Chapter 64: 1 old song

　　 was dissatisfied with Yu Yu's explanation, everyone was waiting for him to give a satisfactory answer. Even if you admit your mistakes, you have to correct your attitude, otherwise you don’t appear to be sincere, and it means that you have blasphemed the word. It's really annoying. This is not only a disrespect for the poet, and no concealment of one's ignorance, but also an insult to talented scholars.
　　 Yu Yu feels a bit big!
"I've said long ago that a wild breed in the country who only knows people can be in the elegant hall? Humph." Shi Mutian's low sneer obviously didn't mean to hide it. In fact, the voice is not too small, because He did not lower his voice to express his opinion.
　　 can make Yu Yu embarrassed, this is what he wants to do the most!
　　Professor obviously ignored Shi Mutian's meaning. Yu Yu knew that this professor was a truly knowledgeable person with profound cultural background. Naturally, these two brushes are not good enough to show off in front of her, and I dare not explain too much. This is how the horse's feet are exposed. The more you say, the more mistakes!
　　 Fu Linghua looked at Yu Yu slyly, as if to say that when you were caught, now it depends on what you do.
　　 It's hard to ride a tiger, Yu Yu can't help but sigh up to the sky, my God, I didn't expect to dig a hole and bury himself.
"Brother Yu, I really don’t understand, so I can tell the professor. As far as concealing ignorance, being honest is more virtuous." Seeing Yu Yu standing there stupidly and not knowing how to answer, the pain of classmates waiting is impatient. Wait, naturally no one knows that this poem is written by Yu Yu. Therefore, Xue Ziling smiled indifferently at Yu Yu.
Others nodded their heads in agreement, but Li Xinrui's eyes looked a little weird and confused. Her beautiful and bright eyes were filled with an unpredictable smell of thinking, and she seemed to be hesitating. Yu Yu explained, her heart trembled for no reason.
　　 Does this person really understand?
　　 Li Xinrui had more contact with Yu Yu than the others. Although Fu Linghua was more straightforward, they obviously never exchanged views on academic issues when they were together. Yu Yu neither had the enlightenment to exchange learning experiences with a beautiful woman, nor did she have the idea of ​​showing her talents with anyone.
　　 In fact, he was convinced that he was just a silk, and it was a serious matter to be able to mix silver. As for fame, he couldn't be eaten, and it seemed that it didn't matter whether he wanted it or not.
"You have something in your heart, and you don't seem to want to talk more. Why is that?" The female professor seemed to be a little unhappy, but she didn't mean to be angry, but the indifferentness seemed uncomfortable in Yu Yu's eyes. In the indifferent indifference, It is full of dissatisfaction with him, or disapproval of a student's attitude.
　　 Yu Yu knew that he had to say something anyway to get through. When he was helpless, he had to say, "Traceful words, both men and women can create, but helpless, as some people say, I am a vulgar person, and it is true to the kind of words and music such as flowers before the moon, the courtyard at dusk, and tears. I'm not very good at it, so the students can't tell for a while, so I explain it like that."
　　 "Strong words are unreasonable" Shi Mutian sneered and stood up and said, "Professor, students have something to say!"
　　Professor was very happy. "Courage is commendable. If you have any words, let's talk about it. Not only you, but every student present can speak actively. I am very happy to see it."
I don’t know whether it was the encouragement of the professor or Shi Mutian’s long-standing grievances. He started from the history of poetry since the founding of Yan State, and then analyzed the differences and similarities between bold and graceful words, and finally talked about literature and poetry. , History and other issues delivered a very good lecture, and then concluded
"Yu Yu's so-called not good at graceful words is just a pretense. He is looking for a fig leaf for his ignorance. However, he is very ignorant, and this fig leaf is transparent. It exposes his ignorance and vulgarity. People who only know how to fight and kill, he is even qualified to live in the same room with us children who have been taught by the masters for many years. It is really our shame. At the same time, it is also the unwiseness of some people!"
　　 Yu Yu also stood there. There was no one around him. The front, back, left and right were empty. He stood alone in the back corner of the classroom, like a child who had been forgotten for a long time.
　　 Yu Yu did not respond. He was blaming himself for not writing such a poem to Rongniang, and writing a less famous poem casually, wouldn't it be over? But after listening to Shi Mutian’s words, and then looking at the critical and questioning gazes that other classmates cast at him, his expression began to become funny. He wanted to laugh, but he didn’t know if he should laugh, he wanted to get angry, but again. It seemed that there was no reason to make him angry.
Shi Mutian glanced at Yu Yu coldly. He thought that Yu Yu should be very annoyed and ashamed at this time, but when he saw Yu Yu, he was shocked for no reason. Why is this person so calm? Is he all deaf?
　　 Shi Mutian gritted his teeth and finally said, "Yu Yu, you should apologize to us, for your ignorance, for your vulgarity, to us, to the professor?"
　　Fu Linghua just wanted to stand up, was pulled by Li Xinrui, and Fu Linghua stared at Li Xinrui with big eyes, eyes full of questions. Li Xinrui shook her head and said softly, "Girls, it's always good to be more reserved!"
