Chapter 401: Discuss Meng Hao (seeking a monthly ticket)
At this moment, Ding Wei raised her hand.
"I don't agree with your point of view - what does it mean to have no talent for poetry?"
“Classmate, do you think it’s easy to write about Chun Mian Bu Jiao Xiao and Qi Steam Yun Meng Ze?”
"Just talking about these two masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, isn't that enough? This means you have no talent for poetry... Your requirements are a bit high."
"Also, what does it mean - the only redeeming feature is that it attracts Li Bai's crazy pursuit?"
"Is the Meng Haoran you know the same as the one I know?"
"I don't agree with your point of view. I think you haven't carefully understood his life at all."
Lu Li raised her head:
"Yes, you have understood it, and you can do it! You just don't like me, and you target me everywhere."
Ding Wei:……
She felt that one year in college had worn away all of Lu Li's broadmindedness and vision.
She took a deep breath:
"Are you mentally ill?"
"The two of us are discussing and debating. You can say whatever you want. The pros and cons have different views. Is it called a quarrel?"
"Too."
"You never participate in our group debates, and you never speak out during topic discussions. You earn attendance points in class and leave immediately after class."
"I even wonder if there are steel nails drilled into your stool. It's painful to sit for any longer."
…
Ding Wei shook her head and said something to Chen Siyu.
As expected, Chen Siyu clapped her hands:
"Teacher, let the two of them debate the pros and cons."
Everyone didn't know why, but when they heard the applause, they subconsciously clapped along.
He also shouted as well.
Lao Wang: Cough.
I don’t know why, but it feels so good.
…
He smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you are worthy of being my Lao Wang's student! In the new semester, I can see your passion."
"Okay, how many people are there in the class? Squad leader, come and divide us into groups. Let's debate the pros and cons in groups, and everyone can participate."
The applause gradually disappeared.
Lao Wang added: "Let's have a good debate. If you've said it well, we won't have any extracurricular homework for this class."
Everyone cheered immediately!
Why isn't it going to class? It's better to have a debate and give each other a heads-down than to catch up on homework after class.
Who says college students don’t have homework? It’s almost bald to write an article.
…
The monitor is Bu Ming.
As one of the few green spots among thousands of flowers, he is quite authoritative among girls.
After all, he speaks in a low voice, is shy, and blushes at every turn. Who wouldn't listen to the instructions given by such a little sheep?
Ding Wei was his idol when he entered the Internet literature. Now it was obvious that the other girl was not getting along with that girl. Without saying a word, he put the two of them into the same group as pros and cons. He also rarely let go of his shyness and said loudly:
"I think everyone's thoughts and opinions are different, and everyone's understanding of Meng Haoran is also different."
"How about this, give everyone another ten minutes to prepare, and we will allocate it according to the group. Groups will take turns to debate, giving everyone a chance to give feedback in support of the pros and cons."
"Okay."
"good."
Everyone nodded immediately.
debate!
They like it the most, it's... exciting, very exciting.
Anyone you don't like can come up and give it a try. If what you say is reasonable and well-founded, you will receive a vote of supporters——
Cool!
Chen Siyu was even more confident and now approached Bai Shanshan:
"Shanshan, come on, let's work on the information together. I have to suppress Lu Li's opposition."
Zhou Xuemei sat opposite her, looking so innocent at the moment:
"I also have a positive view..." Naihe was divided into the negative group.
Chen Siyu laughed loudly:
"Beauty, this is the order of the old king of Montenegro...just wait for me to crush you!"
"Ahem." Someone behind him cleared his throat.
Chen Siyu didn't pay attention at all. Instead, she shook her shoulders and shook off Bai Shanshan's pat on her.
Then he was stunned again.
Because looking down, a pair of shoes worn only by men appeared.
Lao Wang looked at her with a complicated expression, cleared his throat, and said nothing.
——Heaven is going to kill me!
Chen Siyu's indomitable momentum disappeared instantly. She shook her legs and sat down again. Now she looked at Bai Shanshan, her eyes full of expectation: "Didn't Lao Wang hear what I said?"
Bai Shanshan looked at her sympathetically:
"You'd better take this time to do more research... He will be there when you call Lao Wang. If you have this time to prepare, you might as well start the draft early, and you can write a 5,000-word analysis of Meng Haoran in the evening."
Chen Siyu:......
