I slept well all night and woke up early the next day.

I can't afford to be early, on Monday, there is morning exercise, and the physical education teacher happens to be menopausal.

It's not early, it's really going to fail.

Except for this incident, the others were normal, so Qian Hao survived the morning and regained his fighting spirit.

Of course, in today's class, he is not ready to get ready, but is ready to put together his notes for the last time.

When talking about the Book of Poetry, even if you decide not to talk about it, you can't explain it like a high school Chinese teacher, introduce the background, translate it word by word in prose, and memorize it......

It's not interesting, if you say it like this.

Moreover, it is too much of his value to talk about it. To put it mildly, when he said this, many people must have been disappointed in him.

Therefore, he decided to adopt a new way to explain and analyze the Book of Poetry in a popular way, just like "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty". Although this kind of ** is a little popular, it can be said that it is his previous essay.

Of course, there are some articles in the "Book of Songs", but he can't talk about them, because those articles are not in the world. Thanks to this university language course, it is not dedicated to the Book of Poetry, and the articles can also be selected by yourself.

After spending half a morning and finishing the final work, he drove to Mizuki University.

It's still the main gate, and it's still Chu Yao who picks him up. This time, however, the two did not immediately go to the classroom. Because the class started at half past one in the afternoon, and it was only twelve o'clock now.

It's still early.

Therefore, Qian Hao proposed to visit Mizuki University. For Mizuki, he still likes it a lot.

In this regard, Chu Yao naturally accepted it gladly.

In this way, the two talked and laughed and walked around Mizuki University. Along the way, Chu Yao's eyebrows fluttered, and he kept explaining to Qian Hao what history this place had and what allusions there were in that place.

Actually, Qian Hao knew all this, but he still listened to her quietly.

There is a person who is willing to pay for you, and you can still bear to refuse? Especially, this person is still a lovely girl.

Time is not happy, always when people are happy, go very fast. No, the two of them walked around, and an hour passed.

"It's past a little bit, let's go to the classroom." After walking around, Qian Hao looked at his mobile phone and said to Chu Yao.

Chu Yao showed a trace of regret on his face, but immediately raised a smile, nodded, and blinked: "Okay, I took you to enjoy the scenery of Shuimu, you can take me to enjoy the scenery in the Book of Poetry later."

"Okay, I'm sure you'll want to linger."

The two joked, and after a while, they came to the last classroom. Then, one after the other, they entered the classroom.

As soon as he came in, Qian Hao was a little confused, because there were too many people.

The seats were full, and the back was full of people, even on both sides. A classroom with dozens of people, and it is also a Chinese class, there are so many people that there are so many people.

At a glance, there are a hundred or dozens of people.

After Qian Hao was surprised, he immediately coughed and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

When everyone saw Qian Hao on the podium and heard his coughing sound, they couldn't help but look at him, and the voices disappeared one after another.

After a while, the classroom fell silent, so quiet that you could hear your heartbeat.

Of course, the students just quiet down in class, and in the post bar, they are chatting energetically.

"Wow, Teacher Xiaoqian is here."

"I finally saw Mr. Xiao Qian, dressed in brocade clothes, really handsome."

"You would never have imagined, Nima, there are too many people today, and labor and management can't squeeze in."

"You students, don't do a good job in class, what are you talking about?"

"The good teacher upstairs is losing down."

chatted so happily because I was looking forward to Qian Hao's class. After the long song farewell, these young people who are full of fantasy have a vague envy and admiration for Qian Hao.

is Sun Xian, who has always refused to admit defeat, and envy for Qian Hao also rises in his heart, envying him for being so free. However, above the class, he sat in the first row, still with a cold face.

In fact, it was not Sun Xian who gave Qian Hao a headache, but Guo Ni, this girl actually came to listen to the class. Moreover, she actually sat in the front row and winked at him.

He had a hunch that this lesson, this girl would cause trouble.

This hunch was too accurate, and just as this idea arose in his mind, Guo Ni raised her little hand and said in a ladylike manner: "Teacher Xiaoqian, what are we going to learn today?"

As soon as she spoke, the classroom erupted. Most of the students looked at her and whispered discussions. No way, in Mizuki, her reputation is too great. Moreover, everyone also knows half of the grievances between Qian Hao and Datang Magazine.

"This is Guo Ni, a genius beautiful girl writer?"

"Well, but I heard that it's a little witch, beauty is beauty, and talent is high, but everyone stays away."

"It is said that she is the daughter of the editor-in-chief of Datang Magazine, tsk, this is the field to pick up the teacher of Xiaoqian?"

Qian Hao didn't get angry when he heard the students' discussions, but he didn't let them discuss it, but patted the table and said, "Okay, everyone be quiet, today we will study the Book of Poetry - there are peach blossoms in the world!"

didn't specifically answer Guo Ni, nor did he ignore it, his handling method was just right.

However, when the students heard the words "there are peach blossoms in the world", they couldn't help but be a little confused.

Is there a peach blossom in the world?

Is there this psalm in the Book of Songs?

If you don't know the Book of Poetry, you naturally won't think about it, but if you know the Book of Poetry like Sun Xian, you will have doubts in your heart.

Having doubts and not knowing what kind of psychology he had, Sun Xian subconsciously wanted to question it. However, before he could stand up, Guo Ni had already said in advance:

"Teacher Xiao Qian, there doesn't seem to be a peach blossom in the Book of Poetry, right?"

"Hehe, I believe that many people are like this classmate, and they are very confused about the peach blossoms in the world, right?" Qian Hao still didn't answer directly, but said to all the students, "So, let's walk into the peach blossoms in the Book of Poetry." ”

"The so-called peach blossoms in the world, such as the death of the peach, scorching its bloom; Like peach blossoms on the human face, smiling in the spring breeze; Like peach blossoms flowing water, there is affection and unintentional...... Let's start with a peach poem in the Book of Songs, and talk about the peach blossom poems through the ages. ”

There are peach blossoms in the world, and Qian Hao's explanation immediately aroused the interest of the students. It's Sun Xian, and I don't know if I'm serious.

Only Guo Ni still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Chu Yao next to her, so she finally didn't speak again.

Seeing that everyone was no longer talking, Qian Hao immediately turned around and wrote on the blackboard the four big characters of peach blossoms in the world.

Then, he returned to the podium, opened his preparation notes, and prepared for the lecture. However, before the lecture, he first whispered: "The peach is dying, and it is scorching." The son is home, and it is appropriate for his family to ......"

After chanting, he didn't even start the lecture, but asked the students to chant it three times. The students did so, but they were all a little puzzled and even a little dissatisfied.

But when they were dissatisfied, Qian Hao said something that sounded extremely arrogant.