　　 Fu Linghua blushed, lowered his head, glanced at Yu Yu secretly, secretly worried, but couldn't find a better way.
　　 "Brother Xue, what do you think of my proposal?" After speaking, Shi Mutian looked at Xue Ziling who was sitting not far away and cast a questioning glance.
　　 "If you want to apologize, it doesn't have to be the case. The main reason is to recognize your own mistakes. It's just that Brother Yu just said that he was a little rash." Xue Ziling smiled slightly, looked at Yu Yu, and said slowly.
"Isn't it just a sentence? Since the teacher said it is a good word, Yu Yu, you have to admit it wrong. In the first place, it is not a shame to not have that ability. It is not always possible that everyone can write words. If you can go to battle and kill the enemy, that's a man!" Chi Weihua looked at Yu Yu, and said impatiently.
　　 "Be quiet, you kid don't want to stay in the college next year?" Zuo Xiaoyong hurriedly punched his sleeve and whispered.
　　According to the rules of the institution, the students of the institution have annoyed the professor, and in serious cases they will be expelled from the institution. Obviously, Chi Weihua's words look down on the meaning of poetry.
　　 "Everyone has said it, but the polite words are not good. Obviously Yu Yu is very good at the bold and unrestrained faction." A young generation nobleman sitting next to Shi Mutian laughed.
"Yes, maybe the bold words are well written, isn't it, Yu Yu" Someone started, and watching the teacher on the stage didn't mean to stop, the children who didn't see Yu Yu in their early days started taking turns. The cynicism. You say a word to me, just like an adult criticizing a child who made a mistake in his own family.
　　 Yu Yu looked at the people coldly, without speaking.
After all, this is a classroom, and the students' mischief is also limited. The professor is still standing on it, watching their performance quietly. Although there is great interest in watching the mountains, the students are no longer new people, knowing The teachers in the college have a weird temper, and God knows what Professor Su is thinking.
"Yu Yu, it seems that if you don't give everyone a satisfactory answer, it must be impossible. I heard that your calligraphy is good. The so-called ten thousand methods are one school. Since your calligraphy is good, you must be able to write some words and sentences. Write a poem, let's see the horizon?" The professor glanced at the crowd and looked at Yu Yudao.
　　 "Since you don't like grace and courage, it's okay to be bold and unrestrained. Just now Shi Mutian understands what he said." After thinking about it, the professor added.
　　 Naturally, no one believes that Yu Yu can really make any decent words. He couldn't identify such a good word just now, let alone make a poem by himself?
　　 Shi Mutian looked at Yu Yu in a gleeful manner, with a smug smile on his face. Xue Ziling still looked like he was not arrogant or rash, but there was some waiting in his eyes. Yu Yu knew that waiting also contained a different flavor.
　　 Yu Yu coldly scanned the laughable people in the hall, and slowly said, "Man Jiang Hong? Angrily rushes to the crown":
　　 rushed into the crown, lean on the railing, rested in the rain. Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement. Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles, clouds and moon. Don't wait any longer, the young head is white, empty and sad!
　　Jingkang shame, still not snowing; when the courtiers hate, when will it die! Drive a long car and cross the Helan Mountain. Aspirations hungry for Hulu meat, laughed and thirst for Xiongnu blood. Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que! "
　　Quiet, quiet, deadly quiet!
　　 Many people still have stiff smiles on their faces. Xue Ziling's complexion suddenly became ugly. Since he was a child, he was conceited with both civil and military skills. He was only crowned in the world at the age of ten. However, when facing this poem, he began to feel that he had become a joke before. He has made countless poems ~EbookFREE.me~ But together, how can it be worth the weight of this poem?
　　 Shi Mutian's face was dusty, and his expression that could not be described made him look like an alive clown. After showing off in front of others, he finally slapped himself in the face.
　　 Professor Su was horrified. As a cultural professor at a university, she can naturally judge the pros and cons of a poem. Undoubtedly this is a wonderful word she has never seen before. As a bold and unrestrained word, it is no problem to rank among the top ten in Yan Country.
　　 He really did it? It seems that this is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. Thirty fame of dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon, don't wait for leisure, white youth head, empty and sad. How can a teenager feel this way, thirty years? How old is he?
　　Also, Jing Kang shame? what is this? An allusion? I do not know how?
Professor 　　 was shocked! No one dared to break the professor's silence. Shi Mutian's heavy breathing was real.
Fu Linghua's small face is like a blooming peach blossom, delicate, fresh and charming, her eyebrows are bent into crescent shape, and the ghostly spit out her tongue at Yu Yu and made a grimace. Li Xinrui also seemed to realize it. , I thought how could I forget his song "Man Jiang Hong". At the time, I thought he copied it from nowhere, but today it seems that he did it himself.
　　 was silent for a long time, and Professor Su recovered his calm just now. "I didn't expect that there was a guy sitting in my class. This phrase is amazing!"
Shi Mutian, who just wanted to say that this word was plagiarism, found that everyone seemed to have their heads buried, afraid to look directly at the professor above, nor to look at Yu Yu again. He suddenly found that his sky had turned gray. An unprecedented humiliation made his depressed chest become stuffy, and his eyes turned black. With a wow, a mouthful of blood came out!