Chapter 357 The relationship between literati and chrysanthemum
A group of people came to the classroom in large numbers and grabbed a large number of seats in the back row. After Li Yundong sat down, he suddenly found Ruan Hongling sitting in the back row. Li Yundong couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you come to this kind of class? You
Aren’t you a freshman?”
Ruan Hongling said slowly: "I always felt that something was going to happen to you, so I came to watch the fun. "
Li Yundong was so depressed that he vomited blood. He rolled his eyes at Ruan Hongling, and then said to the little foxes sitting in the back row: "If you dare to cause trouble, no one will be allowed to have dinner when you go back!"
The little foxes were startled, and they all sat upright with their mouths closed tightly.
Feng Na has always been curious about the relationship between so many beauties and Li Yundong. When she saw that these beautiful women were extremely well-behaved as soon as Li Yundong opened his mouth, she couldn't help but ask: "Li Yundong, have you been selling people these days? Where did you get so many?
Beauty? You can open a modeling agency!"
Li Yundong raised his head and said haha: "My old man is very charming, but I was attracted by him myself!"
Feng Na couldn't believe it, so she turned around and asked the little foxes: "What is your relationship with him?"
The little foxes were so frightened by Li Yundong that they didn't dare to speak. They all shook their heads like rattles. When Feng Na saw them shaking their heads, she thought they didn't dare to speak. She felt sour in her heart and said bitterly: "If you don't say it, don't say it, Li Yundong."
Li Yundong, you are too spendthrift, aren't you?"
Li Yundong coughed twice and thought to himself: Huamao, have you ever seen Hua become a virgin like me?
He didn't want to continue to argue with Feng Na on this topic. At this time, the teacher happened to come in, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "The teacher is here, let's go to class."
Feng Na chuckled and said: "Did you bring your textbook to your big-headed class? No? Where's the notebook? No, right? Where's the pen?"
Li Yundong smiled coquettishly and said: "President, please show your respect. It's time for the teacher to teach! Didn't you see that the classroom is already full?"
Only then did Feng Na notice that the large classroom was already full, and even the aisles were full of people. She was startled: "Why are there so many people?"
Li Yundong also laughed and said: "If we sell standing tickets, I'm afraid we can make a huge fortune!"
Feng Na smiled and said: "You can make a lot of money selling tickets! However, I guess most of them are for you!"
Li Yundong looked around and saw many people looking at him constantly. He couldn't help but smile and said: "One day I can't survive anymore. If I open an exhibition hall by myself, I won't starve to death."
Feng Na covered her mouth and smiled and said: "That's great, remember to call me, I will help you collect tickets and promote it."
Li Yundong suddenly felt something in his heart. He thought: By the way, Feng Na can come and help with the teahouse I opened. Do you want to tell her?
Li Yundong thought for a while and said to himself: Let's talk about it later. What if we lose money then? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?
The teacher who walked into the classroom at this time was also startled by the classroom full of students. He couldn't help but get excited: I have been in class for so many years, how many times has it not been sparse, and many students ran away in the middle? What?
There were so many people there at that time? It was really packed today!
What is happiness? Happiness is when cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights monsters every day!
Doesn't a teacher's happiness come from expecting a crowd of students to listen to his class every day?
The teacher in the classical literature class was named Hua. He was an old scholar with a full head of hair. He was so excited that his blood surged all over his body, as if the youth he had not seen for many years had returned to his body.
Teacher Hua coughed on the podium and said excitedly: "Students, let's start class now..."
The students below the general stage were chattering and whispering to each other, as if they hadn't seen him at all.
Teacher Hua immediately sat down, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said a little louder: "Classmates, class is on!"
But not only did the sound below not decrease, it actually got louder!
Teacher Hua heard clearly from above, and saw some of the girls chirping: "Hey, who is Li Yundong?"
"Well, there's the tenth one in the back row. Can't you recognize it? It's so easy to recognize. He's the one sitting among a bunch of beauties!"
"Ah, it's true! This time I can see a real person. I didn't even get a clear look at the rostrum last time, but I heard that he objected to us eating shit..."
"Ah, you're the one eating shit!"
