Mountaintop.

The atmosphere of the teachers was immediately lively.

"That's interesting!"

"yes, than poetry?"

"This is Zhang Ye's strong point."

"Teacher Liao is also good, Teacher Liao Qi Liao is not only an associate professor of Tsinghua University, but also has a position in the Poetry Association, and the level of poetry is very high."

"That's not as good as Zhang Ye, who doesn't know what level Zhang Ye is?"

"Haha, this is not necessarily, Teacher Liao is not weak, but Teacher Liao's poems are more artistic, not as popular as Teacher Zhang's poems, not as widely circulated, not so well-known, but it can't be said that Teacher Liao's level is not as good as Zhang Ye."

"Well, I think the two of them are also comparable."

"Teacher Liao, this is already prepared."

"That's right, if you dare to compete with Zhang Ye in the field of poetry, you must be prepared, and you can look forward to it!"

"Compare!"

"Teacher Zhang, go!"

"Come on, Mr. Liao!"

Many people shouted one after another, and they were all looking forward to it.

Suna blinked her eyes and gave Zhang Ye a look, she is also a member of the language proposition group, naturally knows that the few Chinese teachers of Tsinghua and Renmin University headed by Liao Qi are not very accustomed to Zhang Ye, and they are also very unhappy that Zhang Ye, who is a "cancer" in the literary and educational circles, can mix so well, and now these people have made such a battle, they must not have a good heart or have a plan, she gave Zhang Ye a look is to remind Zhang Ye to be careful, as for the level of poetry, Suna wasn't worried at all, she knew what Zhang Ye was capable of.

Behind Zhang Ye, the other two female teachers of Peking University quietly touched Zhang Ye, which also meant to remind him. It can be seen here, although on the surface everyone is amiable, just now they should all talk about it and laugh, but the previous imitation of expressions and lyrics are all games, which are entertainment, but this time the topic is different from before, it is already a bit real, a little bit of-for-tat with Zhang Ye, naturally, most of the teachers of Peking University are on Zhang Ye's side without asking, Peking University and Tsinghua University have long been a pair of old enemies, and when encountering this kind of provocation and competition, everyone's standing line will never be ambiguous.

Referee Li Rui said: "Has the male teacher group been decided?" ”

Liao Qi snorted.

"Where's the female teacher group?" Li Rui looked to the other side.

A female teacher from Tsinghua University said with a smile: "On our side, we must have sent Teacher Zhang Ye to appear, and I don't need to talk about Teacher Zhang's poetry level." ”

On the other side, another male teacher from Tsinghua University also coaxed Yangzi and said: "Yes, I have heard that Mr. Zhang has written poems, but I have never seen them with my own eyes, Mr. Zhang, come on." ”

Several Tsinghua teachers sang and harmonized, and some of them had to be praised first and then killed.

But who knows, Zhang Ye waved his hand again and again when he heard it, "I'm not coming, I said it before, I came here to drink for the lesbians, and I'm not a big man from the female teacher group." ”

Li Rui smiled and said: "The female teacher group has already asked you to pass, you are a member of the female teacher group, since everyone recommended you, you will come to this last round?" ”

Zhang Ye ate barbecue meat by himself in front of an oven, "Come on, I'll eat my meat, and my poetry level is like that." For this poetry contest game, this guy can't be interested in it at all, "By the way, Teacher Su Na is very high, Teacher Su is on." ”

Suna: "...... "What am I on?"

Zhang Ye was pushing back and forth, not answering the words over there at all.

If it was someone else's way of shirking and covering up, everyone would definitely think that the person had no confidence in his heart, afraid of losing, afraid of showing timidity, so he didn't dare to face this round of games, but the person who said this was Zhang Ye, but everyone wouldn't think so, because Zhang Ye's ability to compose poems and lyrics can already be said to be a well-known thing for passers-by, and works such as "The World's Farthest Distance", "Dead Water", "Wangyue" and other works are all there, and the results are remarkable, which is not questioned, Zhang Ye can't be unconfident and can't be afraid of losing, There is only one explanation why he should not fight-that is, Zhang Ye is not interested, or he is not in the mood at all.

The crowd roared.

"Zhang Ye, go."

"If you don't go, no one will be in the female teacher group."

"Yes, the female teacher group is good at writing poems and lyrics, and you are the only one."

"This is the last round, but it is decided who wins and who loses in the two groups, everyone is so happy, Mr. Zhang Ye, why are you so faceless."

"Yes, it's better than one."

I was inking for a long time.

Liao Qi of the male teacher group took a look at it and said: "Since the female teacher group is not a good candidate for the appearance, then I will be ugly first, with the theme of husband and wife, right?" ”

Referee Li Rui said: "That's right." ”

Liao Qi asked, "Is there any pen and ink?" ”

"Yes." A teacher over there said with a smile: "I specially prepared for the usual competition, I know that there must be similar links, and they have already been prepared, oh, they are all here." He and a few teachers put things in the same place, and the desk had already been set up, of course, it was impossible to be so meticulous and elaborate on the top of the mountain, it was all a simple desk with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The appetites of the people were aroused.

