Su Wenjin saw Dai Wangyu's eyes twitching nervously behind the glasses, and estimated that if he didn't agree, Dai Wangyu would have to cry, so he smiled and said: "Okay, okay, just kidding, Mr. He wants to invite me, how can I not come, Mr. Zhang wanted me to go to Nanyang before, but you also know that I studied history, and I couldn't help when I went, so I refused, this time I can't refuse such a good opportunity, Mr. He, you have to arrange a good position for me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He Bingsong was overjoyed: "Wen Jin, as long as you come, I will definitely arrange a position for you." ”

"Look at you laughing, in fact, I have wanted to come for a long time, but I haven't been able to open my mouth, if you don't say this today, I will sulk when I go back." Su Wenjin said, and then looked at Dai Wangyu, "You have come to this university a long time ago, and you won't tell me, if Mr. He doesn't say it today, do you plan to hide it from me all the time?" ”

He Bingsong said with a smile: "It turns out that Wen Jin has always had this intention, Wangyu, this is your fault, almost made our school lose a talent." ”

Su Wenjin had a straight face, and Dai Wangyu's lips were a little white, I don't know what he was afraid of, could it be that some things were so difficult to speak? Su Wenjin also knew that Dai Wangyu must like himself in his heart, but all this kind of thing is the initiative of men, how can a woman speak first, Su Wenjin wants to see when Dai Wangyu will be able to open his golden mouth.

I hope I don't have to wait until I am seventy or eighty.

Dai Wangyu finally spoke: "I must know more about your thoughts in the future." ”

Su Wenjin couldn't help but keep a straight face and laughed: "Who wants you to understand, it's really, hey, there are cherry blossoms here." ”

Dai Wangyu looked at Su Wenjin for a while, shook her head, and really didn't understand what the girl was thinking in her heart. He Bingsong saw Dai Wangyu's thoughts, put his arm around his shoulders and said: "You have to put down your body to chase girls, and remember the three words 'shameless'." ”

"It's beautiful." The three of them walked under the cherry blossoms, and then He Bingsong and Dai Wangyu discussed the current situation, thinking that the Northern Expedition would be victorious, and the relevant propaganda must be in place, so as to completely overthrow the warlords.

He Bingsong said suddenly: "Recently, I saw my students reading a poem called "Farewell to Kangqiao", do you have any impressions? ”

Dai Wangyu looked dazed, he had been sorting out the information since he came back from abroad, and he didn't go out much, so he naturally didn't know about this poem.

He Bingsong said: "I know Kangqiao, London, England. I heard that the person who wrote this poem graduated from a university in England and had a doctorate in philosophy, so it is not unusual for him to be able to write such a poem. ”

Dai Wangyu is interested, in addition to specializing in history, he also has an identity as a hazy poet, since He Bingsong is highly respected, Dai Wangyu naturally wants to take a look at this poem: "Mr. He, is there an original?" ”

Mr. He waved his hand and said, "I put this poem on my desk, and I'll read it when I go back later." ”

"Mr. He, Wangyu, don't be so troublesome, I've read this poem, and I can memorize it." Su Wenjin said, I heard He Bingsong and Dai Wangyu talking under the cherry tree just now, so Su Wenjin walked over.

Dai Wangyu said: "Then, Wen Jin, you recite it to me." ”

Su Wenjin said angrily: "I didn't see you being so active when I asked me to stay and teach just now, but now that I hear the poem, how can you speak so fluently?" ”

Dai Wangyu's face flushed, and Su Wenjin's words made him not know how to answer.

He Bingsong smiled: "Wen Jin, don't make fun of Wangyu, just say it." ”

Su Wenjin laughed and recited softly, like a palace resonant: "Gently I go, just as I come gently; I beckoned softly, and made a cloud of the western sky......"

Dai Wangyu slowly tasted the charm, and when Su Wenjin finished reciting, Dai Wangyu was pleasantly surprised: "This poem is simply a stroke of genius, a wonderful hand, Wen Jin, do you know who wrote this poem?" ”

He Bingsong said with a smile: "Don't worry, Wangyu, his name is Yan Buwen, and he is not a very famous scholar, but he can be regarded as a bit of a genius to make this kind of poem." ”

Dai Wangyu nodded: "This poem is already of the highest quality, if I have no inspiration, I'm afraid I can't make a work that surpasses this poem." ”

Su Wenjin said: "Wangyu, I think although this poem is good, it is only ninety percent of your level." ”

"Ninety percent?" Dai Wangyu feels that this author may surpass himself.

He Bingsong smiled: "I have the same idea as Wen Jin, you can really feel shocked when you hear this poem for the first time, but if you calm down and listen to it again, although it is top-notch, it is not impossible to surpass." The authorities are fans, the bystanders are clear, Wangyu, we still know your level. ”

Su Wenjin also agrees with He Bingsong's point of view, but there is still a poem in his throat, Su Wenjin doesn't know if he should take it out, some time ago at the Xinye Tea Party, the one made by Yan Buwen, he has been thinking about it at home for a long time in the past few days, and he feels that it is short and exquisite, and the meaning is far-reaching, so he simply took it out and shared it with everyone, maybe he is also a fan of the authorities, and he overestimated the level of this poem. Mr. He is well-educated and has a high status, so he should be able to judge the quality of this poem.

Su Wenjin then briefly introduced, saying that the last time she went to the Xinye Tea Party, Yan Buwen was also invited by his classmates, and at the meeting, Yan Buwen made this poem, which she felt was a little distinctive, and then asked for the manuscript to come over: "This is the manuscript, you can comment on it." ”

Su Wenjin handed the note out, He Bingsong opened the note, and Dai Wangyu also watched from the side: "A generation ......"

