Although Qian Hao no longer pays attention, the matter is far from over. On the Internet, many people are still talking about it. Especially for lovers of ancient literature, what they talk about is called a joy.

Originally, this matter should have come to an end.

However, the Weibo reposted by Qian Hao was like adding fuel to the fire, which made the matter popular again.

There is no way, the poems are ancient and ancient, and Qian Haofa's poems in the column are so classic, which naturally attracted heated discussions among netizens.

Even many ancient literature researchers, for those poems, can't help but applaud.

Seeing this scene, Guo Fang sighed with remorse. He obviously knows that those poems are very classic, why did he do such a dizzy thing for the sake of fame and fortune?

Well, now, it ended up like this. Not to mention the betrayal of relatives, but at least he is no longer the leader of the poetry world, and he is ridiculed by many peers.

The Chinese poetry circle is divided into two factions, namely the opposition school and the temple school. Among them, the temple faction, Guo Fang is the one who holds the bull's ear. That was, of course, before today.

Now, because of Qian Hao's matter, although he didn't say it explicitly, he has secretly "returned to his hometown".

In fact, Qian Hao made such a big storm, and Le Zhishan should know about it. After all, he is also a member of the poetry world. But in fact, it wasn't until the matter was over that he was stunned to find out.

Not why, just because he is in the opposition. The opposition faction has always looked down on the temple faction and paid little attention to it, and the attention was also about its dirty things.

When Le Zhishan knew about this, he was immediately shocked and chatted with Qian Hao privately: "Tang drunk, you are the one who fought with Guo Fang in the ring?"

"Well, master, what's wrong?" Qian Hao was a little puzzled.

Knowing that it was Qian Hao, Le Zhishan was not happy or angry, "It's nothing, with your level, that Guo Fang is indeed not your opponent." However, the temple faction is very filthy and unworthy of poetry, so don't have anything to do with them in the future. By the way, the National Poetry Contest is about to start, so you need to be prepared. ”

"Uh-huh, master, I know."

……

It's rare to talk once, the master and apprentice talked for a long time, and then they were forced to end-

Qian Hao was in the bedroom, and Chu Ren and Wang Xi actually came together.

As soon as these two come, can he still get up to receive them?

What's more, it's not just the two of them, behind them, there are more than a dozen people, including Chen Su. Obviously, these people are all teachers and professors, and their status is not low.

The dormitory is not a place to chat, so Qian Hao exchanged a few words with them and came to Wang Xi's apartment with them.

When he came here, Wang Xi immediately became enthusiastic, just like before. Qian Hao felt uncomfortable, hurriedly waved his hands, and said, "Teacher Wang, what are you doing here, you don't need to make tea, uh...... I don't eat dim sew. Teacher, if you have something to say, just say it! ”

"Teacher Xiaoqian, please come over today, then, can you tell us about the university?" Wang Xi put it in the teacup, rubbed his hands, and said expectantly.

The others didn't speak, but they all looked at him expectantly, and his scalp tingled at the sight.

At this time, how dare he refuse?

So, in Wang Xi's apartment, he stood in front of him to give a lecture, and a group of teachers and professors sat and listened to the lecture like students. That picture, how weird it looks.

"The so-called university, in fact, is actually ......"

In this class, Qian Hao's mouth was dry and he was very tired. Because the "student" is not simple, he draws inferences from one another, and the questions are like hair, and his scalp is numb when he asks, and he wants to slam the door and run away.

But luckily, after a few hours, the guys were finally willing to let him go.

However, he was not laid back.

This "university" incident really made him angry. Walking on campus, the girls of the Chinese Department frequently flattered their eyes. There were even those who dared to run in front of him, asking for a QQ number and a mobile phone number.

How dare he stay longer, he hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and sneaked towards the bedroom.

The dormitory was not completed, and in the middle of the road, his mobile phone rang. As soon as he picked it up, it turned out to be the new Director Sun and asked him to go to the office.

He went, speechless again.

Because, as soon as he entered the office, Director Sun was kind and pleasant, and said: "Classmate Qian is here, sit down quickly, this tea has just been brewed......"

"Teacher Sun, is there anything wrong with you?" Qian Hao was so helpless that he didn't even bother to be polite.

In this regard, Director Sun was still kind and pleasant, and said in a consultative tone: "Student Qian, the president said that you should be a professor at Yan University, you see this matter......

"Poof, no, no, no, how old am I, this thing is too unreliable." Qian Hao took a sip of tea on the ground, stood up, and hurriedly refused.

But in reality, he only refused for fear of trouble, not because he felt that he was too young.

Director Sun is very resilient, and when he saw that he didn't agree, he kept persuading him hard, and even talked about Shuimu.

Qian Hao was very helpless, smiled bitterly, and used the procrastination technique, "Teacher Sun, even if I agree, it will be next year." This year, it's almost the final exam, so I don't have much time, and I have to revise. ”

This trick worked very well, and Director Sun was powerless to refute it, so he had to accept it reluctantly. However, he was still unwilling, and repeatedly emphasized that in the coming year, he would always make trouble if he had a lot of money and Hao.

Qian Hao was helpless and repeatedly assured.

There are more than a few waves of people who come in waves. In addition to them, there are many, many more. Not to mention other aspects, there are a lot of ancient literature researchers in Yanjing City.

At first, Qian Hao still greeted them, but then there were more people, and he stopped caring about them.

Regardless of those people, he just laid back and had almost nothing to do. It was very unaccustomed to him. All this time, he was tired of running for his life, and now he was suddenly leisurely, and his bones itched.

In this way, he is crazy about coding words, coding old books, and striving for more manuscripts, so as not to be in a hurry.

In addition to that, he also took out his textbook and prepared to review it, after all, the final exam was approaching. However, he just watched it all once, and he couldn't help but be confused.

Hyperamnesia is really a cheat, he only read a few big books, and he actually wrote them all down. In this way, he doesn't need to review at all, and then he can take the first place in the whole major.

Yes, it is the first in the whole major.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be interested, and secretly wondered what the reaction would be if he won the first place.

In such a way, he sat in his chair and couldn't help laughing. And this laughter immediately attracted the attention of the roommate.

Especially Wang Jing, holding a cigarette, glanced back, and said in a vague voice: "I'm Nima, in broad daylight, who is ~ lewd, laughing so ****?"

So saying, he continued to crouch.

Qian Hao heard him mutter, and then there was no follow-up, and he couldn't help but be a little curious. This guy is usually not so quiet, and when he speaks, it is half a point. But this time, he actually muttered?

Thinking like this, curious, he put down the book in his hand and glanced back.

Then, when he saw the scene of surprise, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide.