This is a very famous modern poem in China, called "Answer". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In particular, the first two sentences "meanness is the pass of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble" is even more famous. Sharpens the point in revealing some of the dark sides of society.

The villain can pass unimpeded, but the gentleman can only die in the cemetery with noble feelings.

Wang Yong was undoubtedly using this poem to satirize the teachers on the rostrum.

And the four sonorous and powerful "I don't believe it" are pointed directly at those teachers, which is equivalent to shouting out the words of battle.

Can the teachers not be angry?

"What are you doing, get him out!" the teacher yelled angrily.

Two security guards squeezed in from the outside, passing through the human walls, trying to reach Wang Yong.

But none of the students who were gathered at the door of the auditorium gave way. The students stood still like wooden figures.

With an inexplicable expression on his face, there seemed to be a spark beating in his eyes.

Wang Yong's chanting did not end, he glanced at the rostrum contemptuously and opened his mouth again.

"If the ocean is destined to burst,

Let all the bitter water pour into my heart,

If the land is destined to rise,

Let human beings choose the peak of survival again.

New turnarounds and sparkling stars,

The sky is filling with no obstruction.

That's 5,000 years of hieroglyphs,

That's the gaze of people in the future!"

At this point, the whole poem ends. Wang Yong's sonorous voice echoed in the auditorium, buzzing.

The faces of the people in the row on the rostrum had turned red to the color of pork liver. Especially Zhang Qingzhi's mentor, his old face was red and his body trembled. The water cup in his hand failed to reach his mouth several times in a row, but spilled a lot of water.

"Good poetry!" suddenly a voice rang out from the crowd of students.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at the student who was shouting.

The student was shocked and knew something bad was happening. Quickly lowered his head, not daring to raise a minute.

He thought that if he was dead this time, he would definitely be punished as a typical demerit.

Who knew that within two seconds, the crowd of students burst into applause.

It was exactly the same as his shout, full of excitement, full of excitement, full of uncompromising youthful will.

As a student of Yan University, no one does not know this famous "Answer". But after so many years, it was the first time they had heard this poem so touching.

Wang Yong was full of emotion, and his tone was just right. The despair of the sick society in the poem is vividly expressed, but this despair is not really like ashes. Rather, there is a kind of stubbornness and disobedience unique to young people.

In the last paragraph, "5,000 years of hieroglyphs" and "the eyes of people gazing in the future" are Wang Yong's straightforward and firm answers.

Wang Yong saw the turning point and hope revealed in the 5,000-year history of China, and saw the strong vitality of the nation that has lasted for 5,000 years. This is something that no darkness can overpower.

And this hope is in the hands of young people and the future pillars of the country.

"I'll go, my whole body is boiling! Mr. Wang's "Answer" is so exciting!"

"yes! It's like watching a hot-blooded anime, and the whole person is on fire!"

"This is Teacher Wang's answer, Teacher Wang is saying to Zhang Qingzhi and others, he doesn't believe it! Not only Teacher Wang doesn't believe it, we don't believe it either! The heavy snow can't suppress the filth, and as soon as the sun comes out, all the darkness will disappear sooner or later!"

"I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it either!"

"We don't believe it!"

……

Looking at the rolling barrage, Qian Xiaozheng's hand holding the selfie stick trembled a little.

How long has it been since he felt this kind of blood? The pent-up anger in Fang Cai's heart because of the injustice was all vented at once, and turned into an unstoppable hot blood surging in his body.

If it weren't for the live broadcast at the moment, Qian Xiaozheng really wanted to yell and spit at the old bastards on the rostrum.

"Let it go!" the two security guards finally squeezed through the crowd with great difficulty.

The two walked in front of Wang Yong, first took the opportunity to take off their hats to take a breath, and wiped the sweat on their foreheads.

Then he said to Wang Yong and Qian Xiaozheng: "Two, please leave here." ”

Wang Yong glanced at the security guard and didn't speak.

Qian Xiaozheng argued on the basis of reason: "Why did you leave? As soon as we didn't break the law and didn't violate the law, we read a poem in the auditorium. Could it be that Yan Da has been so domineering that he doesn't even allow tourists to recite poetry?"

"This ...... Of course not. But ......" The security guard was a little short of words, and it took a while to come up with an excuse. "But because of your actions, a large number of people gather, and it is easy to be dangerous. It is our duty to prevent this danger from happening, and we ask for your cooperation and not to embarrass us. ”

When Wang Yong heard this, he said to Qian Xiaozheng: "Let's go." They are just small pawns at the behest of others, where can they have their own freedom?"

After speaking, Wang Yong separated the two security guards and took the initiative to walk outside.

