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Chapter 136 Let the storm be more violent (second update)
"Mr. Yi, hello, I want to ask, when you were our age, did you ever write poems to court girls?"

Zuo Yan has a good figure and looks very beautiful.

She changed her image in who is the hero, and today she is more youthful, wearing a beige skirt and combing her hair, elegantly like a goddess.

"I wrote love poems when I was young, but I didn't have a partner." Mr. Yi Zhongtian said with emotion.

"Oh? It's an abstract, beautiful outburst of inner emotions." Luo Yiming found a word to describe it at this time.

Yi Zhongtian smiled: "Everyone passes by, you understand."

"Can you still remember that poem?" Luo Yiming asked.

"Remember some. That poem is called Girl Wearing Bragi, and Bragi is a dress." Yi Zhongtian explained.

"Blaji is Russian."

"I still remember the last two sentences."

"You silent tuberose."

"Please give me some dark fragrance to kiss me."

"It's all kissed? You're too precocious." Zuo Yan laughed and covered her mouth.

"I'm an adult. I'm not precocious." Teacher Yi Zhongtian played innocently, Zuo Yan and the audience were all amused by him.

"...but I don't have a partner."

"Teacher, everyone has such a period of love." Luo Yiming said: "Do you still write love poems now, no matter who you give them to, do you still use the state of poetry to express your emotions?"

"Good question, since my daughter wrote poems, I stopped writing poems." Teacher Yi Zhongtian showed pride on his face.

"The reason is simple, she writes better than me."

"I remember very well that she wrote a poem when she was 11 years old."

Teacher Yi Zhongtian read leisurely: "In the morning, the bright dewdrops slipped from the tips of the grass blades, and fell into the river as usual..."

"Tomorrow, people won't...discover anything."

"Only the pebbles in the river say endlessly...I see...I see.

The last line is...but no one knows.

Wow.

The students were all amazed by this little poem.

Unconsciously began to applaud.

Yi Zhongtian raised his head, spread his hands and said, "Then tell me, what else should I write, what else should I write."

Zuo Yan said in disbelief: "It's great, an 11-year-old girl, Yiming, I can speak, so let me write it now, can't I even write it?"

"This has nothing to do with age. There is something called talent in poetry writing, and you just don't have it."

Zuo Yan pouted, looking at Luo Yiming aggrieved.

The latter smiled and looked at Yi Zhongtian: "Mr. Yi, I want to say that I am very moved, but I am not moved by the poem just now, but because you only remember two lines of the poem you wrote yourself, but you don't know much about your daughter's poem. , but you memorized the whole thing.”

"This kind of fatherly love is not only like a mountain, but also like water, very gentle."

Yi Zhongtian's face was still filled with love for his daughter, he smiled and said, "Thank you."

Zuo Yan sat down, and Huang Lingyu, a classmate from the Normal University, stood up: "Mr. Yi, can I call me Teacher Xiaotian?" Huang Lingyu is a reference to Teacher Xiaotian.

Teacher Yi Zhongtian was stunned.

Everyone is also smacking their tongues.

This is not appropriate.

"...That's fine." If Mr. Yi Zhongtian is really easy-going, he agrees.

"What touched me the most is that your time in Xinjiang educated youth made you understand that life is not a poem."

"You said you were lonely, lonely, and entangled during that time. Then I want to ask, is it because you didn't fall in love at that time?" The students all thought that Huang Lingyu's question would be very grand.

At least it can continue Zuo Yan's poetic beauty.

But... for a while... the coquettish taste of decadent love came to the surface.

But contemporary young people seem to be very concerned about love and love.

On the surface, he scoffed.

Inwardly, everyone is eager for this topic.

Teacher Yi Zhongtian suddenly became serious, recalling the past, and said in the next second: "Ten years in the Corps, that was a special period. To be honest, it was more material than today."

"Why was it more material at that time, because there was no material at that time!"

"You don't have the next meal after you eat the last meal, so the next meal is very important."

Teacher Yi Zhongtian started waving his hand again.

That's what he does whenever a topic that touches his heart comes up.

