Not to mention others, Liu Yang was already shocked and didn't know how to express it.

Is this Lin Xiaowan?

How could she be so powerful! How could she have composed a poem in such a short time? Or did she write it before......

Even if it's a finished poem, it's not something that ordinary people can write, right?

For a while, Liu Yang fell into this poem.

It seems that there is a boundless artistic conception, let him swim in it, and he can't see the edge at all. At this time, he was like a small boat in the ocean, fluttering.

The boiling voice disappeared as they gradually penetrated into Lin Xiaowan's poem. They don't need to be reminded that their faces are red and hot.

Even, some people are eager to find a crack to drill into.

The difference between cloud and mud? Yes, it's a difference between cloud and mud, but it's the other way around.

Liang Hong is still like that, sneering at Lin Xiaowan's poems. It's not that he doesn't understand, it's that he doesn't listen carefully at all. From the very beginning, he thought that people like Lin Xiaowan would never make any good poems.

I only heard him ask, "Dean!" How can you agree! ”

The dean said indifferently: "Why can't I agree? As I said earlier, no matter whether I win or lose, I will let Liu Yang enroll. What's more, now it's Miss Lin who wins. ”

Liang Hong looked at Jia Diyi: "Diyi, you say!" Do you think you've lost? ”

Jia Di has been unstoppable again and again, but he still has a basic sense of integrity. He knew the gap between the two poems, and now let him lick his face and say that his poems were better than Lin Xiaowan, he really couldn't say it.

Not to mention, now that the dean is standing here, he can't reverse black and white?

Jia Diyi said truthfully: "I lost, Mr. Liang, I am convinced of the loss." ”

Can you not be convinced, Jia Di is conscious, give him another ten years, oh no, twenty years of experience, he may not be able to write such a poem.

Liang Hongsheng blushed and wanted to say something, but someone handed over a piece of paper with Lin Xiaowan's poems written on it.

Liang Hong read it out word by word.

"Planting green seedlings all over the field...... Regression turns out to be forward. ”

"Regression turns out to be ...... forward"

"Regressive ......"

Liang Hong grabbed the edge of the artistic conception in the poem, and just this corner already shocked him. Deeper, he couldn't see the boundless immensity.

He didn't believe it, this was what Lin Xiaowan did on the spot.

"Dean, I don't think this is a poem she wrote on the spot, it must have been written before! So, this can't be counted. Liang Hong said incoherently, "Yes, she just said it, she copied it...... Copying is even more incompatible. ”

"Liang Hong, is this the posture you should have as a gentleman?" The dean frowned and stared at Liang Hong.

I don't know why, Liang Hong repels Liu Yang so much. Why, he refused to admit that Lin Xiaowan had indeed won.

Liang Hong himself didn't know very well, he just felt that he had no reason to lose.

The dean's attitude was resolute, but Liang Hong didn't want to admit it like that, he said again: "Dean, she can compose poems, what does it have to do with her brother!" Either Liu Yang also makes a song, otherwise he can't enter the academy! ”

The dean lowered his eyebrows: "Aren't you ashamed enough?" ”

"I won't teach Liu Yang!" Liang Hong roared.

"Then I'll teach it myself."

Dean Accepts Apprentices? This is big news in Evergreen Academy. Even for a recognized seedling like Jia Diyi, the dean only occasionally guides, but now the dean says that he wants to teach Liu Yang in person?

What kind of goods is this Liu Yang, they have seen and heard about it. I met him last time there was an inter-academy exchange, he was nothing, he could only be an errand runner.

Such a person is now actually going to become the dean's student?

Who is the Dean? It is said that the college has the opportunity to strive for those glory because of the dean alone.

If it weren't for him, Evergreen Academy would just be an ordinary academy, not so legendary, only the dean would be legendary.

But no one knows what the identity of the dean is.

I just know, it's amazing.

Lin Xiaowan was very satisfied, and after thanking the dean, she explained to Liu Yang again, and then set off to go back. It has been delayed for a long time, and when the coachman comes back, it is estimated that it will be half dark.

The dean specially arranged a place for Liu Yang to eat and live, which also made Lin Xiaowan feel a lot more relieved, and she could better explain to her mother and mother when she went back.

On the way back, Lin Xiaowan did not sit inside, but sat on both sides with the coachman.

Blow the wind and talk.

Xu is that she is not so adaptable, that feeling as if her identity is superior, Lin Xiaowan prefers to intersect normally. As she is now, she and the coachman are like friends.

The coachman said: "I thought I had thought of Miss Lin very much, but today I found out that it is just the tip of your iceberg." ”

Lin Xiaowan was humble: "I'm not that powerful." ”

"I didn't write that poem." Lin Xiaowan said. Then he told the driver about the origin.

The title of the poem is the poem of rice planting, which was made by the cloth bag monk when he was traveling among the people, and he used to be with some farmers who planted rice in order to transform them.

On the surface, it is written about the picture of the peasants planting seedlings, describing their sights and perceptions, but in fact, what is to be revealed is the inner state of his cultivation again.

