Chapter 134, Recommendation or Competition

Poetry is completely different from charging and fighting, and the way of civil and military affairs is like the north and south poles, and if you cultivate both, it is very likely that you will go in the opposite direction. Throughout the ancient and modern times, there are very few abilities that can have high attainments in both civil and military cultivation. Although Chu Ye is extremely evil, he has only been in contact with Wen Dao for a long time, and he will never dominate the heroes like his martial arts.

Chop Qianqiu and Zhang Yiyi both thought that Chu Ye was a little arrogant, but as friends, they couldn't say anything. After all, it's important to have a heart before a big game.

After breakfast, the students returned to the classroom one after another, and the teachers in Taixue had been waiting for a long time. Punctuality is the foundation of Taixue, this is not a trivial matter, a person does not even have a sense of time, let alone doing knowledge, everything will be a failure.

Instructor Yan watched the students return to their seats one by one, nodded, and quietly flipped through the books a few times. He finally spoke when he could hear the insects chirping outside in the classroom.

"Twenty days, twenty days left is the annual poetry meeting. Since you have just entered the school, according to the practice of previous years, the winners of the poetry club are all students who have been enrolled for three or four years. This is also reasonable, otherwise people would not have learned in vain. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

"But this year is different, some of you are too talented, too deep, too much progress, I think for the first time, some of you can prepare well and try to get a place."

All the students were happy, although Instructor Yan was talking about some people, but they all felt that they were one of them. Instructor Yan is not the kind of ordinary instructor who does not hesitate to praise students in order to motivate students, it is said that he will be the best at learning in the future. Therefore, every word of his words is true.

Seeing that the disciples were all moved, Instructor Yan continued, "In previous years, for the sake of excitement, only three of the first-year students were allowed to participate. I think that in order to make this competition more exciting, and in order to better show the talents in Taixue, we sent five people to participate in this competition. ”

The room is still very quiet, which is a sign of respect for the class. But the hearts of these young people have long been boiling, and the poetry club in Taixue does not need to get a ranking, as long as they are qualified to stand there, they will be noticed by thousands of people. In the hearts of the literati, it is a supreme honor to be able to have tickets to the poetry club.

Instructor Yan was also a little excited, he couldn't sit still anymore, and took a square step in the room.

"If there are only three places, I'll just pick them. But now, the five places are still up to us to decide. ”

According to the usual results, Chu Ye and Chop Qianqiu must be among the best. When Chu Ye first came, his grades were countdown, and then it was like riding a horse galloping on the gallop of knowledge, one step at a time, one change per day, and the students were so shocked that they forgot that he was Chu Ye who won the championship by force. Chop Qianqiu is the first in the class as soon as he enters Taixue, he has received a high-end education since he was a child, and most of the people he usually comes into contact with are literati and scholars, with his talent, the other students in the class can only compete for the second.

In fact, Zhang Yiyi is also good, at the beginning, she really followed the Qianqiu, how could she not bear to calm down and study, and she was always disturbed by some messy things. The main thing is that she still has a task on her, to see how strong the Tang Kingdom is on the Fighting Continent, as long as there is a chance to study Taixue, she and those six companions will go around to find out more information. And Chu Ye, who had no distractions, just studied hard wholeheartedly, and finally kept pace with Chop Qianqiu.

Instructor Yan suddenly stopped talking, he slowly looked at the disciples sitting below, and didn't speak.

Chu Ye's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his hand.

Instructor Yan was very happy and motioned for Chu Ye to speak.

"Hello sir, you just said that you want us to decide together, I have two proposals, one is an election, and the other is a competition."

The reason why Instructor Yan didn't speak was to let the students in the audience stand up and say what they thought, firstly, to exercise the seriousness of listening to the class, and secondly, to check the agility of thinking. Of course, the guts are also manifested in this moment.

In fact, not only Chu Ye understood Instructor Yan's intentions, but most of them lost in guts.

"Chu Ye's proposal is very good, let it be voted on by a show of hands, and agree to everyone's election by raising hands!"

Everyone was calculating which one would be good for them to choose and compete, and soon, nearly a third of them raised their right hands.

"Very good, raise your hand in agreement!"

Nearly half of the students, including Chu Ye, Cho Qianqiu, Zhang Yiyi, and Sun Lan, agreed.

Instructor Yan also raised his hand happily, he naturally wanted to let the disciples have a look. Regardless of the end of the entries

Whatever it is, it will have a good boost for a room full of geniuses.

Seeing that Instructor Yan also expressed his attitude, the guys who had agreed to the election before also understood Instructor Yan's attitude and Chu Ye's intentions. Chu Ye is not good at saying that he uses the recommended way, so he doesn't know how to choose himself?

"Whichever you choose, you're all good. If I recommend it, the first time people raise their hands will definitely know that they will not choose themselves, but they still raise their hands, so selflessness is worth encouraging. The second choice is to respect all the students of this year, and to be fair, just and open. I'm glad to see what you've just done. Okay, I've decided that in three days' time, we'll have our first competition! ”

Instructor Yan still had a thick smile on his face, this class of students didn't know what's wrong, even if there were some minor problems, but they were never ambiguous in big things, which was rare. Teacher Yan feels as if a miracle will happen this year.

The sound of books is bursting, like the wind in Taixue, this is the style of learning, the pure academic wind.

The day's classes are over quickly, and time is non-existent when you're concentrating on something. In everyone's reluctance, Instructor Yan watched the disciples leave the classroom.

"I really like it here."

Zhang Yi said as he walked.

