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Who is this?

Teach me how to be a good person?

No!

Teach me how to write poetry?

Wang Qian was full of doubts.

Professor of literature and history at Zhejiang University?

Wang Qian hasn’t spoken yet.

The comments below have already exploded.

Everyone was about to eat melon while watching Wang Qian and Liu Shengnan interact.

Both of them are usually very low-key and don't talk much, but they are extremely popular.

Now it is rare to interact frequently.

Fans and fans of the two are very excited to participate!

Even a considerable number of Liu Shengnan's fans are dissatisfied and feel that Wang Qian may steal the goddess of their dreams.

However, if you are dissatisfied, you have no choice but to watch helplessly and be forcibly eaten.

In Wang Qian’s Weibo comments, everyone saw the professor’s message, and they all had almost the same thoughts as Wang Qian!

Who are you?

"Who is this professor from Zhejiang University? Why did you come to mess with Professor Wang out of nowhere?"

"By the way, you are a professor at Zhejiang University, and our Professor Wang is also a professor at three top music schools. What are you pretending to be!"

"The two poems written by Professor Wang are very good. Anyway, I like them very much."

"Professor Wang humbly said that he can no longer teach Liu Shengnan, but this professor still jumps out? I don't understand why, are you looking for a sense of presence?"

"By the way, Professor Wang will write another poem for him to read."

"I may have thought of the reason. This is a professor from Zhejiang University. Think about it, where did Liu Shengnan go after the college entrance examination?"

"The truth! Liu Shengnan graduated from Zhejiang University majoring in literature and history, and he graduated from a master's degree, and then went to Yangyin to study for a Ph.D.! So, this guy came to be the boss because of Liu Shengnan?"

"Professor, can you bear it?"

Can Wang Qian endure it?

Tell the truth.

Of course he couldn't bear it.

Even after reading a few comments from his fans, he might have guessed the reason!

Liu Shengnan is a graduate student from Zhejiang University, majoring in literature and history!

Maybe it has something to do with this?

What does that have to do with me?

It’s not me who went to find Liu Shengnan.

She said she wanted to learn from me

Say it again!

I rejected them all!

Wang Qian typed softly and replied to Professor Tang Hepeng: "Professor Tang, I may not be able to teach others to write poetry. Then you can teach me and let me see your masterpiece and improve my study."

Tang Hepeng immediately replied: "Young people are very humble and not bad. Then I will let you see the real poems! Wait a moment"

Wang Qian laughed.

At this time, someone found Tang Hepeng's information.

Professor of literature and history at Zhejiang University. He has been teaching for more than 20 years. He graduated from the Literature Department of Beijing University when he was young. He later stayed at Zhejiang University to study for a Ph.D. and has been teaching until now. He is a somewhat famous writer and has published a collection of essays and A collection of poems that has received high praise in the cultural circle, has won some regional literary awards, and is relatively well-established in Zhejiang University.

Moreover.

The most important thing is.

Tang Hepeng is Liu Shengnan’s graduate tutor!

Wang Qian seemed to understand.

Liu Shengnan, an imageless figure, was sleeping soundly on the bed when he was finally woken up by the phone that had been vibrating all morning.

Rub your eyes!

Liu Shengnan picked up the phone and said in a daze: "What are you doing?"

"Shengnan, my old Liao, have you gotten up? Where are you? I will go over to find you now and talk to you face to face."

Liao Yongjiang said quickly.

Liu Shengnan heard Liao Yongjiang's voice and said lazily: "Old Liao, there is no need for an interview. There is nothing to talk about, so let's leave it like that."

Liao Yongjiang: "Then your works that are taking off can be restored first?"

Liu Shengnan: "Why did I recover?"

Liao Yongjiang is speechless!

Why?

For money?

Liu Shengnan is not short of money!

Liao Yongjiang knows that this is a genius who only makes money and doesn't spend much money.

I have made at least one billion in these years!

However, apart from buying a large house for myself in Chengdu and an ordinary small car for transportation, I have not spent much money. The other expenses are living expenses, which are just a drop in the bucket compared to my income. .

Even.

He guessed that Liu Shengnan might not know how much money he had and had no idea about money.

"Sheng Nan"

Liao Yongjiang still wants to be reasonable.

Liu Shengnan said directly: "Old Liao, I'm hanging up. Don't keep looking for me. Do you have anything else to do? You care about other artists who care about you."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Buzzing

The phone vibrated again.

Liu Shengnan didn't get enough sleep, so he picked up the phone and said in a bad tone: "Old Liao, you can do it!"

