Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Xiang Nan chanted passionately.

The students sat upright and listened attentively.

A moment later, when Xiang Nan recited the entire poem, there was warm applause in the classroom.

"Great, teacher, this poem is really wonderful!"

"My God, I have never heard such a passionate poem!"

"Teacher Jin really deserves to be a great talent, this poem really expresses our heart!"

The students talked one after another, and they were overwhelmed by Xiang Nan's talent.

At this time, no matter whether it is a boy or a girl, the eyes looking at him are extremely hot.

Even Leng Qingqiu was no exception, looking at Xiang Nan with eyes full of admiration and admiration.

"Teacher, can you recite it again, I didn't have time to remember it just now." A girl raised her hand and said.

Xiang Nan smiled, turned around and wrote on the blackboard.

"The teacher is not only good at poetry, but also writes words so well."

"The teacher is worthy of being a teacher. Compared with his poems, why not?"

"Despicableness is the passport of the humble, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble... What a philosophy!"

The students said while memorizing.

"Okay, let's discuss after class. Let's continue class now..." Xiang Nan coughed lightly, "Writing poetry should pay attention to expressing emotions..."

...

"Okay, today's homework is to write a poem for each person. Regardless of the subject matter or the number of words, the key is to have true feelings." When the bell rang for the end of class, Xiang Nan said with a smile, "If a student writes well, I will Help recommend it to the newspaper. At that time, not only can it be published, but also earn a few dollars for the manuscript. I hope the students will use more snacks. Okay, class is over."

The students were very excited when they heard it.

"Jin sir, I have a question I would like to ask you for advice."

"Teacher, I didn't understand this passage, can you explain it again?"

"Mr. Jin, I didn't remember this note clearly, can you lend me your courseware?"

After class, Xiang Nan was surrounded by a group of students, most of whom were female students.

They seemed to be asking him questions, but they were actually thinking carefully about Xiang Nanmenqing.

It is quite normal for a young, handsome and talented male teacher to be liked by female students.

If you add the labels of a noble family and a wealthy party, it will become a favorite.

But Xiang Nan came here only for the sake of Leng Qingqiu, the other girls didn't pay attention at all, so naturally he wouldn't flirt with her.

Even if the girls are proactive and enthusiastic, he is still polite and pays attention to keeping a safe distance from them, and will not overstep the threshold.

And the more he was like this, the more respect and admiration those girls had for him.

But to Xiang Nan's regret, Leng Qingqiu was not among these girls. Otherwise, it will save him a lot of effort.

But having said that, just because she is not frivolous, she is even more valuable, which makes Xiang Nan even more interested in her.

...

Back home in the afternoon.

"Lao Qi, come and play cards with us. We are short of a partner." The third sister-in-law Wang Yufen invited him with a smile when she saw him.

In the hall, there are only sister-in-law, third sister-in-law and Bai Xiuzhu, who are worried that there will not be enough people to play cards.

As for the second sister-in-law Cheng Huichang, she once stayed abroad and has the best knowledge. Now she is a director of Chunming Girls' School and often participates in various school activities, so she doesn't have to stay at home often.

"Why is there a shortage of manpower, where is the fourth sister, fifth sister, and sixth sister?" Xiang Nan asked suspiciously.

"The fourth sister wants to move out, and she is looking at the house these two days." Wang Yufen explained, "The fifth and sixth sisters are away from home all day, so I don't know what they are busy with."

"What else can they be busy with? They are getting older, so they should be busy with their own affairs." Wu Peifang laughed, "After all, even the seventh child is married, so what are the two of them delaying?"

"It's not that kind of thing, it seems that I heard that there is some kind of exercise going on." Wang Yufen waved her hands.

Xiang Nan was taken aback, guessing that it might be a student movement. During the period of the Republic of China, students were more passionate, more radical, and more noisy.

But a revolution is not a dinner party, it is a violent action by a class to overthrow a class. It would be really dangerous for Minzhi and Runzhi to participate.

To be honest, even if Xiang Nan's martial arts is world-class, unparalleled in talent, resourceful, and able to foresee the future, he himself would not dare to set foot in it.

Because it is really too dangerous. This is the torrent of history, compared with it, the power of the individual is simply negligible.

He needs to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Fifth Sister and Sixth Sister.

...

A few days later, Xiang Nan received homework from his classmates.

It can be seen that everyone put a lot of effort into writing.

"I have read all the poems submitted by everyone, and the overall evaluation is not bad, at least they are all written with heart." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "I selected five better ones and posted them on the school bulletin board later. In addition , and the best one is "Frost's Descent" written by student Leng Qingqiu."

"Student Leng, read it to your classmates yourself." Xiang Nan said, and handed her the homework book back.

Leng Qingqiu immediately stood up, took the homework book and recited softly,

"Frost and dew heavy

Autumn is even more bleak

For those who are not accustomed to pomp and circumstance

This is the best time to get back to basics

Akihara is the land of hermits

And from the bronze-colored autumn mirror

It is such a reflection of the depth of the soul”

"Okay." Xiang Nan took the lead in applauding, "Everyone, when you hear Student Leng's poem again, does it touch your heartstrings, does it arouse your autumn thoughts..."

"Yes." Under his inspiration, the students shouted together.

"Okay." Xiang Nan nodded and said, "Writing poetry is the most taboo to moan without illness, and to avoid pretentiousness. Only when you express your true feelings can you touch people's hearts. Student Leng has already comprehended the samadhi of writing poems.

Okay, I will recommend this poem by Leng to be published in newspapers. I also hope that everyone can learn from her and make persistent efforts to have this honor in the future. "

Seeing what Xiang Nan said, Leng Qingqiu couldn't help blushing with excitement.

...

Two days later, Leng Qingqiu's little poem appeared in the newspaper.

Given Xiang Nan's current status in the literary world, it is still very easy to recommend a newcomer.

Even if the new poems are not very good, for his sake, they will be published.

What's more, Leng Qingqiu still has some talents, so it's easier to praise her.

Immediately, Xiang Nan also handed over the seven yuan manuscript remuneration to her in front of all the students in the class.

It was the first time to earn money with his own talent, and it was seven yuan, not only made Leng Qingqiu very happy, but even his classmates were very envious.

After all, at that time, the monthly salary of ordinary people was only ten or twenty yuan. Seven yuan is equivalent to half a month's salary for ordinary people, which is a huge sum of money for young students.

"Student Leng, you must work hard in the future and don't waste your talents." Xiang Nan encouraged with a smile.

Leng Qingqiu looked at Xiang Nan, nodded heavily, his eyes were full of gratitude and dependence.

Seeing this, Xiang Nan smiled slightly.