Chapter 135: Test yourself

This night, Chu Ye flipped through the thick books twice, and his biggest realization was that the books were a little thin.

The cool air in the morning is always pleasant, and it's a new beginning. Chu Ye didn't prepare much for today's internal poetry meeting, because even without any review, he would win and at least get a top three.

Now that the soul of poetry and soul have been completely united, this may be the effect of the old man giving him this thick book. After two consecutive nights of cultivation, Chu Ye's current Wendao skills are not much stronger than before.

The class was full early in the morning, and Instructor Yan couldn't help but shake his head and smile when he entered the door.

"Looks like I'm late today."

Turning around and glancing at the rising sun on the horizon again, Instructor Yan was sure that these little guys were too anxious.

Chu Ye's heart was a little crazy, he was a little surprised, the newcomer race and outside the Shayan Pass, all kinds of thrilling scenes and even life and death, he was not so flustered, thinking about how invincible the King of Chu was in the secret realm, how omnipotent, what was wrong today?

Instructor Yan put the books on the table, raised his eyes and glanced around, "Very good, everything is ready." Let me start by saying that the winner of this competition is the candidate who will enter the Taixue Poetry Club competition, you must be nervous, don't think this is a small internal competition. The more nervous, the better! ”

The students, who were still a little relaxed and looking forward to it, got into their ears as soon as these words got into their ears, like they had grown legs, and ran directly into their bodies, stirring up some heat all over their bodies, and for a while, the room was full of heartbeats.

A touch of warm sunlight slanted in, and the smell of spring filled the room with life. Chu Ye's already frantic heart was poked by Instructor Yan's words, and he was a little more vigorous, and he was about to pop out.

Instructor Yan didn't speak, and looked at the disciples patiently, as if preparing for the exam. In this way, the students are left with more time to adjust, but for those whose minds are already in turmoil, this is not adjustment, but continued suffering. Sometimes waiting is more of a torture, and it is better to come directly than to happen.

Chu Ye looked to the side, Chop Qianqiu's expression was calm, Sun Lan was taking a deep breath, and Zhang Yiyi was very leisurely as if he was fine......

"First round, written exam!"

Instructor Yan saw that the time was ripe and took out the exam papers that had been prepared a long time ago. Everyone had the same title in front of their desks – "Autumn Day".

The sound of exhalation all over the room, because the question is too easy. In fact, it can't be said to be simple, but ordinary, too common. Chu Ye also relaxed his tense body all of a sudden, this topic was written. Although he knew that others had also written about it, but in the previous exam results, only Chop Qianqiu could be with him.

Meditate, wave, check, finish.

Chu Ye quickly handed over the works he had completed, which was the safest, the on-site creation was too risky, and now it was spring, and it was difficult to have a real experience in spring and autumn.

Seeing that Chu Ye was the first to hand in the paper, the other classmates were not surprised, his strength was obvious to all, and it was normal for him to hand in such a simple question for the first time. In the hearts of the other students, Chu Ye had already occupied a place.

A neat stack of regular script was presented on Instructor Yan's desk, only to see him lightly take the wolf hair, tick a little bit, and after a while, he sent these masterpieces back to the hands of the students.

"I feel that everyone is a little nervous, this is the first test just now, I want to see the comprehensive performance according to the test of the past few days, you have to play to your heart's content!"

"This is the poem you just wrote, I have finished grading, and now I ask the 'A' students to raise their hands."

There were nearly 30 people in the class, and nearly half of them had their right arms hanging high.

"So many," Chu Yegang's heart hung up again. The word "A" on the volume greatly increased Chu Ye's confidence, and this kind of topic still couldn't be difficult for him. But there are so many people like you? Chu Ye regretted a little, he didn't have targeted training in the past few days, just normal all-round learning. It seems that we need to adjust the way we prepare for the exam.

I only heard Instructor Yan continue, "These students who raised their hands can be regarded as winning the first level, let's take a look below, whose roll has two 'A' characters on it?" ”

Two A's?

Chu Ye's eyes widened, and the word A on the rolling paper was shocking, where to find another!

Whoosh! The sound of arm waving came in bursts.

Each sound stabbed straight into Chu Ye's little heart like a sharp sword, and the two armors, needless to say, were the best ones.

Chop Qianqiu, Zhang Yiyi, Sun Lan!

Instructor Yan nodded at the three of them with satisfaction, his gaze swept over Chu Ye's body intentionally or unintentionally, with confusion and disappointment in his eyes. Chu Ye was pierced by this gaze, and his whole body seemed to be gnawed by a hundred ants, which hurt more than all the injuries he had suffered.

Chu Ye lowered his head and carefully looked at the works in his hand again, no matter in terms of concept, level, writing, etc., there was no problem, not to mention anything else, at least it must be above Sun Lan. Could it be that Sun Lan has also had an adventure these days?

Looking at Chu Ye's bewildered and dazed appearance, Instructor Yan slowly spoke: "Some of you here can actually get two A, but they are bound by themselves. ”

What do you mean?

Chu Ye was puzzled, he was a little indifferent now, and his classmates looked at him one after another, he just lowered his head and looked at the poems that had been commented and appreciated many times by Instructor Yan, with his current poetic soul attainment, there was absolutely nothing wrong with this poem, Instructor Yan said that he was bound? Chu Ye shook his head again.

"Seeing that everyone is in high spirits, let's relax and improvise poetry!"

In a burst of warm applause, Chu Ye slowly raised his head.

Instructor Yan casually said a couplet, and more than a dozen arms were quickly raised in the room. A series of exquisite sentences, gorgeous rhetoric floating in the air, and some quoting classics, for a while, the classroom was full of flowers and beauty.

