defeat like this, but then she thought that Xiaonian had only really started studying for more than two years, before Li Hao wanted him to take the scientific examination, mainly The content of the professor must be related to the imperial examination questions. As for these poems and songs that cultivate sentiment, naturally, I don't have much contact with them.

Thinking of this, Han Duyue could only sigh and sat down again.

Several judges were also a little surprised by this, and asked in confirmation: "Han Dunian, do you really want to give up?"

Dean Zhu also asked at this time: "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes, although I have written a few poems, even I am not satisfied with these poems, how can I compare them with others?" Xiaonian took a deep breath and described his thoughts in detail Repeatedly, "So I may have to disappoint the dean this time."

Dean Zhu was silent for a moment, and just when everyone thought he was going to criticize Xiaonian, he actually said with a half-smile: "I'm not disappointed, isn't there a third game? There was no combat going on."

After hearing this, Xiaonian's face immediately relaxed, and his energy became more and more vigorous: "Don't worry, the dean, I will definitely work hard."

As for the others, they were already very used to the dean's favoritism towards Xiaonian, so naturally they wouldn't have any other reactions.

The only one with a different mood was his opponent this round. He put down his pen happily, with a triumphant smile on his face.

But before he got up, he heard Dean Zhu say: "Although the results of this competition have come out, can we have a look at your poems?"

The "we" in Dean Zhu's mouth naturally refers to him and the judges.

No one would object to Dean Zhu's request, so the poems written by Xiaonian and his opponent soon appeared in Dean Zhu's hands.

Because both of them wrote more than one poem, Dean Zhu read it for a while before finishing it, and then he handed over these poems to several judges without saying anything.

After several judges had finished reading the poems of the two, Dean Zhu said slowly: "Although the quality of these poems is not important anymore, since they have already been written, why don't the gentlemen comment on them for a while?" Second, let them know their own shortcomings."

Mr. Lin was still the first to speak, and Mr. Lin looked at the students who had already won, and then at Xiao Nian who was asking for advice with a humble face, and finally just shook his head and sighed: "Han Du Nian, what a pity. "

Pity?What a pity?Is it a pity that he can write good articles, but can't write good poems?Or is it a pity that he gave up the game directly?
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the words, not quite sure what Mr. Lin meant.

But soon, the second gentleman helped everyone solve their doubts: "Although the words and sentences of Han Dunian's poems are not exquisite, they are better than the artistic conception, and there is a faint sense of openness in them, which can be called It's a masterpiece."

"Thank you sir for your advice." Xiaonian was a little surprised when he heard the words, he didn't expect his poems to get such evaluation.

The opponent showed unwillingness when he heard the words, and asked with clenched fists: "I don't know what you think of the poems written by the students?"

The gentleman paused for a moment, and then said word by word: "It can be seen that your poems are very thoughtful, word by word, and every sentence is thoughtful, but it is precisely because you pay too much attention to words that your poems lose their due charm. , looks gorgeous, but actually it’s a little bland.”

When he heard the previous words, the student's face was still relaxed, but after the latter part, he couldn't hold back: "But the student's poems are completely in accordance with the teacher's requirements on weekdays."

"That's true. If this is in the scientific research, it is naturally a good poem, but if it is put here," the gentleman said here, paused for a while, and turned to look at Dean Zhu, " We can't just pay attention to skills and completely ignore Qi Yun. What's more, today is the dean's acceptance of apprentices, so you must be very clear about the dean's preferences, right?"

Originally, after hearing the previous words, the student wanted to refute one or two more, but after hearing the last sentence, the student suddenly had nothing to say.

Everyone knows that the dean's temperament implies unruly, and most of the students who are optimistic about him are not conformists, so from this aspect, such a conclusion is indeed reasonable.

After hearing these words, all the onlookers felt a little pity for Xiaonian. The reason why they were dissatisfied with Xiaonian before was mostly because they felt that Xiaonian was lucky enough to be favored by the dean because of his connections.

And right now, Xiaonian's strength has been shown a lot. After these people witnessed all this, the hostility and contempt towards Xiaonian naturally dissipated.

