Jiang Ming smiled again: "So I'm here to pour chicken soup for everyone today." He paused and said, "The theme of this lecture is, 'What is literature really for you?'"

Everyone gasped when they heard this.

"It's boring! How could I come to such a lecture? Does he have a brain? It's so big that you can't write a long book. ”

Leng Tianlei and they were also stunned. Leng Tianlei put his hands around his chest and smiled coldly: "The scope is too big, it is impossible for him to explain clearly." ”

"By the way, you know what? How many places did this kid get in this New Thinking Essay Contest? 184 places!

According to the level of previous years, it is difficult to have a counterattack.

To give a lecture at this level, it is better to let Leng Tianlei, who is in first place, come.

Even Wen Jinshi and Zhao Tian, who were full of expectations for Jiang Ming, frowned unconsciously.

That's a bit too big.

Zhao Tian said in a low voice: "Did I invite Mr. Jiang to give a lecture, the time is too short." He's getting ready a little hasty?"

Wen Jinshi didn't answer, but just stared at Jiang Ming on the stage with his eyes.

Jiang Ming also leisurely asked the backstage staff to move a stool for him first, and he sat on the stool with the microphone in his hand.

This kid thinks he's here for a vacation?

Some Chinese students were so angry that they walked away.

Jiang Ming said: "Since ancient times, civil and military affairs have been like yin and yang, and the two complement each other. Whether it is a peaceful and prosperous era or a troubled time, both are indispensable. ”

"Since the establishment of the imperial examination, countless talented people have studied hard all night for the title of the gold list. There is a saying that 'success is 99 percent perspiration plus 1 percent talent'. ”

The hearts of the people who were disdainful just now were moved when they heard this.

That's a good thing to say, and I think it can be used as my motto. ”

I guess that's the most useful sentence of this lecture...... You have to work hard to succeed, and I agree with that. ”

Cold as frost, his eyes moved slightly, and he felt that these words were simply classic.

A group of students who sneered at Jiang Ming nodded their heads when they heard this, and finally heard something that made them feel comfortable.

Jiang Ming, who was sitting on the chair, saw everyone nodding in satisfaction, and he showed a wicked smile: "However, it is often the one percent talent that determines success in the end. ”

“……”

The audience was silent.

What a big bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

This kid is here to disgust them on purpose, right?

"In ancient times, there was a martial arts genius in the martial arts, and his one-day cultivation was enough to compare with the cultivation of others in one year. In literature, some people can compose poems at the age of five and write essays at the age of seven, while some people are still just a talent at the age of sixty or seventy. It can be seen that talent is very important. I am afraid that less than one-tenth of all the literature students here will become 'writers' in the traditional sense in the future. ”

Everyone was stunned.

I only saw how awesome he came to give a lecture and bragged about himself, or he gave everyone chicken blood, and I have never seen someone who is crazy about pouring poisonous chicken soup on people.

Han Tianyan, who was sitting below, felt sad in his heart.

That's right, this Mr. Jiang's talent in martial arts, his one-day cultivation is better than that of others for a year and a half.

"So, back to the topic of this lecture, what exactly is literature to you?" Jiang Ming asked loudly, looking at the crowd.

The discussion finally began.

Some people say that they entered the Chinese Department to find a quiet job, after all, the Chinese Department is a jack-of-all-trades major.

Some people say that they just like literature.

Leng Rushuang thought for a while, and said to himself: "Words are the power for me to live, and the world of literature makes me not suppressed." ”

Zhao Tian and Wen Jinshi glanced at each other with some emotion.

Let's not talk about the level of Mr. Jiang's lecture, but he is quite good at arousing everyone's atmosphere.

Everyone is discussing, what is literature really for us?

Leng Tianlei saw that everyone was taken away by Jiang Ming, and he felt a little unhappy for a while.

He suddenly raised his voice and asked, "I don't know Mr. Jiang, what do you think literature is to you?"

Suddenly, everyone's attention fell on Jiang Ming again.

Jiang Ming smiled: "Literature is a tool for me. ”

Wen Jinshi was amazed, this remark was amazing.

"The power of literature can be strong when it is strong, and it is also ethereal to say that it is ethereal. Literature is a kind of spiritual ability, master this power well, and everyone will become your believers!" Jiang Ming's eyes flew with confidence, and he firmly dropped the last sentence.

If martial arts can determine life and death, then the power of literature can make people obey unconditionally from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Wen Jinshi blurted out: "Could it be that Mr. Jiang has the ambition to start a literary sect and influence the thinking of others?"

Damn, that's a little scary.

This kind of ambition, they have only seen in history books, it is only ...... Saints, right?

Spiritual Mentor!

How crazy is that?

