The first literary fight ended so lightly.

It was as if a wind from nowhere was swept up, whistling for a while, but then disappearing silently, and without finding a specific reason, it calmed down peacefully.

The victory or defeat of Wendou itself has been ignored, as Chongyou and Qingyun said, the result of Wendou is not important, the important thing is that there is a beautiful poem brewed from it, and that is enough.

The dark night in which the poem "Born Like a Summer Flower" appears is extremely quiet.

I don't know what has changed, and I don't know whose heart has been indifferent.

It is worth mentioning that many people's QQ signatures were changed on this night, either "Born like a summer flower, dead like an autumn leaf", or a wonderful sentence in "Life Like a Summer Flower".

Many people sincerely admit that this poem is really beautiful.

Inadvertently, Gu Yang created a unique phenomenon, although it is short-lived, it will disappear at some point, which is enough to reflect the unique energy of this poem.

The next day, a large number of appreciation comments on "Life Like a Summer Flower" appeared like a blowout, and as many as hundreds of poetry reviews that stayed up late to write were full of various forums and blogs for a while, and the excitement that had been suppressed for a night finally broke out at this moment!

But even if it erupts, it is full of the faint ink fragrance of the text, full of the unique charm of the literati. Writing poetry is always an elegant thing, and shouting "Day, it's so good to write" is too vulgar.

And Gu Yang didn't care about this.

After all, "Life Like a Summer Flower" is not his work, he is just a porter walking through parallel shijie, and there is nothing to be proud of.

He has a lot to learn.

For example, right now, he is sitting in the classroom at Tianhai University, looking up at the professor above, bowing his head and taking notes seriously.

These days. Although he didn't listen to many classes, each class gave him more understanding of this parallel shijie, from customs and culture to historical figures, bits and pieces of knowledge gradually converged into an outline in his impression.

An outline of cultural and artistic development.

In the past, he had a good understanding of online texts at most. can follow the trend without being eliminated, but now he is one of the few people at the peak of online literature, and he doesn't have to care about the trend at all, and he is already a figure who can create trends. In music, he is still in his infancy, and he must keep up with the pace of the times, not falling behind, and the ultimate goal is to be one step ahead. Stand ahead of the times and become the leader of the music trend.

This is one of the expectations of him when he came to this shijie.

After quietly listening to a class and looking at a timetable he had made for himself, Gu Yang picked up his notebook and paced towards another classroom.

The class he's going to take now is a film music appreciation class.

The accompaniment of film music is also a part of the music, and every step of the gripping film is always enhanced by passionate or poignant music, and there are many generous and moving film music in previous lives. Nature can't let them be dusted in this life, and it's certain to release them.

But. Until then, I'm ready for this.

Walking on the road, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and he took it out to see that it was a call from Sun Liang, editor-in-chief of the poetry magazine "Qingya".

"Hey, Mr. Gu Yang. I didn't expect to talk about it on the phone last time, we haven't been in touch for so long, I don't know how it's been recently? ”

It was a very polite question, but his purpose was already clear in Gu Yang's heart, it was nothing more than the right to publish "Life Like a Summer Flower". He didn't talk directly to the other person about the poem, but followed him in circles.

How was my life, you ask?

Ah, it's a good life, every day there is meat to eat, every day there is wine to drink.

You asked me how the weather has been in Tianhai lately?

Ah, it's nice too, clear skies and the sun is shining.

Such and so and so and so and so on, like the footcloth of an old lady wrapped in her feet, after a long period of delay, the two finally got the right to publish "Life Like a Summer Flower".

Two or three sentences, done.

After exchanging words with the other party, Gu Yang stuffed the phone back into his pocket, shook his head helplessly, and continued to walk towards his goal.

It was supposed to be something that had to be done in a few words, but it turned out that just talking about something that didn't take two minutes to talk about, which was speechless. This likes the twisting and turning Chinese tradition, and sometimes it is really torturous.

When he arrived at the classroom, the boy moved his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and when he saw that no one cared about him, he randomly chose a place on the side and sat down.

A spectacle is equivalent to a leaf, which is enough to obstruct people's eyes.

Flipping through the notebook, he was summarizing the bits and pieces he had gained from the previous class, when a figure suddenly appeared next to him, and he couldn't help but look up to see that it was the foreign girl with blonde hair and blue eyes.

When the girl saw him, she pursed her thin lips, still didn't say a word, put the violin case aside, and sat down beside him.

