C103 Changhe fu

However, this half of the composition unexpectedly caused a huge uproar in the Senior High School's Chinese Literature team. In the entire office, very few teachers were able to understand the composition. Even Elder Yang Kaichang was only barely able to read the entire text, but he still could not completely understand some of the profound characters within.

Seeing this scene, Gao Cuilan was stunned on the spot. Deep in her heart, she was still unwilling to believe that this was an essay written by Ye Qian. However, if the exam papers were not Ye Qian's, and if it did not explain who wrote it, such a profound essay, it was probably not something that an ordinary student could write.

"It can't be that it's really like what Teacher Zhang said, Ye Qian is a talented genius, he doesn't make sense!" Gao Cuilan muttered, her expression extremely excited.

Zhang Jue then joked towards Gao Cuilan: "Teacher Gao, you've really met a treasure this time. It's still the first time that I've met a student who can write an essay using his body."

Gao Cuilan raised her head, and forced a smile at Zhang Jue.

At this moment, the reading teams in the office were changing their papers and chatting idly. The atmosphere suddenly became lively. However, most of their discussions revolved around the profound composition and Ye Qian himself.

"Sigh, for a student to be able to write such an essay, that Ye Qian guy shouldn't be a fool, right?" The female teacher, Xiao Juan, asked curiously.

"I don't know. If this were to happen to other students, I would at most be surprised. But since this composition was written by Ye Qian, then it is not a surprise, but a fright! "

"Ye Qian's results are known throughout the entire school, and every time, without exception, he would be the last in the examinations. For him to be able to produce such a paper, it was indeed scary! Could it be that he ate some miracle medicine? "His mind suddenly lit up?"

"I heard that, this Ye Qian is not stupid at all. If you look at the school forums, you'll be able to find a lot of information about him. These few days, he's been very popular. He's basically become the idol of many girls. "

"Hehe, the son of the Little Girl, they all worship strong boys, a freak who can fight against a hundred by himself is worshipped, there's nothing to be surprised about."

Once you guys said that, I started to get curious, what exactly does this Ye Qian look like?

"Maybe he's a handsome brother, but Teacher Gao knows this the best!"

"What's wrong, Xiao Lan, don't tell me you've fallen in love with her? Love between teachers? This is not allowed in Yizhong, right?"

"Xiao-juan, you damned girl, what nonsense are you spouting? Just change your paper!" "Humph!"

The language teachers were discussing with each other. Sometimes, the teachers were still rather serious in front of the students. However, in private, they had a different face and even had a yellow accent. This was even more outrageous than normal people.

In the entire office, only Elder Yang Kaichang remained silent like an old scholar, as he wholeheartedly studied Ye Qian's essay. While looking at it, he sighed in admiration and shook his head from time to time, mumbling to himself, "What exactly is this word?" Is it a 'mist' character? It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it! "

"Look, the old man is really worried this time!"

"I think if Teacher Yang doesn't understand this essay today, he might not even be able to sleep well!"

"That's right, Teacher Yang usually doesn't have any hobbies, but likes to read the essays of his classmates. Those well-written essays are even kept as souvenirs, if placed in front of him, he won't be able to sleep soundly like an old cat!"

Although these young language teachers were also surprised by Ye Qian's composition, after all, their experience was limited, and their knowledge was limited to the language itself. Thus, they were not familiar with the preQin writing, being able to understand one-tenth of the writing was already not simple. Therefore, they were not like old man Yang Kaichang, who would struggle to let go of an essay.

Just as these young language teachers were discussing incessantly amongst themselves, Elder Yang Kaichang suddenly stood up, threw down his glasses, and walked to the center of the office with the test papers. "You all continue reading, I'll go out for a while!"

"Chief Yang, where are you going?" Zhang Jue had a gentle smile on his face as he asked this.

Yang Kaichang caressed his grizzled hair: "I am going to the principal's office. President Jiang is a student of history and is extremely knowledgeable about ancient languages.

After pausing for a moment, Yang Kaichang continued: "Oh right, Teacher Gao, you come along as well. This Ye Qian seems to be your student, if President Jiang were to ask about him, you should know the truth!"

Gao Cuilan was conflicted. Helpless, Director Yang summoned her, and she could only bite the bullet and follow along.

When Yang Kaichang and Gao Cuilan left, the whole office went into an uproar. Everyone turned their heads to listen in. All of them were more lively than before, like small birds that were out in the open.