The two security guards followed behind Wang Yong, following suit, for fear that Wang Yong would suddenly turn around and do something big.

Zhang Qingzhi and the others on the rostrum watched Wang Yong leave, and a hanging heart finally let go.

Someone let out a long breath, as if he had just gone through a dangerous journey.

The teacher in the student office glanced at the students in the auditorium. I'm going to find out the students who took the lead in making trouble, and I can't just let it go.

Wang Yong is not a student of this school, Wang Yong can slap his ass and leave after reading. But these students can't go.

This is the cruel reality, these students are still too immature after all! They don't know that they have been used as guns! The teacher of the student office secretly thought.

But before he could admit the first few people, he suddenly heard a commotion in the student group.

"What's wrong? I really don't want to go up?" asked the student affairs teacher sharply.

The next second, he regretted saying this.

I saw that the students who had already poured out of the auditorium suddenly went against the current, and all of them re-entered the auditorium.

One by one, the students stood still, staring at the rostrum with fixed eyes.

The serious gaze of the teachers was panicked.

"Shady, shady, shady!"

One after another shouts rang out, only a few hundred people shouted at first, and then developed to a thousand.

The voices of all the people converged to form a huge tsunami, which fiercely rushed forward.

In front of them, the faces of the teachers on the rostrum changed greatly. The surging emotions and angry voices made them panic.

They never imagined that what seemed to them as a small thing would develop like this.

Isn't it just biased towards the teachers of the school? Isn't it just suppressing people from other schools?

Why are these students angry? Don't these students think they are students of Yan University?

The teachers didn't understand.

"Shame! Shame! The reputation of the hundred-year-old Yan University has all been ruined in the hands of you people! We demand an apology!" a student shouted.

Other students chimed in.

"Apologies!"

"Apologies!"

"Apologies!"

The loud sound hit the eardrums of the teachers on the rostrum, making their dry ears hot.

I wanted to explain something, but no one had the courage to stand up.

Zhang Qingzhi's mentor was even more trembling, and suddenly fell on the table with a pop, but fainted.

"Teacher!"

"Professor Wu!"

A few teachers who were sitting close to each other hurriedly stepped forward and pinched Professor Wu's people.

It took a long time for Professor Wu to wake up, and the first thing he said when he woke up was: "It's the other way around! These students are the opposite!"

In his heart, he always thinks that students should not disobey their teachers. Students must listen to their teachers.

Zhang Qingzhi's eyes were red, he suddenly got up, pointed at the students and scolded: "Don't you people even have the least respect for teachers and education? Professor Wu is so angry with you, why don't you hurry up and take Professor Wu to the hospital?"

The students fell silent for a moment, then made way for a passageway.

It's just that the students don't agree with Zhang Qingzhi's words.

"Professor Wu is not angry with us, but out of you! Respecting teachers and teaching is not about distinguishing between right and wrong, but about respecting each other! Professor Wu can leave, but you don't want to leave without apologizing!"

"Yes! You have blatantly cheated, insulted the academic fairness and justice advocated by Yan University for a hundred years, and have the face to say that it is our students' fault!

The vast voice once again converged into a torrent, sweeping towards Zhang Qingzhi and the others.

Zhang Qingzhi stood on the rostrum, and a trace of fear and regret suddenly appeared in his heart.

For the first time, he discovered that students could also burst out with such terrifying power.

Wang Yong and Qian Xiaozheng were walking on the boulevard leaving Yanda.

The two smiled at each other as they listened to the loud shouts coming from behind them.

is not happy for the evil spirit in my heart, but happy for the hope for the future of China.

In the face of injustice and darkness, these students did not choose to blindly endure and retreat, but bravely stood up and shouted angry declarations to the darkness.

This is what is lacking in today's society.

How many modern people still maintain this uncompromising spirit in the face of power and money?

I'm afraid it's very little, very little.

Most adults who have stepped into society have become accustomed to believing lies made up by others.

They believe that money is omnipotent, that power is irresistible, just as they believe that the sky is blue, that dreams are false, and that there is no retribution in death.

And now, the students shouted out in their young and immature voices, shouting "I don't believe that the sky is blue, I don't believe in the echo of thunder, I don't believe that dreams are fake, I don't believe that death has no retribution".

It was like a heavy blow, and a bullet was embedded in the hearts of those adults, emptying the blackened blood in their hearts.

"You really made a big news this time!" Qian Xiaozheng sighed.

"You're not bad, I won't be able to run away from you then. Wang Yong replied with a smile.

"Haha, cheer up!"

"Equal!"

The two laughed, and their steps became faster and faster.

The security guards who followed the two looked at each other, wondering if the two were in bad hands. Why was he kicked out and said to be energetic?