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Chapter 44: 【044】Thousands of blows are still strong

  Chapter 44【044】Still strong after thousands of blows

  Lin still exaggeratedly praised him, and then asked him: "Is it all right?"

  Honestly speaking, the praise is really average, but the person is too good-looking, and the extra points are extremely high. Zhang Yang tried his best to look away from her face, pretending to be calm and authentic: "It's average."

  Lin still rolled his eyes at him and snorted.

  Zhang Yang took out the cold window newspaper of the first edition of Shooting Condors, handed it to her and said, "Look at it when you have time, even your father recommended it to you, it must be good-looking."

  Lin still hesitated, but took it over, "I'll see later, what exactly did you write in the additional questions of poetry in the final exam?"

   Chinese is actually the most difficult of all subjects to get high scores. Zhang Yang actually got 139 in the test this time, which is considered in the top of the grade. A large part of the reason is that he scored a lot of additional poetry questions.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, or old man Fu actually missed the question. The title of the additional poetry question in the final exam this time is also "Ode to Bamboo". At first, Lin Yiran thought that Zhang Yang would just use that song "Ode to Bamboo". , Zhang Yang actually said no.

  In fact, if it wasn’t for the fact that “Linjiang Fairy” had already been cast, Zhang Yang really planned to use the song “Ode to Bamboo” directly.

  She had asked Zhang Yang what he wrote on WeChat, but in order to keep her curious, Zhang Yang didn't say anything, and it would be inappropriate to keep her secret at this moment.

  Zhang Yang took out his notebook, and the wishing king Changfeng pen she gave him, and wrote down one of the poems at the bottom of the box in Su Hui’s treasure:

   Chanting Bamboo

  —I once saw the bamboo on the mountain and felt

   insist that the green hills will not relax, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks.

  Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west.

Lin Yiran read it again and looked up at him. He didn't know why, but his eyes seemed a little annoyed, but soon he lowered his head and read the poem silently. After a while, he said: "No wonder I gave you such a high score, this poem can Directly submitted to the national "Poetry" magazine."

  Zhang Yang pondered for a while about her look, which seemed to be annoyed, but he was obviously not really angry. He couldn't figure out the reason for a while, so he asked Luoshen, and Luoshen replied calmly: "She is jealous that you write better than her."

   "Focus on orphans!"

   Zhang Yang complained about her harshly, feeling elated, and finally regained a bit of dignity as a popular romance writer.

  The next day, Fu Quan Art Critic talked about the song "Ode to Bamboo Again", and Zhang Yang finally understood why Lin Yiran was a little annoyed when he looked at him yesterday.

   "This sentence "Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west, north and south" is very well written, it can be called the finishing touch, and it is very popular. "

   "We don't need to worry about Zhang Yang's original intention in writing these two sentences, but the tenacity, tenacity and indomitable spirit conveyed are worth learning from."

In the education that Zhang Yang received in his previous life, the last two lines were interpreted as being upright and arrogant, and unyielding. In fact, the spirit conveyed by these two lines of poetry is just a general direction, which can be interpreted in any way, such as tenacity, unyielding, tenacity, and pride... Whatever spirit you need it is that spirit.

  But he wrote it, just like the phrase "From the beginning of a red sun, we are still with the sky", obviously most people, including Lin Yiran and Fu Quanyi, misunderstood his original intention of writing these two sentences.

  Otherwise, old man Fu would not specifically emphasize the phrase "What is Zhang Yang's original intention in writing these two sentences, we don't have to worry about it for the time being."

Of course, because he wrote two consecutive poems very well, Old Man Fu didn't mean to embarrass him. Instead, he praised him for not directly using that song "Ode to Bamboo" and writing an even more brilliant poem. After the commentary, let the students learn from him well, even if they don't have such talent, they should learn the spirit of daring to challenge themselves.

The sentence Wang Jinshu wrote in class, "I don't need the fragrance of flowers to attract pink butterflies, I am proud of Bixiao", was praised by old man Fu, and I made some changes during the exam, and used it directly, and got a pretty high score Well, the little girl was quite happy at first, but after hearing what Fu Quanyi said, she suddenly became unhappy.

