Chapter 216 Class

Yuwen Haoyang still came on time as usual. Seeing that everyone had already sat in his seat, Yuwen Haoyang's face showed a little satisfaction.

Ziyi looked at him curiously.

The ancient school is very different from the modern school. There is a small table in front of everyone. The table is neatly placed with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The book is just a thin book. There will be no situation that modern books can crush people to death. At the same time, the paper on the table is not placed casually. Paper is generally pressed with paperweight and neatly placed in the corner of the table.

And there is no blackboard in front of the teacher, at most a dilapidated desk. On the desk, there is almost nothing but a teacher's whip and a book.

Seeing this simple scene, Ziyi's eyes were also slightly excited.

When Yuwen Haoyang saw her appearance, he smiled and talked endlessly.

Today, Yuwen Haoyang talks about poetry. Throughout the ages, poetry has occupied a very high position in the history of literature. As Yuwen Haoyang said, people who are not full of experience can never make a good poem, so although poetry has few words and short chapters, it is a rare masterpiece.

Now, when Yuwen Haoyang speaks poetry, he pays attention to the meaning and beauty of poetry at most.

Yuwen Haoyang is not an old man, nor is he a student taught by the dogmatism of the imperial court. His thinking and classroom are very active, and the content and knowledge he has learned are also very broad, which is not limited to a certain point or place, but makes Ziyi interesting.

Especially when Yuwen Haoyang told the stories behind the poem, Ziyi listened with great interest. The stories of talented women are popular in any dynasty, not to mention students as big as Ziyi. Therefore, when Yuwen Haoyang talked about these contents, almost everyone became interested, even Peng Ziqing and Haoyu were no exception.

Ziyi saw it and secretly smiled in her heart before she raised her head and continued to listen to Yuwen Haoyang's storytelling.

When Yuwen Haoyang finished telling the story, everyone was still a little unfinished. After all, they were all young and energetic youth. How could anyone not look forward to love and yearn for love?

However, despite their longing and longing, they also know that this is not a good time to fall in love.

Almost all the people who come here are people with a career. In addition to learning their own book knowledge every day, the most important thing is interpersonal communication.

Maybe the classroom here is more like that of foreign universities. Everyone's studies are very important, but interpersonal communication also accounts for a large proportion.

The students who come here to study come from all directions and represent a variety of identities. If you can make a group of good friends or potential students in the college, their future is also very bright. After all, relying on friends when you go out, one's strength is always not as good as a group. So even if everyone looks forward to love and longs for love, when love really comes, they often have many concerns.

And Ziyi didn't know this, and her heart was just moved.

She has never been in a good relationship in her previous life and this life, and she has never thought about the sweet time between lovers, so love is still too far away for her.

And I don't know what's going on. Every time Ziyi thinks of the word love, a feeling always emerges in her heart. Maybe there is something she can't remember. Ziyi's heart is a little regretful, but despite the regret, she will not let this emotion affect her.

Because the things in her previous life are far away from her, although she still likes to investigate and solve cases and explore mysteries, the loneliness of her previous life is still far away from her. She, who lost her loneliness and indifference, is no longer the cold-blooded killer in her previous life. In this life, she has lived again. Come on.

Thinking about this, Ziyi's face showed a trace of relief.

And Peng Ziqing saw it, but his eyes were slightly thoughtful.

He couldn't understand the little girl Ziyi. Although Ziyi had never shown anything strange, he always felt that the little girl was full of mystery in Peng Ziqing's heart.

Looking at her, he seemed to see a fog. Although he could faintly see some of the outlines, he couldn't figure out what was hidden here.

Thinking about this, Peng Ziqing's eyes suddenly cooled down.

But Haoyu can't control so much. For a long time, he and Peng Ziqing are one of the best people in this college, that is, even the vision of girls is similar. This time, Peng Ziqing chose to wait and see, but he Haoyu is unwilling to give up easily.

Ziyi's special made Haoyu see the challenge, and the mystery on her aroused Haoyu's curiosity.

