The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1430 Spring

Fang Yun smiled and shook his head. He didn't expect that sending Chunwen would be so outrageous.

However, after all, those who participate in spring festivals are young people. As long as there is no problem in academics, it is okay to be a little special in other aspects.

"Then, next, the three thousand new students are asked to write. After that, we will successively select the poems and articles from several tables to comment on and publish them to the public. Moreover, the people from the selected table must submit the poems and articles as soon as possible. If they are sent late, You think it’s unfair, because this is a spring festival.”

Zhang Zhixing showed a playful smile, and many old students also had similar smiles.

Many new students shook their heads, sighed, or smiled bitterly, but there was nothing they could do.

The new students around the three hundred tables were all working together. Some were laying out paper, some were grinding ink, and some were holding pens. Many of them were eating the food on the table and thinking at the same time.

When the new students were writing poems, Sun Renbing stood up and told some stories about the Spring Festival Gala. Some old students looked nostalgic.

Fang Yun held the brush in his hand but had not yet finished writing, while the rest of the people at the table were talking in low voices.

"What are you going to write? There are too many kinds of strange poems, but it is difficult to write them well, not to mention the many conditions. The most difficult thing is that you can't write too badly, otherwise you will have to go to Kongcheng to be a pig."

"You see, even Fang Xusheng has difficulty putting pen to paper, let alone us."

"Don't be anxious, think about it carefully, if Fang Xusheng is here to suppress all luck, we won't be chosen first." Tang Yu said half-jokingly.

Even the people nearby looked at Fang Yun with a smile, and were relieved when they found that the paper in front of Fang Yun was indeed blank.

Not long after, two wooden boxes were moved to the high platform by the literary waiters and placed in front of Zhang Zhixing and Sun Renbing, while Li Fanming had already stepped down to participate in the literary meeting.

Zhang Zhixing patted the two boxes with both hands at the same time, and said with a smile: "There are three thousand new students, and there are a total of three hundred tables divided into ten rows and thirty columns. In the box on my left hand side, there are ten paper balls, and there are written Number one to ten; in the box on my right hand side, put There were thirty paper balls, ranging from one to thirty. Next, I closed my eyes and grabbed a paper ball from the box on the left. Renbing grabbed it from the box on the right and chose which one according to the numbers of the two paper balls. People at one table were the first to bring out poems and articles for us to review.”

Some people stopped hesitating and started writing quickly.

"Okay, then the two of us will start."

Zhang Zhixing and Sun Renbing closed their eyes, each reached into the wooden box with one hand, and then each grabbed a paper ball.

The old students looked at the two people with interest, while many freshmen stared at the two paper balls. Only a few threatened them, and many freshmen were a little nervous. Although this was a cultural gathering mainly for fun, if If you really go to Kongcheng to call yourself a pig, you will definitely be teased by your classmates and friends for the rest of your life. If you achieve something in the future, although it is fun to talk about, it will not be a good reputation.

"This is the Holy Court. The two of us are not strong enough to cheat here. We didn't use our talents just now. We just grabbed randomly. Okay, now let's open the paper ball."

Zhang Zhixing said, the two of them slowly opened the paper ball, and then raised two pieces of paper in front of everyone,

The one in Zhang Zhixing's hand is "seven", while the one in Sun Renbing's hand is "21".

Everyone's eyes fell on the table in row 7 and column 21.

Fang Yun also looked over with a smile. After taking a closer look, he couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Yukong was actually at that table.

"Tragic! Tragic! Tragic!" A freshman next to Yan Yukong couldn't help shouting, attracting many well-meaning laughs.

Zhang Zhixing chuckled and said: "Brother Yukong, it seems that you and the Five Elements of Chongwen Academy are in conflict with each other! Write quickly, you still have a hundred breaths of time!"

Yan Yukong and everyone at the same table grimaced, frowned, and held their pens in thought.

"Ten breaths!" Zhang Zhixing said.

"Twenty breaths!" Zhang Zhixing began to tell the time.

"Thirty breaths!"

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"Ninety breaths! There are still ten breaths left. Get ready now! If you don't close your pen by then, it will be considered a failure... One hundred breaths, stop! Start signing!"

The ten people immediately wrote their names, and then they all stopped writing, and saw a literary maid stepped forward with a smile and put away the paper in front of the ten people.

"What a tragedy!" The Jinshi next to Yan Yukong began to cry miserably. Only three of them were smiling, and the rest were smiling bitterly.

Zhang Zhixing took a stack of paper, read it quickly, then picked out a page, scanned the audience, and said with a smile: "Everyone knows Yan Yukong's talent, so the first poem to be sent to the Spring Festival Gala this year will be Let’s start with him. As for whether it’s good or not, I won’t tell you yet. Please listen…”

Zhang Zhixing paused for a moment and sang loudly: "Spring water and spring ponds are full, and spring grass grows in spring. Spring people drink spring wine, and spring birds make spring sounds."

When Fang Yun heard this, he nodded slightly. He wrote this poem in such a short time, which shows that Yan Yukong is indeed extraordinary.

"good!"

"good!"

New and old students cheered together.

Zhang Zhixing smiled and said: "There will be three requirements for this article, namely 'Qi', 'Chun' and 'Jian'. Then, we will ask someone to comment. As you all know, Fang Yun and Yan Yukong are good friends, and Yan Yukong Since Kong’s poem is the first, Fang Yun should be the first to comment! Fang Xusheng, how about it?”

Fang Yun smiled and said: "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

But Zhang Zhixing added: "Since it is a poetry review, we should not only talk about the advantages, but also the shortcomings! Fang Yun, are you dissatisfied? No matter how dissatisfied you are, you must do the same! Today, you are just a new student!"

Everyone laughed, no one expected that this person had a good relationship with Fang Yun, but he chose to make things difficult for Fang Yun.

But everyone knew that Zhang Zhixing was deliberately avoiding suspicion, and it was a special protection. He used this little thing to embarrass Fang Yun first. If anyone used other things to embarrass him, Zhang Zhixing could stop him. He couldn't embarrass one person repeatedly.

Fang Yun smiled and shook his head, then imitated the man next to Yan Yukong and said: "Poor! Yukong, what I say next is all forced. If you want revenge, go to Zhang Zhixing. He deliberately slandered you, don't blame me!"

Yan Yukong smiled and said: "Don't worry, I must avenge this! I'll think about how to avenge... um... I'll find a way to make the new students suffer next year!"

Everyone smiled, the two top geniuses of the human race teased, and the atmosphere of the literary meeting became more relaxed.

"Stop talking nonsense, Fang Yun, speak quickly!" Zhang Zhixing said in a rough voice.

Fang Yun thought for a moment and said, "There is no need to say more about 'Spring', it is clear at a glance. As for 'Strange', there are eight 'Spring' characters in this poem with 20 characters, which is not abrupt at all, and the two 'Spring' characters before and after each sentence echo each other, forming a spring painting in the poem, which can be regarded as 'Strange'. As for 'Simple', it only takes six concise and representative images of spring: water, grass, people, wine, birds and sounds, which can be called simple but not simple. All three characters are complete."

Zhang Zhixing said with a smile: "Look, I knew Fang Yun would praise Yan Yukong, so now I will tell you the shortcomings! Say it!"

Everyone looked at Fang Yun with a smile.

Fang Yun said helplessly: "Then I can only find fault with it."

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