When participating in the war in the East China Sea, the Spring Festival was officially held in the distant Holy Temple.

The venue of Changhong Academy has been properly arranged by the old students, the innermost part of the venue is a high platform, and in front of the high platform are a number of tables, this year's students are extraordinarily large, the total number has been close to 5,000, the scene is extremely lively.

Except for the necessary waiters in the literary world, all of them are students, and there is no one with a high literary position.

Fang Yun majored in Confucianism, and other Confucian children were arranged in the northeast.

This has been the rule of the Holy Court for a long time, even if the eldest son of the Confucian family participates in the Spring Festival, he will not have the privilege of being famous, and he will be disrupted and assigned to the seats of his respective schools.

Name cards were placed on each table, and Fang Yun walked to the place where his name was written.

Along the way, many people looked at Fang Yun, but most of them were just simple greetings, which made the atmosphere of this cultural meeting more equal.

Fang Yun walked to the table with his name written on it, and the other nine people at the same table hurriedly stood up.

"I've seen Fang Xusheng!" everyone greeted in unison.

Fang Yun smiled back and said, "You're polite, above the Spring Festival Meeting, I'm just an ordinary new student of the Holy Academy, so I don't need to be polite." Speaking of which, my classmate is a little incompetent, and he always comes and goes in a hurry in Chongwen Academy. By the way, Duan Qing, do you have any results with the woman of the Kong family?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and looked at Duan Qing, who was flushed and extremely surprised.

"Ahem...... Have you heard of this too?" Duan Qing's tone was a little excited, he didn't expect Fang Yun to know his name and know his affairs.

Fang Yun sat down with a smile and said, "The entire Chongwen Academy knows, I don't know where I am." I heard that someone in the Confucian Palace was also pursuing that woman. It seems to be a little unpleasant. Our students don't make trouble, but we can't be afraid of it! If it really makes trouble with Wenbi, remember to call me, as a classmate, no matter what I say, I will also wave the flag and shout and cheer for me. ”

"Thank you Fang Xusheng!" Duan Qing was even more excited, he didn't expect Fang Yun to say this at all. Everyone knows that this is a polite remark, but the Void Sage said this kind of polite remark is the greatest courtesy for these ordinary Saint Academy students, in ancient times, if Fang Yun was a prince or a monarch, Duan Qing would probably have already bowed his head and contributed to a good story.

Fang Yun then looked at the other person, restrained his smile, and said, "Tang Yu, Ling Zun's health is better, I know a few good doctors in Kong City. I can introduce you if needed. ”

"Thank you Fang Xusheng for your care, my father is much better. Tang Yu looked at Fang Yun with great gratitude.

Afterwards, Fang Yun greeted the other nine people at the same table one by one, and they all called out their names, but in a moment, the people at this table who were not very familiar with it came to life.

Several older Jinshi nodded secretly, their hearts were worthy of a generation of Void Saints, and they usually felt that Fang Yun did not socialize with his classmates. Proud of talent. But when I looked at it today, I realized that this person was also first-class in other aspects. The reason why I usually don't get in touch with my classmates is because I'm really busy and don't bother to do it.

While everyone was chatting, they saw several scholars walking towards the high platform in front of them.

Fang Yun looked at the high platform.

The two Hanlin and a Jinshi stood on the high platform, Fang Yun still knew them, and they all had a close relationship with him.

One is Zhang Zhixing of the Zhang Heng family of Jingguo. The former Seven Sons of the Holy Courtyard, standing in the middle, were obviously the hosts of this meeting. When he was in the Denglongtai and Jinshi hunting grounds, Fang Yun fought side by side with this person and had the friendship of comrades. The friendship is very deep.

Many people secretly looked at Fang Yun, this time the Chongwen Academy arranged Zhang Zhixing to preside over the meeting, the intention was too obvious, obviously to help Fang Yun secretly, to avoid someone from making it difficult at the meeting.

Another Hanlin, who was also the seventh son of the Holy Courtyard back then, like Zhang Zhixing, entered the Denglongtai with Fang Yun, and this person was Sun Renbing of the Bing family.

The third Jinshi is Li Fanming, as the representative of this year's freshmen.

Seeing this lineup, many people understood that Chongwen Academy was not only doing this to help Fang Yun, but also to warn some people not to make trouble at this meeting, otherwise they would not send Fang Yun's three friends up.

The students of the Zong family showed a look of helplessness, although the Zong family had taken over the Dongsheng Pavilion, but they could not manage the Chongwen Academy, because the Chongwen Academy had always been the sphere of influence of Confucianism and the Confucian family, and it was impossible for other families to get involved in such the most important institutions of higher learning of the human race.

As with the usual Spring Festival Meeting, Zhang Zhixing warmly welcomed the new students as an old student, first said some polite words, thanked the saints, thanked the Holy Academy, thanked the gentlemen, and finally, announced that the Spring Festival Festival would be held.

Many of the old students cheered, apparently treating the event as entertainment rather than as a serious school.

Many of the new students are somewhat curious and relatively restrained.

When the courtyard was a little quieter, Zhang Zhixing smiled and said: "The Spring Festival Literary Meeting, everyone must have heard of it, and it is also called the Difficult New Life Literary Meeting." ”

Old and new students will smile.

"We old guys were going to play a big game, how to play? Absorb the customs of the Dai people, take water as the theme, and let the two sides attack with poems and articles, after all, the more embarrassed the new students are, the happier we old guys are. But...... This year, there are 3,000 new students, and if you play like that, you won't be able to play for three days and three nights. So, we can only settle for the next best thing, which is simpler, but also come up with a good topic for the literary meeting. Zhang Zhixing smiled and glanced at everyone.

Many students looked at Zhang Zhixing curiously.

"According to the old rules of the Spring Festival Literary Society, 3,000 new students must write a poem and article. However, this is a spring festival, not an ordinary literary meeting, so whoever writes a poem or article must meet the first requirement, what is strange, or the format is strange, or the rhyme is strange, or the meaning is strange, and so on, as long as there is 'strange'. ”

"The second requirement, since it is a spring festival, must be related to 'spring', so don't go off-topic. ”

"The third requirement, as I said before, there are too many new students this time, so we want to be 'simple', so your poems and articles should also be 'simple', as for whether it is concise or concise, but don't be simple!"

After Zhang Zhixing finished speaking, he suddenly showed a wicked smile and said: "Since it is a Spring Festival Meeting, the tradition cannot be discarded." Therefore, if someone does not finish it, or writes too poorly, they will be punished to a certain extent. As for the punishment, it's very simple, go to the busiest school street in Kongcheng, and at the busiest time, shout 'I'm a pig', and then hum twice. ”

The audience burst into laughter.

"It's too bad, I can't stand it as an old student! I should shout it twice!" said one of them.

"Interesting, the dignified Jinshi or Hanlin shouted like this in Kong City, it will definitely be a good story!"

Many new students couldn't cry or laugh, and they all said that the Spring Festival would be a big pit, but they didn't expect it to be such a pit.

"Everyone has to work hard, after all, at least ten people must be selected!" Zhang Zhixing smiled.

The old students are happy to blossom, and their hearts are like this.

(To be continued.) )