Looking at Zhou Xuemei again, I saw a wicked smile on her face: "Your Majesty, are you still coming tonight?"
It was impossible to come. Chen Siyu had already made up his mind to forget about it and act like an ostrich...
But Ding Wei was already ready.
Bu Ming didn't take it too seriously to see the excitement, and now he was full of inexplicable confidence in her, so he arranged for them to go into battle in the first group.
Chen Siyu:......
She no longer dared to raise her head to look at Lao Wang's expression. In terms of momentum, she lost a lot: Ding Wei mistaken me!
…
The class free group debate competition was not that particular. There was no distinction between one debate and two debates, free speakers, etc. Ding Wei only stared at Lu Li's point of view just now, and now she opened her mouth without hesitation.
"First of all, I think Meng Haoran is a very romantic person."
"Not only is he romantic, he is also a very determined person. He is not, as the opponent's debater just said, a sad person who cannot even control his desires."
"Let us count Meng Haoran's life in detail."
"He was convicted at the age of eighteen. He should have been a proud man. Either he would work hard for an official career all his life, or he would indulge himself in the praise of everyone."
"But he didn't. Instead, he simply gave up his originally bright and smooth life path and turned to pursue his ideal life."
"And in such a big feudal family, he still struggled and succeeded."
"He is a man born in poetry."
"So I said that he is a person with very firm beliefs. The spiritual world must be richer than we can imagine. Just do it if you want to do it. Isn't this the most romantic thing in the world?"
"Also, there is one more thing."
"The other debater just said that he married a brothel girl."
"What does brothel mean?"
Cao Zhi said: "The brothel is close to the road, and the high gate is connected with many gates."
Yuan Mei said: "Emperor Wu of Qi painted green paint on Xingguang Tower, which was called a brothel."
Initially, brothel referred to the residence of the emperor.
Later, everyone misreported it and mistakenly thought it was an occasion for women to sell their bodies.
In the Liang Dynasty, there was the first poet who mistakenly used allusions to brothels in his articles.
"So according to the environment of the Tang Dynasty, it is inaccurate for you to use brothel to describe Meng Haoran's wife."
Lu Li is right about one thing.
I just don't like her, so I come here to find fault with her.
——Lao Wang himself is worried about the comments at the bottom of the book, and Ding Weike is also following up for updates.
She also wants to know, who is pretending to be a Ming Dynasty student and talking nonsense?
Now it seems that it is not fake.
…
She cheered up and continued to face Lu Li's confused eyes:
"In fact, the singer and dancer pursued by Meng Haoran is not only proficient in music, good at singing and dancing, but also writes his own poems and sings, and is famous."
"I'm sure that if she comes to our class one day, none of you here will be able to beat her in terms of literary talent."
Everyone listened attentively and couldn't help but laugh:
"That's for sure."
"But at that time, the Tang Dynasty spoke both Mandarin and dialect, so she had to understand the language first."
But Bu Ming's eyes lit up.
If an ancient person traveled to modern times...
Anyway, I digress.
Everyone had a laugh, and Ding Wei brought the topic to the center again without looking at Lu Li's blue face:
"In short, the other party definitely does not meet the status of a wife from a famous family, but Meng Haoran still persisted in marrying her."
"So you see, even a singer and dancer like this got married as soon as he asked, and his family said I would cut off your financial resources, but he didn't let go, and he finally succeeded in living in seclusion with his wife."
"I can repeat this a hundred times. When it comes to the virtues of a gentleman who honors his word and keeps his word, no one here can beat him."
This is true.
Especially there are many girls in the class, and they think more emotionally.
There are not too few men and women in modern times who compromise for various reasons. Meng Haoran can do it under such great pressure...
What should I do? Suddenly I fell in love with this kind of infatuated character.
But does this one have any maids or maids? Just like that...
I couldn't help but get entangled again.
Ding Wei continued her crushing.
"Also, the opposing debater said: Meng Haoran has no talent for poetry. Come on, his wife is not even as famous as him. She was already so popular at that time."
"Why do you still think that Meng Haoran's literary talent is not enough?"
"Did you never cry while reciting poems when you were a child?"
"As for political talent..."
"I won't say more about this. After all, we can't see whether this person has political talent. But he must be as stubborn as Li Bai."
Zhang Jiuling, Wang Wei and Li Bai all recommended him, and Tang Xuanzong also met him in person.