The voice that came over the phone was not Liao Yongjiang's voice, but a calm and gentle man's voice: "Liu Shengnan, this is Bai Hua."

Liu Shengnan suddenly lost his sleepiness!

White birch?

What a familiar name.

She thought about it carefully and found it in the corner of her memory.

Classmates from Zhejiang University!

It seems a bit far away.

Liu Shengnan sat up and asked doubtfully: "Bai Hua, hello, do you have anything to do with me?"

Bai Hua: "Well, something happened. You publicly worshiped Wang Qian as your teacher on Weibo and learned poetry from him?"

Liu Shengnan thought of this. She liked the four lines of the poem Wang Qian posted yesterday, so she said this without thinking too much.

"Well, it looks like his talent is great. I want to add some cultural elements of our ancient Chinese poetry to the next album, and he is also an original musician, so I want to ask for advice. Just ask me. For this?"

Liu Shengnan explained and asked curiously.

Then she frowned.

Why should I explain to you?

I feel bad!

Bai Hua said: "Well, that's why. When we were studying at Zhejiang University, Professor Tang who taught us was dissatisfied, so he got into a fight with Wang Qian on Weibo. I think, Weibo There are too many people following the platform, and it has a bad influence. I tried to persuade the teacher, but he didn’t listen to me. You are the cause of the matter, so I’ll give you a call and see if you can talk to Wang Qian. Apologize publicly to Professor Tang on Weibo to calm him down and expose this matter?"

Professor Tang?

Liu Shengnan has memories of the literary young professor who liked to pretend that he was very literary, but in fact his literary talent was very average?

When she was a graduate student, she had a general impression of this professor and her memory was not deep.

Because Professor Tang Hepeng didn't help her much. He often liked to show off his works. Although they were ordinary works, he felt very good about himself.

Liu Shengnan was confused: "Why is Professor Tang dissatisfied?"

Bai Hua smiled bitterly: "Liu Shengnan, you majored in literature at Zhejiang University. Professor Tang is your graduate tutor, and you are the most famous among his students. Therefore, he usually pays attention to you and pays attention to you during class. He often mentions that you are his student and sounds very proud."

"Now, you have made Wang Qian's apprenticeship public and made him unhappy. Professor Tang is such a person. He is also old, loves face, and is very stubborn. So, talk to Wang Qian and give in. , apologize to him, and I will persuade him to forget about it and let him go."

Although Liu Shengnan has almost negative emotional intelligence, he has a superior IQ. He probably understood what Bai Hua meant and asked curiously: "Bai Hua, why are you with Professor Tang?"

Bai Hua: "I stayed in school back then, and now I am still teaching students at Zhejiang University."

Liu Shengnan understood, but still said uncertainly: "I should apologize to the professor, but I am not qualified to ask Wang Qian to apologize to the professor. There is no reason for him to apologize to Professor Tang."

Bai Hua was silent for a second, and then couldn't help but agree: "Yes! Wang Qian didn't seem to have done anything wrong. I'm quite happy with his seven-step poem and the four-line poem he sent you last night. I like it. But the professor doesn’t seem to like it and says it’s all limericks.”

Liu Shengnan recited the four lines of the poem in his mind and asked, "What's going on now?"

Bai Hua: "I don't know, I'll go back and take a look. I'll hang up first!"

Liu Shengnan: "Okay!"

Hung up the phone.

Liu Shengnan got up wearing a T-shirt and shorts, picked up the computer next to him, opened it, and checked on Weibo.

So many people talk about me?

I saw many people saying that their interactions with Wang Qian were ambiguous and subtle

Liu Shengnan muttered: "These people are so boring!"

Then, she saw Wang Qian’s reply to her on Weibo and declined her request for study and advice.

I also saw what Professor Tang Hepeng said directly to Wang Qian in a high-profile manner.

Liu Shengnan pouted.

She is unhappy again!

Although Tang Hepeng is his graduate tutor.

But

Why do you scold Wang Qian?

Lerger?

Just talk to Bai Hua in private.

You don’t want to lose face by talking about someone on Weibo in front of so many people?

Liu Shengnan no longer wanted to apologize to Tang Hepeng.

I saw Wang Qian suddenly sent a message!

Huh?

This guy actually surrendered and asked Professor Tang for advice on writing poems?

Liu Shengnan frowned tightly.

This

It’s different from the Wang Qian she imagined

For the sake of freedom, people who can rage against each other and spend their own money to build a platform to play on their own.

