This star just wants to learn

Pu Tong never expected that he could be so popular in a holy place of learning like Beijing University.

Logically speaking, they, aspiring young people with ideals, should not be interested in a singer who writes scripts, right...

Faced with their invitation, Pu Tong couldn't resist, so he could only follow them to the pavilion. Yu Wanwan and Jiang Xuyu followed silently, feeling that they were just here to make soy sauce.

"What are you..."

There were seven college students, four men and three women, in the pavilion. They all looked excited when they saw Pu Tong, which made him feel a little awkward.

He was a little panicked when he thought that this group of people were all the top students from all over the country in the college entrance examination, and there were even some big names among them who were directly recommended.

"Let's put it this way." A girl with short hair said with a smile: "Our teacher uses your poems to give us a poetry appreciation class..."

They often taste Pu Tong's poems and are naturally full of curiosity about this person. Now that they have the chance to meet him, they are naturally overjoyed.

Hiss, Pu Tong has almost forgotten this. Although he has not produced many ancient poems, they are all the best among the best. It seems reasonable that they can be specially used for appreciation and study.

Yes, I am a fan, but I am not a fan or CP fan, I am a precious poetry fan.

"Let me ask first, let me ask first, how did you come up with the sentence about going up to the West Tower alone in silence? It's so meaningful."

"Also, the moon under the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of me is my sweetheart. How did you come up with this? I care so much."

""Xinke", and Xinke!"

"..."

The seven people surrounded Pu Tong and asked all kinds of questions, which made him feel dizzy.

How did you come up with it? Who knows, it’s not like he came up with it.

Yu Wanwan and Jiang Xuyu, who were standing not far away, looked at this scene, but they only found it funny.

Beijing University is a sacred place for literature, and there are countless lovers of literature and ancient poetry in it. It would be a big deal for him to come to a place like this.

If you think about it carefully, the people who gathered around him to ask questions were all top students of Peking University, while Pu Tong was still in high school. This was a bit dramatic.

"What were you discussing just now? It looks like you were discussing very enthusiastically."

Pu Tong couldn't stand being questioned by them, so he quickly found an excuse to change the subject. If they pressed him again, he might have to commit suicide by throwing himself into the lake on the spot...

"Just now."

Only then did a few people come back to their senses from their excitement. It seemed that what they had just done was indeed a bit impolite.

"We were talking about poetry just now, but no one could convince the other." The boy wearing glasses sighed, "It can be regarded as a topic assigned to us by the teacher."

Pu Tong nodded. It seemed that a few of them were studying Chinese language and literature and were discussing and studying here.

"Oh, then you go on, we won't interrupt."

These poetry fans were so enthusiastic that he couldn't resist them, so he might as well leave early.

"Wait a minute..." the long-haired girl suddenly said, "We just had a stalemate over the issue of poetry. Isn't there a poetry master here now?"

The other six people's eyes suddenly lit up when they heard this. Yes, none of them could convince anyone, and the topic was deadlocked. It would be better to let Pu Tong comment!

What's happening here?

He never dreamed that a group of top students from Peking University would let him participate in the discussion.

Pu Tong suddenly felt that he had left a little late. He didn't know how to discuss poetry.

Discussing poetry is different from writing poetry. He only needs to use the latter directly, but the former requires detailed analysis. The topics discussed by top students are naturally quite complex.

If you let him participate, why don't you just stare?

You're sweating, man.

"Actually, I forgot to turn off the gas at home." Pu Tong paused, "Something will happen!"

"You've been sightseeing for a long time, don't even think about running away." The boy smiled and said, "If I let you run away today, it will be difficult to see you in the future."

Even if Pu Tong is admitted to Peking University, they will probably graduate. This may be their only chance in this life, and they must not give up.

It's broken and can't go away.

Pu Tong glanced at Yu Wanwan as if asking for help, but found that she was standing aside with a smile on her face, and even a little expectation in her eyes.

Jiang Xuyu also stopped and listened. Although she was not good at poetry, she was still a poetry lover, so she was also a little curious about the topic discussed.