"Here we go!"

"Teacher Liao is very confident."

"Who do you think will win?"

"If Zhang Ye is on, Zhang Ye will definitely have a better chance of winning, but if Zhang Ye is not on, there is really no one in the female teacher group who can compare to Teacher Liao."

"I see it that way, too."

"Poems about husband and wife, this is not easy to write."

Under the gaze of all the teachers, Liao Qi of the Chinese Department of Tsinghua slowly walked to the desk and stood firmly, slightly brewing for a while, as if he was thinking, then his eyes released a clear color, he raised his hand, firmly picked up the brush, seemed to have an idea, and wrote it!

……

The regular script font jumps on the paper:

Married as husband and wife.

There is no doubt about love.

……

No pauses, one poem in one go!

When Liao Qi raised his hand and put down his pen, the onlookers next to him couldn't help but let out a cheer!

"Good!"

"This poem is so beautiful!"

"Meaningful!"

"The feelings between husband and wife are so vividly written! It's great, too! ”

"This poem is really good! Rhyme, clear theme, full artistic conception, impeccable! ”

"This poem has won steadily, Mr. Liao's skills are really high!"

"Well, even if Zhang Ye is on it, he may not be able to win!"

"Really, even if Zhang Ye writes it, it's nothing more than that, right?"

"That's not necessarily, Zhang Ye's poems have more of a kind of power in them, I think it's much better than this."

"The benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise, art is inherently indistinguishable, anyway, I think Mr. Liao's poems can be said to be perfect!"

Ma Qi from the language group applauded, "Professor Liao, good poetry!" ”

Referee Li Rui also clapped his hands and nodded, "It's wonderful!" ”

Liao Qi smiled slightly, "Thank you, I was also interested, so I played it casually." ”

At this time, another young man among the three referees looked at the female teacher's phalanx and said with a smile: "Who is coming here?" The question is limited to 10 minutes, and if no one answers, it's time to be punished for drinking? ”

Liao Qi looked at Zhang Ye with a smile.

Most of the other people's eyes were also focused on Zhang Ye.

Who knew that Zhang Ye didn't look at them at all, he was still eating with his back on his back, throwing scallop oysters into his mouth one by one, like a rice bucket, not enough to eat. It's not that he's pretending to be big, it's not that he's deliberately low-key, he really can't afford to compare poetry with them, is it interesting?

An eldest sister who took the lead in the female teacher group walked over, "Xiao Zhang." ”

"Whoa." Zhang Ye said vaguely while eating: "Hmm...... What do you say? ”

The eldest sister couldn't cry or laugh, "Don't eat, we're all going to lose, the practice of the year, in addition to the punishment for drinking, the losing side after the group competition will have a collective punishment in the end, such as collective dancing, collective running circles, shameful." ”

Zhang Ye sighed and continued to eat.

Suna also came, "Teacher Zhang, come on!" ”

Zhang Yele said: "Your level is also very high, you can write, I will cheer you on." ”

Su Na smiled helplessly: "My poetry level can't be on the stage, and I read Teacher Liao's poems, which are at least five grades higher than my half-instigated poetry skills, and I don't want to be embarrassed, it's up to you, Teacher Zhang, you have to win this round for our female teacher group!" ”

"Yes, Zhang Ye."

"Teacher Zhang, hurry up!"

"It's all up to you!"

"Don't eat it, get on it!"

There are a lot of female teachers chirping, and some young female teachers take victory and defeat more seriously, and they may not want to be punished, so they are all anxious and want to win.

Suddenly, a young male teacher from Tsinghua University in the crowd spoke and said, "If Teacher Zhang Ye doesn't dare to go up, then someone else will come." ”

Liao Qi smiled.

Li Rui and a few people in the language group were also having fun.

Can't?

Don't dare to go on?

When Zhang Ye heard this, he looked at the voice, and also laughed, "I heard it, you guys are agitating the generals, do you think this agitation method can be useful to me?" Immediately after, Zhang Ye put down the food in his hand and went up, "Yes, it's very useful!" ”

Suna: "Poof! ”

Liao Qi: "......"

Li Rui: "......"

The female teachers were amused!

After wiping his hands clean, Zhang Ye also walked to the front of the desk and asked the three referees back, "Write the theme of husband and wife, right?" Poetry is not limited? ”

Li Rui replied, "Yes." ”

Zhang Ye nodded and picked up the pen.

At this moment, everyone had already hula and surrounded them, standing around Zhang Ye in three circles inside and three times outside, and they all pulled their necks to look at the rice paper.

Liao Qi and others are also inside.

However, being watched by so many people, Zhang Ye still didn't look energetic, obviously not very excited, as if he just picked up the brush so casually, and didn't even seem to use his brain, he raised the pen and wrote hastily on the rice paper.

Yes line:

Dry eyes look at the mountains and water,

How many people have seen each other?

……