"If you want to marry a girl, can you guarantee her next order? Follow you to herd the cows, milk the cows, and kneel and knock off two leaves of cotton?"

"It's not a house, it's not a car, it's just a bowl of hot rice paste made from a pile of firewood. If you can't even get this out, then what's the use of being handsome, what's the use of being able to write poetry, what's the use of poetry .”

"Can poetry take care of your stomach?"

Yi Zhongtian's words silenced Huang Lingyu.

She was speechless.

Obviously, during those years, it wasn't that Mr. Yi Zhongtian didn't want love.

It's that he doesn't have the strength to love at all.

Yi Zhongtian smiled wryly: "At that time, I was neither tall nor rich nor handsome. My height was 1.6 meters nine, and my income was only enough to make ends meet. Although I kept asking, no one would follow me."

puff.

This old guy is just fun.

A second ago, he said solemnly and sternly that he has no substance.

no love.

There is only emptiness, loneliness and coldness.

But in the next second, a joke made all the students laugh.

Luo Yiming added: "If you could have a chance to control him, but in exchange for your talent in writing poems, would you be willing?"

"No." Yi Zhongtian said: "But if you say that if you don't want to, you have to starve to death, then I am willing. The bottom line is that you have to live."

"Only in life can there be poetry."

clap clap.

The applause from the audience rose again.

The brilliance of this program also exceeded the previous expectations of the program group.

Even, his humorous stalks, the impact and enthusiasm of his topics are even better.

This program breaks away from the vulgar and bad taste, and the content has been sublimated.

The same topic may have one or two different flavorings, and the taste will be completely different.

"Mr. Yi, you can always find a reason to smile in adversity. I really want to know if you have any difficulties." Luo Yiming is still expanding the excitement of this column, and he wants to deeply analyze a The heart of Yi Zhongtian, who was reborn from despair and reborn from Nirvana.

Yi Zhongtian shook his head and said: "There is no most sad hurdle, as long as it is a hurdle, it is sad."

"Because it is right in front of you, if you can't get through it, you will die."

"Let me just say that I was in the Corps when I was young. Sometimes I wondered, what's the point of such a life, what are you doing alive, it's better to die."

"But there is a belief that I feel... I haven't lived enough! The things I want to do... haven't done yet! I haven't been the writer I want to be, I haven't written... what I want to write brave!"

"Why should I end it?"

"Just bite the bullet and go."

Yi Zhongtian sighed: "Sometimes, you actually just grit your teeth and pass it by carrying it."

"Actually, a lot of people have been picking on me since last year, but I just thought, why should I live for others."

"My life is not given by them."

"My life is given by my parents!"

"My parents never hoped that I would not be able to go on."

"Hopefully I'm discouraged."

"Hope I give up my ideals!"

"But I still want to thank from the bottom of my heart, those netizens and media who have besieged me since I went to hundreds of forums."

"If it wasn't for them demanding me so strictly."

"I might be bloated."

"Maybe I'm just proud."

"Maybe I'm being arrogant."

"Then I wouldn't be as strong as I am now, and I, Yi Zhongtian, wouldn't be standing here."

Yi Zhongtian stretched out his hand and slammed down on the floor.

He said he was grateful, but he could see the anger in his heart written in his eyes.

Being attacked, ridiculed, ridiculed.

Because of this, the unwillingness and anger in his heart were completely transformed into another kind of energy.

Work hard, work hard, and strive for self-improvement.

Only then did Yi Zhongtian, who is unparalleled in the forum of hundreds of schools, have the scenery.

The show was on fire, and at this time, the first episode of Big Name Coming ushered in its first big climax.

Luo Yiming smiled faintly and without any trace, and now he looked at Cao Hao from the observation team.

The biggest breaking point of this program has not actually started yet. Now, right now, is the questioning session of Cao Hao produced by Luo Yiming.

Teacher Yi Zhongtian is now in high spirits and has achieved success.

But just like the crusade against the media in his words just now, public criticism.

The program team should also speak out for those people, and have a needle-to-head duel with Yi Zhongtian.

Come on, let the storm come harder.

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