Some people want to use this panacea profession to find a job, some people want to be warm in their hearts, some people want to become a well-known writer, and no one is arrogant enough to use the power of literature to become a spiritual mentor for many people, right?

Leng Rushuang was stunned, and his beautiful eyes looked at Jiang Ming in surprise.

She has always felt that literature is a world that surrounds her. But he never knew that in Jiang Ming's heart, literature had such a definition of him!

Jiang Ming sat on the chair, without any manuscript, and his mouth was like a river. The whole lecture became his home stadium completely!

Everyone looked at him dumbfounded, trying to digest everything Jiang Ming said.

Zhao Tian swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty: "I see ...... This time it was really beneficial. ”

Wen Jinshi exhaled deeply and sighed convincingly: "Please ask Mr. Jiang to give a lecture, it seems right." ”

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he looked at the people who were already stupid, and said, "I said just now, I think the lecture is used to brag first, and the second is to pour chicken soup for everyone." Now it seems that I have achieved both of these goals. ”

Look, scared a bunch of people stupid, right?

Everyone fell silent, as if they were still digesting what Jiang Ming had just said.

Suddenly, Leng Tianlei raised his hand.

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, what did Leng Tianlei want to say?

"Mr. Jiang, look at what you just said. I want to know how to fulfill your ambition for literature with the 184th place in your New Thinking Essay Competition?" Leng Tianlei raised his eyebrows a little provocatively.

The crowd who had been quiet just now suddenly came back to their senses.

Everyone laughed.

"yes, I just watched it too. In this New Thinking Essay Contest, he only won 184 places. ”

"Tsk, I guess this time it was Leng Tianlei who directly crushed it. He's just bragging about it here. A Chinese girl came back to her senses and said with a smile.

The girl next to her pouted: "That's not necessarily, Hu Qinghe is not bad." ”

The students at Zhongzhou University certainly hope that this competition will be won by college students.

Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing for a college student to be better than a high school student.

Anyway, it wasn't Jiang Ming's turn.

Hu Qinghe grinned and said with a faint smile: "It seems that he can't fulfill his ambition in his heart......

Jiang Ming, who was sitting on the chair, smiled and did not refute anything.

Leng Tianlei became more and more proud, how can you Jiang Ming brag? Didn't you take 184? Isn't it a shame?

Cao Hong said: "You can't blame Jiang Ming in the world, after all, this proposition essay is too unbelievable......

Zhao Tian walked up, took the microphone and said, "It seems that everyone is very curious about Mr. Jiang's essay this time? ”

Leng Tianlei's smile stiffened.

Hu Qinghe's smile also stiffened.

Everyone looked at Zhao Tian in disbelief.

What do you mean?

The best one? So how did he get 184? Shouldn't he deserve to be 1st?

Hu Qinghe said coldly: "Professor Zhao Tian actually told a lie in front of his students in order to give him a long face?"

"Yes, when I signed up, I saw with my own eyes that Professor Zhao Tian was very enthusiastic about this Jiang Ming. Didn't this Zhao Tian fall for this Jiang Ming's evil, right?"

Hu Qinghe raised his voice and said: "Professor Zhao Tian, there is no basis for empty words. Why don't you take it out and read it to all of us?"

Zhao Tian looked at Jiang Ming and asked, "Mr. Jiang, I wonder if you can take out that article of yours?"

Jiang Ming hooked his lips and smiled deeply: "I don't care, they can listen to it if they want to." ”

This time the essay began with a sentence.

When I woke up, I found myself a worm.

I'll go!

As soon as this question came out, many students were confused.

You must know that many of the participants are high school students. High school students write essays to prepare for the college entrance examination, and most of them write argumentative essays.

As a result, such a magical topic confused many essay students, and they couldn't write for a long time.

Zhao Tian cleared his throat and read: "Gregor woke up from his sleep, and he found that he had become a worm......"

Everyone listened quietly, amazed. The setting of this narrative is actually in a Western family?

Presumably, Gregor has become a worm, and his parents, mothers and sisters, who had praised him, have changed, because the family has lost their workforce......

Gregor, who no longer had a material contribution to his family, was treated coldly, hated and rejected by his family......

The ending is particularly tragic, the protagonist actually dies of hunger.

This is the end of a short essay of more than 1,000 words.

After Zhao Tian finished reading it, he smiled bitterly: "This article has been discussed by the teachers, because the idea is a bit ...... Well, so the score given is 72 points. ”

The article is sarcastic from beginning to end!

And the content in it also satirizes the upper echelons......

There was a dead silence in the audience, and everyone was stunned.

What the hell can this proposition essay be written like this?

The articles written by everyone are all positive, what kind of bug helps another kind of bug find family.

Or Leng Tianlei's idea is to protect the ecology and protect everything on the earth.

Damn, who would have thought that Jiang Ming's article would be like this?