Chapter 458

Yunmenglong's handsome 90 degree bow made all the stunned girls give a heartfelt praise. The handsome man is really a handsome man. The bow is so handsome that thunderbolt is invincible. Originally, students majoring in international trade studying literature simply took off their pants and farted - superfluous. As the name suggests, international trade is foreign trade. Do you need literature to do business with foreigners and spend some foreigners' money? Moreover, Mr. Yunmeng Longyun teaches classical literature. He opens his mouth and shuts his mouth. If he says this to a foreigner, he must be confused. Generally, the result is that the business is completely finished.

Yunmenglong straightened up, looked around, and looked out of thin air. The third eye first recovered from the shock and said to himself, "I didn't recognize the wrong boss. My third eye is really hot eyed. The boss is really unfathomable and unfathomable..." his mind was pounding and his hands were very close to the matter. The three eyes looked together, and others came back to their senses. They clapped together with the third eye and kept cheering. At first, the boys shouted fiercely. Later, the girls' high decibel screams completely overshadowed the boys. The boys felt inferior. They had to shut up and see if these flower crazy women shouted more and more happily. They wondered if they could go to bed like this. Yun Menglong couldn't help sighing when he saw the high enthusiasm of the students, to be exact, the female students: "sure enough, today's men are more and more like women, and women are more and more like savages. Women have completely overwhelmed men, especially in their voices."

Of course, there are people who don't call. Jin Bingying sat quietly in her seat and felt that it was a paradise. She blinked and looked at Yunmeng dragon with a peaceful expression. Jin Bingying can't see what yunmenglong is like. He has a lot of internal power and a strange height. It's really unique in her life. Jin Bingying knows more or less about his experience. The master also asked her to pay attention to this person, saying that if he is good, the world will be lucky, and if he is evil, the world will be in chaos. Jin Bingying believes the master's words very much. Now, seeing yunmenglong again, he becomes more innocent. He can see that his love for her is blind. She also deeply felt that although he was a rogue, his sincere feelings made Jin Bingying's Taoist heart with high cultivation lose some ground. Yunmenglong seems to be practicing truth, and he has reached Yuanying period, but his cultivation is far from being comparable to that of ordinary Yuanying period

recover one 's original simplicity.

Yunmenglong is natural. Nature is invincible!

"What I teach you is classical literature. Who can cite some classical masterpieces?" Yun Menglong really regarded himself as a teacher.

"Teacher, I know." three eyes immediately raised their hands to cooperate with the boss.

"Well," Yun Menglong nodded happily, "you say."

"What I like most is Jin Ping Mei, as well as * * *, Xi Xiang Yan Tan, Deng Cao monk, etc." three eyes happily listed China's famous classical forbidden books.

"Very good, very good." Yunmeng Dragon said very good, but he scolded in his heart: "shit, what classic masterpiece is this? It's not asking classic * *."

Yun Menglong pretended not to see the girls rolling their eyes and continued to ask, "who knows what the four famous works in China are?"

"Teacher, I know," said a sweet little girl in a timid voice.

"OK, the classmate answered." yunmenglong pointed to the little girl and said.

"Journey to the west, the dream of Red Mansions, the romance of the Three Kingdoms, and the water margin." the little girl replied.

Yunmenglong looked at the little girl lovingly and asked the teacher, "classmate, what's your name?"

"My name is Yue Jin." the little girl blushed. It's also strange that the girl who used to be a little sister blushes when talking to Yun Menglong.

"OK, Yue Jin, the teacher told you that the four famous works you mentioned are out of date. They are not famous enough. The four famous works I said are, 'Legend of Yunmeng Dragon', 'Yunmeng dragon and his women', 'Yunmeng dragon, time and space shuttle', 'Bingying, love you for 10000 years'." speaking of the last one, Yunmeng dragon looks at Jin Bingying with deep love. Jin Bingying is angry and funny. Now yunmenglong is her teacher. The teacher talks nonsense. Students should also listen.

The boys vomit wildly, the girls are dizzy, and yunmenglong laughs wildly. It's shameless.

