Chapter 357: The relationship between literati and chrysanthemum (first)

A group of people came to the classroom in a mighty way, grabbed a large seat in the back row. After Li Yundong sat down, he suddenly found that Qi Hongling was also sitting in the back row. Li Yundong could not help but wonder: "How come you come to this class? You Not a freshman?"
Qi Hongling said slowly: "I always feel that you are going to have an accident, so I am going to have a good time."
Li Yundong was depressed and vomiting blood. He turned over a big white eye of Hong Ling, and then said to the little foxes sitting in the back row: "If you dare to make trouble, no one will be allowed to go to dinner!"
The little foxes were shocked, one by one and they were sitting in a tight position, their mouths closed tightly.
Feng Na has been very curious about the relationship between so many beautiful women and Li Yundong. When she saw Li Yundong’s opening, these people were so cute that she couldn’t help but ask:
Li Yundong, have you sold people these days? How come so much? Beauty? You can go to the model company!"
Li Yundong hit his head and said, "I am very attractive to the elderly, and they are upside down!"
Where did Feng Na believe, he turned his face and asked the little foxes: "What is your relationship with him?"
The little foxes were scared by Li Yundong, where they dared to speak, and their heads shook their heads like lang drums. Feng Na saw them shaking their heads and thought they were afraid to say that their hearts were sour and shouted: "If you don't say, don't say, Li Yundong, Li Yundong, can you spend too much?"
Li Yundong coughed twice, and his heart said: Hua Mao, have you seen a virgin like Huacheng?
He also did not want to continue to entangle with Feng Na on this topic. At this time, the teacher also came in. He quickly opened the topic and said: "The teacher is coming, class is going to class."
Feng Na screamed and smiled: "On your big ghost class, have you brought a textbook? No? Notebook? No, right? Pen?"
Li Yundong’s smile said:
When the president is an adult, your old man will raise your hand. The teacher should be in class! Have you not seen the classroom full?

Feng Na only noticed that the big classroom was already full of people. Even the aisles were full of people. She was shocked: "How are so many people?"
Li Yundong also smiled: "If this is a station ticket, I am afraid I can make a big fortune!"
Feng Na smiled and said: "This can also make a lot of money to sell tickets! However, I guess most of them are coming to you!"
When Li Yundong looked around, he saw many people looking at him from time to time. He couldn’t help but smile: "When I can’t keep going, I will open an exhibition hall myself, but I will not die."
Feng Na smiled and said: "That's good, remember to call me, I will help you collect tickets and promote."
Li Yundong suddenly moved in the heart, he thought: Right, the tea room I opened, Feng Na can help, do you want to tell her?
Li Yundong thought for a moment and said secretly: Do you still have to say it for a while, in case you lose money? Was it a shame to be thrown home?
At this time, the teacher who walked into the classroom was shocked by the students in the classroom. He couldn't help but get excited: When he had been in class for so many years, which time was not sparse, and many students ran away in the middle? When did you actually have so many people? Today, this is really packed!
What is happiness? Happiness is that cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Altman beat monsters every day!
Isn’t the teacher’s happiness just expecting the students from the audience to listen to their classes every day?
The teacher of the classical literature class, surnamed Hua, is an old scholar who is full of Huafa. He is so excited that he is full of blood, like the youth that has not seen for many years and returns to his own body.
Teacher Hua coughed on the podium and excitedly said: "Students, we are starting classes now..."
The students under the stage were stunned and whispered, as if they had not seen him at all.
Teacher Hua suddenly took the wax. He was stunned and slightly louder. He said, "Classmates, class!"
The sound below can not only be reduced, but it is even bigger!
Teacher Hua heard it clearly. I saw some of the girls swearing: "Hey, which one is Li Yundong?"
"That, there are a number ten in the back row, you can't recognize it? It's too good to recognize, the one who sits among a bunch of beautiful women!"
"Ah, really! This is a real person. I didn't know what was on the podium last time. I heard him against us eating..."
