The competition does not stop because the judges' comments are too sharp.

The second student took the stage, but this time the applause was much smaller than when the first student was on the stage. Obviously, the evaluation of the judges just now also affected the students in the audience.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was suddenly not as lively as it was just now.

The second student who participated in the competition was a female student, and the content of her lecture was "Chinese Poetry Appreciation".

On the big screen, there were bursts of silk and bamboo sounds, and one by one the classical masterpieces were displayed, and this student also analyzed the gorgeous meaning of the poems for everyone with the slide show.

Soon, her acting class was over.

Then, there is the evaluation of the judges.

"I can't feel the real direction of the poem, I can only understand the gorgeousness of the rhetoric, but I don't know that this is the end of the book, four points. ”

"I hope that when you go back, you can digest and digest the knowledge that the teacher gave you, three points. ”

"If you don't have the talent for poetry, you can't tell poetry. ”

……

The five judges, again criticized, gave extremely low scores.

With tears in her eyes, the female classmate looked blankly at the book "Poetry Culture Appreciation" in her hand, and her eyes were indescribably uncomfortable.

The third contestant, who gave a lecture on classical prose,

The fourth contestant is talking about classic Chinese legendary novels.

One by one, the contestants took the stage.

And the judges were "as always" criticised, giving ultra-low scores one by one.

"If you don't have your own opinions, you blindly imitate your predecessors, how can you surpass this?"

"I don't understand the changes, the traces of deliberate application are too obvious!"

"There is no literary spirituality......"

……

Listening to the comments of the professors, the atmosphere at the scene became more and more depressing, and the students who came to the stage behind were all nervous, and even some students were so nervous on the stage that they stammered when they spoke.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, it's coming to me, you can think of a way for me. ”

Looking at the classmates who went up and were scolded one by one, she was going to have her sister-in-law on the field after a while, and now she was in a hurry, shaking Ye Feng's arm and asking her brother-in-law to find a way.

"Okay, I'll go take a look. Ye Feng was a little helpless, stood up from the corner, and walked towards the front row with his waist bent.

Seeing that Principal Wu was also there just now, this guy should give himself a face, right?

Although I don't know these professors, President Wu definitely does.

Soon, Ye Feng rushed to the first row from the back, because the light in the auditorium was dim now, and no one paid attention to him, and it happened that the leaders around Principal Wu were going to have a meeting and left first, leaving a vacant seat, and Ye Feng sat down directly.

"Principal Wu?"

Originally, Principal Wu was still a little strange, who was sitting next to him? The light was too dim, and before he could see too clearly, Ye Feng spoke first.

"Professor Ye?" After seeing it clearly, Principal Wu looked at Ye Feng in shock, just like a ghost's expression.

Why did this big brother come here?

Could it be that the conscience has found that it wants to teach?

But it's not right, this is a Chinese department!

What the hell are you doing with a math teacher?

"Professor Ye, what are you?"

Principal Wu was confused.

"Hey, it's not a big deal. Ye Feng said very casually: "Isn't my wife and sister a student of the Chinese department, and she also came to participate in the competition today, isn't she afraid that she will be criticized too bad......ly?"

"Eh, this ......" Principal Wu was a little embarrassed, "Let me tell you, how many of your wives and sisters will play?"

"The other three are her. ”

"Okay, but I don't guarantee they'll listen to me. Principal Wu was embarrassed, don't look at him as the principal, but these old professors in the school are really not something he can manage, many old professors are directly responsible for the state, and people can't ignore him as a principal at all.

Don't talk about others, you just say Ye Feng, if he didn't ask for others, he would have been Principal Wu?

……

It was Su Ling's turn to take the stage, the content she explained was "modern ancient poetry", and most of the poems selected were Ziye's "Tang Dynasty" and Ye Zi's "Confucianism and Taoism are Holy", Su Ling excerpted these poems separately, and then sorted them out in different categories, and talked about the head is the Tao, and even used Ye Zi's sentence when evaluating Li Bai, "When you spit it out, you are half of the Tang Dynasty", and when talking about Wang Wei, she also quoted the evaluation in "Tang Dynasty" "There are paintings in the poems"......

Su Ling's explanation can be said to be very well prepared, even Ye Feng, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help nodding, there were some things that even he, the author, hadn't noticed.

However, the judges' evaluation is still very low.

"One is not as good as one, one is not as good as another, what do you talk about have to do with your major?"

"I really don't know how you learned? That's what your teacher taught you?"

"Not to mention what you say, let's just say that these poems are still very controversial, and whether they are good or bad has not yet been decided. ”

"Alas, I don't have enough literary talent to understand real literature. An old professor shook his head and sighed.

They knew that this student had a relationship with Professor Ye from the Department of Mathematics, and President Wu had come over to intercede just now, asking them to relax their requirements a little.

But so what?

Professor Ye?

If they weren't strict now, would the Faculty of Arts still have a chance to be on an equal footing with their Faculty of Science?

Professor Ye!

If they are not strict, then when will the Faculty of Arts produce a Professor Ye?

However, when they listened to one student after another, to be honest, they felt that it was impossible for the Faculty of Arts to produce a capable person this year. If you want to redeem the fact that the Faculty of Arts was suppressed by the Faculty of Science in the school, it is impossible to do so this time.

Not talented enough!

There is no spirituality that infects literature!

That's how the five professors feel at this time.

To be honest, if it had been before, they might have thought that these students spoke well and were well prepared, but since the Faculty of Mathematics has produced Professor Ye, since the Faculty of Science of Haida has completely overwhelmed the Faculty of Arts!

This group of professors is in a hurry!

Their vision is higher!

They need a genius! They need a literary genius who can compete with Professor Ye in the Department of Mathematics!

"Alas, geniuses are hard to come by, and thousands of miles are hard to find!" Professor Yi Ran looked at the students in the audience, and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Talent is not enough, even if you work hard, what's the use? ”

Although the judges' voices are not loud, they have microphones in front of them, and every word they say can clearly reach everyone's ears.

The faces of many classmates were not very good, feeling that these words were too harsh, and the sister-in-law who had just gotten off the stage was also a little uncomfortable pouting, and even a few classmates were secretly wiping away tears.

Many students couldn't help but doubt in their hearts at this time, they were admitted to the famous Haida in the country, they thought they were the geniuses of geniuses, and they were the existence of one in a million, but they didn't expect that they were not as good as they imagined, they were not the best, and they were worse than many people.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was extremely depressing, the students all lowered their heads, and only the five old professors on the stage were sighing, complaining that they couldn't meet geniuses and couldn't find Maxima.

Ye Feng didn't like this atmosphere very much.

Scold.

Talented?

Maxima?