Everyone, silent.

At this moment, they looked up at the laughing man, and found that he was so chic and uninhibited, like a character from an ancient poem.

The abundant god is handsome, the clothes are flying, the conversation and laughter are free, and the drinking and singing are crazy.

How can such a character belong to this impetuous era, how can it belong to this abyss of red dust?

He should be confronted by Li Bai, praised by Du Fu, drunk and lying in Chang'an City during the day, and returning to the beauty house with a smile at night. Or, wave goodbye to the world and sing a long song into the mountains and forests.

yes, yes, isn't that what he does now? A poem, laughing at the world's powerful.

When everyone was silent, Qian Hao still laughed, and the laughter was heroic and loud, like a crane roaring, like a dragon's roar.

At this moment, he found that he was so happy, like a drunk person, he didn't have to care about so many rules, he cried when he wanted to cry, and laughed when he wanted to. However, smiling and laughing, he felt bored, and felt that there was no pleasure in slapping the faces of these villains.

So, he ignored everyone in front of him, abandoned the brush, and staggered towards the dormitory with a big laugh.

Everyone looked at him with admiration, and when they saw him coming, they actually took the initiative to get out of the way. This is really incredible, even Ma Youcai, the principal and others also squeezed all the way over. Even after drinking and shouting, this pushed a way away.

Qian Hao's actions finally woke everyone up and made them wake up from their intoxication.

Of course, not everyone has come to their senses, like Wang Xi, who is still immersed in ancient poetry. I saw that he was intoxicated, his eyes were obsessed, and he muttered in a low voice: "Good poetry, good poetry, good poetry......"

It seems that I can't find any other words, just blindly saying the word "good poetry".

Although Wang Xi is still immersed in it, others have gradually sobered up, like Sima Sheng. Although his face was still full of shock, his eyes were clear, but he was still full of incredulity. He looked at Qian Hao, his eyes were complicated, and then he turned hot again, as if he was looking at a piece of peerless jade. And in the next second, he kept clapping his hands and praised loudly: "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy." Okay, what Brother Qian said is good, he is really a model of my generation. ”

Sima Sheng praised loudly as if there was no one around, which immediately caused others to also talk. At this time, no one ridiculed Qian Hao, and most of them were amazed discussions.

Yan Danai is a famous school, and the students are still very high, and they have a certain appreciation for poetry. And in this world, the revival of traditional culture should be done a little better.

Therefore, as soon as this song "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell" came out, it immediately amazed everyone. Even if there are people who don't understand poetry, when they hear the sentence "An Neng breaks his eyebrows and bends his waist to deal with the powerful", and sees Qian Hao's singing and drinking, they are all overwhelmed by it.

No, many of the girls present couldn't help but scream.

"Ah, so handsome!"

"Male god, this is the male god!"

"I can't do it, hold me on, I'm about to faint. I can't stand it, the male god is so handsome! ”

Mo said that these ordinary girls, even Li Ke and Chu Yao also looked at Qian Hao excitedly. Their eyes are full of curiosity and adoration, just like a star-chasing woman seeing a male star.

Not only girls, but boys also admire Qian Hao. They took the initiative to get out of the way, and they raised their thumbs up at Qian Hao in admiration.

How can you not admire that Qian Hao did what they didn't dare to do, and Qian Hao conquered them with courage and mind.

Qian Hao didn't care, because he was really drunk, otherwise he wouldn't have stumbled.

An Xiaoluo, Zhu Ling and others noticed it, and hurriedly caught up with Qian Hao, supporting him from left to right. However, before they could hold it steady, Li Ke and Chu Yao rushed up and rushed to help Qian Hao.

Another howl erupted in the crowd, the screams of the boys' hearts. Of course, it is also a cry of envy.

The louder the discussion and shouting, the more ugly the faces of Zhang Zisong, Zhao Ying and others became. They glanced at each other, then at the poem, then at Qian Hao, gritting their teeth and not knowing what to say.

What else can they say about this poem?

Self-deception that Qian Hao was persuaded to retire, self-deception that Qian Hao is a poor man?

This poem can make Qian Hao's name go down in history and move the world. And they, just a wave in the long river of history, are fleeting and leave nothing. As for now, it is only famous in Yan Xiao, what can it be?

Ma Youcai and the principal also had ugly faces, although they didn't like poetry, how could they not hear the meaning of the sentence "An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to do things to the powerful"?

According to this poem, have they not become magnates, and have they not become villains? If it really spreads, it means that they are not powerful and have not done anything, and the higher authorities will also send someone to check it.

Moreover, they are not clean!

However, they were eventually relieved that the poem was only in their school. As long as they cover it up, they won't spread it out.

Although relieved, the principal regretted it. If he knew that Qian Hao had written such a poem, he would be disobedient to Wang Xi and would not let Qian Hao write it. With this poem, I'm afraid I can really make some wind and rain come out.

It's a pity that it's useless to regret it now, so I can only try to make up for it.

"Director Ma, you ask the students not to pass on this poem."

"Don't worry, headmaster, I know what to do."

The principal commanded in a low voice, and Ma Youcai also replied confidently. However, these two people did not know the power of poetry, and after all, they underestimated the poem and the power of the students.

Although many people are talking, there are still people who stare at the poem without saying a word. For example, Wang Xi, he still touched the wordless place on the rice paper with trembling hands, and there were words in his mouth. Another example is the old man, he didn't know when he squeezed over, and he looked at the poem quite excitedly.

In addition, there were many onlookers, who kept whispering the poem. That kind of fanaticism, like a martyr.

Of course, there are still some people who don't say a word, but their eyes are on Qian Hao. For example, the middle-aged worker at Yanjing TV, he still carefully controls the video recorder and records the scene completely.

This person has rich work experience and good camera control, and he has all taken Qian Hao's posture and everyone's reactions into the video. The principal probably didn't know that it was the TV station personnel he hired with a lot of money who gave him a fatal blow.

Guo Dong next to the middle-aged man was very excited, looked at Qian Hao's back, and kept sighing: "It's good to be young, I was so rebellious when I was young, and now I'm really old."

In fact, it was not only this middle-aged man who recorded Qian Hao's pen, but also many others. Although these people are not as good as middle-aged people, they can also see clearly.

At this time, they have spread the scene before the South Gate in the circle of friends, space, post bar and other places. No one could have imagined, even Qian Hao, that this would be the beginning of a big storm.