Will you still give in after being taught an inexplicable lesson?

Can’t he see the sarcasm in Professor Tang’s words?

Liu Shengnan rested his face on his hands and stared at the computer screen quietly.

In her heart.

A little disappointed!

Perhaps this is the choice of mature middle-aged people?

But

She still doesn't like it.

Zhejiang University.

In an office.

Tang Hepeng was really sitting in front of his computer, lowering his head and rummaging around in the drawer.

The office door opens.

An elegant and slightly fat man walked in. It was Bai Hua who had just called Liu Shengnan.

Bai Hua came in and said quickly: "Professor, I just called Shengnan. Shengnan said that this was all a misunderstanding. She and Wang Qian were just joking, not serious. Didn't Wang Qian also admit it publicly? Isn’t he qualified to teach Shengnan? I think you should not be angry.”

Tang Hepeng ignored Bai Hua and still rummaged in the drawer a few times, then took out a notebook, looked up at Bai Hua, and then opened the notebook: "Bai Hua, I just want everyone to realize what is True poetry."

Bai Hua felt helpless, guessing that Professor Tang Hepeng might have done it intentionally.

Tang Hepeng has always wanted to prove his literary talent.

Always looking for opportunities to express myself.

I published a collection of essays and a collection of poems, but they did not receive much response. Although I won a small range of awards, they were all for the entertainment of the writers' association in a small area and had no authority.

So, Tang Hepeng has been publishing his works frequently on Weibo, gaining some support and attracting tens of thousands of followers.

This time

Tang Hepeng may have deliberately tried to flirt with Wang Qian.

Of course, it is true that he does not want his students to study with Wang Qian.

Especially.

Liu Shengnan is still the most talented student he has ever taught in his life.

How could he continue to brag that Liu Shengnan was his student when he was in class in the future?

Others asked: How can your students learn to write poetry from Wang Qian?

Wang Qian studied acting!

How did he answer?

Literati care for each other more than anything else.

Tang Hepeng felt very uncomfortable whenever he thought about the embarrassing scenes that might happen.

So.

Tang Hepeng found his favorite and most satisfying piece of music in his inspiration notebook, tapped the keyboard, and typed it into his Weibo account.

When Bai Hua saw this, he knew there was nothing he could do to stop him. He sat next to Tang Hepeng and said, "Professor Tang, in fact, Wang Qian didn't do anything excessive."

Tang Hepeng said calmly: "How can he, a singer who studies acting, teach others to compose poetry? Isn't that misleading? Does he know the rhythm of poetry? Does he know the development of modern poetry? Does he know the techniques of poetry expression? know"

Bai Hua smiled bitterly: "He may not know!"

Tang Hepeng nodded: "Then I'll teach him!"

Bai Hua: "Professor Tang, Wang Qian is also a piano professor at three conservatories. Please pay attention to your tone when you speak. It will be a good story for you to learn from each other, isn't it?"

Tang Hepeng said this: "Okay, let's discuss it with him."

Speaking!

Tang Hepeng typed quickly, operated the computer skillfully, and posted a seven-character poem he wrote last winter.

It rained in winter yesterday and is snowing now, and the willow leaves are falling in the wind.

The bronze horse is even more handsome, and the yellow leaves on the ginkgo tree are sparse.

Send.

Tang Hepeng looked quite satisfied. He typed behind and said to Wang Qian: "This poem is actually average, but in modern terms, it can be considered a good work. You can read it and study it carefully first. If you don't understand it, You can ask me."

Send again.

Bai Hua looked at the poem.

Actually!

He thinks it's relatively average.

There is no obvious ancient flavor!

However, this is how modern people write ancient poems.

After all, modern people do not learn and practice from childhood like ancient literati.

In addition to reading and studying ancient poems in textbooks, few modern people think about writing poems.

White Birch, I also feel a little good about myself

Tang Hepeng leaned back on his chair, waiting for Wang Qian to continue asking him for advice, as if he was preparing to teach.

The Weibo posts of Wang Qian and Tang Hepeng are extremely lively at the moment.

Although, because several major companies have a tacit understanding to suppress Wang Qian together, it is difficult for topics about him to become popular again. It was popular for a while in the morning, but now it has fallen off.

However, Wang Qian himself has a huge number of fans.

So, there are still many people discussing this matter.

Not to mention.

There are also many fans of Liu Shengnan who participated and enjoyed it.

After learning Tang Hepeng's identity, many people restrained themselves a little, and no one was here to abuse others.