Teacher Hua felt so depressed. He thought to himself: Are there so many students here just for my class? Are they all here for Li Yundong?
This hurts your self-esteem too much, right?
Teacher Hua felt as if someone had poured cold water on the passionate fire in his heart, which made his heart feel cold. But then he thought again and thought: No, what does a teacher do? Isn’t it just to teach students?
Huh? The more this happens, the more I have to educate these students!
Teacher Hua regained her confidence on the podium and thought to herself: I don't believe that the content of my lectures can't attract you.
He didn't care about the noise in the audience, and started lecturing with a wireless microphone. The sound of the lecture was so loud that it made the students in the audience grin. They covered their ears and said one after another: "Damn, today's teacher
Are you taking medicine or cheating? Are you talking so loudly?"
At that moment, some students shouted loudly: "Teacher, your voice is too loud, we can't stand it!"
Teacher Hua said leisurely on the podium: "If I don't make a little noise, how can I overshadow you?"
The students under the podium burst into laughter. After a while, the order in the classroom was indeed much better.
When Teacher Hua saw this, he immediately became energetic and tried his best to teach on the podium, but his lectures were all over the place and foaming at the mouth.
Li Yundong didn't want to attend the class, he just came to make a name for himself so that he wouldn't miss too many classes and be expelled, which would be a big injustice.
Being fired is a trivial matter. When the time comes, my parents will lose their monthly relief fund, and I have no income. If I lose money in business, I will have no way out. I really have no choice but to take care of myself.
The big and small foxes went to the circus.
Li Yundong was in a trance as he listened in his seat, but it was the first time for the little foxes to take this kind of class. They felt very excited and sat upright, just like attending a class given by an old teacher in a private school.
Teacher Hua was condescending on the podium. He could clearly see who was listening carefully, who was talking nonsense, who was putting on makeup, and who was sending text messages. He thought to himself: It’s rare that these girls are so beautiful and so serious in class. It’s so rare!
Teacher Hua seemed to be encouraged, and he spoke harder and harder. When he got to the exciting points, he really recited poetry casually, shook his head, and looked a bit like an old gentleman who went to a private school.
Although Su Chan had taken several such classes with Li Yundong, she had always envied Li Yundong for being able to attend such a university, so she listened very carefully, especially when the teacher stood on the podium and began to talk about "ancient literati"
When asked the question "Relationship with Flowers", she listened with great interest.
Li Yundong saw that Su Chan was listening so absorbedly, so he smiled and tapped her arm with his elbow: "Hey, does it sound so good?"
Su Chan chuckled: "That sounds great! It's a lot of experience!"
At this time, the teacher on the podium was talking about lotus flowers, talking about the relationship between literati and chrysanthemums, and talking about the chrysanthemum chanting works of Tao Yuanming, Lu You and other famous writers. When it came to interest, he simply shook his head and recited a poem.
: "Autumn silk wraps around the house like a Taoist house, winding all over the fence and gradually slanting. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. If these flowers are in full bloom, there will be no flowers."
Li Yundong suddenly laughed when he heard him reciting with great enthusiasm. He smiled mischievously and said to Su Chan: "By the way, do you know why these literati love chanting chrysanthemums?"
Su Chan confidently said: "Of course I know, do you think your little girl is uneducated? Chrysanthemum is fresh and elegant, with a noble temperament. It is the flower of a gentleman. Therefore, ancient literati used chrysanthemum as a metaphor for themselves to show their nobility.
and a gentleman’s heart.”
Li Yundong chuckled and shook his head: "No, no, that's a big fallacy!"
Su Chan opened her mouth wide and asked in confusion: "Ah? That's not right? What's the reason?"
Li Yundong smiled and said: "Why do literati love chrysanthemums?"
Su Chan blinked: "Why?"
Li Yundong said carefully and seriously: "Because they all have heavy tastes!"
As soon as Li Yundong finished speaking, Feng Na next to him couldn't help laughing.
As soon as she laughed out loud, she immediately felt something was wrong, so she quickly covered her mouth, turned her head to the side, suppressed her laughter, and shrugged her shoulders.
Li Yundong sneered with a smile on his face: "Classmate Feng Na, you actually understand? You don't have a light taste!"