The teacher is a hooligan. This is the truth of all boys. Many boys are already very upset, but they still have some scruples about yunmenglong's ability. After all, he managed the crow with all his hands and feet. They asked themselves that they can't compete with it. The so-called current affairs person is a hero, so they have to temporarily succumb to his power.

"The teacher is not kidding you. In a thousand years, these four books will completely replace the original four masterpieces and become the new four masterpieces." Yun Menglong said very seriously. The students looked very adored, but they disdained it in their hearts and thought Yun Menglong was funny.

Yunmenglong saw through it and didn't care. No matter how powerful they were, they were just mortals. "Do you know what Tang poetry is?" yunmenglong asked.

Without speaking, yunmenglong revealed the answer: "the poems written by poets in the Tang Dynasty are Tang poems."

……

The students were silent. This explanation is really right and heinous.

"Do you know what Song Ci is?" yunmenglong asked.

"Song Ci is written by the poets of Song Dynasty." Can Xue stood up and answered.

"Very good, you are very talented. You can draw inferences from one instance." Yun Menglong nodded happily: "your name is pork Rong, isn't it?"

"My name is remnant blood." remnant blood was very unhappy with the nickname pork Rong. Yun Menglong called him that, which made him very unhappy and his tone became cold.

Yunmenglong didn't seem to know. He nodded: "Oh, I know, pork Rong."

……

Residual blood shook his head. He had no choice for such a hooligan. He was a small hooligan. Seeing a big hooligan, he was still a hooligan. Now there was a overlord among hooligans, so he had to retreat to the second line and be silent.

"Pork Rong, can you recite Tang poems?" yunmenglong continued to destroy blood. Originally, he wanted to say he wouldn't come, but yunmenglong's next words made him give up his idea: "if you can't recite you, copy 300 Tang poems a thousand times."

"Yes." residual blood hardened his scalp.

"Recite one to listen." Yunmeng Dragon said.

"I drank too much yesterday and still wanted to vomit when I woke up. I've been depressed recently, and I always have countless feelings.

Wandering around alone, I thought it was cool at first. Now I look back, lonely, miserable and helpless.

I've been practicing literature and martial arts since I was a child. I don't think I'm old enough. I'm still not patronized.

The young man's secret love object has long been married as a wife. That day, when I met the street, the child called me uncle.

There are many women around. They are all aunts and sisters in law. Occasionally, there is an exception. They are also crooked melons and bad dates.

There are too many singles around. I'm so hungry all day. I don't know what to say if I want to comfort.

Some people look at me and want to help me find it. Even waste materials, maybe I want them too.

If I would rather die than obey, I will be said to have high eyes. I have to harden my head and go and have a look.

Unexpectedly, things are unpredictable. They are also very selective. They have no money, house or car. They can't come to harass them.

I wonder why the world has changed. All the edification I have received since I was a child has become a joke.

You work hard and end up doing it all in vain. You flatter and flatter, but you can get along well.

They enjoy themselves at home, and I study hard in the dormitory. But after a long busy day, I should still be alone.

It's a public servant of the people to do evil and bully. If you don't accept it, you'll be subdued immediately.

Thugs, local ruffians and hooligans are the pillars of the country. Bachelor, master and doctor, when you pretend.

In this commodity society, you have to be able to do everything. Either corruption or tax evasion.

His mother just won't, become so ashamed. At this point, I suddenly understand that honesty is actually wrong.

When friends see here, they are not confused. Why do flowers bloom with cow dung.

Heaven's virtue of living makes me unable to marry. Lao Tzu's heart is horizontal and responds to the national policy.

Since then, how can I be single all my life? It's all the fault of previous lives.