"Then, come and listen..."

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Pu Tong could only let them talk.

Seeing that he agreed, the leading student extemporaneously explained the topic they were discussing.

"The construction and expression of artistic conception is one of the criteria of literature and poetry. In poetry, how to construct the artistic conception when describing the scene?"

What kind of abstract question is this?

After Pu Tong listened, everyone was dumbfounded. The artistic conception of ancient poetry is inherently vague. Who knows how to construct an artistic conception while describing the scene.

"We feel that the sense of image is more important when writing a scene. The stronger the sense of image, the corresponding picture will appear in the mind, which is very intuitive and vivid, and it is easier to integrate emotions."

After listening to the three people's careful analysis, Pu Tong immediately nodded, "It makes sense."

It's not that he is perfunctory, what others say is really true. For example, the sentence "Flying down three thousand feet" has a strong sense of picture. The strong sense of picture and the artistic conception are there.

"But we think expressiveness is more important. Some pictures don't need to be too clear. As long as the most expressive character or phrase is polished, it can have a good effect."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Pu Tong nodded again. Ancient poetry pays attention to a "refined character". For example, the spring breeze turns green on the south bank of the river. Although the description of this green character is not realistic, it is extremely expressive.

How come both of them still make sense?

The seven people looked at each other. This guy didn't want to be a peacemaker. That wouldn't work. As a person who has written so many poems, he should give some constructive suggestions.

Yu Wanwan leaned to the side and held his forehead and snickered, why is this guy thinking about He Xini at this time? Really.

"Why does the picture have artistic conception? How clear is the picture when taking pictures? Do any ink paintings have artistic conception?"

"A strong sense of image means artistic conception, and expressiveness also serves the sense of image."

The two groups of people couldn't stop arguing and started a heated discussion again. The main point was that no one accepted the other. This was almost the same situation they saw when they first came here.

They quarreled for a while, and then they all turned their attention to Pu Tong, "Pu Tong, you come to judge, which one of us is more reasonable?"

In terms of criticism, what kind of onion are you?

Pu Tong looked at their expectant eyes and felt that one was bigger than the other. He was only in high school now, and he didn't study ancient poetry too deeply.

"Well, how about I give you an example? It will be more intuitive." He scratched his head and could only say a few words casually, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

The seven people nodded after hearing this, not knowing what Pu Tong could say.

"There used to be a private school with only two scholars. One day when I was giving a lecture, it started to snow heavily outside the window. So my husband came up with an impromptu question: What does the white snow look like?"

What does the heavy snow look like? A simple question, in fact, is to ask students to describe the scene, that is, to describe the scene.

Pu Tong took his time and said, "The first scholar replied, the difference can be made by spreading salt in the air."

"Wonderful!"

The boy with glasses smiled and said: "Sprinkle salt in the air, how visual it is. Sure enough, the visual is more important!"

"Nonsense, the words are vivid and vivid, and they completely describe the chaotic appearance of the heavy snow. This is more expressive!"

Seeing that the two waves of people were about to fight again, Pu Tong immediately continued.

"The gentleman smiled and said nothing, signaling for another scholar to answer."

The people who were arguing suddenly calmed down and wanted to hear the second student's answer.

The husband smiled but said nothing. This is dissatisfaction. Isn't it already good to spread the salt in the air? This is not satisfactory.

They wanted to hear what the second scholar had to say.

"The second scholar looked out the window and said, it's not like catkins blowing in the wind."

Catkins flying in the wind vividly describe the light posture and dancing charm of snowflakes, while also giving people a feeling of warmth and spring is coming.

Comparing snowflakes to catkins, they are not only similar in color, but also share similarities in form and movement.

Compared to using salt to describe snow, the fluttering catkins in the air more closely represent the falling snowflakes and are more aesthetically pleasing.

After hearing this, several people froze on the spot, feeling that the phrase "not as catkins blowing due to the wind" was a bit too beautiful, as if a heavy snowfall was happening right in front of their eyes.

Whether it is the sense of picture or expressiveness, they actually focus on the beauty of poetry.