Chapter One Hundred and Five

On weekdays, college students like them, let alone write poems, there are not many who really read poems.

Nowadays, Professor Sun not only lets them write poems, but the scope of this poem is also ancient poems.

To know,

Ancient poems are very particular about flat rhyme, contrast and neatness.

It is much more difficult than writing a modern poem!

In short, this poem is not easy to write.

Seeing the students wailing and selling miserably, Professor Sun smiled, “You guys, just don’t know the beauty of ancient poems. I thought I studied…”

Sun Hean is a scholar who likes ancient poetry extremely. He is known as the originator of modern ancient poetry in the field of ancient poetry.

It is conceivable that he loves ancient poems as much as Lu Li loves games.

However, in this society nowadays, ancient poems are lonely and modern poems dominate.

Ancient poems are obscure, and more and more people cannot read them, let alone write them.

Whenever I think of it, Sun Hean sighs.

However, at this moment, a male voice rang in his ears.



“Teacher, I finished it!”

At this moment, Lu Li suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked at Lu Li and started talking.

“What! Lu Li actually finished writing?”

“This… how long has it passed? It’s less than five minutes.”

“Five minutes, just this time, what good poems can you write?”

“If you want me to say, he wrote and wrote casually and fooled Professor Sun?”

“I don’t know, I only know that writing poems is not as easy as I thought.”

Everyone looked at Lu Li with suspicion, and many felt that Lu Li’s behavior was playing a trick on the teacher.

Sun Hean was slightly surprised, “This classmate, are you done?”

“Yes.”

In fact, Lu Li didn’t want to stand up so early, but there was no way. Just five minutes ago, the system suddenly released the task.

Ding!

“Release the task, ask the host to write an ancient poem about wine within ten minutes, and be appreciated by Professor Sun Hean. The completion of the task will reward S-level culinary proficiency.”

With this task, Lu Li immediately wrote a poem.

Sun Hean walked in front of Lu Li, and he picked up the paper on Lu Li’s face and looked at it.

Sun Hean frowned slightly.

All right,

This word is a bit ugly.

Sun He An Qiang resisted the urge to hit someone, he bit the bullet and looked down.

However,

When he saw the first verse.

His eyes lit up!

This is…

“You don’t see, the water of the Yellow River is coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning”

“Don’t you see, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like a blue silk and snow is turning into the evening”

boom!

These two sentences hit Sun Hean’s heart directly.

He quickly looked at the next few sentences.

“You must be happy in life, don’t let Jinzun empty to the moon”

“I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone”

Boom!

Sun Hean’s hands trembled slightly.

He continued looking down greedily.

For ten minutes, his eyes were only on the song “I will enter the wine”.

ten minutes later,

Sun Hean tremblingly put down the poem in his hand, and he exhaled and sighed.

“Eternal quatrains, good poems!”

Wow!

Sun Hean’s sigh shocked the students.

“Lu…what kind of poem Lu Li did he write, Professor Sun’s evaluation of him is so high.”

“Eternal quatrains, the poem that allows Professor Sun to say such things must be a super powerful poem.”

“Ahhhh, my heart is a little itchy, I really want to read Lu Li’s poems.”

Sun Hean slapped Lu Li on the shoulder and praised, “This poem is completely in line with the image of wine.”

“Borrowing the wine, I saw a heroic poet who had never met his talents.”

“Even I can’t help but want to have a sip!”

After speaking, Sun Hean drank the glass of white wine on the table in front of the classmates.

Huh!

“Good wine, hahaha!”

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