No matter how hungry and thirsty others are, your little master, I will devote myself to the Buddha! Amitabha Buddha... "

Residual blood wants to break the scalp and can't think of a Tang poem. When he was five years old, he came to Yunhai city to travel with his parents. The boy saw a beautiful woman who was so beautiful that the water splashed in his mouth. He couldn't help following the beauty and finally lost the beauty. After all, he was too young and ran around. After a few streets, the beauty still disappeared. He remembered his parents when he lost his beauty, but he couldn't find it. Pork Rong, this is a typical child who lost a beauty and lost a kiss. He had no choice but to become a little loser and become the smallest poor person who sacrificed for beauty. However, this boy is stubborn and still a hungry ghost in color. He is extremely brave. Especially the color gall is Bao Tian. It's also very comfortable to see a beauty in the street every day. When he is hungry, he goes to the dustbin to toss, Or holding passers-by's legs and asking for money, it's not a miracle that a five-year-old child should live like this.

Pork Rong has been wondering whether his parents don't want him and deliberately throw him away with a beauty trick? Why don't your parents look for him? If he hadn't found a broken book with beautiful illustrations in the dustbin when he was seven, he would be dead. The book was a strange man in Wulin who accidentally lost the script after drinking too much. Then the old man sweeping the street threw the book in the dustbin. The book was called "baitianjue". Pork Rong didn't know the three words until he was 16 years old. He was also a natural martial arts genius. He didn't know the big words, so he practiced baitianjue to the third level. Now he is eighteen years old and baitianzi has reached the fourth level. The boy came to school to practice martial arts. He is not wanted anywhere else.

With his excellent martial arts, he robbed the rich and helped the poor. The rich are the rich, and the poor are themselves. Rob the rich's money to help the poor. But that time, when he was gnawing pig's feet in the street, he met a untidy young man in his twenties. The young man recited the poem three times and five times. The residual blood was very happy. The poem was really cool. Although he didn't know big words, he had an excellent memory and remembered it carelessly. This time, I had a flash in my mind. I didn't know if it was a Tang poem, so I had to take it out for emergency. The young man not only inadvertently taught the poem of remnant blood, but also him. Remnant blood came to Qianlong college. According to himself, the man was called Dragon zhantian. Residual blood is really respectful to this name. Now he doesn't know where brother long is.

Residual blood shook his head and finished reciting the poem. Yun Menglong patted his palm and said, "good poem, good poem, although the language is vulgar, it is quite realistic." after praising, Yun Menglong turned the topic: "however, is this a poem of the Tang Dynasty? Which poet of the Tang Dynasty wrote it?"

Remnant blood knew one thing about the poets of the Tang Dynasty, that is, Li Taibai's classmate, who wrote a hundred poems about fighting wine, so he said, "Li Bai."

"Li Bai, Tang poetry has five character quatrains and seven character quatrains. This is the most basic form. Although Li Bai is arrogant and uninhibited, his poetry is open and close, he won't jump out of five or seven characters. Your six character poetry is written by Li Bai. Don't you want to make him angry?" Yun Menglong asked with a smile.

Residual blood had to nod honestly: "I don't know who wrote it. I can write this poem. Just say what you want."

"Very good. I like honest children. Sit down." yunmenglong waved his hand.

Residual blood was surprised. He looked at yunmenglong and sat down.

"Tang poetry stresses rhythm and rhyme. The rhythm is flat and flat, and rhyme is the ending sound." Yunmeng dragon recited with his back: "young red and pink are together, and the brocade tent and spring night love endlessly. Xingsoul doesn't know that when he comes to the hotel, the crazy soul is suspected to enter the fairy boat. His face is red and stained with rouge sweat, and his face is white and mistakenly stained with pink and Dai oil. Once he falls asleep, the chicken can't sing until five more autumn." this poem is definitely an extremely debauchery poem, Describe a couple who went to a hotel to open a room and fought until dawn. However, because yunmenglong reads very seriously, and most students have no concept of poetry, few can hear what yunmenglong reads. Just looking at Yunmeng dragon with adoring eyes, Yunmeng dragon smiled endlessly.

Jin Bingying glanced at yunmenglong angrily. Xue Piao was a top student in Peking University. She understood as soon as she heard it. She couldn't help blushing and jumping down her head. Liang Xiaotong's small face is redder. Tomato beauty is not covered.