He is a curious person. Maybe he is a little similar to Ziyi in his previous life. Both of them are walking on the edge of life and death, but Ziyi in his previous life is much more likely to face death, and Haoyu in this life is more opportunities for life.

But no matter what, everyone must admit that they have the same special system.

And it is precisely because of these specials that Haoyu has been interested in Ziyi from the first sight of her, so although he has taken action now, he does not regret it at all.

And because of this, Peng Ziqing and Haoyu's attitude towards Ziyi is completely different.

And Ziyi can't control them so much.

She didn't come here to talk about love, so she neither expects nor expects love. She knows that she still carries a lot of burdens. Although she is confident that she can remove them one by one, no matter what, temporary efforts are still necessary, so she must do her part now.

Thinking about this, Ziyi's expression of listening to the class became more focused.

And Haoyu couldn't help feeling a little depressed when he saw her.

After all, he has always been the beautiful son of heaven. He is not only better-looking than others, but also talented. Now Ziyi has turned a blind eye to him. How can Haoyu calm down? Fortunately, Haoyu's own cultivation was good. Although Ziyi turned a blind eye to him, he was not angry, but more competitive.

And Peng Ziqing looked beside him, but he just calmly clenched the pen in his hand, and then turned his head to continue to listen to the master's class.

At the end of the class, Yuwen Haoyang assigned them an assignment, that is, asking them to write a poem. Some people complained about this homework, and some people readily accepted it without any complaints. There was also a little curiosity in Ziyi's heart about these two completely different reactions.

"Haoyu, is there any special regulation for this homework? Why is everyone's reaction so extreme? Ziyi asked curiously.

Haoyu listened, but smiled slightly, "This homework is not difficult, but if someone asks you to write a poem every day, is it difficult for you to say? Moreover, Mr. Yuwen's requirements are very strict. If you don't write well, you will have to rewrite it, so of course these people have opinions.

Haoyu said so, and Ziyi couldn't help sticking out her tongue.

Although she hid 5,000 years of Chinese culture in her heart and also contains a lot of poems made by poets in her previous life, no matter how many poems can be done by Mr. Yuwen. Thinking of this, Ziyi's face also became bitter.

And Qi Shan was a little gloating when he saw her look.

"Hey, Xiao Ziyi, aren't you very knowledgeable? Why are you afraid of writing poems?" Qi Shan said with a smile.

Ziyi listened and stared at him, "Who do you think I am?" Genius? You are all afraid of writing poetry, so why am I not afraid? And I don't usually practice. I'm more worried than you!" Ziyi said this, and his face became more and more depressed.

And Haoyu saw her bitter and hatred beside him, but his smile on his mouth became brighter and brighter. He couldn't help rubbing Ziyi's hair and said with a smile, "Little girl, do you want me to teach you how to write poetry?"

Listening to Haoyu's words, Ziyi suddenly became angry.

Her father can touch her hair and her mother can touch her hair, but this does not mean that Haoyu can also do the same.

So after a blink of an eye, Ziyi smiled at Haoyu and pretended to be naive and asked, "Are you really willing to teach?"

"Of course."

"Well, let's start from now!" As Ziyi said this, she suddenly walked to Haoyu's front, then split her, overturned Haoyu to the ground, and then rubbed his hair vigorously, and said, "I want you to rub my hair and ask you to be proud in front of me..."

Zi said this, but the others were stunned by her behavior. Everyone's mouths grew up and couldn't believe what they saw in front of them. Even Peng Ziqing opened his eyes wide and was stunned there.

When Ziyi saw this scene, she laughed fiercely in her heart.

She didn't intend to pretend to be a lady in front of them all the time. These days, she has been depressed and cruel in Qingfu. It is necessary for her to find an opportunity to vent it. Now Haoyu has just offended her reverse scales, so it is logical to teach him a lesson.

When Ziyi thought so, the movements of her hands became more and more energetic.

And Haoyu felt Ziyi's soft little hands messing and rubbing on his hair, and his face turned black.

He never thought that a little girl could overturn herself and jump up so recklessly to mess up his hair.