"Field" refers to the field of people's hearts, that is, the light that all living beings have that is like a void. "Rice planting" refers to all the actions that people do in their daily lives, such as seeing and hearing things, walking, sitting and lying, speaking silently, and so on.

The seedling planting poem should wash the seedling roots, which is more conducive to the growth of seedlings. And these roots are also talking about the six roots of human beings, namely eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.

The purity of the seedling roots is the way of planting seedlings, and the purity of the six roots is the foundation of human cultivation.

What seems to be a backward life is actually moving forward.

This is great wisdom, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Lin Xiaowan introduced it freely, and the driver listened carefully. After listening to it, I felt that this poem was lofty.

He said: "Miss Lin is really knowledgeable. ”

"It's just memorizing someone else's poems." Lin Xiaowan said with a smile.

At this time, inside the Evergreen Academy.

Everyone who should have dispersed was stunned at this time, shocked by Lin Xiaowan's poem.

Even if most of them don't understand the true meaning of the poem, they can touch the edge. This edge is enough for them to behave like this.

Of course, there are also those who are not aware of it.

For example, Song Dabao......

Song Dabao smiled while eating: "Why don't you talk anymore?" ”

"How good the poem that the beautiful girl read just now. Why don't you talk about it? ”

"Usually you don't do that."

However, no one paid attention to Song Dabao.

Song Dabao sneered: "Cut, fool." ”

The dean took Liu Yang to the academy, outside a separate house in the backyard, and said to Liu Yang, "You can live here in the future." Help me take care of the garden in my spare time. There are many books in the academy, and you can take them and look at them. But remember to put it back when you're done. ”

"Yes, Dean."

"You don't have to be inhibited. Although I said that I would teach you personally, you should follow the others on weekdays. I'll always have something to keep busy. The dean said.

"Yes, Dean."

"Hmm...... There's something I'd like to ask you. The dean asked after a moment of contemplation.

"Dean, you ask." Liu Yang immediately stood up straight, looking like he was waiting for battle.

"I said it, don't be restrained." The dean laughed. entered the house, let Liu Yang sit down together, and then asked him: "You sisters and brothers, are you the children of a family in the middle of the road?" ”

Liu Yang didn't know why he asked, shook his head and said, "No." Lin Xiaowan's mother is my aunt, whether it is my family or my uncle's family, they are just ordinary people. ”

"Did Miss Lin ever learn from others?" The dean asked again.

"Probably not." Liu Yang shook his head.

Although he hadn't known Lin Xiaowan for a long time, he had lived at home these days and listened to Liu talk a lot about their previous affairs.

In the past, their lives were extremely miserable, and they would not learn from other gentlemen at all.

But Lin Xiaowan can also be regarded as having an adventure, Liu said, don't tell others, otherwise it may cause some trouble. Liu Yang is a person who can hide his words, he is not stupid, he knows what to say and what not to say.

Naturally, he would not tell the dean the truth.

After asking Liu Yang, the dean couldn't figure it out. Could it be that Lin Xiaowan is so talented? But that poem is not just a simple poem, how could Lin Xiaowan write it at her age?

He is still calm, Liang Hong and Jia Diyi are not good.

Liang Hong seemed to be stimulated by something, and asked Jia Diyi: "What do you admit!" You say, how did you admit it, huh? ”

Jia Di's face was also ugly, and in the face of Liang Hong's constant questioning, he finally couldn't help it, and retorted: "I don't admit it, what can I do?" You've seen that poem too, don't say it's me, it's you, give you a year, can you guarantee to write more than it? ”

"How could I not!" Liang Hong shouted, "You should die and refuse to admit it!" It's not like you want me, I say it doesn't work, it just doesn't work. Unexpectedly, you actually admitted it yourself! ”

"Teacher Liang! Don't be ashamed, okay? Jia Diyi was speechless and said, "You don't know what that poem is, I can't tell nonsense with my eyes open." If you really want to do what you said, then you and I, teachers and students, will completely become someone else's joke! “

"Jia Diyi! How did you talk to me! Liang Hong blew his beard angrily and glared, roaring.

On weekdays, when is it not respectful to him, is this a rebellion?

After the roar, Jia Diyi calmed down a lot, let out a sigh, and said, "I'm sorry teacher, I lost my temper." I'm either at you, or ...... I think it's come to this, so be it, don't think about it anymore. It's just that there is one more person in the academy, and it has no effect on us. ”

"It's over."

Liang Hong couldn't swallow this breath, and shouted: "How can it just pass!" Liu Yang...... I'm sure I can't let him have a good time in the academy, how can it be so good? ”

Jia Diyi frowned: "Teacher, think twice." ”

In Jia Diyi's opinion, this is a trick to die. It's over, why do you have to bang your head up?

Didn't you see that the dean's face had changed?

What is your Liang Hong in the eyes of the dean, don't you know yourself?

But Jia Diyi still had to persuade: "Teacher Liang, there is really no need to be more serious. It's just a loss of face, and it doesn't affect it. The people in this academy will still respect you the same. ”

"However, if you do anything to anger the dean, there will be no future. Don't let a moment of anger ruin our own future. ”