She turned her head and wanted to stare at Zhang Yang, but found that after adjusting her seat, it was Zhao Yi who was sitting there. She stared at that position habitually, but realized that she was staring at the wrong person, so she raised her eyes again, fixed her eyes on Zhang Yang, and stared fiercely. It took him two seconds before he turned his head angrily and continued to listen.

After class, Fu Quanyi specially called Zhang Yang into the office, praised him first, and then said: "Your song "Ode to Bamboo Again" is very well written. The school is currently sorting out the excellent works of the students last semester, and we are going to select a few I voted for the national "Poetry" magazine for the first time, and I am going to hand over your two capitals, what do you think?"

   Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't refuse, and when he agreed, Fu Quanyi knew this would be the result. After the cutscene, he waved him away.

  Zhang Yang was originally worried that the old man would tell him "don't write love poems all the time", but he didn't expect to pass the test so easily, and immediately slipped away.

  Yesterday, there was no class at the start of school. Today, I had a day of class. Tomorrow, the 31st is Saturday again, so I will rest as usual.

Early in the morning, many people went to the newsstand to line up, waiting to watch the eighth chapter of Shooting the Condors, "Everyone Shows Their Abilities". Eye-opening and dazzling, all martial arts writers also feel that they have opened the door to a new world. It turns out that martial arts can play so many tricks?

   "Can you still write like this?" The voice turned into Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing in the minds of many readers and authors for several days.

  In the second half, Huang Rong appeared in women's clothing, with a light boat, clear water, and white clothes and golden rings. Not only did young male readers like Han Yongtai and Zhao Yi linger in their dreams, but it also made Lin Yiran, who had never been very interested in martial arts novels, finally fall into the trap.

   What made her finally interested in this novel were actually two details that many readers would probably skip over.

   One is that Guo Jing brought some snacks to Huang Rong from Prince Zhao's Mansion, but he crushed them in his arms and wanted to throw them away, but Huang Rong stopped him.

  The second is what Huang Rong said afterwards: "Wearing this kind of clothes, everyone will please me, so what's so special about it? When I was a beggar, you were nice to me, that's really nice."

  She comes from a good background, is lovable, well-behaved and sensible. Since she was a child, she has enjoyed the love and care of others, both in and out of school. After reading this sentence several times, I can't help but feel a lot of reverie and emotion in my heart.

When school starts on Monday, when there is no time at noon, Zhang Yang chats with Zhang Min and others about shooting the eagles. Zhang Min asks Lin Yiran if he has watched it and what he thinks. Yes, and they all nodded in agreement.

   Zhang Yang said: "You all think wrong."

   Liu Chan asked: "Where did you think wrong?"

Zhang Yang said: "Huang Rong is touched, but she was spoiled since she was a child, and the snacks are crushed. How can she eat it? She is not willing to finish eating because she lied to that idiot Guo Jing. She will definitely throw it away later. You really believe it." ..."

  The girls were stupefied for a moment, feeling something was wrong, but couldn't tell for a while, Zhang Min nodded and said: "It seems to make sense."

  Lin Yiran retorted: "If she doesn't want to eat, she just throws it away. Is there any need to do so much? Look at her previous behavior, didn't she just do what she wanted, and when did she ever worry about others?"

   Zhang Yang said: "That's different. Huang Rong used to be self-willed because she didn't have any concerns, but now she likes Guo Jing, of course it's different."

   "You are making unreasonable words!"

   "My analysis is clearly reasonable."

  Lin still wanted to beat him up very much, and ignored him for several minutes. Later, when he heard him start analyzing the possible future fate of Yang Tiexin's family, he couldn't help but start discussing with him.

Back home after school in the afternoon, during dinner, Su Hui asked her how she was doing at school as usual. Lin still mentioned that many students in the class were watching Shooting the Condors, and he followed Yun Yun, and then discussed the plot with his father. Say "There is a classmate in our class..."

  She recounted how Zhang Yang guessed that Huang Rong was disguised as a man, and also his guess about the fate of Yang Tiexin's family, "I think what he said is quite reasonable, what do you think, Dad?"

Lin Canghai secretly exchanged glances with his daughter-in-law, then quickly made a thoughtful gesture, nodded seriously, and said: "Yes, yes, it makes sense, you are a classmate who reads books very seriously, and by analogy, what you write should be quite powerful .”

   I wish you all a Happy New Year's Day!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)

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