There was silence in the school hall of Xiucai's class, and there was an eerie silence atmosphere.

Knowing the top ten only makes everyone admire Jiang Han's erudition and knowledge, but even knowing the next two hundred is too shocking.

The most terrifying thing is that Jiang Han did not think twice when he read the high mountains after the two hundred names, and there were even such awkward names as Mount Everest, the mountain that went to Kama.

It can be seen that he did not make it up temporarily, but remembered it earnestly.

On the podium, Yu Yunqi felt a little toothache, he wanted to give an example to tell the students the importance of competing for the first, but Jiang Han gave him a slap.

He didn't know what to say after the beating.

Yu Yunqi coughed lightly twice, and said with a normal face: "Of course, most people don't remember the second and third places, Jiang Han is an exception, and he has his own talent." ”

Then, Yu Yunqi put aside the topic: "In the next book mountain and sea of books, the old man will choose three of you to enter the book mountain and sea of books." ”

So in fact, only three people are ready to be picked? Jiang Han secretly said that he was still determined, that is, to choose two people out of twenty.

However, hearing Yu Yunqi's encouraging words, the students were still excited.

Someone immediately asked, "Dare to ask sir, what is the assessment?" What are the verdicts? ”

Zhen Yunqi said: "From today onwards, the old man will be assessed for three months, and he will be rated by A, B and C. Once a month, A is promoted, B is retained, and C automatically leaves the school. After three months, those who have the most grades can enter the sea of books. ”

Hearing this, the students all clenched their fists, full of apprehension.

This kind of rating assessment is also too difficult, as long as you evaluate C, you have to leave.

Even if it is a B evaluation, it can only participate in the next month's assessment.

And it's definitely not easy to evaluate the first!

Jiang Han nodded, there must be only a few people left who can stay in the academy after three months.

"In these three months, the old man will mainly teach and rate." Yu Yunqi waved his hand and said: "You need to study hard, you must know that the road of the Holy Path is very difficult, like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!" If someone behaves badly, Hugh blames the old man for being merciless. ”

"Yes!"

The hearts of all the students were in their hearts, and Ping C was going to leave the Xiucai class, which was not a joke.

Yu Yunqi spoke for a while, and then said: "Today's class is here, Jiang Han, the old man wanted to inspire you, but you interrupted him. I know that you are quite talented in poetry, so you will write a poem on the spot to encourage you to learn, or I will not spare you! ”

Zhen Yunqi's words instantly made Zhen Zhibing's eyes green with jealousy, this was not to embarrass Jiang Han, but to study his literary talent!

If Jiang Han does a good job, he will be valued by Yu Yunqi.

Liu Ruyu and others were gloating, composing poems on the spot, and limiting the subject matter, which is not easy to do!

Who made you show off!

Jiang Han was stunned, didn't he want me to compose a poem again? Hurriedly said: "Sir, forgive me, the student just said nonsense, not intentionally against Mr., and ask Mr. for forgiveness." ”

Yu Yunqi said with a straight face: "No, you must make a poem that satisfies the old man." ”

Liu Ruyu was overjoyed, it is not difficult to compose poems, just conform to the rhythm and rhyme, and the difficult thing is to satisfy the Confucian!

Although Jiang Han composed a song last time, "Er Cao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers will not be wasted", which made Yu Yunqi greatly appreciated, but it may be due to luck and inspiration.

He didn't believe that he could write a peerless poem every time!

Jiang Han was a little suspicious, didn't this Confucian want to prostitute my poems for nothing, right?

Don't, don't force me to write the poems of the ancients!

Yu Yunqi said: "How? To do it or not to do it? ”

Jiang Han arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask Mr., as long as you encourage you to study, is it okay?" ”

Yu Daru nodded: "Not bad." ”

Jiang Han quickly thought about it in his mind, there are many poems that encourage reading, such as Zhao Heng's "Persuasion Poems" in the Song Dynasty is good, but unfortunately Jiang Han only remembers two sentences: there is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

Soon, a poem came to his mind.

And seeing that he was silent, Yu Daru couldn't help but feel a little worried, the person he fancied shouldn't be unable to do it, right?

Impossible, this son has an excellent talent for composing poetry on the spot.

Whether it is the poem praising Princess Ning Yue in the Ziji Palace, or the poem satirizing Zhen Daoyi outside the Taixue Academy, or the recent poem with deep irony, Jiang Han played it on the spot.

He can't ask for poetry himself, he can't write it, right?

Seeing Jiang Han's brows furrowed, Zhen Zhibing was excited, he couldn't do it! In this way, Da Confucian must be disappointed, maybe he will give Jiang Han a C in the first month.

At this moment, Jiang Han retracted his thoughts, faced Yu Yunqi, and slowly spoke: "Then the student will compose a poem at the request of Mr. The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying. ”

Hearing the first and second sentences, Zhen Zhibing breathed a sigh of relief, these two sentences are simply straightforward, almost limericks, it seems that Jiang Han is nothing more than that.

"The black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late."

Jiang Han's voice fell, and the school suddenly fell silent.

The great Confucian was stunned at first, and then his face showed excitement, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Suddenly, he "snapped", clapped his hands hard, and praised: "Good poetry!" ”

Yu Daru was even more excited than last time, and his eyes flashed with joy.

Without him, although the last poem reached the realm of Wenzhou, it was a satirical poem.

Although this one has no vision, the words are straightforward and popular, but it is extremely educational.

Even in Yu Yunqi's opinion, the actual role of this one is much higher than the last one.

The students were stunned, the black hair didn't know how to study early, and the white head regretted reading late, although this poem was simple, it woke up the dreamer with a word!

Yes, at this time, I don't know how to study diligently, and when I wait until the time of the white head, what's the use of regretting that I studied late?

Yu Yunqi laughed and said, "This poem should be engraved on the wall of Taixuefu!" To motivate the students of Taixuefu! Jiang Han, you do have a peerless poetic talent! ”

Zhen Zhibing was like a big defeat, and he hung his head.

Some students looked at Jiang Han with admiration.

Jiang Han smiled modestly: "Mr. Yu praised it." ”

Yu Yunqi's eyes flickered, and he said, "Does this poem have a name?" ”

Jiang Han said: "This poem is called "Persuasion". ”

Yu Yunqi said: "It turns out that this poem has no name, in this case, how about the old man choose a name for this poem?" ”

Jiang Han: ???

This poem is called "Persuasion"! Are you lame?

Jiang Han suddenly realized what the Great Confucian meant, this Great Confucian, could it be that he wanted to rub my poems?

Yu Yunqi said: "This poem is called "Feeling My Teacher Yu Yunqi Persuading to Learn and Singing", what do you think? ”

Yu Daru looked at Jiang Han's eyes, full of anticipation.

Jiang Han was silent.

Isn't it?

, this can also be rubbed?

"It's up to the gentleman." Jiang Han said.