Feng Na laughed so hard that her stomach ached, so she couldn't care less about arguing with Li Yundong.
Su Chan was confused, her eyes were straight, and she kept thinking about Li Yundong's words: Why do literati love chrysanthemums because they have strong taste? What is the truth?
Feng Na's previous laughter seemed very abrupt in the classroom. Teacher Hua on the podium looked very unhappy. He secretly said: You girl, why are you so unruly in class? Look at the girls behind you, there are so many of them.
Clever?
Teacher Hua felt unhappy. After he finished reciting the chrysanthemum poem, he asked: "Does any of you classmates know whose poem I just recited and what its name is?"
Many students below the stage were peeking at Li Yundong and the beauties beside him from time to time. Some were catching up on their sleep, some were playing with their mobile phones, and others were putting on makeup. However, few were listening to the class.
The classroom was quiet at that time, and almost everyone looked at each other. In addition, this poem was relatively out of the way, so no one knew the origin of this poem.
Teacher Hua snorted and thought to himself: You guys are not good students if you don't listen to the class seriously. Look at the seriousness of those at the back. You can tell at a glance that you are a good student. They must know it!
After finishing speaking, Teacher Hua pointed at the little foxes in the back row and said: "The fifth student from the right in the back row, please stand up."
Li Yundong was stunned. He looked back and saw that the fifth student from the right sitting in the back row was a little fox from the Huchan sect. The little fox looked at Li Yundong first, and then stood up with a confused look on his face.
He looked at the teacher blankly.
Teacher Hua asked kindly: "Classmate, do you know the origin of this poem?"
The little fox thought to himself: I do know, but the boss didn’t let us talk before!
Then she shook her head.
Teacher Hua was greatly shocked. He looked depressed and pointed at a little fox next to her: "What about you? Do you know?"
Another little fox also stood up. Seeing that her senior sister had not spoken before, and of course she could not speak, she also shook her head like a gourd.
Teacher Hua was so depressed that he called out the little foxes next to them one by one, but they all shook their heads in disgust!
Teacher Hua was angry and couldn't help shouting: "How come you don't know anything about it? How do you do class? Look at how beautiful you all are, but how come your heads are so empty!"
Feeling aggrieved in their hearts, the little foxes secretly thought: We are not your students! We know, but the master doesn’t let us say anything!
Teacher Hua was furious on the podium and was out of breath. Su Chan secretly complained in the audience. She thought to herself: Teacher, when you scold my fellow teachers and sisters, isn’t it equivalent to scolding me? You scold me.
It doesn't matter, isn't it Yundong who just beat around the bush and scolded me again? He is our leader. If we are scolded, his face will be tarnished. No, I have to fight for Yundong's reputation!
When Su Chan thought of this, everything else was forgotten. She stretched out her hand and said loudly: "Teacher, I know!"
Li Yundong was startled and pulled her: "Hey, don't talk nonsense."
Teacher Hua saw Li Yundong's action and immediately shouted: "Classmate Li Yundong, if you don't say it yourself, why don't you let other students say it?"
Li Yundong couldn't laugh or cry. He wanted to say: She is my girlfriend, not a student here...
But when he saw that the teacher was angry, he said these words, and there might be some trouble, so he swallowed his words again.
Teacher Hua pointed at Su Chan and said loudly: "This student, don't be afraid, stand up and answer the questions loudly."
Seeing that Li Yundong no longer stopped her, Su Chan jumped up and said loudly: "This poem was written by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty, and its name is "Chrysanthemum"!"
Everyone in the classroom looked at Su Chan and started talking about it for a while.
Teacher Hua felt relieved: Someone finally knew the origin of his grandfather's poem. It's not easy!
Teacher Hua's face was full of joy. Seeing that Su Chan answered without thinking, he decided to test her again and asked: "Then do you know why ancient literati loved chrysanthemums?"
When Li Yundong heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He opened his mouth wide and said to himself: No way, is it such a coincidence?
When Su Chan heard this, she thought, ha, isn't this the question Yundong asked just now?
The little girl was happy with her brows, she was outspoken and said loudly without thinking: "Because they all have heavy tastes!!"