Start with a Blind Date

"Mr. Gao, I have something to tell you." Luo Yongnian said.

Taking Qin Chen into the head teacher's office, Luo Yongnian found Gao Lan himself.

Gao Lan frowned, feeling that something bad was going to happen.

She turned her head to look, and suddenly found that Luo Yongnian was followed by Qin Chen.

"Qin Chen, why are you here again?" Gao Lan thought.

As the head teacher of class 01, Gao Lan is naturally very happy that there are students in the class with excellent grades.

But now this Qin Chen is too good to be true!

It was the math teacher who brought him here before, and then the grade director wanted to find him.

Zhao Dabao and these math teachers, after testing Qin Chen.

He even directly threatened that it doesn't matter whether this Qin Chen takes math class in the future.

In the future, as long as he takes math class, Mr. Zhao will not care about him anymore.

It doesn't matter whether Qin Chen is sleeping, reading novels or playing games.

It doesn't even matter if you go to the playground or play basketball.

As long as Qin Chen doesn't affect the other students, he can do whatever he likes and do whatever he likes.

Listen, is this what people say?

If Gao Lan is just a Chinese teacher, then this matter is fine, and Qin Chen is allowed to do whatever he wants.

But now she, Gao Lan, is the head teacher of Class 01.

If Qin Chen is allowed to be so presumptuous in math class, where will her teacher's face be put?

Will there be any students who will be convinced by what she said in the future, and how will she build prestige?

"No, no matter what Professor Luo says this time, I have to suppress Qin Chen." Gao Lan secretly said.

Although she thought so in her heart, Gao Lan pretended to be calm on the surface, "Professor Luo, why did you bring Qin Chen here? Aren't you going to class now?"

Luo Yongnian, "It's still a fart class, I found a great talent,

This is the pride of our entire Jinling School! "

Gao Lan wrinkled her nose, "Professor Luo, what are you talking about?"

"Mr. Gao, I'm not joking with you. This Qin Chen is definitely a great talent in higher education."

"Not only is he proficient in the ancient poems that are required to be studied in college, but he even knows the knowledge of Chinese studies for graduate students. The most commendable thing is that he can compose poems by himself!" Luo Yongnian.

Luo Yongnian was very happy, dancing and talking to Gao Lan.

But this person is old, so it is inevitable that he will be a little long-winded. Luo Yongnian said this to Gao Lan several times.

And when it comes to excitement, foam splashes from the mouth.

Teacher Gao Lan accidentally splashed his face with Professor Luo's saliva.

"Can you still compose poems by yourself?" Gao Lan frowned.

Gao Lan had some doubts about Qin Chen's ability to compose poems before.

And the difficult road to Shu written by Qin Chen before, she has carefully analyzed and studied it.

In the end, Teacher Gao Lan found that no matter how she searched, she could not find the corresponding original poem in history.

Therefore, Teacher Gao Lan now also suspects that Qin Chen composed this difficult road to Shu.

But it doesn't matter if Qin Chen can compose poetry, among the students of Jinling University in Nuoda, or the entire Jinling City University.

It is not surprising that students who can write poetry are like carp in a river.

Luo Yongnian, "That's right, Mr. Gao, Qin Chen can not only compose poems, but also compose very well."

"The sunset and the lone duck fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. This sentence is made by him. It's really tasteful if you taste it carefully."

Gao Lan doesn't know if the poems written by Qin Chen have a taste, but your Professor Luo's saliva is indeed a bit strong.

"Professor Luo, the dumplings you ate in the morning, or are they stuffed with leeks and eggs?"

Although Gao Lan is a Chinese teacher at Jinling University, she has also received professional Chinese influence.

But after all, she has just graduated, and her knowledge of Chinese is still in mechanical memory.

Moreover, the cultural level of this world is not as good as that of the earth.

Therefore, Gao Lan couldn't appreciate the beauty of Qin Chen's poems for a while.

Compared with Gao Lan, Luo Yongnian's Chinese level, especially the level of ancient poetry, is much higher.

After all, Luo Yongnian was a professor of Chinese at Jinling University.

Although his professorship was awarded by Jinling University itself, there is some moisture in it.

After all, Luo Yongnian has been studying ancient poetry for decades, and his background is far deeper than Gao Lan's.

Seeing Luo Yongnian spitting furiously in front of her, Gao Lan intentionally distanced herself from him.

Then he walked up to Qin Chen, "Qin Chen, what's going on with what Professor Luo said, and what poems did you write, read it and listen." Gao Lan.

"Teacher, I've read a lot of poems in the past two days, and my throat feels a little uncomfortable. Let me write them for you." Qin Chen said.

When Luo Yongnian heard that Qin Chen was going to write it, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "Write it out, write it out quickly, so that I can take it home and read it."

As Professor Luo said, he found a pen and paper for Qin Chen.

"Sit down and write, Qin Chen, and sit in Teacher Gao's position." Luo Yongnian moved Gao Lan's chair behind Qin Chen's butt.

When Gao Lan saw Luo Yongnian doing this, three black lines appeared on his forehead.

She wanted to say, this seems to be my office, and let the students take the position of the class teacher, is this really good?

Qin Chen did not refuse Luo Yongnian's move.

It just so happened that he was a little tired from standing.

Now that Professor Luo moved the chair, Qin Chen didn't refuse to sit down generously.

Gao Lan was sitting on this chair to correct homework just now, but now Qin Chen is sitting on the chair, feeling a little warm.

Qin Chen didn't care about this either, he laid out the papers, and with a few clicks, he reproduced a preface to the Tengwang Pavilion.

"Here, this is it." Qin Chen said.

Seeing that Qin Chen had finished writing, Gao Lan leaned over to read it.

After a while, Teacher Gao Lan was a little surprised.

The poem written by Qin Chen has to be said to be really good enough.

Especially in the inside, the sentence that the sunset and the lone duck fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

The scenery between heaven and earth is vividly described.

The sunset and the lonely flying swallow, the twilight of late autumn and the rippling water of the lake are connected together.

This scene is simply intoxicating and fascinating!

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Luo Yongnian snatched the poem from Gao Lan's hand and praised it.

Luo Yongnian, "Little friend, do you read this ancient poem?"

Looking at Luo Yongnian's expectant eyes, Qin Chen didn't know what he was thinking.

So he immediately said, "Sent you off."

"Haha, thank you, little friend Qin." Luo Yongnian said.

Luo Yongnian carefully folded up the poems and put them in his pocket.

"Well, Mr. Gao, you have also seen the talent of this classmate Qin Chen."

"I don't think there is any need for him to go on to sophomore year. Don't we have an institute of ancient poetry at Jinling University? I think he should be the leader there." Luo Yongnian.

Hearing what Luo Yongnian said, the hairs on Gao Lan's back stood on end.

"Professor Luo, this won't work." Gao Lan said anxiously.

The Ancient Poetry Research Institute of Jinling University is a national research institute cultivation base approved by the Dragon Kingdom.

It's too childish for Qin Chen, a sophomore, to be the leader!