Wang Yuwei frowned, "Why do you talk like that." ”

Zhu Xinyu also seemed to regret that his mouth was fast, but when he saw Wang Yuwei speak, he turned to the window with a calm face.

Xu Xuecheng was also a little surprised, this is not much like Zhu Xinyu's character, usually in the dormitory, everyone recognizes that when Xu Xuecheng comes out, Zhu Xinyu is the oldest, and most of the time he doesn't act like a student.

Everyone glanced over here, and saw that it was the college student when they got on the bus, and they didn't say anything, thinking that maybe they were literati and light.

Wen Qing was not happy and stood up from his seat, "This brother has a very loud voice, I pretend to be Wen Qing, are you a real poet?"

Everyone saw that they were pinched, and there was excitement to watch, and Wen Qing also turned their eyes on the high-achieving students.

Girls are described as a means of transportation: trains.

Eat and eat and eat~

When he first heard this joke in his previous life, Xu Xuecheng didn't think it was fun, but now that he suddenly remembered it, he suddenly felt very interesting, and he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Qing felt that he couldn't save face, Xu Xuecheng was laughing now, wasn't he obviously laughing at him!

Xu Xuecheng was so angry that he suffered an unjustified disaster, so he laughed dryly, who did he offend? But people are angry, so let's put up with him for the time being, so he waved his hand and said,

"I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you, I thought of a joke,"

Wen Qing took a step forward, "You are clearly laughing at me, a group of imprisoned soil buns, who are locked in the dark classroom all day long, and think that they are the pride of the sky." ”

After saying that, he seemed to be very relieved, thinking that he had won the dialectic, straightened his collar, and sat down slowly.

But the key is that he is relieved, Xu Xuecheng is angry, he was ridiculed for no reason, he is still the pseudo-Wenqing he is most used to, if he doesn't spit it out, he will have an unhappy life along the way.

Xu Xuecheng looked at Zhu Xinyu, whispered a few words in his ear, and his eyes drifted to Wang Yuwei again.

Zhu Xinyu's eyes lit up at first, then his cheeks were slightly red, and he nodded at Xu Xuecheng with an imperceptible amplitude.

"Say that you pseudo-Wenqing is still not convinced, or if you finish the poem just now, I will apologize to you, otherwise you will keep your mouth shut,"

Zhu Xinyu ignored Wang Yuwei's pull, and also stood up from his position and shouted at the Wen Qing.

"It's unreasonable, can poetry be written casually? The article is made by nature, and the clever hand can get it. Is it clear to talk to you about a dirt bun?" Wen Qing seemed to be very disdainful, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Zhu Xinyu saw that he didn't care, and continued, "Actually, what's so rare about this poem, you people are nothing more than some vulgar words and phrases that moaned without disease, and you dare to call yourself a poet without even going to an orthodox university, you see that from ancient times to the present, that great poet is not a showman or a university scholar, and he reads poetry and books, is it the same as you?"

This sentence is a bit heart-wrenching, Wen Qing Lao Tie said that he couldn't stand the bird, and he wanted to hammer Zhu Xinyu's chest with a small fist.

"Who do you say hasn't gone to college, who hasn't studied?" Wen Qing Lao Tie jumped out of his seat and pointed his finger at Zhu Xinyu's nose.

Wang Yuwei frowned, and seemed to think that this person was too rude, but she couldn't debate, and turned her hand, Xu Xuecheng and Zhu Xinyu both noticed it, and looked at each other and smiled.

Zhu Xinyu said, "Okay, if you don't accept it, let's compare it to see who makes the better poem on the spot." ”

"Okay, do you have the final say?" Wen Qing said.

Zhu Xinyu smiled, "Of course not, everyone in the carriage will comment." ”

"What do they know!" Wen Qing said disdainfully.

Xu Xuecheng shook his head secretly, and when he said the words "is still a scholar" or a poet with emotional intelligence, the entire carriage was offended by him.

Even though most of the other people in the carriage are illiterate or low-educated people, but if you say it to your face, isn't it offending people to death!

Sure enough, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Wen Qing, from a little respect at the beginning to disgust.

Wen Qing didn't know it yet, and was still proud, "What's the matter, I have nothing to say, anyway, I denied everyone else in one sentence, and now there is no referee, no matter how well you write, it won't affect me at all, after all, there is no comparison, there is no harm!"

