The long scroll was unfolded, and the scholars in the building raised their eyes to look at it.
Professor Chen, who was sitting on the second floor drinking tea, put down his cup and looked at the poems in front of him. However, after just three breaths of reading, he froze in place. After coming back to his senses, he stood up suddenly and looked at several other poems.
Not long after, he sat down again, with a look of disappointment on his face, and murmured: "If the most talented man in Huaizhou is famous for these four poems, I am afraid that I will have to change my place to retire, otherwise I will be killed by that person in Beijing."
If these old guys know this, I wonder how they will laugh at me!"
After a while, many scholars who had read the poem were not shocked, but instead raised questions.
"Why does this poem seem more and more wrong the more I read it? 'Famous flowers make the whole country happy, and they are so beautiful that kings would smile' is indeed a good sentence that can be passed down through the ages, but the following sentence 'It just happens that the old road can accompany each other, and the time has passed.
Who loves pity? What is it written about?"
"Hey? Wouldn't it be better to put 'There is a beauty beyond compare' at the beginning of the sentence? Why is it placed in the neck couplet?"
"These sentences feel like they are forced together. It is really difficult to imagine the artistic conception. There is only an outline of the beauty. I can't tell what the author wants to express at all..."
"..."
Listening to the sounds coming from the building, Li Runsheng, who was drinking tea in the stands on the second floor, stopped laughing and became serious.
Dr. Cui, who was sitting next to him, shook his head and explained: "Mr. Li, I have already told you that these four poems are really average, and some of the sentences are even wrong. You...
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But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Li Runsheng: "Huh, no matter how bad the poems that I have revised are not good enough, it will not be your turn to preach!"
After saying that, he stood up, flicked his sleeves, and walked quickly downstairs.
Dr. Cui sighed and murmured: "But the subjects you teach are historical theory and policy theory, and this poem..."
"Okay, Brother Cui, let's have some tea." Dr. Han, who was sitting opposite, picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea.
Liu Long, who was standing on the high platform, became nervous. These four poems had all been revised by the teacher. Why were they so unsightly in the eyes of everyone? What should we do next?
The discussion in the audience became louder and louder, and some people even compared their own poems with Liu Long's, bluntly saying that these four poems were not well written.
At the critical moment, Li Runsheng stepped onto the stage and coughed twice against his lips.
When everyone saw that he had something to say, they immediately shut up. After all, it was not a good thing to leave a bad impression on Dr. Fu Xue.
"Everyone, these four poems are all about chanting the appearance of beautiful women. Just look at the literal meaning, there is no more profound meaning!" Li Runsheng explained with a frown.
Hearing this, Professor Chen suddenly turned his head and looked downstairs.
This is the first time he has heard that poetry has no deep meaning. So what is the author's purpose in writing poetry? How does one express feelings?
Just when Professor Chen was about to go downstairs to refute the other party, Lin Zican, who was standing next to Li Runsheng, clapped his hands excitedly: "Okay, Mr. Li said it well. It is true. Your thoughts are still too old. Sometimes you have to learn
To penetrate, you can’t always think about looking at the deeper meaning!”
Lin Zican didn't have any poetry in his eyes. He only knew that he had completed today's task by pushing Liu Lu to the position of the number one talent.
Thinking of this, he looked up upstairs again, but did not see Jiang Ran again, and became even more anxious.
The scholars standing in the audience looked suspicious. From childhood to adulthood, private school teachers have taught them that when reading poetry, they should not just look at the appearance, but also experience the artistic conception of the poem personally. How come it is different when they come to Dr. Li?
?
Even so, they did not dare to offend the doctor of government studies and the young master of the Lin family, so they could only calm down and wait for the next article.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Lin Zican waved his hand and decided: "Although I have no talent, I can tell at a glance that these four poems are masterpieces. It is not an exaggeration for Master Liu to be my number one talent in Huaizhou."
, Mr. Li, what do you think?"
Sure enough, the Lin family still wants to forcefully recommend the number one talent!
The building became completely quiet, and the scholars were venting their dissatisfaction in this way.
But Li Runsheng didn't care so much. He smiled a little devilishly and was about to make an announcement when he was interrupted by a voice from upstairs.
"I dare to ask Mr. Liu, if you deceive the world and steal your reputation today, aren't you afraid of falling even worse in the future?" A charming figure walked down the stairs on the second floor. She was smiling, behaved dignifiedly, and her fluttering skirt made her look like a fairy.
The overall temperament is completely brought out.
When Liu Hao heard Jiang Ran's voice, he felt a chill in his back. He found that the other party was staring at him, and he lowered his head with a guilty conscience, and a trace of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Seeing that the person who interrupted him was a brothel girl, Li Runsheng said angrily: "How dare you, a brothel servant, have the right to stand here, let alone a student who slandered me!"
Jiang Ran looked indifferent, like a lotus flower that was not stained by the dust, and smiled: "The little girl has already left her lowly family and is doing business in the building just to make a living. As for the slander that the Lord just said, you have to ask Mr. Liu
Only then did I know.”
Hearing this, Li Runsheng turned around and looked at Liu Long, lowered his voice and asked: "What on earth is going on?"
Liu Hao's hands were shaking violently, he kept swallowing saliva, and thoughts were flying in his mind.
If he admitted at this time that he had plagiarized other people's works, he would not only be cast aside by all the scholars, but he would also bear the wrath of Li Runsheng.
Thinking of this, he felt cruel and gritted his teeth and said: "Teacher Qi, this Jiang Ran has pestered me many times and asked me to welcome her, but the student only wants fame and service to the court, and has no personal relationship with his children.
I have explained to her several times, but who would have thought that this woman would resort to such means to frame me. These four poems were all written by students, and there is no theory of theft. I hope the teacher will understand clearly!"
As soon as Liu Lu opened his mouth, Lin Zican saw through his lie. After all, Jiang Ran even rejected himself, how could he betray him!
However, he knew that he and Liu Lu were now on the same front. He took a small step forward, grinned and said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect Miss Jiang to be such a proactive person. Since Mr. Liu doesn't like you,
How about marrying me? I guarantee that you will be popular and prosperous in the future, hahahaha!"
Li Runsheng was a little confused. After thinking about it, he still stood firmly on Liu Long's side. He snorted coldly, pointed at Jiang Ran and said: "Quickly retreat. If you keep talking nonsense, you will not be lenient!"
Jiang Ran took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the quiet crowd, and said: "On the twelfth day of last month, Liu Long came to the little girl's home... In the end, Mr. Tang forced him back with four single sentences.
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After listening to Jiang Ran's explanation, combined with Liu Long's crazy talk when he met Dr. Cui that day, Li Runsheng finally knew the truth of the matter, but Liu Long is now his student. The student is deceiving the world and stealing his reputation. As a teacher, he
He will definitely be criticized by the world.
The current plan can only lead to one mistake.
Li Runsheng clenched his hands into fists, showing a majestic look, and said: "That's nonsense. Liu Lu was clearly with me that morning. You are a woman who does not abide by women's ethics and is full of lies. According to the laws of Ningguo, you should be tortured!"
Seeing this, Liu Lu showed joy, took two steps forward, and looked like he had been greatly wronged: "Jiang Ran, although I, Liu Lu, come from a poor family, I am still a gentleman. How can you slander me like this?"
At this moment, a voice came from the door: "Really? A gentleman who deceives the world and steals his reputation?"