After the English class, Ling Tian took a book about English and flipped through it. Although he couldn't understand many of them, he could still understand the basic words.

"Dear students, the next two classes are self-study. Today the school invited Professor Wang from Beijing to give a lecture. Interested students can go to the Millennium Forum to listen," Teacher Zhou shouted with a bright face.

Ling Tian didn't know who Professor Wang was, so he immediately asked Fatty Lin. Fatty Lin also shook his head, but Zhao Ling'er said: "Who is Professor Wang? The honorary president of the Chinese Literature Society. He has been studying ancient Chinese culture for decades. Now,

When I teach in the capital and can hear lectures from such people, I feel happy just thinking about it." He then said to Ling Tian

"Ling Tian, ​​we will listen together later."

"Good" Ling Tian is very interested in and very proficient in ancient literature

When Ling Tian and others arrived at the Thousand-Year Forum, it was already crowded with students. Everyone found seats and sat down.

Ling Tian raised his head and looked at the podium. He was slightly startled and thought to himself, can we see people with ancient styles in this era? An old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and looking about 50 years old stood there upright and powerful, with kind eyes.

He glanced at everyone below, and every student seemed to be remembered by him.

"I'm very happy to have the opportunity to teach you this class today. Let me introduce you first. My surname is Wang, and I have one Chinese character for each name." The old man turned around and wrote two powerful fonts with chalk on the blackboard. Although it was written in chalk,

, but Ling Tian could tell at a glance that these two characters were in seal script, and the fonts contained extraordinary vigor.

After listening to the old man’s introduction, the students below suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

Wang Xue raised his hand and pressed it down, and the classroom fell silent for an instant, "I'm not going to talk about anything today. I just want to chat with you. What's the content? I believe many of you know that I study ancient literature. What else do I do?

I don’t dare to compete with everyone else, so I can only talk about ancient literature.”

Wang Xue walked on the podium and said, "Let me ask you a question, what caused the decline of ancient Chinese culture? Has modern China inherited thousands of years of ancient Chinese culture? Then tell me your opinion, please.

Please think about it and share your thoughts. I have now stepped down from the podium and am a student just like you. Don’t worry about anything. You can speak directly if you think of it.”

The students in the audience were meditating quietly. In the dais with more than 700 people, the only sound was Wang Xue's gentle footsteps. This question is very heavy. If someone else had asked this question, they would probably be scolded as an idiot immediately. Is there any need to ask such a question?

But now the person raising the question is Confucius, who has the most say in ancient culture. Even if he really raises an idiotic question, others should consider it carefully.

"Professor Wang, I think this issue is the one that our 1.3 billion people should think about most," hundreds of pairs of eyes glanced at the speaker. Ling Tian also took a look and saw that it was Tian Hao who stood up and faced many people.

Ling Tian was surprised that there was no stage fright at all. People who had never experienced such a scene would definitely be nervous when facing it for the first time.

"Oh, go on," Wang Xue listened, Okitahao nodded and said, "I think since modern China, the thousands of years of ancient Chinese culture are leaving our field of vision little by little, and now we are more

What is more important is not inheriting ancient culture, but remembering ancient culture. But perhaps it is the need for progress. Compared with the modern culture passed down from the West, ancient culture can no longer make us progress in the eyes of more people today, so many people no longer

"Re-accept ancient culture." Tian Hao analyzed endlessly, "Very good, not bad. It seems that you have thought about this issue seriously. Does anyone else have any ideas?" Wang Xue said to Tian Hao with approval.

"Professor Wang, I think today's China has inherited ancient culture." A clear female voice sounded in front of her. The melodious voice is always attractive, especially men, so they turned to the place where the voice came from as a conditioned reflex.

Since it's Kexin... Lingtian and Kexin are no longer in the same class, so after Lingtian and Kexin separated at school, they haven't seen her yet. She didn't expect this unruly girl to express her opinions. Let's wait and see.

After seeing Wang Xue's signal to continue, Ke Xin continued, "Today, ancient Chinese literature has been very lonely, but this is not something we have abandoned. On the contrary, I think we in China are continuing to inherit ancient culture, although the effect is not very ideal.

