Long Jianhua accompanied Yunyan to the school to check it out, but did not tell Qin Wenbo and Qi Jinsong exactly why.

After sending Qi Jinsong to the school gate, he drove the jeep into Shuimu University for the first time. After putting down Qin Wenbo, he drove to Yunyan's dormitory and watched her go upstairs.

He won't go up.

So early, so as not to cause chaos.

Even if they didn't go up, the girls who were preparing to go to class looked at him like monsters, making his old and tender face feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Yunyan moved very quickly, and in less than ten minutes, he walked out with his second sister in the dormitory with a few books.

Seeing Long Jianhua, the second sister looked up and looked up, giggling, "The sun is coming out from the west and actually sent the girl downstairs."

Long Jianhua smiled at her, "When my second sister is like this, the sun doesn't dare to come out."

After the three of them walked more than 200 meters together, the second sister and the two separated, and she was going to another teaching building.

Yunyan was very happy. He held Long Jianhua's arm and told him the names of each building he passed by, as if he was offering treasures, looking like a girl.

When the teaching building was still a hundred meters away, a young man sitting in the grass pretending to read a book saw Yunyan walking towards the teaching building with a smile on his arms holding a boy's arm. His originally delicate face turned ashen.

But soon, he stood up as if nothing had happened and walked quickly towards Yun Xuan

"Student Long Yunyan, it's early."

Yun Yan didn't even turn his head, and immediately said, "It's this guy."

Long Jianhua turned around and saw the young man with a grin, "My sister, you can practice fist and foot on him. People who are not ashamed or impatient can only deal with them with barbaric methods."

Yunyan gave him a blank look and said coquettishly, "All of them are alumni, how can they be so simple and crude?"

Seeing that Yunyan ignored him and laughed with the man around him, Tian Zhenhan felt a stinging pain in his heart, his face became darker, and a voice in his heart was shouting, "Long Yunyan is mine, no one can take it away!"

He quickly walked to the right side of Yunyan and showed a voice that he thought was very friendly, "Student Long Yunyan, have you considered it seriously?"

Yunyan was very disgusted, "I can't live with you three times. I won't join your poetry club. If you disturb me again, I will go to the school to harass you."

Tian Zhenhan's face showed an unhealthy red color, and continued, "Classmate Long Yunyan, I want to invite you to join our poetry club to enhance everyone's emotional exchanges..."

Long Jianhua walked around Yunyan and reached out to touch his head, "Oh, it's shiny... It's very rough, you wipe it with a candle? I see that your face turned pale, as if it's a disaster. Big brother, you're thirty years old, and you don't study hard here, what do you want to do?"

Then he returned the book to Yunyan and put his right hand on Tian Zhenhan's shoulder, "You go to class, I'll have a good talk with this big brother."

Yunyan hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the teaching building.

Seeing Yunyan's back disappear, he grabbed Tian Zhenhan's back and said, "Come on, let's find a place to have a good talk."

He lifted him up halfway and let him walk towards the woods on his toes.

Tian Zhenhan panicked, "What do you want to do? This is Shuimu University. Do you still want to hit people here?"

Long Jianhua sneered, "If you want to hit you, where can't you hit you? Aren't you a poet? I want to ask you about your experience in writing poetry. You, a great poet, can you communicate and write poetry? "

Some students walking in a hurry with books felt a little confused when they saw Tian Zhenhan walking on tiptoe, but they just took a look.

"Class is about to begin, I'm going to attend."

"What class should a great poet take? I really want to learn to write poetry now, and I want to join a poetry club. I must learn to write a poem today. You, a great poet, don't help me with this."

"Let go, I'll go!"

"You are too thin and afraid that you will be blown down by the wind. I will be more stable when I carry you... I, Poet Tian, ​​you are 1.7 meters tall and weigh less than 100 kilograms. Are you not afraid that the wind will blow away?"

"Let go, or I'll call someone!"

"Great poet, I feel very anxious when I want to learn poetry, and I can't bear to waste it even if I have half a second. As a poet, don't you notice my urgent mood at all? It shouldn't be."

"Let go! I've been wrinkled by you."

"Great poet, you are a yeliang. You can get back to the same state by hanging it. As long as it is not to be torn apart, don't you even know this? By the way, you are a great poet and don't need to know this."

“…”

Entering the woods, a few scattered birds flew away.

At this time, the forest did not have disposable plastic bags, and there were no umbrellas or the like, and it was cleaner everywhere. When we came to the depths of the forest, Long Jianhua felt that it was very suitable.

Release his hand and let Tian Zhenhan fall to the ground.

With such a physique, I don’t know how he got through the hard life of rushing to the lineup, so I’m very confused.

"Poet Tian Da, when you were in the lineup, did you lie on the bed and keep your slim figure by minimizing your physical energy consumption? I see, people are unwilling to give you three-part work, right? There was no subsidy in the past few years, so what did you rely on?"