Xu Xuecheng roughly guessed what he was thinking, he thought that the pseudo-Wenqing in this year still had to be cheeky, but he didn't expect the other party to come out like this, which made him unable to find a way.

Just when the scene was quiet for a while, a middle-aged man stood up on the seat at the door of the carriage.

"Hello comrade, introduce yourself, my name is Wen Rumin, then a lecturer in the Chinese Department of Peking University, I don't know if I am qualified to be this referee?"

Xu Xuecheng was startled when he heard that this person reported to his home, a lecturer at Peking University?

Thinking about this name carefully, I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, and inadvertently swept my eyes over Mr. Zhou's "Scream" on the table that Wang Yuwei brought to relieve fatigue on the road, and the word "Lu Xun" was written in the author's column.

By the way, he read Chinese textbooks on the Internet in his last life, and the executive editor of high school Chinese textbooks is not called Wen Rumin Chinese!

Wen Qing was also stunned, he didn't expect that a cultural person really jumped out, no matter how high he thought of himself, he didn't dare to deny a Peking University lecturer in public, otherwise these people wouldn't have thrown him into the Yangtze River from the window to feed the fish!

"Of course, of course you are qualified," Wen Qing said stupidly, "Then please ask this brother to do it first." ”

He kept an eye on it and let Zhu Xinyu do it first, in case the other party was also bullshit, he would just deal with it casually, and he would be embarrassed here.

"Little brother, please!" Wen Rumin arched his hand.

Zhu Xinyu coughed dryly twice, kicked Xu Xuecheng with his foot, and asked Xu Xuecheng in a low voice by touching his nose, "Is the poem you told me okay?"

Xu Xuecheng gave him a reassuring look and motioned for him to go directly, there was himself there.

"Well, there is Teacher Lao," since the other party is a lecturer at Peking University, it is always right to call out to the teacher.

Wen Rumin nodded at him with a smile, "Where, young man, I am happy to see Hunting, I hope you don't think I'm meddling." ”

"No, no, how could it be!" Zhu Xinyu replied respectfully.

"Then you listen well," Zhu Xinyu said to Wen Qing, "My poem is: You come from the snowy mountains, the spring tide is your style, you run to the East China Sea, and the waves are your spirit." “

"Good!"

Wen Rumin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help blurting out.

He originally thought that he was just thinking about the battle of spirits between the two young people, that young man was a freshman of the National People's Congress, and he was also a graduate of the National People's Congress, so he could be regarded as his senior brother, and he would help if he could, but he didn't expect to see some real talent and real learning.

"Good!"

The rest of the car applauded.

They don't understand what artistic conception is, but they always feel that this poem is very smooth to read, very imposing, and it is a good poem when you listen to it!

"You have nursed the children of all ethnic groups with sweet **, and you have lifted the mountains and the sea with your strong arms. We praise the Yangtze River, you are the source of infinity; We are attached to the Yangtze River, and you have the feelings of a mother. Zhu Xinyu continued.

Wen Rumin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he took out a pen from his chest pocket, and took out a small notebook from the briefcase he was carrying, and wrote it down word by word.

"You... You..."At the critical moment of the poem, it was stuck, and Xu Xuecheng couldn't help but touch his forehead with his hand.

What he handed over to him was the complete "Song of the Yangtze River", judging from the level of its later selection of Chinese textbooks, it is definitely in line with Wen Rumin's taste, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Xu Xuecheng felt that it was not the protagonist's aura that was wrong.

Wen Rumin didn't see the next for a long time, and didn't urge, put on the pen and said with a smile, "The article is natural, and the magic hand is even good, it's normal to not be able to write the whole poem for a while, I recorded the first half, don't you mind." ”

Zhu Xinyu glanced at Xu Xuecheng, and when he saw him nodding, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Of course I don't mind, the teacher will please." ”

"You're a freshman, aren't you?"

"Oh, my name is Zhu Xinyu, and I am a freshman in the Department of International Politics of the National People's Congress. ”

Wen Rumin nodded, "Zhu Xinyu, I wrote it down, I'm still your senior, I will make it up in the future, you can come to Peking University to find me,"

Zhu Xinyu nodded, "Okay!"

The train is moving forward with "shopping and eating", "shopping and eating", and everyone's eyes have turned to Wenqing and Lao Tie.

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