Everyone focused their attention on the large characters Li Chen can had written. Li Dong, unwilling to give up, stared at them, his fingernails almost digging into his palm.
And Li Chen can's chalk began to slide—
"Rain falls heavily in Youyan, white waves surge to the sky, fishing boats outside Qinhuangdao.
In the vast ocean, nothing is seen, where have they gone?
A thousand years have passed, Cao Cao wielded his whip, leaving behind verses by the Eastern Cliffs.
The bleak autumn wind blows again, the world has changed."
As the poem was written, Li Dong was stunned! His heart sank to the bottom! Zuo Hong also stared in a daze!
The students, who had been trained in ancient literature for many years, naturally had a good appreciation of poetry. The grand and majestic atmosphere and the vast, open-heartedness of this poem made everyone feel as if they were standing on a mountain peak, seeing the magnificent scenery of Beidaihe's coast during the transition between summer and autumn. Moreover, there was a vast and powerful momentum, as if the sword qi rose to the sky, and the waves angrily crashed against the shore! The surging river and the grand momentum were overwhelming.
"Did he really write this?" Everyone was filled with shock.
Li Chen can had given everyone too many surprises, but this one was even greater.
"Great poem! Great poem!" Wu Chuan, regardless of the many students present, clapped and exclaimed, "The momentum is grand, the waves are vast... great poem! Great poem!" He couldn't help but praise it loudly again.
Yu Feng also clapped in amazement, "Li Chen can, this is too good! When did your class produce such a great scholar?!"
The revival of ancient literature made the empire place great importance on ancient poetry. Li Chen can's writing of such poetry naturally earned him enthusiastic praise!
Li Chen can smiled slightly but didn't seem to care much. This poem and this verse were copied from the other world's Yu Dafu and the great leader, respectively, and strictly speaking, they didn't belong to him.
... After Yu Feng and Wu Chuan left, Zuo Hong lost all her face.
Li Dong didn't even want to stay in the classroom for a moment.
All the classmates looked at Li Chen can with shocked eyes. His "Ode to the Waves at Beidaihe" was enough to shock the world.
Before leaving, Wu Chuan specifically said that he would take Li Chen can's "Evening Return of the Boat" and "Ode to the Waves at Beidaihe" to participate in this year's Imperial Ancient Poetry Competition.
The Imperial Ancient Poetry Competition had been held for three years, once a year, and was a high-level poetry competition organized by the imperial government. It was very authoritative. The top ten winners would receive prizes ranging from one million to one hundred thousand, and they would immediately become second-level researchers of ancient poetry in the empire.
A second-level researcher of ancient poetry in the empire was a position that received imperial support. Although the annual welfare allowance was not high, only tens of thousands of yuan, each academic achievement could earn tens of thousands of yuan in bonuses, which was very generous. At the first-level researcher, one could even be ennobled! Although ennoblement didn't bring more practical benefits, it sounded incredibly cool.
However, to prevent some small-minded people from participating randomly, the imperial ancient poetry competition required a recommendation from a third-level or higher ancient poetry researcher. Now, Li Chen can had this opportunity!
No one envied Li Chen can.
Zuo Hong was furious. She had lost all her face in front of the students. Now, looking at Li Chen can, who had calmly returned to his seat, she felt a surge of anger. She sarcastically said, "The imperial ancient literature revival movement emphasizes poetry and prose, but just like the Opium War a hundred years ago, writing poetry and reading the classics cannot truly make the country strong. We must study hard to get into university; academic performance is the most useful thing..."
The classmates sneered inwardly. Who didn't know that Zuo Hong was unwilling to let go and was still using Li Chen can's academic performance as a topic? But now, seeing Li Chen can write songs and poems, they began to doubt whether the Li Chen can who had once excelled in his studies had returned.
"Do you have confidence?" Ye Huanxue, who had just witnessed Li Chen can's legend, asked with confidence.
"Maybe..." Li Chen can was somewhat hesitant.
Li Dong regained some confidence. In terms of academic performance, even at his peak, he wasn't afraid of Li Chen can, let alone now that this guy had become stupid? Writing a few songs and poems shouldn't mean he had recovered, right?
Li Chen can continued to write in his black notebook, "The World of Ming: Chapter 6 - The Emperor Guards the National Gate."
This was the second part of "The World of Ming: The World Comes to Pay Homage."
He should start thinking about getting this book published.
Perhaps he could follow the route of Li Yuezhe, who gained popularity through blog updates, but Li Chen can knew his family's situation was dire, and the number of debt collectors was increasing day by day. He needed money.
Zuo Hong continued to rant, gradually regaining her composure.
Her mood gradually improved.
Just then, someone knocked on the classroom door.
Li Chen can was still writing furiously, trying to make the most of his time and ignoring what was happening.
At the door, the head of the senior high school liberal arts department, Ouyang Jing, stood there. Zuo Hong quickly invited him in, and Ouyang Jing said, "Teacher Zuo, I've brought the results."
"Results? The monthly exam results?" Zuo Hong immediately asked.
"Yes, the monthly exam results! Congratulations, your class has produced two top students in the grade this time," Ouyang Jing said with a smile.
"Two top students in the grade?" Zuo Hong's eyes lit up, pushing up her glasses with a smile, "Thank you, Teacher Ouyang."
"Alright, I'll be off then." Ouyang Jing handed the results to Zuo Hong, who, without even glancing at them, walked into the classroom with a smile.
Just a moment ago, she had used exam scores to pressure Li Chen can, and now the exam results had arrived! This was a fortunate coincidence that could help her regain her face.
"Teacher Ouyang just brought the results of this month's exam," Zuo Hong said with a smile. "Our class has produced two top students in the grade! I hope everyone can keep up the good work."
"Top students in the grade?!" Li Dong's face, which had been flushed with shame, began to show a hint of joy—had he gotten the top score in the grade? This would allow him to regain some ground. Thinking this, he glanced at Li Chen can, as if to say, "You may be good at writing poems and songs, but your academic performance is a weakness! You're out of options!"
The whole class was also very excited, wondering what would happen.
Zuo Hong stood at the podium with a smile, reading from the results, "This time, the two top students in the grade from our class are Ye Huanxue and... and..." Zuo Hong's face, which had been smiling, suddenly turned extremely disbelieving, then turned iron gray. After a long pause, she gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Huanxue... and Li Chen can!"
"Li Chen can!" Hearing this name, Li Dong's face also turned extremely shocked and iron gray. The whole class's attention once again focused on Li Chen can.