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"I am the first swallow in the south of the Yangtze River, and I am the first to divide the spring color. … ≦“

Simple single line poem, simple and natural.

Many people don't understand, this poem is very simple and ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary, but there are also many people who understand it.

Don't be an eagle, don't be a Dapeng, only the house swallow can bring the green spring, spring represents vitality and hope, and young people, there is an ambition in this, just like this line of poetry, simple and natural.

Many people who watched and watched Jin Guliang's jokes saw this poem, and those who didn't understand continued to treat it indifferently or ridiculed, but those who understood it fell silent.

What kind of person can write such a poem?

What kind of person can have such feelings?

Free, natural, don't care about other people's eyes!

This is Jin Guliang's response, which is simple and surprising, and thought-provoking.

Many people looked at this line of poetry sent by Jin Guliang, and suddenly felt a little awe-inspired, they didn't know what to say, and they had nothing to say.

"When it comes to talent, among the young generation of China, if Jin Guliang says second, no one dares to say first!"

"Well said, haha!"

"Literati should be as free and easy as Mr. Jin, proud and proud, now there are fewer such literati, more of them are sour and rotten, praise Mr. Jin, and promote my young man's arrogance!"

"Among the contemporary poets, I like Jin Guliang's poems the most, from "Birds and Fish" to "See or See", every line of his poems is always so sensational and easy to touch. And this line of 'I am the first swallow in the south of the Yangtze River, for the spring color', is simple, but it is a kind of return to the basics.

"Whatever bullshit honor he is for the top ten young people in China, according to me. Jin Guliang didn't care at all, he just said what he wanted to say and do what he wanted to do. ”

"Shut up those who still spew shit in their mouths, sluts. Let's let them see what the real 'Sao Nian China' is! Fight for the young people!"

Kim Guliang's supporters are in high spirits.

Hot discussion, tearing rack

Jin Guliang's response brought the hearts of young supporters closer together.

At the same time, when the noise on the Internet was very lively, Ye Chen acted as if nothing had happened, eating and sleeping as if nothing had happened, shuttling between school, company, and Sister Liu's house. In Sister Liu's words - "You kid has such a big heart!"

As for him, everything that should be said has been said, and everything that needs to be done has been done. It is a matter of right and wrong, and it is left to future generations to judge.

However, on May 8, a phone call came to his own surprise.

The caller claimed to be the vice president of Fudan University in the magic capital, and his name was Ning Wushan.

At that time, Ye Chen was already a little surprised when he heard the other party's introduction, what did the vice president of Fudan University have to do with him.

"Hello?"

"Hello, I'm Ning Wushan, vice president of Fudan University, are you Mr. Ye Chen?

"I am. What is Dean Ning looking for me?" Ye Chen wondered at the time.

"Mr. Ye, I have listened to your speech live in the Great Hall of the People. I am amazed by the talent of the gentleman. Therefore, I would like to invite my husband to come to our institute as a lecturer in the Department of Chinese!"

"When you are the teacher?" Ye Chen was shocked when he heard this, this came too suddenly.

"That's right, Mr. Ye's article in the Great Hall of the People "Young China Says". Famous all over the world, I believe that with his talent, he should be able to do it. The voice on the other end of the conversation should be a middle-aged man.

When Ye Chen heard this, he seemed to think about it for a while. Then he said: "Dean Ning is really lifting, he is just a hairy boy in the next place, and he is still in school, your invitation really flatters me, but I still know a few catties and taels myself, so thank you for your love!"

He refused.

The other party continued on the phone, sounding very sincere, but Ye Chen still refused.

The other party invited him to be a teacher, which came too suddenly, and he never thought about it. Moreover, Fudan University is one of the four universities in the country, and the college students there are all hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and they are elite in learning. He still knows how many pounds and taels he has, if he agrees, he doesn't know if he is ugly, and he doesn't laugh off his big teeth.

In the final analysis, he thinks that the profession of a teacher is too noble to teach Taoism and solve doubts, and he is not confident.

In this case, he regarded it as an interesting interlude transition.

On May 9th, eight in the morning, Ye Chen came out of the bamboo garden, then went to the canteen to buy a cup of soy milk, a few steamed buns, walked to the road with a mouthful of steamed buns, a mouthful of soy milk to eat and drink, and walked to the graduate building of the college.

In the graduate building of the Department of Directing, in Professor Hu Guoyu's office, a doctoral student under his command is reporting to Hu Guoyu on the progress of his project.

"Bang, bang, bang"

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Please come in!"

The door creaked open, and it was a middle-aged man with a somewhat fat figure and a bald head.

"Lao Hu, your students are really amazing!"

This middle-aged man, another professor in the directing department, said such a thing as soon as he entered the door, and he still had a newspaper in his hand.

"Lao Wang, what's wrong?" Hu Guoyu looked at his colleague who was making a fuss inexplicably.

"Isn't your student named Ye Chen here?" said Professor Wang instead.

"Haven't come yet!" Hu Guoyu said uncertainly, and then continued: "I don't know, what's wrong, what's the matter with him?"

"This student of yours has been on the People's Daily!" said Professor Wang, who was in good shape, and then put the newspaper in his hand on the table in front of Hu Guoyu.

"I'm a good girl, you are really a great student, you became one of the top ten young people in the country, went to the Great Hall of the People, gave a speech, and now you are on the "People's Daily", you are simply a great talent!" Professor Wang sighed.

Hu Guoyu's face was shocked, he opened the newspaper, his eyes scanned, and on the second page, he saw a line of black headlines - "Jiangnan First Yan - Mr. Junior's 'Young China'!" There was also a color photo attached to it, which was the scene when Ye Chen gave a speech in the Great Hall of the People.

Hu Guoyu scanned the content under the title, and the surprise on his face became stronger and stronger, and the content in it affirmed the views of "Young China Says".

Speaking of the "People's Daily," the Chinese people are no strangers to it, and this is the most authoritative newspaper in the country, and it is a newspaper of the ********** organs! Although few ordinary people will buy it, because most of the news on it is about political affairs, international conferences, and visits to China by diplomats of a certain country, and so on, there is not much news on people's livelihood in it, and the pages are very small, and the readability is not great. However, no one has to admit that the status of this newspaper is stronger than that of any other media, and no one can compare with it.

To be on the "People's Daily", that is amazing news!

After a while, the doctoral student who came out of Hu Guoyu's office brought the news to the whole director department.

"Go and read "People's Daily", Ye Chen is on the People's Daily!"

"Is it really fake? Didn't he just be revoked of the honor of the top ten young people in the country?"

"Damn, it's really on, you go to the Internet to see it!"

"Ye Chen is awesome this time, that's the People's Daily!

"I took Brother Ye, he didn't come from the study room, I'm going to hug my thighs!"

The graduate student of the directing department blew up on the floor, and the students gathered in the study room, marveling at it, after all, the name "People's Daily" is too big.

At this time, Ye Chen had already taken the elevator to the 5th floor, punched the card, walked to the study room, and saw a group of people nesting there, crowded, noisy, and very lively.

"Look, Brother Ye is here!"

"Hurry up, everyone, say hello to Brother Ye!"

"Brother Ye, please hug your thighs!"

"Brother Ye, give a leg hair!"

"Brother Ye, treat yourself!"

The graduate students of the directing department, regardless of size, laughed and joked.

"Everyone, did you take the wrong medicine in the morning?" Ye Chen looked at the classmates who were giggling with a puzzled expression, senior brother, full of puzzlement.

"You kid is on the People's Daily!"

At this time, Hu Guoyu walked in from outside the door with a smile on his face and said.

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