, but we are indeed doing it, and I think the reason for the decline of ancient literature today is caused by historical faults. The so-called historical faults mainly refer to the more than 100 years from the invasion of China by the Eight-Power Allied Forces to the establishment of the People's Republic of China. During this period,

China has been in the flames of war, survival is still difficult, and the destruction of culture can be imagined."

"Pah! Pah! Pah!" Under the leadership of Wang Xue, everyone gave a thunderous applause to this heroic beauty. "Very good, very insightful speech. Historical faults are indeed a major factor in the decline of Chinese civilization.

In terms of aspects, this classmate answered very well, "Wang Xue admired Kexin's remarks very much. Being able to consider it from a historical perspective is a hundred times better than those who shout that ancient culture is outdated all day long.

Kexin finished it and said to Tian Hao next to her: "I'm better than you hehe..."

The atmosphere has opened up, and many students are participating in the discussion. Ling Tian looks at the impassioned students in front of him, and feels a surge of excitement in his heart.

The discussion has lasted for more than 2 hours, without even a break. One by one, the students discussed ancient Chinese culture from all aspects. There is nothing new in the speeches now, and many of them are the same remarks repeated before.

He shook his head and Wang Xue happened to see this action.

"That classmate, please come out and express your views on the loneliness of ancient Chinese culture." Wang Xue pointed in the direction of Ling Tian and shouted. Ling Tian heard that he looked left and right in the direction of Wang Xue's finger.

"No need to look, it's you" Wang Xue pointed at Ling Tian again

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, then stood up slowly. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him. Ke Xin, Tian Hao, Zhang Lingling, and Liu Feifei, who was sitting next to Ling Tian, ​​also looked at Liu Feifei who was sitting next to Ling Tian and felt happy, thinking to herself.

This kid is going to be embarrassed again. I don’t know why Liu Feifei hates Ling Tian so much. Fatty Lin also thinks that Ling Tian is finished. Only Zhao Linger is looking forward to his speech. She has a good impression of Ling Tian from the first sight.

Ling Tian was also very interested in the inheritance of Chinese culture, so he did not refuse.

Ling Tian left his seat. He didn't want to stand there stupidly. He walked slowly and said, "I believe everyone knows that starting from the contention of a hundred schools of thought in the Spring and Autumn Period, various cultures in China began to develop rapidly, whether it is the way of Confucius or Laozi.

, Zhuangzi's studies, etc., are all inclusive and inseparable from the two words "elegance". In the following two thousand years of Chinese culture, no matter how the culture progresses, a careful appreciation will always be inseparable from the two words "elegance" and "elegance".

The embodiment of words in literature is like an article. No matter how happy or sad the meaning is, the words and sentences are very implicit. This is called blandness. In addition to being implicit, the whole article is also neat and tidy, which can also be said to be a piece of writing.

This kind of melody, such as from the Book of Songs in the Spring and Autumn Period to the biographies of the Ming Dynasty, is the so-called elegance."

After a pause, Ling Tian looked at the students who were listening attentively, and continued, "The same is true in other aspects, such as how to behave in society. China is known as a country of etiquette. Isn't etiquette the embodiment of elegance? And what is the golden mean that has been passed down to this day?

Moderation? Isn't it just to adopt an impartial and balanced attitude in dealing with others? Isn't this the expression of 'indifferent'?"

"In today's China, the people's thinking has been based on reality and has fundamentally changed. Of course, human beings are constantly changing. This is not wrong in itself. What is wrong is that history has caused cultural faults and cultural faults.

, Modern scholars have learned lessons from abroad for the development of China. In just 100 years, the new culture has taken root here because of the promotion of the country. Of course, there is no right or wrong in this. They are all done for the development of the country."

"What I want to tell you here is that the charm of Chinese ancient studies is far beyond your imagination. If you can have a little experience of real ancient studies, I guarantee that you will find it incredible."

Just as Ling Tian was about to continue speaking, the bell of the Millennium Forum suddenly rang, "Oh, the lecture is over, then forget it,"

"Hey, go ahead, we're not in a hurry," the students who were listening in a trance saw that Ling Tian was going to stop talking, and many people shouted to continue, "Don't be in a hurry, I'm hungry, bye" Ling Tian was pissed.