"Wow, good poetry, good poetry. Mr. Yun's style of reading poetry is close to Li Bai and Du Fu, which makes people admire him. Excuse me, Mr. Yun, what does this poem mean?" three eyes thought the opportunity was coming and immediately flattered.

Yunmenglong pretended to sigh and said, "this is a love poem with profound artistic conception. It can only be meaningful and unspeakable. Let's experience it slowly. You can come and communicate with me, especially welcome beautiful women."

"Yes, sir," most students should say.

"Compared with Tang poetry, I prefer Song poetry. Unlike Tang poetry, each sentence of Song poetry must be either five words or seven words. Its number of words is relatively flexible, but it is not written blindly. It should also be in strict accordance with the word brand. The word brand is originally the name of the music. There are more than 1000 kinds, and the forms are very changeable, such as rumengling, Bodhisattva man, recalling Jiangnan, niannujiao, waves washing sand and fishing songs Zi and so on. What I like most is the words of Li Yu, the late leader of the Southern Dynasty, "said Yunmeng Longyin and sang a song of Yu beauty of Li Yu:" when is the spring flowers and Autumn Moon, and how much do you know about the past? The small building was in the east wind last night, so the country can't look back at the moonlight. The carved fence and jade should still be there, but the face of Zhu Yan has changed. Asking you how much you can worry, it's like a river of spring water flowing eastward. "Yunmeng dragon's voice is high from time to time, Sometimes deep, sometimes sad, sometimes affectionate, make everyone cry. After singing, yunmenglong said, "who can recite another Song Ci to me?" yunmenglong looked around.

"I!" said a boy with a rough voice.

"What's your name?" asked yunmenglong.

"Liu Yong." the boy replied.

"Rogue poet Liu Yong, disrespectful." cloud dream dragon arched his hand.

"No, it's * * *'s Liu, brave and brave." Liu Yong corrected yunmenglong.

"Oh, it scared my little heart. I thought brother Liu had come back. Please carry it." yunmenglong touched his chest and said.

Liu Yong knocked on the table, stepped on the floor and sang in a voice that startled the world and cried ghosts and gods:“

When does your girlfriend have a drink, ask your roommate.

I wonder if the girl next door has a boyfriend?

I want to chisel the wall, but I'm afraid the wall is too thick and hurts my hand.

Secretly looked, and the people in the room had left.

Turn the stairs and look down. That's so and so.

If she is not single, she is carrying a handsome elbow.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has a full moon. This has happened since ancient times.

I hope they will break up soon!

When does your girlfriend have a drink? Ask Qingtian.

How many years will it take to say goodbye to being single?

I want to become a monk and take it. I'm afraid I miss beautiful women. It's too cold to open an empty door.

Dance with the shadow, lonely in the world.

Chasing girls, delusional Acacia, difficult to sleep at night.

There should be no hate. When can you realize your dream.

Men are tall, short, fat and thin, and women are black and white, beautiful and ugly.

I wish we could live a long time and have no more bachelors! "The considerate and naked singing made all the bachelors sigh. Yunmenglong felt very ashamed. He accounted for so many effective resources alone. How many bachelors there must be in the world. However, yunmenglong was ashamed. He still worked hard for beautiful women. Liu Yong was crying and hysterical at the end of the song. I think his next sentence must be: "teacher, give me a woman. I haven't had a woman for many years!"

Yunmenglong pondered and said, "brother Yong, what's the name of this word?"

Liu Yong wiped his tears and choked: "when will the girlfriend of shuitiao singer have one?"

Yun Menglong went down and patted Liu Yong on the shoulder and said, "good words, good names, rest assured, there will be girlfriends, bread, and everything."

As soon as yunmenglong walked back to the podium, the teacher's door rang. Yunmenglong called and saw a thin and tall boy. Yunmenglong blocked the boy outside the door and asked, "why?"

"Teacher, I'm looking for yunmenglong. I have something to do." the tall thin man said.

"Why are you looking for him?" yunmenglong asked.

"I'm his cousin. I heard he went to school here, so..." the boy lied.

Yunmenglong looked at the tall and thin man with a smile, held his arm and didn't speak.