"Oh, you only eat!"
This teacher is depressed in the heart of his heart. He said: "Don't be so many students, don't you come to class?" Do you dare to come to Li Yundong?
Is this too hurtful and self-respecting?
Teacher Hua only felt that the passionate flame in his heart seemed to be poured into a cold water by the head of the person. The heart was pulled out of the cold, but he thought about it and thought: No, what is the teacher doing? Isn't it about educating students? The more I do, the better I have to educate these students!
Teacher Hua regained confidence on the podium, and said: I don't believe that the content of my lectures will not attract you.
Regardless of the noise of the audience, he started the lecture with a wireless microphone. The voice of the lecture was loud and loud. The students who stabbed the audience were screaming. They licked their ears and said: "I rely on, today, the teacher. Is this taking medicine or hanging up? Is this so loud?"
There are students at the moment: "Teacher, your voice is too loud, we can't stand it!"
Teacher Hua said on the podium: "I don't ring a bit, how can I overwhelm you?"
The students under the podium laughed, and after a while, the order in the classroom was much better.
When Teacher Hua saw the situation, he suddenly came to the spirit. He tried hard to lecture at the podium. He only talked about the sky and the mouth.
Li Yundong didn't want to attend classes. He just came to hang up a name, lest he had to skip too many classes, and when he was fired, it would be big.
It’s a small matter to be fired. When the parents broke the monthly relief money, they didn’t enter the grain. If they had to make a loss, it’s a little retreat. I really have to bring it. The foxes of the size went to the circus.
Li Yundong listened to the world in his seat. The little foxes were the first time to take this class. They felt very excited. They were sitting in danger, just like the class of the old gentleman.
Teacher Hua is condescending on the podium. Whoever listens carefully, who is talking about small words, who is making makeup, who is texting, naturally can see clearly at a glance, he secretly said: It is rare that these girls are so beautiful in class, so rare. !
Teacher Hua seems to have been encouraged to speak more and more hard. When it comes to the excitement, it is really a slap in the face, shaking his head, and really a bit of a private sir.
Although Su Shi has also had several classes with Li Yundong, she has always envied Li Yundong to come to such a big school, so she also listened very seriously, especially when the teacher stood on the podium and began to talk about "ancient literati. When she talked about the relationship with flowers, she even listened with gusto.
When Li Yundong saw Su Shi listening so fascinated, he smiled and rubbed her arm with his elbow: "Hey, is it so nice?"
Su Shi smiled: "Good! Very long-sighted!"
At this time, the teacher at the podium was talking about the relationship between the literati and the chrysanthemum, and when talking about the famous works of Tao Yuanming and Lu You, when he said that he was interested, he simply shook his head and picked up a poem. : "Autumn silk is like a pottery house, and the fence is gradually slanting. It is not a flower that prefers chrysanthemum. This flower is more flowerless."
Li Yundong listened to him and he suddenly laughed. He smirked and said to Su Shi: "Yes, do you know why these literati love Qiju?"
Su Shi said with confidence: "Of course I know, do you think your chick has no culture? The chrysanthemum is fresh and elegant, and the temperament is high and clean. It is the flower of the gentleman. Therefore, the ancient literati used the daisy to express their own high meaning. And the heart of a gentleman."
Li Yundong smirked and shook his head and said: "No, right?"
Su Shi opened his mouth and asked inexplicably: "Ah? Not right? What is the reason?"
Li Yundong smiled and said: "Why do literati love chrysanthemums?"
Su Shi blinked his eyes: "Why?"
Li Yundong said a word, a serious saying: "Because they are all, heavy taste!"
After Li Yundong said this, Feng Na couldn’t help but laugh.
She just laughed and immediately felt uncomfortable. She quickly grabbed her mouth, turned her head to the side, snickered and shook her shoulders.
Li Yundong's skin smiles and laughs: "Feng Na, you actually understand? You are not too light!"
Feng Na smiled and had a stomachache, and she cares about Li Yundong.