"This old man is really stubborn. He actually took out an essay to find the President Jiang. This is going to be a good show!"

"Hehe, I wonder if President Jiang would be surprised if he knew that this was an essay written by Ye Qian?"

"Do you think the President Jiang will give out rewards? Or should we give this old man a reprimand?!"

"I don't know. That will depend on the mood of our principal!"

Inside the Principal's room, Jiang Tiansheng was still busy with the work he was doing. As the Principal of a key high school, although on the surface, it looked shiny, he was actually just like a student, living his life of waking up earlier than a chicken and sleeping later than a chicken. Plus, this week it was his turn to be on duty, so he didn't even return home and stayed in school.

Dong dong dong, dong dong dong

A series of rhythmic knocks on the door interrupted Jiang Tiansheng's train of thoughts, causing him to sigh in embarrassment.

Yang Kaichang opened the door of the Principal's office and walked in with Gao Cuilan.

Seeing Yang Kaichang, Jiang Tiansheng forced a smile on his face, and quickly got up: "Teacher Yang, it's already this time, why are you in the mood to come over to my place?"

Oh, Teacher Gao is here too! Seeing Gao Cuilan, Jiang Tiansheng said resentfully.

In the end, Yang Kaichang was still an old qualified person, so even after seeing Jiang Tiansheng's face, his expression did not change much.

Jiang Tiansheng nodded towards Yang Kaichang and Gao Cuilan, and politely said: "Take a seat!"

Suddenly, Jiang Tiansheng looked at Yang Kaichang: "Teacher Yang, you came to the principal's office so late at night, did something happen at school?"

Yang Kaichang laughed heartily: "It's not really that big of a deal, it's just that I found a pretty good essay. As the saying goes, let's enjoy it together, so I'll show it to you, Little Jiang!"

As he spoke, Yang Kaichang placed Ye Qian's paper on top of Jiang Tiansheng's table. Jiang Tiansheng felt bitter in his heart. What the hell is this? Is an essay worth showing to me? This Teacher Yang really knows how to find work for me, the Principal.

However, as a principal, Jiang Tiansheng would not sit idle and read the essays written by his students. After all, there were a lot of administrative work in the school that needed to be dealt with by him.

Picking up the exam papers, Jiang Tiansheng casually flipped through them, treating it as though he was trying to fool Yang Kaichang.

But when Jiang Tiansheng saw the book, he frowned with a face full of surprise: "Zhang He Fu, is actually an essay written by Xiao Zhu. "It's quite novel!"

"Yes, this old man also saw that this essay is different from the others. Moreover, I don't really know some of the characters used in it, which is why I'm letting you have a look. You are a scholar of history and are proficient in ancient languages. You should know something about this!" Yang Kaichang said with a face full of smiles and satisfaction.

Jiang Tiansheng nodded his head, history was his most adept subject, and he laughed lightly: "After the First Emperor unified the six nations, they all wrote the same book and followed the same road, which was how they got their bodies. The writings of the Pre-Qin period were complicated, especially those used between the Tiro states, which were almost all monolithic and difficult to decipher. Xiao Fu appeared in the Qin Dynasty and flourished in the Han Dynasty. He matched the elegant Han Fu with his small font. They were really complementary! "

"That's right. I personally published the Chinese Literature test for the second year of high school. If I remember correctly, I can only give you one sentence for this essay, and that is, 'the sun ball of the setting river'. I didn't expect that I would see such a novel essay written in such a rich style when I was revising the test papers today. It really broadens my horizons! "

He lightly knocked on the table, causing Jiang Tiansheng to mutter an essay from the corner of his mouth, and laughed: "The literary style is elegant and refined, the ancient charm is deep, it is indeed a rare and good essay, it has a rather ancient style, perhaps even the current generation of people cannot write such an extravagant essay. I never thought that such a talent would appear in our school. I really don't know who this student is. "

Sure enough, as Yang Kaichang had expected, the moment he saw the article, he immediately asked the author who it was.

Yang Kaichang laughed: "Now we have to ask our Teacher Gao. This student is from Teacher Gao's class, and is a student called Ye Qian!"

"Ye Qian?" Without waiting for Gao Cuilan to speak, Jiang Tiansheng suddenly stood up and said fearfully: "Teacher Yang, you're saying that the student who wrote this essay is Ye Qian?"