After two games, although it is the home of Qingda, they are still very personable, considering that there is only one person in the Tang University team, they let them rest for a while, and they are not in a hurry to start the next game.

"Dean." A teacher stared at Chen Siwen in disbelief, and couldn't help it, "What should I do, it seems to be a little out of our control." ”

Dean Liang looked at him, and then at Chen Siwen, "There is no way to really lose, this is the level of others, and winning cleanly, we can afford to lose." ”

The teacher said, "You think so highly of him?" ”

Dean Liang nodded, but his mind was not on this, and he was a little absent-minded.

"Dean? Dean Liang. The teacher called a few times, a little crying and laughing, "What do you think?" ”

After shouting a few times, he came back to his senses and pondered for a moment, "I'm thinking, can't I go to that school, why can't Chen Siwen, a young man, join our Qingda." ”

The teacher's eyes lit up after hearing this, yes, yes, since we can't beat it, then we can't let people join, isn't this reasonable? The people who have opened up the pattern are already preparing to dig into the wall, and the people who are still drilling the horns are making suggestions.

"Let them win two games, not good, not good."

"This is an exchange meeting reported by our Qingda University, if we all lose here, I guess we won't have the face to see people."

"There's a hidden figure on the other side, what countermeasures do you have?"

"Hehe, still use countermeasures? It's just a coincidence that the young man is in a hurry, so many of us can't compare to a hairy boy? ”

"Good guy, don't be big, people are obviously really powerful, and you can't underestimate the enemy."

"I just don't know what the following topic is, the young man's attainments in ancient poetry seem to be extremely high, but no matter how high a person's level is, it is impossible to be good at all of them, there will always be shortcomings in all aspects, there are so many of us, it shouldn't be a big problem, and the creation of this thing depends on the state, these are two songs, maybe I can't think of it later."

Even if everyone talks about it at the moment, they don't despise it.

Half an hour later.

Dean Liang looked at Chen Siwen again and spoke, "Okay, let's start the third scene." ”

Everyone is also very good.

Peking University has drawn lots here, and it is desolate and desolate.

Qing Da also caught one, a seven-word poem.

Everyone stared at it, this time the topic has changed, the scope is a little broader, the seven-word poem, this topic is not limited, there is room to play, as for the desolation, in fact, it is also a particularly common picture in ancient poems, and there are ideas in both directions.

Dean Liang glanced at it, and then announced, "The topic of the third competition requires a seven-character poem, or the poem can be written in a desolate and desolate poem, okay, let's start selecting people to answer the question, and the timing will begin!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a person from Qingda volunteered to go up, "Let me go up this time, I've been watching it for a long time, and my hands are itchy." ”

"Okay." Dean Liang nodded.

People learned the lesson just now, and when they came to the stage, they began to brush and write, as if they wanted to seize the opportunity, otherwise, just like just now, they walked around the stage and came down without doing anything, which would be a shame and a big loss.

This is free play, all of them are level, even if Chen Siwen, a young man, comes up with just two poems, it will not make people lose too ugly, after all, if you can be a professor at Qing University, it is not dough kneading.

"Xiao Chen, are you on stage?"

Chen Siwen burped and looked at Dean Su, he was not panicked at all at this moment, there was a little alcohol in his head, and he was in a very good state, Qilu? Still bleak and desolate? He wasn't in a hurry at all, if there were some topics, it was normal for him to be unsure that he could win them, but this was completely impossible.

There is a poem, the moment it is taken out, Chen Siwen even feels that everything in this exchange meeting tonight is not important.

"I'll wait for him to finish."

Chen Siwen began to sip melon seeds again leisurely, not forgetting to grunt and drink, and his slightly drunk state can be said to be particularly good, but this scene is a bit disrespectful when I look at it from Qingda!

Do you think you're pinching it like that?

The professors of Qingda who were working the stage were stunned, and then snorted twice, completely underestimated, and quickly wrote it down, and no longer looked at Chen Siwen.

And Chen Siwen clapped his hands without noticing everyone's sight, but he was a little dirty with melon seeds, and he put down his pen when he came to the stage.

As a result, when he put down his pen, the audience fell silent.

