In fact, the students' affection was revealed, and Qian Hao could see their dissatisfaction at a glance.

Still, he asked them to do so.

In his opinion, a poem can only be appreciated by reading and reading it repeatedly. Otherwise, if you talk about it ten times and a hundred times, you will only play the piano to the cow.

Just like chewing gum, if you chew it and the other party doesn't chew it, no matter how you talk about the taste of the gum, the other party can't really feel it.

Of course, he is not stupid, and letting the students go to class with dissatisfaction is not good for him to lecture, and it is not good for the students to attend the class.

Therefore, he raised his head again, paused slightly, and then said, "Hao has no knowledge, well, there are some of them."

A familiar sentence, what Qian Hao said in the first class, immediately made the students smile, and the dissatisfied feelings went away with the wind.

After being modest, after resolving the student's feelings, Qian Hao immediately straightened his waist, his voice changed, and he said solemnly:

"Regarding the analysis of poetry, you have heard it since you were a child, and you may want to vomit when you hear it. And about this Taoyao, I have seen and heard the appreciation and analysis, there are not a hundred but eighty, right?

That kind of stiff poetry analysis, typical high school Chinese teacher-style explanation, what to introduce the era, what to introduce the author, word-by-word prose analysis, etc., I have also heard it since I was a child. To be honest, I don't like it.

Therefore, today let us appreciate the poems in the way of poetry and enjoy the peach blossom poems through the ages. ”

This passage can be said to speak to the hearts of students.

When they heard this, although they were a little skeptical of Qian Hao's so-called "poetic way", they strongly agreed with the previous complaint. If they could, they would raise their hands and feet in agreement.

It's a pity that this is a classroom and can't be too presumptuous.

Qian Hao didn't care about their doubts, and after saying this paragraph, he immediately entered the topic.

In fact, he saw that Guo Ni was going to raise his hand again, afraid of trouble and wasting time, so he immediately lectured.

There are peach blossoms in the world, in the previous life, it was a book written by the female writer An Yiru.

This book is different from the usual chaotic poetry appreciation on the market, it is an appreciation book with a clear theme and a bright style. With the peach blossom as the warp and the classic poems of the past dynasties as the weft, we talk about the vicissitudes of ancient and modern personnel.

This book, written about the simplicity of peaches, lightness, poignant, charming, and chastity, can be described as talking about peach blossoms.

Peach blossoms, so beautiful that they become desolate.

Qian Hao, on the other hand, used this book as a foundation, deleted some inappropriate articles or lengths, and led students to appreciate ancient poems and peach blossoms, history, stories, and love with light and agile words.

In fact, when Qian Hao first started speaking, most of the students did not listen very carefully. It's not that Qian Hao didn't speak well, but that they resonated and were still excitedly discussing Qian Hao's previous words.

Of course, it was discussed in the post bar, and in class, they were still very quiet.

"Teacher Xiao Qian said it is so good, woo, it has won my heart."

"Yes, I used to like Chinese when I fried chicken, but the teacher's lectures were too boring, so I gradually became disgusted."

"Upstairs +1, I used to like it very much, but after three years of high school, I hate it very much."

"Hehe, he said it nicely, I want to know how he said."

"In other words, I don't think Qian Hao can tell any difference, it's nothing more than the background of the times, the author's life, and the meaning of the poem."

"Come on, it's all gone, I guess Qian Hao will talk about some of the views of his predecessors. At his age, I don't believe he can talk about flowers. ”

Just when the bar building was crooked, someone suddenly popped up, and there was more than one. As soon as these people appeared, they immediately fought back against those who were sarcastic.

"Haha, there are still people who say that Teacher Xiao Qian doesn't speak well, it's really a laughing baby."

"Normal, these guys must not have attended the class."

"Pretending to be forced to be forced to do that, that's what you're talking about."

"Alas, I won't slap my face, just send a video for you to reflect."

"Poof, this wave upstairs is well-dressed, I'll give 101 points, and I'll be proud of one more point."

People who were not optimistic about Qian Hao before, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this wave of slapping guys.

What's going on, could it be that Qian Hao really spoke very well, otherwise how could there be a video?

Thinking like this, they couldn't wait to click on the video and wonder what was going on. And the students in the classroom hurriedly asked the people around them.

However, ten minutes had passed between classes, and they had to be quiet. This time, instead of talking and playing with their phones, they listened seriously.

As for the students who are not in the classroom, they watch the video on Tieba and let out a series of exclamations.

It turned out that in the video, Qian Hao was passionate about the text, dancing with his hands, and the explanation was perfect. Moreover, the content and method of what he spoke was also very new.

“…… The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. What a gentle and powerful word.

Time goes slowly, the face ages, and it always remains there loyally. Time cools it and strengthens it, and it cannot be ruined, but it can only last for a long time. Every time, I see it unintentionally, and it still shines brightly in my eyes.

Remind me not to feel that I am getting old, and to leave a piece of Fangdian in the depths of my heart, on which the grass is still attached all year round, and the flowers are dyed. I still remember the feeling of being moved for the first time, holding hands for the first time, kissing for the first time as light as a butterfly, leaning together for the first time, and saying that we wanted to be together for the first time......"

Especially listening to such warm and delicate words, listening to Qian Hao's magnetic voice to tell stories and talk about love, it can make people fall into the trap of time at once.

In a poetic way, it did.

At this moment, the students who listened carefully seemed to be under the peach blossoms, feeling the spring breeze, and feeling the leisurely self-satisfaction of "bathing, dancing, and returning".

Even the naughty and mischievous Guo Ni was also immersed in it, and her face rarely showed a quiet look.

After watching this video, there was a collective silence in the post bar.

What to say, what else to say?

How have they ever experienced such a way of lecturing and such a content of a lecture? Moreover, looking at the expressions of the students, you can see that the lecture was very successful.

So, what can they say to refute but be silent?

After a while, as the number of viewers increased, the post bar finally became noisy again.

"Oh my God, this lecture is amazing, I watched the video with relish."

"Damn, upstairs, me too, I thought I was sick."

"Haha, everyone is the same, not sick, it's just that Mr. Xiaoqian said it too well."

If you praise it, you will envy and admire the post, and it will dominate the screen in an instant. Some students who don't like literature cry, Tieba is obviously a place without discipline, why has it become studious since a Qian Hao came out, and discuss literature every day?

As soon as this complaining post came out, students from Yan University immediately liked and commented on it, and they went to Yan University to post it.

Then, Yan Da Tieba also discussed Qian Hao's lecture, so the person who reposted it cried.

When there was a lot of discussion outside and the influence spread, Qian Hao was still in class, telling other peach blossom poems to the students.

This statement made the students admire.