He is either falling asleep or complaining about his dissatisfaction...whether it is due to bad luck or intentional...
"I would like to say one more thing with both hands: When it comes to iron heads, he can hit a hundred of you here."
Everyone admitted it with a smile.
…
With a smile like this, this debate has completely gone out of shape and doesn't even look like a debate anymore.
However, Lao Wang still smiled.
The discussion is just to gain better knowledge. This is not a formal competition, so how can they be so particular?
Anyway, he sounds interesting.
What Ding Wei said was also quite interesting.
"Of course, Tang Xuanzong met him in person, Zhang Jiuling, Wang Wei, Li Bai and Han Chaozong all recommended him, and even Li Bai has been madly pursuing him throughout his life - for such a person, if he is the kind of person who can't control the desires in his heart, or
He is a person without emotional intelligence. Do you think he would have such a friend?"
"Of course, it's true that he couldn't control his eating fish and caused the sores to recur and died. But this incident just means that he couldn't control his desires -"
"There have always been people who have tried boldly and dared to commit suicide."
"In ancient times, there were people who ate blowfish, but now we have people who play to the extreme..."
"I have a cold, and the doctor told me to eat light food. Did you go to the door to do a skewer when you had a cold?"
"Of course. Just like people with diabetes cannot eat high-sugar foods, they must avoid foods that they should avoid. But I just think that it would be biased to say that he cannot control his desires based on this alone."
"I always feel that people who can write poems like that must have a very rich spiritual world."
"So I think he is a romantic person."
"Life is romantic, chasing is also romantic, and dreams are also romantic."
"Even the poetry seems romantic."
"I've finished my opinion."
The whole classroom immediately burst into applause.
Lao Wang was also cheerful:
"Okay, that's good. You've done your homework very solidly, and it's not something you can accomplish in a day."
"What's next? It's the little girl next to you, right?"
"Little girl, be bolder. But you must speak better, otherwise it won't impress people as Ding Wei said, and I will criticize you."
Chen Siyu stood up tremblingly.
She knew that this chicken thief Lao Wang...
Opposite me, Zhou Xuemei still looked honest and honest, and smiled softly at her.
…
After finally getting to the end of get out of class, Chen Siyu felt that she had finally escaped. Lao Wang was indeed a kind Lao Wang.
Although he said he was scaring her, he actually didn't leave a homework of 51,000 yuan.
"Professor Lao Wang is really broad-minded..."
She muttered, and Ding Wei couldn't help but smile: "Fortunately, I wasn't caught."
Just as she was talking, Bu Ming stopped her.
"Ding Wei, do you have time? I just thought of a story. Let's discuss it."
"Okay."
The next class was in another classroom. The two of them were walking and gesticulating, discussing Bu Ming's new ideas there.
"Have you finished this book?" Ding Wei was curious.
"Didn't you say that I expected to write 10 million words? I feel like I haven't followed that much in terms of updates! You don't have a few million words saved, right?"
Bu Ming smiled: "No, it's only a few hundred thousand words, which is still a long way to go."
“But the specific ideas have been sorted out, and it’s just a matter of time before I write them down.”
The other party downplayed it.
Ding Wei was in awe——
Ten million words of plot and details made her head hurt just thinking about it. At this moment, she couldn't help but stick out her thumb: "You were born to eat this bowl of rice."
"Where, where."
Bu Ming wanted to be modest, but failed, and his cheeks and ears turned red.
To put it bluntly, he is now number one on the list, and he is number one every month.
Now he can earn 100,000 yuan in four months by writing novels, and this is despite him trying every possible means to prevent his brother from receiving rewards.
His brother even urged him to finish writing it every day, and after finishing it, he would see if it was possible to make a game directly.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that it made perfect sense for his brother to buy back his copyright for five million!
Judging from the speed at which this book is making money, if the website doesn't interfere with his brother's involvement, it might just buy back the copyright, but it will have to add a single digit later.
Not to mention, if this network is really good, it has quite a potential for development.
However, Buming has never cared much about such complex business matters.
At this moment, he only said to Ding Wei: "Now there is no big fluctuation in writing this story, so I want to see if I can write individual plots when I have free time to change my ideas."
"As you said today, what would happen if that singing and dancing master came to modern times? I'm not very good at portraying women. Do you think this idea would work if it were a man?"