Su Shi was confused, her eyes straightened, and her heart kept thinking about Li Yundong: Why is the literati love the chrysanthemum? What is the truth?
Feng Na’s previous laughter was very abrupt in the classroom. The teacher at the podium looked at the heart very uncomfortable. He secretly said: How do you teach the girl so unruly? Look at the girls behind you, how clever?
Mr. Hua’s heart was upset. After he finished his poem, he asked:
Who knows who the classmates I just sweared, what is the name?

This will be a lot of students from the stage to peek at Li Yundong and the beautiful women beside him from time to time, and some people are making up, some people are playing mobile phones, and some others are making up, but few are listening to classes. Time is quiet in this class, almost everyone is facing each other, plus this poem is relatively cold and remote, no one knows the source of this poem.
Teacher Hua snorted inside his nose. He said: You guys don’t listen to the class seriously. They are not good students. Look at the back of the few students who are really confused. They will know that they are good students. They must know!
After that, Teacher Hua pointed out that the little foxes in the back row said: "The fifth student in the back row, you stand up."
Li Yundong glanced at him. He looked back and saw that the fifth student sitting in the back row was the little fox of the Fox Gate. The little fox first looked at Li Yundong, then stood up again with a foggy face. Look at the teacher in vain.
Teacher Hua asked with a sullen face: "Classmate, do you know the source of this poem?"
This little fox said: I know that the head can not let us talk before!
She then shook her head.
Teacher Hua was hit hard. He looked depressed and pointed to a little fox next to her: "What about you? Do you know?"
Another little fox also stood up. When she saw her own sister and sister did not speak, she certainly couldn’t speak, and she also shook her head like a gourd.
This teacher is depressed in the heart of the teacher. He does not believe in evil and shouts a few small foxes next to them. As a result, all of them are shaking their heads and swearing!
Teacher Hua was angry and couldn’t help but sigh: "How do you ask three questions? How do you go to class? Look at you one by one, how are you empty? How are the heads empty?"
The little foxes have this grievance in their hearts, and they say: We are not your students! We know that the head can not let it be said!
Teacher Hua was furious and furious on the podium. Su Shi was panting in the air. Su Shi was secretly arrogant in the audience. Her heart said: This teacher, you are jealous of my fellow sisters, isn’t it the equivalent of me? You don't care, I don't mean to turn around and smash my Yundong? He is our head, we are being shackled, and there is no light on his face. No, I have to give Yundong a sigh of relief!
Su Shi thought of this, and everything else was thrown into the clouds. She reached out and said loudly: "Teacher, I know!"
Li Yundong was shocked and pulled her: "Hey, don't talk about it."
Teacher Hua saw Li Yundong's action and immediately said: "Li Yundong, you don't say it yourself, don't you let other students say it?"
Li Yundong was crying and laughing. He wanted to say: She is my girlfriend, not a student here...
But he saw that the teacher was on the anger, and he said this sentence, and he couldn’t make any more noise, and he swallowed it back.
Teacher Hua pointed to Su Shi, loudly: "This classmate, don't be afraid, stand up and answer the question loudly."
When Su Shi met Li Yundong and stopped blocking himself, he jumped up and said: "This poem is from the hands of the Tang Dynasty Yuan Zhen. The poem is called "Chrysanthemum"!"
Everyone in the classroom looked at Su Shi with a gaze, and they talked about it for a while.
Teacher Hua’s heart is wide: his grandfather’s, finally someone knows the source of this poem, it’s not easy!
Teacher Hua was full of gratitude. When he saw Su Shi’s answer without thinking, he would test her again and ask:
Do you know why ancient literati love chrysanthemums?

When Li Yundong heard this, his heart suddenly stunned. He opened his mouth and said: No, is it so clever?
Su Shi listened, ha, isn't this the question that Yundong just asked?
The little girl is beaming, her mouth is straight, and she doesn't want to say loudly: "Because they are all heavy tastes!!"