Volume 1, Chapter 47: Fight

All the boys and girls in the classroom looked at Li Tian and Qiao Yuncai in the last row.

The male college students already had a lot of dissatisfaction with Qiao Yuncai, and now, Li Tian had also suffered an unexpected disaster. Everyone looked at them with cold and hostile eyes.

The girls were laughing more, as if they were looking at two nationally protected animals.

I~! @#￥%……

Li Tianzang's face turned red and he felt like cursing. He originally thought that such a teacher was very good, but the problem was that this good teacher was targeting him, which made him very uncomfortable.

His good impression of the teacher vanished in an instant.

Lu Jiao smiled gloatingly. She was particularly happy to see Li Tian being treated with hostility by all the students.

Qiao Yuncai had endured it several times before, but this time he couldn't hold it back. He stood up and argued with the Chinese studies teacher, questioning, "Professor Guo, we came to the Chinese studies class with a sincere attitude. You called the students wolves. Where is your teacher's ethics? Where is your teacher's morality?"

Professor Guo responded with a faint smile, "A teacher is someone who solves doubts. He is someone who guides students towards perfection through his own thoughts, knowledge and morality, and then spreads and guides social civilization and promotes social development."

“The Tao is the origin of heaven, earth, man, and all things, and the universal law of the universe.”

"So the teacher's way is the ideal pursuit of the unity of heaven's way, earth's way and human's way. I protect my students from harm, which is exactly the requirement of the teacher's way and teacher's ethics. What's wrong with that?"

These words encompass both righteousness and truth.

There was thunderous applause in the classroom, and the male college students echoed it.

"Well said, professor!"

"I haven't even paid the tuition yet, so I don't feel embarrassed to come to class every day."

"It's okay to just skip classes, but you're still thinking about our classmate Zhao Yuer. How shameless."

A male college student stood up, glared at Qiao Yuncai and Li Tian, ​​raised his arms and shouted: "Get out! Our Chinese Studies class does not welcome two social figures!"

One person shouted, and everyone responded immediately.

"Yes, get out."

"Don't taint our Chinese studies class here."

"Our Chinese studies classes are not open to just any random person from outside!"

The boys shouted loudly, and the crowd was excited. They stood up and attacked Li Tian and Qiao Yuncai and drove them away.

Qiao Yuncai's face turned red like liver.

Li Tian also felt greatly insulted. He went out today without checking the calendar. He did nothing and said nothing. He just sat there. Well, he incurred public anger and was called a nobody.

The anger in my heart was rising up.

He knew that he was implicated by Qiao Yuncai, but when he saw these angry young men with their eyes wide open and shouting at them to get out as if they had fucked him, he was so furious that he really wanted to flip the table in front of him and yell, "Shut the fuck up!"

"Okay, okay, be quiet, and start the class."

At this time, Professor Guo raised his hand to signal the students to sit down. He was about to start the class and had no intention of driving Li Tian and Qiao Yuncai away.

Hearing his voice, the male college students in the classroom quieted down and sat back in their seats.

Qiao Yuncai was furious. He sat down and said to Li Tian with a sullen face, "Why do I want to beat someone up so badly?"

Each word was squeezed out from between the teeth.

"Me too." Li Tian gritted his teeth.

This time he was not saying it intentionally to go along with Qiao Yuncai's opinion, he really wanted to beat someone up. Who the hell could remain calm after suffering such an unexpected disaster?

After the classroom quieted down, Professor Guo began to lecture: "In the last class, we left an extracurricular topic. What did you see through studying the poems of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty?"

Immediately, a boy raised his hand.

"Chen Zihang."

Professor Guo picked up the thermos and took a sip of tea, ready to listen attentively, and raised his hand to signal the boy to speak.

Chen Zihang stood up, straightened his chest, and confidently said in a loud voice: "Professor, the poetry of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty is so classic. In terms of momentum, the poetry of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty is vigorous and fresh, the imagery is superb, and the rhythm is harmonious."

"In terms of artistic conception, through the use of images, the presentation of artistic conception, the combination of temperament and sound and color, a new sense of beauty is formed."

"In terms of style, it mostly uses seven-character songs or seven-character quatrains, with neat parallelism, beautiful rhythm, and is easy to read."

As soon as he finished speaking, applause broke out in the classroom and someone cheered: "That was a great point."

Chen Zihang also raised his head high, feeling particularly satisfied with his answer.

Professor Guo showed no emotion on his face. He just commented, "Very good. You have grasped the essence of poetry from the heyday of the Tang Dynasty." Then he waved his hand, signaling the next person.

Regardless of whether the people who stood up to answer were boys or girls, they all talked about how beautiful the poetry from the heyday of the Tang Dynasty was and how great the artistic conception was.

"That's too superficial." Li Tian said.

He raised his hand as he said this. He was upset after being told to get out just now, so he decided to have a good fight with these talented college students.