Furthermore, Wang Qian’s fans are very few young and brainless.

So, there is no such thing as a brainless person.

When Tang Hepeng's work was released, many people immediately forwarded it and commented.

"Seven-character poems? But what about rhymes? That's what Professor Tang's works are like."

"Actually, objectively speaking, Professor Tang's work is considered a good work in modern times. Have you ever seen what some of the award-winning literary works in the past few years were like?"

"As expected of a professor from a prestigious school, it's not bad!"

"Where is Professor Wang? Professor Wang, please tell me."

Liu Shengnan was also paying attention to this matter at the moment. While taking the breakfast sent by his mother, he ignored the disgusted look in his mother's eyes and continued to stare at the computer.

"Professor Tang's work?"

Liu Shengnan looked carefully.

Tell the truth.

She was a little disappointed.

She felt that this work was not as good as Wang Qian's seven-step poem.

In ancient times, this poem was just a limerick.

Objectively speaking, it’s pretty good now!

Liu Shengnan remained silent and looked at Wang Qian's Weibo.

I don’t have much expectations.

On the contrary, it was very peaceful.

Because, she was a little disappointed with Wang Qian.

Blue Lotus opened her mouth with an indomitable momentum.

Didn’t see it on Wang Qian.

Li Qingyao and Yang Yu also just got up.

Yang Yu left to report to the crew this afternoon.

Li Qingyao will also start work tomorrow.

So, today is the last day for the two of them to get together and prepare to go out for a big meal at noon.

Yang Yu turned on the computer, curiously looked at Qian Qianjing's data, and shouted to Li Qingyao who was washing up: "Yao Yao, Wang Qian's Qian Qianjing's data is very good, his new song Blue Lotus" There are more than two million downloads, which is amazing! This is a brand new platform."

Li Qingyao looked calm.

She read it when she first got up.

Yang Yu continued: "Wow, Yaoyao, your ex-husband had an ambiguous interaction with Liu Shengnan on Weibo? Doesn't he have a girlfriend? He is indeed a scumbag!"

Li Qingyao's face remained expressionless, and she had also seen it.

Yang Yu exclaimed: "Yao Yao, he got into trouble with a professor from Zhejiang University. This guy actually gave in in front of a professor from Zhejiang University?"

Li Qingyao was stunned, finished brushing his teeth in a hurry, and ran over to take a look: "Has he given in?"

This is not like the Wang Qian in Li Qingyao’s memory!

Wang Qian usually looks gentle and low-key.

However, I have always been very assertive in doing things and moved forward courageously.

I would never give in. If I had, I might not have gotten divorced from Li Qingyao.

Yang Yu opened Wang Qian's Weibo reply to Professor Tang Hepeng's reply: "Here, look! It seems that he still doesn't dare to mess with the professor of Zhejiang University."

Li Qingyao frowned slightly, with some disappointment in his eyes.

Tell the truth.

She can divorce Wang Qian.

However, she still hopes that Wang Qian will always be the same Wang Qian.

Even if Wang Qian no longer belongs to her.

"Professor Tang from Zhejiang University published a piece of work, which seems to be very good to read."

Yang Yu looked at it and said in admiration.

Li Qingyao said two words lightly: "Illiteracy!"

Yang Yu pinched Li Qingyao hard, and then clicked on Wang Qian's Weibo: "Let me see what Wang Qian says!"

Enter Wang Qian’s Weibo.

Wang Qian did not speak for the time being!

Yang Yu refreshed his mind.

Appeared!

Yang Yu read out softly: "Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascend to the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu!"

After Yang Yu finished reading, he said to himself: "I think Wang Qian's poem is better, Yaoyao, what do you think?"

No response!

Yang Yu turned to look at Li Qingyao.

I found that Li Qingyao was already staring at the screen without blinking, motionless.

Wang Qian laughed when he saw the work Tang Hepeng posted and its preaching flavor.

No hesitation, just take action.

"I benefited a lot from seeing Professor Tang's works! Suddenly I thought of the snow scene in winter. I was inspired and couldn't help but write a song. I also asked Professor Tang to point out the shortcomings."

"Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky."

"The window contains the snow of thousands of years in Xiling, and the door holds the ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu."

"It's funny."

"Please also ask Professor Tang to enlighten me on the shortcomings of this piece of work so that I can improve."

Send!

Wang Qian laughed, leaned on the chair and stretched, looked at Qin Xuerong still sleeping, and immediately got up and went out to buy breakfast.

There was a moment of silence on Weibo!