Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun shook his head with a smile. He didn't expect that the spring text would be so special.

However, it is young people who take part in the Spring Festival cultural meeting. As long as there is no problem in learning, it doesn't hurt to be special in other aspects.

"Well, next, 3000 new students please write. After that, we will successively select several tables of poetry articles for comments and publish them to the public. Moreover, the selected table should send the poetry articles as soon as possible. If they are sent late, they will be judged as failure. Do you think it's unfair? That's right, because this is the Spring Festival meeting."

Zhang Zhixing smiled playfully, and many old students wore similar smiles.

Many new students shook their heads, sighed, or smiled bitterly, but there was nothing they could do.

The new students at the 300 tables began to work together. Some laid paper, some studied ink, some held pens, and many people thought while eating the food on the table.

When the new students were writing poems, sun Renbing stood up and told some stories about the Spring Festival cultural meeting, and some old students showed their nostalgia.

Fang Yun held a brush and didn't finish writing, while the rest of the table were whispering.

"What are you going to write? There are too many kinds of strange poems, but if they are written well, it is very difficult, not to mention many conditions. The most difficult thing is that they can't write too badly, otherwise they can only be pigs in Kong City."

"You see, even Fang Xusheng can't write, let alone us."

"Don't worry, think about it carefully. There are Fang Xusheng and suppress a table of luck. We won't be selected first." Tang Yuban joked.

Even the people nearby looked at Fang Yun with a smile and found that the paper before Fang Yun was indeed blank, so they put down their heart.

Not long ago, the two wooden boxes were carried to the high platform by the literary waiter and placed in front of Zhang Zhixing and sun Renbing, while Li Fanming had stepped down to participate in the cultural conference.

Zhang Zhixing patted the two boxes with both hands and said with a smile: "There are 3000 new students, with a total of 300 tables, divided into ten rows and thirty columns. In the box on my left hand side, there are ten paper balls, which say from one to ten; in the box on my right hand side, there are thirty paper balls, from one to thirty. Next, I closed my eyes and grabbed a paper ball from the box on the left, and Ren Bing grabbed it from the box on the right, and selected it according to the numbers of the two paper balls Which table was the first to take out poems and articles for our evaluation. "

Some people no longer hesitate to write quickly.

"OK, let's start."

Zhang Zhixing and sun Renbing closed their eyes, put one hand into the wooden box, and then each grabbed a paper ball.

The old students looked at them with great interest, while many freshmen stared at two paper balls. Only a few threatened, and many freshmen were a little nervous. Although this is a cultural meeting focusing on playing, if they really go to Kong City to shout pigs, they will be teased by their classmates and friends all their life. If they make achievements in the future, it is interesting, but it is not a good reputation.

"This is the holy courtyard. We're not strong enough to cheat here. We didn't use our talent just now. We're totally grabbing. OK, now let's open the paper ball."

Zhang Zhixing said. They slowly opened the paper ball, and then raised two pieces of paper in front of the crowd,

Zhang Zhixing's hand is "seven", while sun Renbing's hand is "21".

Everyone's eyes fell on the table in the 21st column of the seventh row.

Fang Yun also looked at it with a smile. When he looked carefully, he couldn't help laughing.

Yan Yukong was at the table.

"Miserable! Miserable! Miserable!" a freshman beside Yan Yukong couldn't help shouting, which attracted many kind laughter.

Zhang Zhixing smiled and said, "young brother Yukon, it seems that you have a match with the five elements of Chongwen academy! Write quickly, you still have a hundred breath!"

Yan Yukong and all the people at the same table frowned and thought with a pen.

"Ten breaths!" said Zhang Zhixing.

"Twenty breaths!" Zhang Zhixing began to tell the time.

"Thirty breath!"

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"Ninety interest! There are ten interest, you are ready at once! If you don't receive the pen at that time, it will be regarded as a failure... One hundred interest, stop! Start signing!"

The ten people immediately wrote their names, and then stopped writing together. They saw a literary maid walking forward with a smile and put away the paper in front of the ten people.

"Miserable!" the Jinshi beside Yan Yukong began to cry again. Only three people were smiling, and the others were smiling bitterly.

Zhang Zhixing took a stack of paper, looked at it quickly, then picked out a page, scanned the audience, and said with a smile: "Yan Yukong's talent is well known. Then, the first poem of this year's Spring Festival literature meeting starts from him. As for whether it's good or not, I won't say it first. Please listen..."

Zhang Zhixing paused a little and said loudly, "the spring pond is full of spring water, and spring grass grows in spring. Spring people drink spring wine, and spring birds make spring sound."

Fang Yun listened and nodded gently. He made this poem in such a short time. It can be seen that Yan Yukong is really extraordinary.

"Good!"

"Good!"

The old and new students cheered.

Zhang Zhixing said with a smile, "there are three requirements for this meeting, namely 'strange', 'spring' and 'Jane'. Then, let's invite someone to comment. You also know that Fang Yun and Yan Yukong are good friends. Since Yan Yukong has become the first poem, Fang Yun should be the first to comment! How about Fang Xusheng?"

Fang Yun said with a smile, "obedience is better than respect."

Zhang Zhixing said again, "since it's poetry evaluation, you should not only say the advantages, but also say the disadvantages! Fang Yun, are you very dissatisfied? If you're dissatisfied, you should do it! Today, you're just a freshman!"

Everyone laughed, but no one thought that he had a good relationship with Fang Yun, but he had to embarrass Fang Yun first.

However, everyone also knows that Zhang Zhixing is deliberately avoiding suspicion, and it is a special protection. First use this small thing to embarrass Fang Yun. If anyone embarrasses Fang Yun with other things, Zhang Zhixing can come forward to stop it. He can't embarrass a person repeatedly.

Fang Yun smiled and shook his head. Then he learned from the humanity around Yan Yukong: "miserable! Yukong, what I say next is forced. If you want to seek revenge, go to find Zhang Zhixing. He deliberately pollutes you. Don't blame me!"

Yan Yukong said with a smile: "don't worry, I must repay this revenge! I think about how to repay... Um... I'll find a way to make new students suffer next year!"

The crowd smiled, and the two top talents of the Terran teased, and the atmosphere of the cultural conference became more and more relaxed.

"Less nonsense, Fang Yun said quickly!" Zhang Zhixing said in a rough voice.

Fang Yun thought and said: "There's no need to say more about spring. It's clear at a glance. As for the word" strange ", there are eight words" spring "in the twenty words of the poem, which is not abrupt. Moreover, the two words" spring "before and after each sentence echo each other, forming a poetic picture of spring, which can be regarded as" strange ". As for the word" Jane ", only six simple and representative words of spring are taken: water, grass, people, wine, birds and sound The image of can be called simple but not simple. Three words are complete. "

Zhang Zhixing said with a smile: "you see, I knew that Fang Yun would praise Yan Yukong, so now I'll talk about my shortcomings immediately!"

Everyone laughed at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun said helplessly, "then I can only pick the bone in the egg."

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