"Huh."

"This poem."

Chen Siwen is completely unreasonable, what is ascending? What is the first of the seven laws of ancient and modern times!

Here it comes, here it comes!

A few lines of words.

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

The boundless falling trees are falling, and the Yangtze River is rolling.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

Du Fu's, ascending.

What status? What kind of shock?

Dean Liang is also a dean of Qing University, she should have a good political position, and she shouldn't have spoken, but after reading Chen Siwen's poem, she really couldn't help it, "What a wind and a high ape howling, Zhu Qingsha and the white bird flew back!" ”

Others were stunned too!

"Hey, what is this?"

"Holy! He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years??? ”

"Improvised? Do you want to create this kind of poem temporarily? It's the Seven Laws again, and it's bleak and desolate? What a literary style! ”

"Who won this? Oh, no, I should say, who can win this specially, and I don't know if it's my delusion, how do I feel the young man's words, why he is more pleasing to my eyes. ”

"I'll go, this god, just a few minutes? Come on, come on, just a few minutes, you wrote this? What kind of concept is this thing?,It's not on the same level as the previous poems.,Okay, good.,I thought you're almost at the limit.,I didn't expect to move the real character at this time? ”

Dean Liang has stopped talking, "Ascend to win." ”

And Professor Xie, who had offended people before, was shocked for a while, and after coming back to his senses, he had already smiled and shook his head at this moment, "This is the only one, this exchange, and it will be famous in history." ”

Won again.

Won three games in a row.

This is no longer a question of whether to win or not, whether to compete or not, Chen Siwen has unconsciously raised this exchange to an unimaginable height.

Some scholars asserted: "Maybe in a few decades, maybe a few hundred years from now, "Ascending" may also become a famous article, or I think it is now the first of the seven laws of ancient and modern times in my mind, and I think we can't deny its literary value because it is not chronological, what do you say?" ”

"That's right."

"That's right, that sentence is a frequent guest in the sad autumn is unimaginable."

"Ascend! Will enter the wine! Water tune song head! Well, actually, I don't think this exchange will make much sense until now. ”

"He is no longer on the same level as everyone, and perhaps, in the future, he can represent a piece of history."

The people of Qingda were speechless, they thought that they could play a little bit when they encountered a wide range of topics, thinking that even if he went to the scene to create again, even if we lost, we couldn't lose so miserably, right?

Unexpectedly, the other party really wrote a seven-character poem on the spot that can be compared with the wisdom of the ancients! And even beyond!

This climb is high, and it is our destiny to climb it.

The gap is too big, and this makes people very untempered!

No, it won't really be abused with 0 duck eggs, right?

Once this kind of thought is generated, it seems that it is a little irrepressible.

Chen Siwen looked at it and asked Dean Su's opinion, "President Wu, do you think we will lose a few games?" In the end, of course, it is definitely going to win, but in the process"

According to Chen Siwen's thoughts, of course it doesn't matter, but after all, this is the home of the people, and the sophistication of people always has to understand something, Chen Siwen is afraid that Dean Su will think it is inappropriate, and after all, it is in a circle, which will inevitably offend the second aunt, so he asked to see what Dean Su's attitude is.

Dean Su asked rhetorically, "Why do you want to lose?" ”

Chen Siwen said: "After all, it's just an exchange, it's still a friend school"

Dean Su smiled and said: "The competition of the school has always been uncompromising, if the real strength is not good, there is no way to lose, just like our Tang University, was overtaken by Qing University, we also recognize, Qing University will not say that it has strength not to show, so if you can win, why not win?" ”

Chen Siwen blinked and said, "It's okay to win?" ”

"What can happen?" Dean Su sipped tea.

Chen Siwen had a few words after listening, "That's it, I won't keep my hand." ”

When he said this, Dean Su's hand shook slightly unconsciously, hiss, don't you leave your hand yet? After a long time together, do you still have a hand?

