Ye Yingfan hurriedly said: "Then you hurry up and get it for me, I'm going to class, and those students are still waiting for me." Literature Fans .『"

Hahaha, it's really heaven's eyes. If you can let yourself pretend to be B in front of Jian Xinyu, it will be a very cool thing.

"Okay, you wait, soon. It is estimated that Hua Tuo wanted to clip it very much, and it didn't take long for Ye Yingfan to come over.

System message: Your friend Hua Tuo sent you a gift, do you receive it?

Ye Yingfan accepted it immediately without saying a word.

System Message: Have you received a gift, do you open it?

"Divine doctor, why is your thing a gift this time? Isn't it a red envelope?" Ye Yingfan was surprised.

"It used to be a red envelope, but of course it's different. This is a fragment of knowledge, as long as you open it, it will be directly integrated into your brain, and you don't have to memorize it or anything at all. Hua Tuo explained.

"There is such a good thing?" Ye Yingfan was excited.

He is most afraid of memorizing, when he used to read, he couldn't memorize the content of textbooks.

"Well, hurry up and bring the clip over. Hua Tuo urged.

Ye Yingfan ignored Hua Tuo and hurriedly opened the small gift.

With a soft sound of "dang", Ye Yingfan felt as if his brain had been flooded by someone else, and he poured a lot of things at once.

"All Tang poems. Ye Yingfan felt that his head was about to explode.

Because there are tens of thousands of poems in these Tang poems, just imagine, even if you don't memorize so many things, it is difficult to accept them if they are stuffed into Ye Yingfan's head all at once.

"Ahh Ye Yingfan couldn't help it anymore and shouted.

"Smack. "There was a noise from the side, as if someone had fallen.

"Damn, who screamed so horrible? scared me to death. A man's voice came from the side.

Ye Yingfan hurriedly opened the toilet door and walked out, listening to the man's voice, he may have been so frightened that he fell to the ground.

Not long after Ye Yingfan left, a handsome young man walked out from the side.

He walked out of the toilet and said to himself strangely: "Strange, where did that Teacher Luo go? I called him and asked, which classroom is the class?"

Ye Yingfan walked to the side of the class, and now Luo Yanyi was walking around like an ant on a hot pot.

"Ah, Mr. Ye, you're finally back. Hurry up, those students are getting too noisy. Luo Yanyi was anxious.

Since Ye Yingfan has been in the toilet for a long time, the students in the audience have opinions.

Therefore, Luo Yanyi couldn't feel the vibration of the mobile phone in his pants pocket at all.

"Okay, I'm in class now. Ye Yingfan nodded, and then walked towards the podium.

Jian Xinyu couldn't help but look at him in surprise when she saw Ye Yingfan coming back again.

What's going on? Could it be that Ye Yingfan really knows how to give a lecture?

No, Ye Yingfan is still a year younger than her, and she doesn't seem to have graduated from high school, how can she give lectures to college students like them?

You must know that this literature class is an elective course, and in addition to the freshman, even the sophomore, junior, and senior students have it.

"Ahem, ahem. Ye Yingfan stepped up to the podium and coughed lightly, with confidence on his face.

Damn, Hua Tuo got the knowledge fragments of Tang poetry from Wenqu Xing, if he didn't give a hand to the cow here, how could he be worthy of that vulgar Hua Tuo.

If Hua Tuo knew that Ye Yingfan said this about him, he would definitely slap him to death.

"Hello students, today I will explain to you the ancient Tang poems. Ye Yingfan said with a smile.

Sure enough, what the predecessors said is true, knowledge is power.

Ever since he accepted the fragments of Tang poetry's knowledge, he felt that his whole person was full of strength.

"Teacher, we have all studied Tang poetry three hundred times before, can you tell us something special?" asked Mao Dong, who was beside Jian Xinyu.

"Hehe, what I'm talking to you about today is all Tang poems, not as simple as three hundred Tang poems. Ye Yingfan chuckled.

"All Tang poems. "There are some students who are interested. "Teacher, I think you seem to be younger than us, can you?"

Ye Yingfan smiled and said: "The mountain is not high, but there is an immortal." People are not old, but talented are good. ”

"Wow, Xinyu, this Teacher Ye is so talented, he directly adapted Liu Yuxi's "Burrow". Mao Dong whispered to Jian Xinyu.

"It's just an adaptation, what is it?" Jian Xinyu disagreed.

"Students, do you know who wrote the previous sentence I just said?" Ye Yingfan asked.

A boy raised his hand and replied, "Teacher, it's Liu Yuxi's "Burrow". ”

"Then which dynasty is Liu Yuxi from?" Ye Yingfan asked rhetorically.

"This ......," the boy muttered.

Mao Dong raised his hand and replied, "Teacher, Liu Yuxi is from the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Yes, that female classmate is not only beautiful, but also beautiful. Ye Yingfan nodded.

"Hahaha. The students covered their mouths and laughed.

Luo Yanyi saw that Ye Yingfan suddenly mobilized the atmosphere of the class, and he also put his mind at ease and found a seat in the front row to sit down.

Ye Guannan, a doctoral student at Jingcheng University, is different, the students seem to have entered a state.

"Liu Yuxi, the word Mengde, Han nationality, Pengcheng in the Tang Dynasty, ancestral home Luoyang, a famous poet in the middle and late Tang Dynasty, known as the "poet......" Ye Yingfan introduced Liu Yuxi's origin clearly in one breath.

"No, right? Teacher Ye is so powerful, he has already memorized it? Is he talking nonsense?"

"Classmates in front, hurry up and use your mobile phone Baidu to see if Mr. Ye has made a mistake?"

But when those checked Baidu, Ye Yingfan said it well, and there were some introductions that Baidu did not have, which surprised them.

"Xinyu, Teacher Ye is really a top student. Mao Dong took Jian Xinyu's hand, and a little star seemed to appear in his eyes.

Jian Xinyu said: "What is this? Just memorize your resume before you come." ”

"Teacher Ye, the first sentence you just said was written by Liu Yuxi, and which Tang Dynasty poet wrote the latter sentence?" a student asked.

"Hehehe, the latter sentence is not from the Tang Dynasty, but from the modern era, written by me. Ye Yingfan said seriously.

"Hahaha, Teacher Ye is really funny, is he a tease sent by the monkey?"

Ye Yingfan continued: "There are 900 volumes of Tang poetry, including 42,863 poems by 2,529 poets in the Tang Dynasty. Everyone is familiar with Li Bai's poems, but there is a poet surnamed Li who is also very powerful. ”

"Teacher Ye, which one is surnamed Li?" asked Mao Dong. "It seems that there were many poets surnamed Li in the Tang Dynasty. ”

"Yes, but what I want to talk about today is Tang Taizong Li Shimin. Ye Yingfan said.

"Ah, no, isn't Li Shimin a monk?"

A boy retorted: "That's a lay disciple, and later became an emperor." ”

"The emperor can also write poems? The eunuch wrote it for him, right? Don't lie to me, I read more books than you. A senior boy shouted.

"Hahaha. There was laughter in the classroom again.

This chapter is updated for Xingyu's wish sister to become the first alliance leader of this book.,Thank you.。