Li Yao felt as if his heart was bleeding when he heard the poems praising Jiang Yulou being praised by his companions around him.
How could it be possible? How could he be able to compose poetry?
He is obviously a writer of novels, how come he can even write poems so well!
Li Yao's expression twitched, and his heart was filled with regret.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have allowed him to compose poems in public.
Now it's okay, the glory that originally belonged to me has been taken by that guy.
Jian Xing, who had been paying attention to him, saw his mother-like expression and wanted to laugh.
At the same time, I admire Jiang Yulou even more in my heart.
He can write novels and poems, is there anything he can't do?
If there is a genius in the world, Jiang Yulou is definitely indispensable.
The eyes of the female educated youths looked at Jiang Yulou with tears in their eyes. Love and love were what they liked the most.
Li Yao couldn't stand this atmosphere, so he forced a smile and said: "Although Teacher Jiang's poem is good, it is an ancient poem. What we are discussing now is modern poetry..."
The educated youth couldn't stand such an obvious quibble.
"They are all poems. Aren't ancient poems poems?"
"Yes, some people like to compose ancient poetry, and some people like modern poetry, so what does it matter?"
"The quality of poetry has nothing to do with ancient poetry or modern poetry."
"Yes, that's not what you said just now."
"Li Yao, you should apologize to Teacher Jiang!"
The educated youths spoke for Jiang Yulou one after another, especially several female educated youths, as if they were his fans.
Li Yao's face turned green and red, and he had a faint intention of retreating, but he was still a little unwilling.
Jiang Yulou touched his smooth chin and smiled casually: "Modern poetry, right? I'll try to compose one."
"Teacher Jiang?!"
"Jade Tower..."
"unnecessary."
"Oh, Teacher Jiang still wants to write modern poetry?"
Li Yao looked at Jiang Yulou like a flashback. If his modern poems were not as good as his own, he would have something to say.
In the eyes of everyone, either expecting or worrying, Jiang Yulou stood up from his seat and took steps outside the circle.
Every step he took, the eyes of the educated youth followed him closely.
Three steps later, Li Yao looked gloomy and his eyes were dark.
After five steps, Jian Xing clenched his fists.
Six steps later, the female educated youth looked worried.
Seven steps later, Jiang Yulou stopped.
The eyes of the educated youth were filled with wonder.
He is going to...
At this time, Jiang Yulou raised his head and said with a smile: "Yes."
"First of all, it is best not to meet each other, so that we can not fall in love.
The second best is not knowing each other, so can not Acacia.
Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so that you will not owe each other.
Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to abandon each other.
Sixth best not relative, so can not meet.
Seventh, it is best not to misunderstand each other, so that there will be no negative consequences.
Eighth, it is best not to agree to each other, so that there will be no continuity.
Di Jiu Zui Hao Bu Xiang Yi, Ru Ci Bian Bu Ke Xiang Wei.
Tenth best not to meet, so can not meet.
But we know each other once we have seen each other, and it is better to see each other than not.
Ande and you are inseparable, so we don't have to worry about missing each other in life and death. "
"A poem of the Ten Commandments for everyone."
After Jiang Yulou finished speaking, he sat back down.
After sitting down, he not only received warm applause, but also the admiring eyes of female educated youths, and Li Yao's ashen face.
Good guy, in ancient times Cao Zijian wrote a poem in seven steps, and today Jiang Yulou wrote a poem in seven steps. If this spreads, not only Jiang Yulou will be famous, but everyone present will be famous.
The Yangping County Educated Youth Literature Seminar ended successfully. Everyone was very satisfied with the seminar, except Li Yao.
Of course, no one cares about Li Yao.
After today, Li Yao has become a clown, and everyone has already decided that he will not be invited to future gatherings and activities of educated youth.
This time Li Yao was considered to have cut himself off from the circle of educated youth. It could be said that he lost both his wife and his army.
Jian Xing and Jiang Yulou were from the same village, so they naturally traveled together.
"Good on you Jiang Yulou!"
"What's wrong, Brother Jian?"
Jian Xing became angry when he saw Jiang Yulou's innocent face, "Yulou, it's so hard for you to hide it from me! Your poems are so good, why don't you tell me about them?"
"Brother Jian, aren't you unjustly accusing me? I can't just say to everyone that I can write poetry. If I really do that, what will happen to me?" Jiang Yulou cried out.
Jian Xing was a little at a loss for words, but still emphasized: "In any case, it's all your fault."
"Yes, yes, everything you said is right." Jiang Yulou said.
Jian Xing: Why do you feel so weird?
"How come you are not only good at writing novels, but also good at poetry?"
Are there really all-rounders in the world?
Will Jiang Yulou become such a great writer?
Jiang Yulou stopped and said slowly: "I don't know how to write poetry.
until later
I learned to segment sentences. "
Jian Xing was dumbfounded, this...is this poetry?
"puff."
Jiang Yulou couldn't hold on any longer and ran towards the village as if he was running away.
"Good boy, don't run!"
Jian Xing chased after him angrily.
Back home, Jian Xing's anger was still there.
"What's wrong with you, are you so angry?" Zhang Yufen asked strangely.
Jian Xing said angrily: "He's not that boy from Yulou."
"What's wrong with Yulou? Are you having a conflict?" Zhang Yufen asked nervously.
"That's not true, it's just..."
After hesitating for a moment, Jian Xing told his wife exactly what happened.
Zhang Yufen couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Hey, I thought it was a big deal."
"Tell me, why are you acting like a child?"
Jian Xing looked downcast and said with a wry smile: "Maybe it's because the younger brother is so good that I, the older brother, feel pressure."
"There are geniuses in this world. Didn't you say that Yulou wants to be a great writer? You should be happy to be friends with a great writer." Zhang Yufen explained.
"you are right."
When Jian Xing thought about it, this was the truth and he no longer struggled.
In the study, he relied on memory to write down the two poems silently.
The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He asked Jiang Yulou that the two poems had never been published. Only a dozen or so people had heard of such a good poem, which was a waste of resources.
Thinking of this, he decided to take action on his own, which could be regarded as "revenge" on Jiang Yulou.
"Teacher personally..."
I wrote the letter, stuffed it into an envelope, affixed a stamp, and the recipient was Sun Hu from the editorial office of "Yanhe".
Sun Hu is his teacher.
The next day, he delivered the letter. Jiang Yulou didn't know all this yet.
These days, Jiang Yulou writes every day, and the end of "Yellow Earth" is getting closer and closer.
And his work, which has not yet been published, has its first fan.
It was Jiang Yulou who couldn't bear Tang Yuewen's plea and lent her the manuscript to read.
That day……
Tang Yuewen had to go to Jiang Yulou's house as a guest, so Jiang Yulou could only borrow Ma Xiao's bicycle and go back to the county town to take her to his home.
Although the Tang family's life is not good, it is many times better than in the countryside.
When she saw Jiang Yulou's earthen house for the first time, the first thought in her heart was not disgust, but pity.
Suffering brought him material losses, but also gave him spiritual wealth.