He Bingsong said staggeredly: "This word is good, I haven't been able to practice this strength for more than ten years, I feel that this word has penetrated the paper and rushed to my face." ”

Su Wenjin said: "Who asked you to read the words, how is this poem." ”

Dai Wangyu reads: "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light. ”

As soon as he finished reading it, He Bingsong next to him was stunned, and his eyes revealed the same look: "Is this poem really written by Yan Buwen?" ”

Su Wenjin nodded: "It's him, how about you tell me about this poem?" Su Wenjin was a little impatient, remembering that at the Xinye Tea Party before, she couldn't help but stand up and ask for the manuscript, which was a bit of a loss, so she desperately hoped that He Bingsong and Dai Wangyu would criticize this poem as useless, so that they could understand that it was just a momentary brain fever, not a good poem. In her heart, Su Wenjin still thinks that Yan Buwen's talent is average, not as good as Dai Wangyu.

Dai Wangyu said: "Mr. He, have you noticed that "Farewell to Kangqiao" belongs to the Crescent Poetry School, and this "Generation" seems to belong to the Hazy Poetry School. ”

He Bingsong exclaimed: "If this is the case, it will be terrifying, the Crescent Moon Sect and the Hazy Sect are at their fingertips, this is no longer a person. ”

"Yes, I think so too, generally speaking, a poet will have only one genre, and this genre represents his character. If a poet can write poems of several genres, then the poet is likely to have many personalities, that is, he is mentally ill. Dai Wangyu said, but it was a bit strange to learn from Su Wenjin that Yan Buwen was not a psychopath.

He Bingsong said: "Don't care about the genre first, have you noticed the deep meaning expressed in this poem? ”

Su Wenjin was interested, and she always felt that this poem was special, but she never thought about it deeply.

"A generation, this topic has been broken, a generation, who does this generation refer to? It is our generation, the turbulent generation, the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, the current situation is turbulent, and then he uses the night to represent the current situation, and the black eyes represent the impact of the situation on us, and then uses the next sentence to express his yearning for a better life in the future, but I use it to find light, neither humble nor arrogant, looking for hope from the darkness, telling us a truth, the situation is cruel, but as long as we work hard, the future will definitely be beautiful. Yes, yes, this Yan Buwen does have a level, and he deserves the title of this doctor. He Bingsong praised that he could use a short poem to contain such a profound meaning, unique, unique, although it was only two short sentences, but it proved his high literary accomplishment and ability to control words.

Seeing He Bingsong's shocked expression, Su Wenjin was surprised: "Is this poem so good?" ”

He Bingsong said: "Although there are no flowery words, every word is known, but isn't this the characteristic of this poem?" Whether a poem is good or not depends not on the gorgeous words and wonderful sentences, but on how to express one's emotions with verses and let others feel this emotion, in my case, this poem has done it, short and exquisite, it is a classic poem. ”

Dai Wangyu was also full of praise: "These two sentences are simply a stroke of genius, Mr. Yan, admire!" ”

After that, He Bingsong and Dai Wangyu glanced at each other, looked at each other and smiled, both understood the meaning in each other's eyes, and then looked at Su Wenjin together with bad intentions.

Su Wenjin froze for a moment and looked at the two of them: "What do you want to do, what are your ideas?" ”

He Bingsong coughed and said: "Wen Jin, you also know that the resources of teachers in our school are relatively scarce, this Yan Buwen can make this kind of poetry, I am afraid that the literary literacy is not bad, let's see, if you can, Wen Jin, you can go on a trip, negotiate with him, come to our university to teach, and have a face-to-face interview, you have communicated with him before, and it is easier for you to do this." ”

Su Wenjin hurriedly said, "No." Originally, I just wanted He Bingsong to judge Yan Buwen's poem, but I didn't expect to take myself into the ditch, this He Bingsong actually wanted to use her to win Yan Buwen over, she and Yan Buwen were completely unfamiliar, okay.

Dai Wangyu struggled for a while, but persuaded Su Wenjin, he still hoped in his heart that Daxia University could get better and better, and with one more famous teacher, the rise of Daxia University would have more guarantees, and similarly, a famous teacher could teach good students, and these students might even be the ones who changed the times.

"Mr. He, I want to say a word to Wang Yu alone." Su Wenjin thought for a moment, winked at He Bingsong, and then quickly pulled Dai Wangyu away.

Look at each other under the cherry blossoms.

Su Wenjin still couldn't help but speak: "Wangyu, do you really rest assured that I will get close to other men, just to let Daxia have one more teacher?" Su Wenjin was affectionate, she knew that as long as Dai Wangyu asked her to do something, she would definitely do it, but she wanted to hear Dai Wangyu's face-to-face answer.

Dai Wangyu put his hand on Su Wenjin's shoulder: "If the country does not exist, the family will be attached." ”

Su Wenjin was deeply affectionate and embarrassed: "Okay." ”

Dai Wangyu looked at Su Wenjin, a little unbearable, and said, "You, you're in tears." ”

Su Wenjin smiled and wiped away the tears that fell from her eyes: "Fool, it's raining." ”

He Bingsong shouted: "Okay, it's raining, go to my office to take shelter from the rain, and I'll call the car later to send you back." ”

Su Wenjin and Dai Wangyu walked out of the cherry blossom forest, a drizzle fell in the sky, and it seemed that layers of fog had fallen from the sky.

If only time had stopped at this moment.

"Mr. He, Wangyu has been damaged by you."