"Miss Gao, I have something to tell you." Luo Yongnian.

Taking Qin Chen into the head teacher's office, Luo Yongnian personally found Gao Lan.

As soon as Gao Lan's eyebrows were picked, he felt that there was no good.

She turned her head and found that Luo Yongnian was really followed by Qin Chen.

"Qin dust, how come you are once again?" Gao Lan's heart was.

As the head teacher of class 01, Gao Lan is naturally very happy that some students in the class have excellent grades.

But now Qin Chen is a little too good!

Before, the math teacher brought him here, and then the grade director wanted to find him.

Zhao Dabao, these math teachers, after testing Qin Chen.

He directly threatened that it doesn't matter if Qin Chen doesn't have a math class in the future.

In the future, as long as he has a math class, Mr. Zhao won't care about him anymore.

Whether Qin Chen is sleeping or reading novels or playing games.

Even, it doesn't matter to go to the playground or basketball.

As long as Qin Chen doesn't affect other students, he likes what he likes and how he is happy.

Listen, is that what people say?

If Gao Lan is just a Chinese teacher, it's OK. Let Qin Chen do it at will.

But now Gao Lan is the head teacher of class 01.

If Qin Chen is so presumptuous in math class, where does her head teacher's face go?

In the future, will the student union be convinced of what she said, and how will she establish her authority?

"No, no matter what Professor Luo says this time, I have to suppress Qin Chen." Gao Lan said secretly.

Although he thought so, Gao Lan pretended to be calm on the surface, "Professor Luo, what are you doing with Qin dust? Don't you have to have a class?"

Luo Yongnian said, "I have a fart class. I found a great talent, which is the pride of our whole Jinling school!"

Gao Lan wrinkled her nose. "Professor Luo, what are you talking about?"

"Miss Gao, I'm not kidding you. This Qin Chen is definitely a talent in higher education."

"He is not only proficient in ancient poetry to be learned in the University, but also knows the knowledge of Sinology of postgraduates. The most valuable thing is that he can write poetry by himself!" Luo Yongnian.

Luo Yongnian was very happy and danced to Gao Lan.

However, this man is old and inevitably wordy. Luo Yongnian said this to Gao Lan several times.

And when it comes to excitement, it splashes.

Miss Gao Lan was accidentally splashed on her face by Professor Luo's saliva.

"Can you write poems by yourself?" Gao Lan frowned.

Gao Lan had some doubts before whether Qin Chen would write poetry.

In addition, the song about Shu Road written by Qin Chen before was difficult, so she carefully analyzed and studied it.

Finally, teacher Gao Lan found that no matter how she searched, she could not find the corresponding original poetry in history.

Therefore, now Mr. Gao Lan also suspects that Qin Chen wrote this song.

But it's nothing that Qin Chen can write poetry. Among the students of Jinling University in Noda or the whole Jinling University.

Students who can write poetry are like carp crossing the river. It's really not a fuss.

Luo Yongnian, "yes, Mr. Gao, Qin Chen can not only write poetry, but also write very well."

"The sunset and the solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same as the sky. This sentence is made by him. You can taste it carefully. It's really delicious."

Gao Lan doesn't know if the poems written by Qin Chen have any taste, but Professor Luo's saliva tastes really big.

"Professor Luo, did you have dumplings in the morning or leek and egg filling?"

Although Gao Lan is a Chinese teacher at Jinling University, she has also been influenced by professional Chinese.

But after all, she has just graduated, and her knowledge of Chinese remains in mechanical memory.

Moreover, the cultural level of the world is not comparable to that of the earth.

Therefore, Gao Lan couldn't appreciate the beauty of Qin Chen's poems for a while.

Compared with Gao Lan, Luo Yongnian's Chinese level, especially the level of ancient poetry, is much higher.

Luo Yongnian is at least a professor of Chinese at Jinling University.

Although he was a professor granted by Jinling University, there was some water in it.

After all, Luo Yongnian has studied ancient poetry for decades, and its details are much deeper than Gao Lan.

Looking at Luo Yongnian spitting in front of him, Gao Lan deliberately distanced himself from him.

He went to Qin Chen, "Qin Chen, what's the matter with Professor Luo? What poems have you made? Read and listen." Gao Lan.

"Teacher, I've read a lot of poems these two days. My voice is a little uncomfortable. Let me write it to you." Qin Chen.

When Luo Yongnian heard that Qin Chen was going to write it, he immediately smiled, "write it, write it quickly, so that I can take it home and read it."

Professor Luo said and found a pen and paper for Qin Chen.

"Sit down and write, Qin Chen. Come and sit in teacher Gao's position." Luo Yongnian moved Gao Lan's chair behind Qin Chen's ass.

When Gao Lan saw Luo Yongnian doing so, three black lines appeared on his forehead.

She would like to say that this seems to be my office and let students sit as head teachers. Is this really good?

Qin Chen did not refuse Luo Yongnian's move.

It happened that he was a little tired when he stood.

Now that Professor Luo moved a chair, Qin Chen did not refuse to sit down generously.

Gao Lan just sat on this chair to correct her homework. Now Qin Chen sat on the chair and felt a little warm.

Qin Chen didn't care about this either. He arranged the paper and brushed a little to reproduce a preface to Tengwang Pavilion.

"Well, that's it." Qin Chen.

Gao Lan saw that Qin Chen had finished writing, so he leaned over to see it.

After a while, Miss Gao Lan was surprised.

This poem written by Qin Chen is really good enough.

Especially inside, the sunset and solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same as the sky.

Describe the scenery between heaven and earth incisively and vividly.

The sunset and the lonely flying swallow, the twilight of late autumn and the rippling lake are connected together.

This scene is intoxicating and fascinating!

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Luo Yongnian grabbed the poetry in Gao Lan's hand and exclaimed.

Luo Yongnian, "little friend, look at this ancient poem?"

Looking at Luo Yongnian's looking forward eyes, Qin Chen doesn't know what he is thinking.

So he said, "here you are."

"Ha ha, thank you, Qin Xiaoyou." Luo Yongnian.

Luo Yongnian folded the poems carefully and put them in his pocket.

"Well, Miss Gao, you can see the talent of Qin Chen."

"I don't think it's necessary for him to continue his sophomore year. Isn't there an Institute of ancient poetry in Jinling university? I think let him be the leader there." Luo Yongnian.

When Luo Yongnian said this, the hairs on Gao Lan's back stood up.

"Professor Luo, this is not good." Gao Lan hurried.

The Institute of ancient poetry of Jinling university is the cultivation base of the National Institute approved by the Dragon state.

It's too much fun for Qin Chen, a sophomore, to be the leader!