"Han Dunian, you shouldn't have taken the initiative to admit defeat just now. After all, you can only know the result after the competition." Someone couldn't help complaining to Xiaonian during the rest after the second round of competition.

Regarding this, Xiaonian just smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "The reason why I admit defeat is only because I am not satisfied with my poems, and I don't want to use these poems for competition, so even if I listen to the words of several gentlemen, let me choose again. , I will still choose to give up."

If these words were placed in other places, it would definitely be a proper way to spread hatred, but if they were placed in the county school, in front of this group of young and noble students, the situation would be completely different.

"Han Dunian, I really didn't expect you to be such a character, it's really admirable!"

"Yes, I should have doubted your character earlier, it really shouldn't be."

"I really didn't expect you to have such insight at such a young age. You really deserve to be the person favored by the dean."

Han Duyue vaguely listened to everyone's words on the second floor, and she didn't know whether to cry or laugh, this group of scholars looked quite cute.

Soon it was time for the third round of competition, and this time Xiaonian was fighting against the student who caused the "desk and chair incident" before.

After the two sat down, the gentleman who asked the question was not in a hurry to speak, but looked directly at Dean Zhu and asked, "I don't know what the dean thinks about this third round of competition?"

These words should be just polite words, or indirectly hope that Dean Zhu will not interfere this time.

But who would have thought that Dean Zhu actually answered the words with a smile after hearing this: "I just happen to have some opinions, since you asked me that, I won't keep my secrets."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly became a little weird. What are you going to do, Dean?

Regardless of everyone's reaction, Dean Zhu continued in a leisurely tone, "For the third round, why don't you just write the "Three Character Classic" silently."

Writing the "Three Character Classic" silently, what the hell is this?Even Han Duyue couldn't help rolling his eyes, is Dean Zhu's idea so whimsical?

The teachers obviously didn't react for a while, and when they did, the teacher who set the question couldn't help but asked tentatively: "The dean wants to come up with a question related to the "San Zi Jing" in the third round. ?"

"No, the topic I mentioned is to let them write the "Three Character Classic" silently, and that's all." Dean Zhu seemed not to feel the strange eyes of the people around him at all, and explained it carefully again with a leisurely expression.

Now the gentleman who made the question is even more speechless, what is this all about? The "Three Character Classic" is an introductory subject for scholars, and the dean wants to use it to test two students. What does this mean?
The student who was competing with Xiaonian obviously couldn't accept this ridiculous topic, and his face became very ugly: "Dean, even if you want to favor Han Dunian, you shouldn't use this method, right?"

"Whether I'm partial to Xiaonian or not, you'll know later, but the questions for the third round are set like this. If you don't want to answer, you can just admit defeat." Dean Zhu raised his eyebrows, without any doubts. The opponent's fingerprints are in the eyes.

This is a bit too arrogant, but because everyone has already seen Xiaonian's knowledge, most people don't think that the dean is deliberately favoring Han Dunian, but they can't figure out the dean's intention at this time , can only wait for the follow-up development.

"Do the gentlemen think so too?" The student had no choice but to look at the other gentlemen for help.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they couldn't figure out what the dean was going to do, since they all knew that although the dean had an unruly temper, he still did things properly, so no one raised any questions.

Mr. Sun couldn't stand it for a long time, and his previous arrangements didn't come in handy. At this time, he was even more upset. Seeing this, he said directly: "Dean, you have passed the first and second rounds of competition just now." After intervening, why not follow the previous arrangement for the third round of competition?"

"Mr. Sun, do you want to know why I meddle so much in this matter?" Dean Zhu glanced at Mr. Sun lightly.

It's just this glance that made Mr. Sun a little startled, but since he had already opened his mouth, he could only straighten his back and continue: "Isn't the dean doing this because he favors Han Dunian?"

Hearing this, Dean Zhu sneered, and asked back: "Does Mr. Sun really think so? Does Mr. Sun have to admit what he has done before I have to speak out?"

"Dean, what does this mean?" Mr. Sun's forehead was already sweating.

(End of this chapter)