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Chapter 72
Old scumbag Xu glanced at Li Ze proudly, and said with a smile: "Professor Wan, come and give lectures to the students. I'll take Li Ze to the Academic Affairs Office. He's wasting everyone's time too much. Li Ze, Li Ze, You don’t know anything, what class did you teach everyone, I almost thought you knew everything.”

Li Ze smiled and didn't answer, but walked straight towards Xu Laozha, who was full of doubts.

"Instructor, please give me the headset."

"What are you doing? You still want to give lectures?"

"That's right, Professor Wan gave me this class, and I haven't finished it yet."

"Come on, you don't know anything, you just make it up here. You can't write a prose poem, and you still try to teach everyone here?"

Li Ze spread his hands: "Did I say I can't?"

"you……"

"I said that Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and I don't necessarily know everything. But I never said from the beginning to the end that I can't write prose poems."

There was an uproar in the audience, and all the students understood that Li Ze was teasing Xu Laozao with his feelings, first let Xu Laozai read it, and then went over to slap him in the face.Too bad.

But the real situation is not like this. Li Ze has never thought about doing anything to Mr. Xu. He really had no interest in proving anything in front of Mr. Xu just now.But now he is giving a lecture. If he doesn't recite poems, his classmates will not trust him.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is now full of strength and wants to continue fighting.Although he wanted to fight, Li Ze still had no interest in Xu Laozag. His role was too small, defeating him was useless and a waste of time.But since he has provoked himself, it is also permissible to mess with him casually.

Because the headset was worn on Xu Laozha's head, and Li Ze was very close to Xu Laozha, the sound of the conversation between the two was transmitted throughout the classroom through the stereo, and everyone heard it.

Professor Wan, who loves to watch teasers the most, has a wrinkled old face with a smile: "This kid, this kid has been playing with others for a long time."

Xu Laoza groaned for a while, then suddenly sneered: "Okay, okay, read it, I want to see what you can read."

While talking, he took off the headset and handed it to Li Ze, then stepped back from the stage with a face full of disdain.

Xu Laoza still doesn't believe that Li Ze can write prose poems. Of course, even if he can write prose poems, he is definitely not as good as his own.My prose poem was slowly copied and summarized from many very famous prose poems. It is a great summary of the wisdom of famous masters.

However, today, Li Ze will let him know what it means: it's useless!
'Katz Katz'

In the entire silent lecture hall, there was only the clear rubbing sound when Li Zejiang put on the headset.

Everyone was silent and silent, and some even had sweat on their nervous palms. Most of the bad students had already pointed their cell phone cameras at Li Ze, and a few top students had already prepared pens and paper with their pen tips attached. On paper, he was ready to copy down every word that came out of Li Ze's mouth.

This is completely subconscious, because the longer you follow Li Ze, the more you will understand that any literary work he reads will definitely become a treasure.

In other departments, the reaction of the students may not be so intense.But here, this is the most low-key behavior, because this is the Department of Literature!
Huang Haiming had a clever mind. He was afraid that his writing speed would not be as fast as Li Ze's speaking speed, so he turned on the recording button on his phone in advance, and was going to press it when Li Ze opened his mouth.

Professor Wan is actually very excited. He has been looking forward to it for a long time. At the opening ceremony last time, Professor Wan missed Li Ze’s wonderful speech because of a temporary incident. He can only enjoy it on the video website, which has advertisements. that version.

For this reason, Professor Wan felt very regretful, and today, looking forward to the stars and the moon, he was finally able to hear this genius's speech again. He was really excited and couldn't help himself.

"dong dong dong"

Li Ze tapped the microphone with his fingers expressionless, and an inexplicable sense of rhythm similar to the opening drum came from the whole classroom.

"In order to let everyone have a more three-dimensional and more intuitive understanding of what is called prose poetry, I created a temporary poem just now, and I didn't think of the name. But maybe this can better express my inner voice at this time. I want to express this inner voice, While letting me feel a power, it also makes you feel a power. Just now Professor Wan said that prose poetry is actually spiritual food."

"Yes, it is spiritual food. I think so too. What is food? When a person is hungry, his whole body will be weak, and food is something that replenishes your energy and brings you infinite strength. Not only the human body You need food, and your spiritual world also needs food. This is spiritual food.”

'Hu~'

Li Ze let out a breath, looked at the more than 1000 pairs of bright eyes that were staring at him closely, lowered his head, and remained silent.

The whole place was silent, and everyone in the silence seemed to be able to hear their own breathing.Silence before reciting poems, this kind of behavior will make everyone feel uncomfortable and impatient.But when Li Ze made this habitual move, the students felt that it was a kind of enjoyment, the calm before the storm.

Yes, everyone feels that all Li Ze's works are as violent as a storm.

The silence didn't last long. Li Ze suddenly raised his head, his eyes were so firm, and he spoke slowly, his voice so sonorous and powerful:

When tears fall into the sea, there is the blue sky.

I am a bird, just a bird, a lonely bird flying in the blue sky, high mountains, white clouds, and streams.

Although I can walk in the sky and the earth, I am quite in love with the lake with green waves, the setting sun, and the reeds.

But the birds will die if they leave the sky and fall into the bottom of the lake, so I can only fly quietly...

Speaking of this, Li Ze's eyes were a little sad, and the sadness was only for a moment, but an extremely firm gaze suddenly flashed in those eyes, exuding a kind of steel-like will.

Clenching his fist fiercely, Li Ze said in a low voice, but in a strange tone that was more like a shout:
But I don't want this kind of life, I want to have real freedom, because I am obviously a free bird.

I want to be able to fly freely, whether it's high mountains and flowing water or dragon pools and tiger dens.In short, it is all the places that can be reached in the world.

It is the other side of the sea and the dead end of the sun.

Asuka is me, and you too!
After reading, Li Ze did not bow, but smiled lightly and snuggled up on the teaching table, his posture was lazy, but his voice was calm and said:

"Now that it has a name, let's call it Bird."

(End of this chapter)