"I didn't like it before, but now I like it very much. To like a place is to like the people there and the stories that happen. ”

What Chu Ye said was that Instructor Yan's class was too exciting, so he liked it here. But these words made Zhang Yiyi's face red, and she mistakenly thought that her appearance made Chu Ye like this, although her opinion was also right.

Seeing that Zhang Yiyi bowed his head and was silent, Chu Ye realized that he was still immersed in Instructor Yan's schoolwork, and completely forgot his words and made a pun. It is estimated that Zhang Yiyi's little heart was choked enough.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children will never be too honest when they go to school, especially when they learn that everyone has the opportunity to participate in the poetry meeting, which makes these already exciting hearts even more crazy.

"Look at the road!"

Chu Ye was hit by someone, and it just so happened that Zhang Yiyi was also hit on the back.

"Don't hurry up and go back to review, I can catch up with you."

Sun Lan deliberately bumped Chu Ye's shoulder, and after overtaking him, he turned around and threw out a sentence.

Chu Ye and Zhang Yiyi were not far away, and after they were both touched by their classmates, now, they could basically smell each other's breathing.

A breath of Zhilan Qi rushed straight into Chu Ye's mouth and nose with a scorching temperature, and he really wanted to take a sharp breath, then hold his breath, close his eyes, and slowly reminisce. Why is the spring breeze not interesting, and the gentleness that is close at hand is enveloped.

Zhang Yiyi was filled with a strong masculine breath, and he was in a hurry, so he couldn't bear it, and completely hid this breath in his mouth and nasal cavity, the more he tasted it, the more his heart beated, and he was reluctant to spit it out. It's really a little fairy who is in a hurry.

"These guys are really, they almost put the two of you head-to-head."

Chop Qianqiu came over and pulled up the two people who didn't know what they were doing, "Let's go, learn to go!" ”

The two big arms were on the shoulders of Chu Ye and Zhang Yiyi at the same time, this is free, this is natural.

"Take you somewhere."

Chu Ye dragged Qianqiu and ran, and Zhang Yiyi was relieved.

"What is he going to do?"

Chop Qianqiu glanced back at Zhang Yiyi, who couldn't take a step.

"She'll follow in a moment, leave her alone."

Chu Ye only wants to separate Qianqiu and Zhang Yiyi now, and as for the future, I will talk about it later.

The two men kept running, jumping over the dormitory, running over the west wall, and running back to the dormitory.

"Alas, are you going back to the dormitory?"

"Oh, of course not, I was trying to tell you that I'm going out tonight, and if there's a situation, you can come here and come to me."

Chu Ye pointed to the corner of the wall on the west side.

"Big brother, didn't you run away just now?"

"Ah, yes, I'm afraid you won't remember, so I'll familiarize you with it again."

Chop Qianqiu wanted to cry, Chu Ye was afraid that there was something wrong with his brain, right? After the double cultivation of civil and military, he went crazy?

"Are you alright?"

"What can I do, I can still run!"

It's over, and when he heard Chu Ye's answer, he decided in his heart that Chu Ye's practice was bad.

Zhang Yiyi slowly moved over, she wasn't sure if these two guys would be here for a while, maybe they ran away again.

"Let's go, learn!"

Just three words! Is this still Chu Ye?

In the surprised gaze of Chop Qianqiu, in the two of them looking at each other and smiling, the three of them returned to the dormitory, ready to practice penance.

Spring is getting stronger, a bit like autumn, it's all cool, sweet, and gives people a feeling of expectation.

It's night again, and the beings who don't know whether they make a sound or not during the day are singing to their heart's content, taking humans by the throat and continuing to sing.

Chu Ye doesn't have to pass the handover, he can always do what he wants.

Behind the West Mountain, in the bamboo house, the old man in white clothes and white beard has been preparing tea and waiting for a long time.

"Remember?"

"Yes, I remembered it last night."

The old man nodded.

"I can feel that you have integrated the soul of poetry into your soul, although it is not yet fully compatible, but it is quite perfect."

This can be seen, Chu Ye really wants to ask him how he sees it, and what he uses to see it.

"Sir, this is indeed a good place to study."

"There's another book here, so take it and read it again."

The old man picked up a book from the bamboo table and handed it to Chu Ye.

This book has no special cover, and the color of the paper is the same as other books, except for a slight difference, which is too thick!

That's three times as many as yesterday's!

I saw the old man say to Chu Ye's somewhat dazed eyes: "You just entered this path yesterday, the poetic soul needs to be gradual and gradual, seeing that you have a small success today, we can let go of our hands and feet." There are two ways to write a book, one is called enlightenment, and the other is called quantity. None of them are indispensable and complement each other. ”

This book is really heavy. Chu Ye was used to the normal weight of books, even "Black Age" was shown to him part by part. This tome in my hand is really fierce, too violent!

"Thank you, sir, I don't know if I can finish it tonight."

"I can't finish watching this point, what are you kidding."

The old man raised his glass disdainfully and drank heavily, clearly tasting the tea with the meaning of wine.

"Okay, get the job done!"

"That's right, in the future you have to not only read, but also write. Now just to see, how easy it is! ”

Oh my God, didn't this old man teach me as a real master, I just entered the school, okay?

Chu Ye communicated with the old man what he felt yesterday, the old man kept nodding, sometimes frowning, and then the words were beady, like a dragonfly dotting water and walking lightly, Chu Ye nodded frequently, and he realized a lot.

"Goodbye!"

"Don't send it!"

Unconsciously, Chu Ye under the courtyard wall in the west of Taixue had been sitting upright for an hour, and he had not only slept well, but also finished reading the thick books!