He Yan has no experience in lecturing, and he is also vivid, coupled with the students' love for him, the lecture on the stage is enjoyable, and the audience also listens attentively, everyone has gained in this class, which is also the best class effect in the history of the new institute (the abbreviation of Xinhua Institute of Technology).

When He Yan was halfway through speaking, a discordant voice appeared, "The schools in our country that you mentioned have long existed, and you are plagiarizing our country's intangible cultural heritage." ”

He Yan wondered that there are shameless foreigners in this world!

As soon as the foreigner spoke, a girl immediately stood up and said, "You still have to be shameless, last time I said that the four famous books were written by Koreans." ”

Hearing their words, He Yan smiled and said, "What they said is right!"

All the students looked at He Yan in surprise, how could he say such a thing?

Only Lu Xuan was holding his arms alone and laughing, these Goryeo sticks are going to be unlucky, when has the boss suffered a loss.

Sure enough, He Yan continued: "The four famous novels are Korean, the soy milk fritters are all Korean, and my songs are also Korean. ”

Speaking of this, He Yan paused, and the students' eyes became even more suspicious when they looked at He Yan, is He Yan from Korea?

He Yan spoke again: "Only Goryeo is from the Great Xia Dynasty!"

The plot is reversed, the students were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed, this is really swearing without dirty words.

The Goryeo student pointed at He Yan and couldn't speak for a long time, He Yan laughed, "If you have to say that I taught Goryeo, okay, you come up and play a tune and sing a song, that's your Goryeo, come, you're welcome?"

The Korean student was immediately deflated, and He Yanxin said, you are even more shameless than the Koreans of that world, and you dare to say that it is yours before you learn.

Seeing that the Korean student was deflated, another Korean student stood up, "We won't and it doesn't mean that it's not Goryeo." ”

"Huh. He Yan turned around and wrote a few lines on the blackboard, then turned around and asked, "How many of these words do you know, can you read them all?"

Not only the Goryeo students present, but even the students of the Great Xia Dynasty said that most of them did not know each other.

The Korean student said suspiciously, "What does it have to do with your writing and singing?" ”

He Yan smiled slightly and began to play the guitar.

The Korean student thought He Yan had admitted defeat, and continued to question: "What about you, why don't you speak......

At this moment, He Yan's singing sounded.

The Chinese characters of our Great Xia

Kneel and hold up the torch as reverent as a light

The fields in all directions are settled into barns

The ancients pictographed and sounded to distinguish between evil and good

(Rare words are deleted here, and cannot be displayed)

......

The students in the audience have grown up their mouths, this can also sing, it is difficult to miss it, he can still sing!

......

The Chinese characters of our Great Xia

Written into paintings, leaving behind 5,000 years of history

Let the world know

The Chinese characters of our Great Xia

It's a story

Now all over the world

There are big summer characters everywhere

The people of the Great Xia Dynasty raised their heads proudly

The Chinese characters of our Great Xia

One flat and one thousand are composed into poems

The beautiful melody comes from the palace merchant horn Zhengyu

Everyone says that it is an idiom

......

He Yan sang Chen Keyu's "Rare Words", which was all the rage in the world.

After singing, he looked at the two Koreans, "Do you understand?"

The second Korean student who spoke was still dying, "This doesn't mean that this way of singing is your country, if you can sing a song that brings your country's unique singing voice, we will retract what we said." ”

"Okay, but why am I singing it to you? Give me a reason. He Yan was still smiling.

"If you can prove it, we Koreans have dropped out of school en masse. The Korean student said with a generous expression.

He Yan waved his hand, "That's not necessary, as long as you apologize in our vocal class." ”

The student gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you can sing." ”

He always thought that He Yan was holding on.

He Yan shook his head, "Not now, my class hasn't finished yet, I'll prove it to you in the next class, if you want to listen to the class, you are welcome to stay, if you don't want to listen, please leave." ”

The two Korean students had no face left, "Okay, we'll see you next week." ”

The two walked towards the door of the auditorium one after another, and just as they were about to go out, they heard He Yan's shout: "Don't forget to prepare a 10,000-word apology next week." ”

The one who walked slowly fell on the threshold, and there was a lot of laughter from behind, and he got up and ran quickly.

He Yan spoke again, "Don't look at it, I'm much better looking than him." ”

Another burst of laughter.

He continued to lecture, "About this rare word, no, let it be crooked, let's continue to talk about the vocal method of popular singing." ”

In this class, there was a lot of laughter, and all the students who finished the class said that He Yan was more fun and relaxed than any teacher.

Several teachers who listened to the lecture in the dark also found it very enjoyable, they couldn't directly count the faults of the Goryeo students, but He Yan could, and the discussion between the students was unlimited. He Yan not only satirized the Korean people who did not know the depths, but also deepened the students' love for Chinese culture, and he was really a piece of material for teachers.

He Yan didn't know that he had been included in the list of teachers to stay in school after graduation. At this moment, he is worried about the song for the next class, it is a song sung by two people, it is not impossible to sing alone, but the effect will be much worse.

And the lyrics of that song are a poem, if this world doesn't have it, I have to teach ancient Chinese once, it's a real headache.

By the way, isn't there a library? He Yan went straight to the library without lunch, consulted a lot of materials, and finally found Bai Juyi's pipa shop, fortunately there was Bai Juyi.

The song is set, but where can I find the accompanist and the singer?

After a hasty bite and returned to the dormitory building, she happened to meet Chen Li Huixin, who was humming the Cantonese song that He Yan sang in the first class, and she was a little embarrassed to see He Yan.

But He Yan's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart, this time he had fallen, so he asked her: "Can you finish singing all that song?"

"Yes, Cantonese songs are easy to learn!" replied Chen Li Huixin excitedly.

"Give you a song, would you like to learn it?"

"Ahh "Chen Li Huixin is not so confident in herself.

"It's okay, you can sing whatever you want. ”

"That's not good, you're going to let me sing in the next class, I, I haven't sung before. ”

It turns out that He Yan is not the only one who has never sung in vocal class, but this girl has a very smart brain.

He Yan's eyes rolled and he had an idea, "Teacher Gu's examination hasn't been written yet." ”

"Ahh

"As long as you sing in the next class, I can spare you from this inspection, how about it?"

Chen Li Huixin looked at the ceiling and thought about it, and felt that it was quite cost-effective, so she nodded and agreed, and the two made an appointment to meet in the music classroom in the afternoon.

He Yan suddenly thought that Chen Li Huixin was learning pipa, and there was a lack of one who could play the guzheng or guqin, so He Yan decided that this song would not be accompanied by a guitar and use two ancient instruments.

"Chen Li Huixin waits. He Yan turned his head and stopped Chen Li Huixin again.

"What else?"

"Are there any students in our class who are learning guzheng or guqin?"

"Why not, but there is only a guqin in our class, and it is the grimacing An Lily. "I don't have a habit of looking at Ann Lily's outfit.

"Okay, got it, see you in the afternoon!"

Ten seconds later, He Yan knocked on the door of the room opposite the three and six.

Ann Lili lives across from him, and I don't know if someone has arranged it intentionally.

Someone in the house agreed, and it was another girl in the same class who opened the door, Feng Lingyu.

"Is Lily there?"

"No, she should be in the piano room at this time!"

"Thank you!"

Before arriving at the piano room, He Yan had already heard the beautiful sound of the piano, but the sound of the piano was very sad, he shook his head and sighed, she is another girl with a story!

Pushing the door in, he sat at the back of the room, not disturbing the girl's playing.