This time, the boys and girls sat next to each other without being separated by a seat.

It's just that the atmosphere between the two is a little weird.

Some of the boys next to him saw this exotic girl in class with them, and couldn't help whispering, and some people thought that maybe the girl couldn't understand Chinese, so the discussion naturally became louder.

There are still a lot of people who take this kind of course in the school, because they can enjoy movies and music throughout the class, so the seats in the entire classroom are basically full, and Gu Yang's front seats are also full of people, and some discussions come from the front two or three seats.

"You say, which country is this foreign girl from? Looking at this figure, I feel like American. ”

It seems that the first two or three people are coming to the class together, they know each other well, and they are familiar with each other when they talk, and there is no sense of strangeness.

"Hey, I think so, I think I might have accompanied my boyfriend to class, but it doesn't seem to have come yet, and the guy behind me doesn't seem to be familiar with her, and the two don't say a word."

"I feel the same way......

A few people talked as if no one was around, the more they chatted, the more speculative they became, and even led the topic to the body size of foreign girls, mixed with a little knowing chuckle from time to time, in the process, Gu Yang's eyes secretly glanced at the girl next to him, and saw that she looked peaceful, as if nothing had happened, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

It seems that this foreign girl doesn't know Chinese, otherwise, according to the foreigner's disposition to protect privacy, it is estimated that she would have taken the bricks and knocked them down.

When he flipped through a page of his notebook and was about to recall what had just been said in class, the girl next to him said something to the person in front of him.

"You're talking so happily, can you add me one?"

"Okay, I'll add you a ......"

The boy in front of him was chatting happily, and only after saying a few words did he react.

The foreign girl didn't speak English.

It's pure Chinese.

The words are correct and round, and the words are very accurate, just like the tone of a Chinese native living in the East, and I can't hear a little strange feeling of foreigners speaking Chinese.

The person in front was stunned.

Gu Yang was also stunned.

After being stunned for three seconds, he suspected that he was hallucinating, and his eyes blinked.

Is there any mistake?

This one...... Is it a foreigner?

This is clearly a Chinese pepper dressed in Western skin!

The boys who were talking wantonly finally reacted, their faces immediately turned red like ripe apples, and they said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we were wrong." ”

The blonde and blue-eyed foreign girl smiled and replied very politely: "It's okay, it's just an impolite act to talk about others in public, Huaxia is a country of etiquette, and I am a foreign visitor, I like this country very much, I hope to leave some beautiful memories here." ”

Obediently, the state of etiquette has come out?

How many years do you have to immerse yourself in Chinese to be able to say it so tactfully and directly to its meaning?

The boy in front of him said sorry embarrassedly, and he didn't have the face to continue to stay here, so he directly chose to change his position and ran to the seat on the other side. As a result, Gu Yang's front seat was strangely vacant, and when viewed from mid-air, it looked like a piece of cake sprinkled with sesame seeds, missing a small piece.

Seeing the boys in front of him leaving, the girl turned around, shook her golden hair lightly, exuded a faint hairline fragrance, poured into his nose, stretched out a hand as white as jade, and said to him: "Hello, my name is Josephine, Anna, American, I hope to make friends with you." ”

Gu Yang was stunned for two seconds, looked at the other party's watery and clear eyes, looked down at the outstretched hand, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Hello, my name is Gu Yang, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Gu Yang?"

Josefina chewed these two Chinese characters carefully, and her bright smile turned her eyes into two blue moons, and said: "This is a very haode name, I also have a Chinese name, called Zheng Yuer, this is what I gave myself to myself, I like this name very much." ”

Zheng Yuer?

This name has a kind of Jiangnan soft and gentle woman's flavor.

The thought flashed in Gu Yang's heart, and he immediately replied with a smile: "This name is indeed very good, and your piano plays very well, I think your skills are superb." ”

After listening to the young man's words, Josephine did not say no, no, no, and practiced more words like this, but admitted with a smile: "Yes, I also think I play the piano well, besides, can I ask you a thing?" ”

"What's the matter?"

"I want to officially fight with you."

Belch?

Gu Yang's smile froze, his eyes fell on the other party's white and flawless doll face, and he didn't quite believe the meaning of the other party's words: "Are you telling the truth?" ”

"Yes."

Josefina's expression was very serious, and she nodded, reaffirming the young man's words. (To be continued......)