"It turns out that everyone is improving!"

Chu Ye's sense of superiority that he had always had always been ruthlessly torn apart, pulling down his arrogant face that he thought he was very modest sentence by sentence.

"But, it's still not as good as mine?" Chu Ye slandered.

At this time, Instructor Yan stopped asking questions, and raised the students' interest to an extreme value in a few sentences. His face was a little gloomy, "If you want to participate in the poetry meeting at this level, you can only try to compete for the third place!" ”

A thunderbolt exploded over the classroom, striking everyone in the room. Isn't that enough?

The sentences that some of the students came up with just now are famous sentences in the poem, and no matter which aspect you consider it, there will be no problem. But the strength of this Yan instructor is undoubted, what is the reason?

"That's all for today's class, you all have to review well when you go back, memorize hard, and what else do you think!"

Instructor Yan seemed to be a little unhappy today, and when he picked up the book and walked to the door, he also glanced back at Chu Ye, and that look made Chu Ye excited.

Hate iron does not make steel!

Chu Ye was walking alone on the path in Taixue, he was thinking about every word that Instructor Yan had said today, and he could have a hunch that there must be a very obvious hint in it, but he didn't find it.

It was getting late, but Chu Ye was in a hurry to go to the bamboo forest, and there were some questions that he needed to find answers to. Blindly ask others, when can you stand alone?

In the middle of the moon, Chu Ye was afraid of affecting the rest of the old man in the bamboo forest, so he climbed the West Mountain with heavy steps.

"You've read such a thick book twice?"

The old man was a little excited, and he put the thick book on the table, "Can you remember?" ”

Chu Ye nodded.

"You're a genius!"

Chu Ye shook his head.

"You're dumb, nodding or shaking your head."

The old man looked at Chu Ye's mood too low, this was not like this kid's character. It's said that it's not in a good mood, but it's not quite like it.

"Senior, I lost in the question of Teacher Yan today."

In fact, Chu Ye didn't lose, but it didn't reach the level that Teacher Yan was satisfied with.

Under the old man's inquiry, Chu Ye roughly explained today's events.

"No wonder, this little Yanzi is very powerful, he is right, your expression today really disappointed him, you can only get one 'A' at most."

Chu Ye raised his head suddenly, as if he was about to get a huge fortune, and looked at the old man greedily.

"You're a little scary in those eyes!"

The old man hurriedly took a few steps back, "How is it, do you particularly want to know why now?" Hey, listen up, realize for yourself! ”

"Good!"

Turning around, facing the night scene outside the window, Chu Ye just kept standing, as if he was in a fixed position.

Many times the answer is right in front of you, just through a layer of window paper, you obviously feel its existence, but you can't reach it.

The old man was not in a hurry, he was reading a book, drinking tea, and from time to time he walked up to Chu Ye to look at his eyes.

Chu Ye turned his head suddenly, the old man just stood up and wanted to come over to take a look, the two of them looked at each other, and the picture was a little too beautiful to look at.

Chu Ye gradually smiled, the expression on his face made the old man a little scared, when had he been looked at like this by a man?

"I see, you're the answer!"

After waiting for a long time, he actually held back such a sentence, "You're crazy, you!" ”

"No, thank you. I suddenly thought of you just now, why do you want to be in this green bamboo and not go back to Taixue? Why did I make an article that couldn't be more perfect, but there was only one A? Why does the wonderful antiphon poem make Teacher Yan a little angry? Why did Instructor Yan finally say that he wanted us to review hard and memorize hard, and then he didn't say anything anymore and let us think for ourselves? Why am I not as good as Sun Lan's stinky boy? ”

Chu Ye turned around and glanced at the bamboo forest again, and said loudly after finally confirming the answer: "Because, we are just answering the question, not making a fuss. ”

"Good!"

The old man put the teacup on the table and looked at Chu Ye very excitedly, "It's good that you understand." The truth is actually not difficult, but the most important thing is to get it yourself! ”

It's important to get it yourself!

Chu Ye silently recited this sentence again in his heart. This is a bottleneck on the way forward of his Wendao, and it is also an important level that may appear in martial arts or other aspects, but fortunately, he understands it now.

No matter how well Sun Lan's article is written, it will never be better than Chu Ye, but Sun Lan has a great advantage, he dares to create his own, dare not follow the old law, and dare to innovate. On the same topic, he can often produce two completely different styles of essays, even if they are not the best. This is actually one of his shortcomings, but it is an advantage that Chu Ye has never had in poetry.

The work that Chu Ye presented today was a very perfect and excellent work that had been written before, but he was just transcribing it at that time, without a trace of emotion. What you think is recorded at all times, in order to record a person's best experience, what rules, what methods, it doesn't matter, emotion is the first!

As for the problem of the need for emotion in creation, Chu Ye knows that the problem lies in wanting to win and being afraid of losing, this kind of psychology is something that everyone may have, in any field, whether it is a matter of Taoism or martial arts, as long as it is fighting with others, it will appear. Chu Ye's previous competitions were all martial arts competitions, maybe it was talent, Chu Ye had never been afraid of any opponent, even if the opponent was ridiculously strong. In the face of the weak pen and paper, Chu Ye's poetic soul that he had just integrated into himself had not yet been trained, and a simple internal poetry comparison directly revealed his true form.

You have to have something of your own!

Don't be tied down by previous grades!

Let go of the past and start over to get it!

Every day is a new day, and every challenge is a new journey!

"Thanks, goodbye!"

Chu Ye rushed out of the door, he wanted to practice and see if he could make a completely different poem!

The old man didn't give him a book, what Chu Ye lacks now is not knowledge, but self!