Chen Hao had already seen Lin Wei's shadow from Yang Yuan's body, and now he understood that what kind of teacher could teach what kind of students, Lin Wai practiced as if he was going crazy now, and he simply learned from the head of the department.

Yang Yuan's face turned sideways and said: "I didn't say this, I just said this poem, saying that what you wrote, is it what you wrote?"

Chen Hao didn't quibble, he really didn't write it himself, but in this world, it came from his own mouth.

"Go on stage, if you can write a new song according to my theme, I have nothing to say, and apologize for what I just said in front of so many students, no, in front of the whole school, I will publish it on the school website, and everyone can see it. ”

Come to have a meal, there will be people who will come to find fault, Chen Hao was also helpless, shook his head gently, and said: "Director Yang, in fact, if you don't like me, you can say it directly, there is no need to joke about your face in this school." ”

Yang Yuan pulled her old face: "What are you talking about? I am joking with my own face? What do you mean?"

Lao Bai said a sentence next to him, and said with a smile: "I can't hear this? Chen Hao means that it will be embarrassing for you to publicly apologize on the school website, and the hidden meaning is... You're going to lose. ”

Yang Yuan still doesn't believe that a person who hasn't even gone to college can write such high-quality poems.

"Hmph, it's a lot, let's compete on stage, if you win, I don't want this old face!"

Looking at Yang Yuan's appearance, Chen Hao immediately thought of a word - menopause.

Yang Yuan's current age is almost menopause!

"Up, up, up······"

Some of the surrounding students began to coax, clapping their palms one after another, and asked Chen Hao to go on stage.

Professor Wenhua on the stage looked at Chen Hao, he didn't want Chen Hao to come up and show off, but looked forward to the surprise that Chen Hao could bring him.

If Chen Hao comes to power, there will definitely be surprises, and the question is whether Chen Hao is willing to go on stage to compete with Director Yang Yuan.

Chen Hao still sat still and said, "Director Yang, it's better to be here, go up to the stage, so many people are embarrassed." ”

Yang Yuan nodded: "Okay, bring two microphones." ”

A male classmate stood up quickly, picked up two microphones and trotted over, and then found a nearby spot and squeezed in, wanting to see the excitement.

Chen Hao took a microphone, blew it twice, and said, "Director Yang, is the question out of the question?"

What questions, what questions, Yang Yuan began to think.

She looked at the wine glass on the table, and then looked at the surrounding classmates, and said one word: "Wine!"

She smiled lightly: "Just this scene, with wine." ”

At this point, it is impossible for her to win, Chen Hao definitely thought that no matter how awesome this department head is, he can beat any of the Tang and Song dynasties in his previous life?

"Why do you win? There has to be a referee by the side. Chen Hao said: "And the Chinese culture is broad and profound, there are a lot of polyphonic words, maybe I say it here, and the students who don't understand it can even hear the meaning of the words, so it's better to start writing directly, do you have paper, inkstone, pen and ink?"

Professor Wenhua didn't know when he had come to the side of several people, he said: "I can come to be a referee for you, which classmate, go get some paper, inkstone, pen and ink?"

Lin Wei was looking forward to seeing the scene, he trotted away, and came back with his things after a while.

A table was cleared, Professor Wenhua personally put the paper and ink, and then dipped the brush in ink and handed it to Chen Hao's hand.

Many people sat around, because the place was too small and there were too many people, Professor Wenhua could only let the students sit back first, let Lin Wei sit on the edge of the plate with a wireless keyboard, Chen Hao wrote a word, he typed a word, and then displayed it on the projection screen in the center of the stage.

Chen Hao took the brush and said to Yang Yuan: "Director Yang, it is really a shame to apologize to the teachers and students of the school, and it is too late for you to regret it now." ”

Looking at Chen Hao's confident face, Yang Yuan's heart was drumming, but now the car can't be stopped, don't say that she doesn't believe that Chen Hao has real talent and learning, even if she does, she has to be tough, she is the director of the literature department, and she must not make a fool of herself in front of the students.

Chen Hao saw that Yang Yuan didn't speak, walked to the table, and started!

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it flows until it doesn't return. ”

Li Bai's masterpiece, as soon as Chen Hao wrote the first sentence, Professor Wenhua hurriedly put on his reading glasses, for fear of reading the wrong word.

"You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

When the second sentence was written, Lin Wei, who was typing, felt that his hands were trembling uncontrollably, no, his whole body was shaking.

Professor Wenhua's way of shock was not to say a word, staring blankly at every word.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. ”

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone. ”

Professor Wenhua couldn't jump at all, and on the corners of his face, the sweat finally condensed into a drop, slowly slid down, and dripped onto the paper.

Chen Hao's calligraphy is not very good, I can barely read it, but the word he wrote is indeed heart-wrenching, and it is Professor Wenhua's heart, and it also devastates Director Yangyuan a lot.

Chen Hao looked at Professor Wenhua panting, for fear that he wouldn't be able to catch his breath.

"Professor, are you okay with your blood pressure?" asked Chen Hao.

Professor Wenhua waved his hand: "It's okay, are you done writing? If you don't finish writing, please continue, even if I die, don't care about me." ”

Forehead!

Liu Nian stood up and helped Professor Wenhua, and then looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao dipped in ink a few more times and continued to write.

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink.

"Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. ”

·······

Chen Hao wrote more and more, and slowly a piece of straw paper could not be written at all, so he had to change to a new one to continue.

This one, two pages were written, Lin Wei, who was typing with a keyboard, was already sweating, Chen Hao put down the pen, he also typed the last word, hurriedly put down the keyboard, and rushed to the bathroom in the cafeteria to wash his face.

Professor Wenhua is completely speechless, as a professor specializing in Chinese studies, he knows what this poem represents, although the ancient poets of this world are different, but the literary theme is the same, and the theme of Yuefu also exists.

Chen Hao actually created this poem with the ancient theme of Yuefu.

And it's still high-quality, Professor Wenhua's face was already covered with sweat, he wiped it gently, and then after a few minutes, he suddenly burst out laughing.

Liu Nian looked at him a little anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Professor, are you okay?"