“…”

Tian Zhenhan turned his head and stared at Long Jianhua, sat there for a while and gasped, and said, "You are kidnapping, you are kidnapping. I want to go to the school security department to sue you!"

Long Jianhua laughed and said, "Great poet, I want to learn poetry from you. How could it be kidnapped or hostage? Come on, let's start, ask the great poet to teach me how to start."

Seeing Tian Zhenhan looking desperate, he continued, "Great poets, classmates should help each other; you see, I have such great sincerity and such urgent mood, don't you teach me, do you want me to pay you?"

When Tian Zhenhan heard about paying money, he showed hope in his eyes. He was very short of money; but his family conditions were average, so he could only save money from his mouth and put it on his clothes.

Every meal of cabbage soup, who doesn’t want to eat some oil and water? Who doesn’t want to eat meat?

However, the hope that Long Jianhua's next words were forgotten.

"As a poet, you cannot fall into the cliché, otherwise your heart will be covered with dust and you will never be able to produce good poems in the future; so, I cannot dig out your future path, which will make me a sin... The great poet, have you come up with it, and where will you start teaching me?"

Tian Zhenhan:...

As expected, the bell rang for class, Tian Zhenhan looked towards the teaching building, and his face muscles kept pulling.

At fifty, the bell rang after class, and Long Jianhua was still asking him how to write poems.

Tian Zhenhan sat for fifty minutes without saying a word, and he was so persevering.

At nine o'clock, the second class bell rang, and Long Jianhua still pulled him and asked him to teach him how to write poems.

At 9:50, the second class ended.

How sincere Ren Long Jianhua's attitude was, Tian Zhenhan just refused to reveal a word.

Long Jianhua sat patiently opposite Tian Zhenhan. Whenever he saw that he wanted to stand up, he would pull him down. His attitude was sincere and his methods were gentle.

At 10:10, the bell for the third class rang, and Tian Zhen's face was ashamed.

The teacher in this class is known for his severity and has been arrested once. This time he will definitely pass the class directly.

There are already three make-up exams, and one more is four; if one more is added, you can only get a certificate of insolvency...

At 11:10, the bell for the fourth class rang, and Tian Zhenhan was already in a state of nowhere to be loved.

Long Jianhua pulled him, but he just refused to let him go.

There was no way, so I tried to leave after talking about the experience of writing poetry, but Long Jianhua couldn't do it and didn't learn it.

At half past eleven, a habitual sense of hunger came, and Tian Zhenhan took it.

At half past twelve, he felt colic from his stomach, and the sweat was soaked in Queliang.

The steamed bun and the porridge in the morning had already been consumed, and my stomach began to rebel.

Long Jianhua is still here, "Great poet, why haven't I understood it yet? Are you not explaining it clearly, or do I have no talent in this area, or are you deliberately misleading me? This is not acceptable. As a student, shouldn't we help each other?"

At thirteen:30, Tian Zhenhan finally couldn't stand it and shouted loudly, "I'm not a poet. I want to eat, but if I don't eat, I will starve to death!"

Long Jianhua had a bitter face, "Poet Tian Da, I finally found the opportunity to learn to write poetry from you; but for a whole morning, I didn't teach anything..."

Tian Zhenhan looked at him with red eyes and shouted hoarsely, "I'm not a poet! If I don't go to eat, the cafeteria will be closed!"

Then, he stood up slowly on the grass with his hands, like a drooping old man; he just stood up straight, and immediately sat down again.

I was so hungry that I was dizzy.

Long Jianhua said lightly, "Poet Tian Da, you tried every means to help Long Yun study in the poetry club, but you didn't tell me anything useful this morning. Do you have ulterior motives?"

Tian Zhenhan is not a fool, how could he not know Long Jianhua’s intention?

But he didn't do anything to him all morning, and just asked him for advice on writing poems. So what could he do?

When a scoundrel meets a scoundrel's ancestor, he can only admit that he is unlucky.

"I'm sorry, I will never go to Long Yunyan again in the future. Please let me go. If I don't go, I will really have no food to eat."

It seems that he is really hungry, and finally got what Long Jianhua wants.

Seeing that Long Jianhua was still looking at him with distrust, he raised his right hand and sweared.

Long Jianhua doesn't believe in this method, but now he can only do this.

He sighed, "The poet also wants to eat, it's boring... I didn't drink a drop of water for a whole morning, but I wasted a kilogram of saliva or two. Now I can't speak, but I haven't learned anything. Poet Tian Da, then I'll leave first! In the future, you can do it yourself."

After that, I quickly left the woods and found a place to have a meal.

Tian Zhenhan looked at Long Jianhua's back gradually moving away in a daze, trying to grab the ground with his head, afraid of pain; he wanted to pound the ground with his hands, but still afraid of pain.

I can only feel sad from my heart...

Originally, I was going to Huxiang this morning, but I didn't expect that Long Jianhua was also very depressed by this.

After asking the elder sisters in Yunyan’s dormitory to have dinner outside, they walked home early the next morning.
Chapter completed!