He ran away...

"Hey, hey...that classmate, wait a minute," Wang Xue shouted excitedly, but Ling Tian ignored him and continued to run forward, and Wang Xue also chased after him.

As for Fatty Lin, Liu Feifei, and Ke Xin, these people were full of inconceivability. They didn't come back to their senses for a while. Although Zhao Ling'er didn't think Ling Tian was a waste, Ling Tian's speech was really beyond his expectation. Ling Tian just ran to

On the playground, Wang Xue caught up with him

"Hey, kid, why are you running so fast? You're afraid that my old man will eat you," Wang Xue said panting.

"Professor Wang, are you okay?"

"Your boy has studied ancient literature more thoroughly than I do. I really want to sit down and talk about ancient literature with you. Unfortunately, I have to rush back to the capital to deal with things. This is my business card. When I arrive in the capital, I will be drinking and talking with you.

"After speaking, he handed a gold-plated business card to Ling Tian.

Ling Tian took the business card, glanced at it and put it in his pocket, then turned and walked towards the teaching building.

"By the way, what's your name?" Professor Wang shouted

"Ling Tian" Ling Tian replied without looking back.

Professor Wang looked at Ling Tian's leaving figure and sighed in his heart: "This son's future is limitless. Isn't the golden carp just a thing in the pond? It will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm."

When Ling Tian arrived in the classroom, all the students looked at him, but the difference was that the disdainful eyes before were replaced by the admiring eyes now. Almost all the students in the class knew about Ling Tian's speech on the podium.

"Ling Tian, ​​the speech you just gave was so wonderful," Zhao Ling'er ran over excitedly and took Ling Tian's hand.

"Yes, Ling Tian, ​​no...Boss, you will be my boss from now on..." Ling Tian's wonderful speech conquered many students, including Fatty Lin.

"Hey...have you taken advantage of Ling'er enough to not let go?" Liu Feifei glared at Ling Tian.

Fatty Lin looked at Ling Tian and Zhao Ling'er with a look of disbelief on his face, because Zhao Ling'er's hand was still holding Ling Tian's, and Ling Tian was also holding Zhao Ling'er's hand, but due to excitement, both of them forgot that they were still holding hands.

Hearing Liu Feifei's words, Zhao Ling'er quickly let go of her hand, her face turned red, and Ling Tian was also very embarrassed.

"Ling Tian, ​​you don't seem to understand English very well. How about starting tomorrow, I will tutor you in English when I have time?" Zhao Ling'er said shyly.

"That's great. I'll trouble you, classmate Zhao." Ling Tian also knew that his English was very poor. After all, it would be good to have personal tutoring.

"You keep calling me classmate Zhao, which seems too foreign. From now on, just call me Ling'er."

"Okay, Ling'er"

Then they went to have dinner together and then went to the classroom for self-study in the evening. Usually there is no teacher for self-study in the evening. Zhao Ling'er also took advantage of this time to tutor Ling Tian in English. Seeing Ling Tian and Zhao Ling'er getting so close, some people expressed envy.

Some people also cast sympathetic glances at Ling Tian, ​​who learned very quickly. After a while, Ling Tian was able to translate a short passage. Zhao Ling'er also lamented that Ling Tian's learning ability was unparalleled.

"Ding..." The school bell rang.

"That's it for today, we will continue tomorrow. I'm going home." After saying that, she and Liu Feifei left together.

"Boss, I feel that Miss Zhao is interested in you, but let me remind you that Miss Zhao is a famous school beauty and there are many people chasing her. There is a bully named Young Master in one class who is also pursuing Miss Zhao.

The school is very powerful, and the family is also very powerful. Many of Zhao Mei's suitors were beaten to the point of missing arms and legs by you." Fatty Lin was very aware of Mr. Wang's cruelty. Once, Fatty Lin accidentally offended him.

Mr. Wang's little lover was beaten by his younger brother until he got out of bed for two months. The school also asked him to pay for his medical expenses. He couldn't do anything, so he paid for it himself.

Fatty Lin was really worried that Ling Tian would suffer the same fate as him. After getting along for a short time, he had already regarded Ling Tian as a friend.
Chapter completed!