My God, ascending, this poem has been taken out, and there are still hands left, Dean Liang, who was sitting a little closer to Dean Su, also heard some exchanges, and then he was completely silent, thought about it, and said, "It's not too early, once the poem of ascending comes out, it doesn't make any sense to compare it anymore, it's our Qingda who lost, well, Dean Su, you Tang Da picked up a treasure." ”

Admitting defeat, Chen Siwen was stunned, and Su Wan was also stunned, but if you think about it simply, you can understand that if you lose all ten games, it will be a shame to lose a lot, it is better to take the initiative to admit defeat by virtue of the stamina of climbing, which shows the generosity of the school and leaves some dignity for yourself.

Su Wan couldn't help but sigh, what a human spirit, but everyone said so, and nodded, "I don't have any opinion." ”

Dean Liang's eyes were no longer fixed on Dean Su, but looked at Chen Siwen with a blazing spirit, and asked, "Are you interested in joining us at Qingda?" ”

Chen Siwen had just packed up his things and was about to leave to go home, when he heard the words, he was stunned.

Su Wan's eyes widened, hey, you Qingda are really human spirits, I'm still here, digging people in front of you? But she didn't panic at all, who doesn't know, Principal Wu is the second aunt of people, and people estimate that life is our Tang University's people, and death is our Tang University's ghost.

Really. Chen Siwen shook his head politely and refused, "Thank you for your kindness, but I had a very happy time at Tang University, I'll leave first if there's nothing to do, I still have a wife at home, I had a lot of fun today, and I look forward to next time." ”

Chen Siwen didn't stop after speaking, got up and left, drank wine, and was a little heavy when he got home, took the water handed to his wife in the palm of his hand, hiccuped, and hugged his wife to sleep.

When my mother heard what he said, she not only came over to accompany Penny Wu during the day, but also moved over at night.

Early in the morning.

Outside the bedroom, my mother's voice was heard.

"Son, are you up?"

"It's up, Mom."

"It's time for breakfast."

"Well, where's my daughter-in-law?"

"What about the living room, hurry."

"Come on."

Eat dumplings for breakfast, stuffed with leeks.

As soon as he opened the door and came out, Chen Siwen smelled the fragrance.

Wu Penny's appropriate activities are no problem in the eyes of her mother, she is holding chopsticks, and she looks at her husband and comes over, "Husband, why didn't you sleep more?" ”

Chen Siwen sighed, "I want to sleep, but this morning it was all on the phone, saying that my poems were selected into Chinese textbooks, and Qingda plans to invite me to give a lecture in the past to exchange ideas, where can I still sleep." ”

Penny Wu took his hand and said softly, "Husband, you have worked hard. ”

"It's not hard, serve the second aunt." Chen Siwen smiled.

"Look at you kid, it's still on, don't be proud." The one who can say this, of course, is my mother, who is holding dumplings over there, and I didn't want to clip them for Chen Siwen, but when I thought that she didn't clip them, maybe my daughter-in-law would be stupid to clip them with him again, so I could only stuff Chen Siwen's bowl full, put it on the table and said, "Come and eat." ”

Chen Siwen sighed, but thought that he hadn't washed up, so he sent Wu Penny's little hand, yawned and went to the bathroom, tossed himself a little, and returned to the dining table and gobbled it up.

While eating, Penny Wu didn't forget to copy her soft little hands, gently patted her husband on the back, and said gently, "Husband, slow down." ”

The mother looked at the two of them, and she was helpless, her daughter-in-law was really good to her son, and he, as a mother-in-law, couldn't help hugging her sometimes.

"Leave him alone, eat it yourself."

Chen Siwen didn't do anything, his mother glared at him, and then served his daughter-in-law soup, he handed over the bowl in his hand, but his mother slapped the back of his hand with chopsticks.

Eh, domestic violence, domestic violence.

As long as his mother is at home, he has no status, honestly biting the dumplings, Chen Siwen is used to it, but he can't drink the soup that his mother holds herself, but he can't avoid his wife's soup, Wu Penny herself hasn't drunk the soup yet, she said thank you to her mother, and skillfully picked up Chen Siwen's bowl, and then obediently pinched the soup spoon and served it to him, seeing that my mother was stunned, she couldn't help but have a black line on the top of her head, "Chen Siwen, you don't have long hands!" ”

Chen Siwen hasn't reacted yet, yes, I'll pat the back of the dog.

(End of chapter)