my dream adventure

Chapter 287 The Butterfly Effect (55)

Chapter 287 The Butterfly Effect (55)

The class bell rang, and the two came to the classroom very early. Lin Yuan copied the courseware from the USB flash drive to the computer, and the study committee handed in the homework. He sat down and corrected half of it. It was about the same time, just in time for class.

Hu Die put on a mask to avoid people's eyes and ears, but her mature attire and graceful figure still attracted many students in the class to whisper to each other.

She was sitting in the last row, and Lin Yuan borrowed a textbook for her in the office, spread out the notes, signed and wrote with strokes, and looked serious, which seemed to be the same thing.

The discussion among the students ended after the class bell rang. As a well-known writer, Mr. Muyuan, it is reasonable for strangers to come to his class to rub the class. Everyone is used to it. After the discussion, it stopped soon. , and no one did anything out of the ordinary.

Lin Yuan clicked on the PPT, and first talked about the correction problems of the homework handed in before, and then mentioned the assignment of the previous class, about selecting a character in the Dream of Red Mansions to explain, and mentioned several interesting questions.

But he didn't explain why Wednesday's class was adjusted, and what happened when he fell into the lake in Lover's Lake, so as not to embarrass Hu Die who was present.

"Then, the completion of the homework this time is quite good. Several students gave a long speech, which dazzled the teacher. In fact, try to express it concisely. There is no need to write an assignment as a short story. If the exam is done like this, the teacher can't help it. I gave you high marks. Well, I just made a rough count. Among all the assignments, most of them say they like Sister Feng and Baochai. There are also some boys who like Shi Xiangyun and Xiren. As the protagonists, Baoyu and Dai Jade is the least mentioned, who can tell me why?" Lin Yuan raised his head and smiled.

A class is completely silent, and a needle can be heard clearly when it is quietly dropped.

Once it was time for the teacher to ask questions, there was a suffocating silence. Students who were usually active did not dare to stand out, for fear of saying the wrong thing. Poor students had a blank mind and could not squeeze out any ink.

"Since none of you are willing to talk about it, I'll ask someone to come up and talk about his opinion. Why do you write a long speech when you are doing your homework, and when you arrive in the classroom, everyone is like a gourd?"

He smiled slightly, flipped through the cover of the homework, and called a random person, a boy with glasses and a thin figure.

The moment his name was called, he trembled and stood up with hesitation, his eyes were flustered, and his ears turned red all of a sudden.

"Student, you are the most succinct word count in all the assignments. I counted and the whole answer is exactly eleven words. You said you like Shi Xiangyun, why?" Lin Yuan seemed to be making things difficult on purpose. he.

The students in the whole class burst into laughter. Everyone knew this classmate's usual personality, and it was already amazing for him to hand in a piece of homework, let alone the degree of completion of the homework.

"Well, uh, I haven't read the original novel of A Dream of Red Mansions, but I have seen some TV dramas. There are a lot of girls and they are all beautiful. Only Shi Xiangyun has a carefree personality, looks like a modern woman, and is very cute. It reminds me of the anime in the island country. There are quite a lot of girls with this personality, I like it very much." He held his glasses solemnly and spoke tremblingly.

When answering the questions, the class was very quiet, and many people nodded, as if their attitudes were similar to his.

"Then, you like Shi Xiangyun purely because you like his personality and charisma, right? Then I think Daiyu is pretty good too. Don't you like good wives and mothers like Baochai and Xiren?" Lin Yuan asked.

The man adjusted his glasses again, "Well, it's not that I don't like it. They are all very good, and they are all very good. But, as a girlfriend, Daiyu is too pretentious, and Baochai is too scheming." , Xiren is too much like her mother, this is not suitable, right? Only Shi Xiangyun is innocent and cute, and it is pleasing to the eye when he is around."

The classmates roared with laughter, feeling that his aesthetic standard is to see who is suitable to be a girlfriend, and he is another animal that thinks from the lower body.If given the opportunity, he would dare to say that he would marry everyone as his wife.

"Ahem." Lin Yuan coughed slightly, everyone quieted down, and continued to listen to him, "Half of the boys in the class choose to be like you, and their first reaction to women is to choose whether she is suitable to be their girlfriend. Everyone chose Shi Xiangyun. It can be seen that there are not a few otaku among you. Some of you chose Xiren because she treated Baoyu conscientiously. A happy thing."

"Teacher, you can't blame us homeboys for being lustful. Originally, Dream of the Red Chamber is a male harem novel. It's normal for us to substitute Baoyu." He also tried to refute and find a suitable reason for himself.

Lin Yuan waved him to sit down, and called a girl present who seemed ready to move up, who was our study committee member.

"Tell me, you like Daiyu, right? Contrary to that classmate just now, tell everyone your opinion."

Lin Yuan was very polite and directly turned half of the class into a debate contest.

From his point of view, it is better to give students the opportunity to express their views than to simply acquire knowledge in class. This is also a kind of training for brewing and carving words.

For those who are about to become writers and writers in the future, it is a very necessary training method.

"I like Daiyu, because she is one of the few idealists in the world of Dream of Red Mansions. She insists on the dream in her heart, constantly sculpts, studies, and spends all her heart and soul into it, transforming it into beautiful and moving poems. In the field of literature, she is much better than people like Baoyu Baochai." The study committee member is indeed a master of learning, and his words and words are exquisite.

"You say Daiyu is an idealist, but who else is there besides Daiyu?"

"Based on my reading experience, Baoyu, Daiyu, and Miaoyu are all idealists. They stand out from the crowd among the pragmatic people." She said in detail.

Lin Yuan smiled slightly, "It seems that our study committee member is still a modern Daiyu, does it also mean that you subconsciously regard Daiyu as your role model, and you also hope to strive to be as proud and clean as her. "

"The teacher guessed it right away. It seems that no one can hide from the teacher's eyes." The study committee member deliberately played a trick.

"You are very smart, so let me ask a more difficult question. In your eyes, is Daiyu's ending a tragedy?"

The study committee thought for a while, but shook his head decisively, "I think, in fact, what we think of as tragedy is actually a kind of beauty in the field of literature. In some countries, literature is included in the ranks of art and aesthetics." , what it pursues is not only the beauty of words, but also the beauty of human nature contained in words. There is no right or wrong in human nature. When it is expressed in the form of words, it is an art. The more tragic and touching people's hearts, the more beautiful it is."

Many students present applauded, seeming to agree with the views of the study committee members.

Lin Yuan still had a gentle expression, and called another student who was silent in the corner to come up, and he was the only one who didn't applaud.

"It seems that the views of our study committee have been recognized by many students. Are everyone's ideas so consistent? This student who just came up, I remember what you wrote. You like Baochai, right? Different opinions to refute our study committee?" Lin Yuan seemed to provoke trouble deliberately, and everyone's eyes fell on this male student who was a little taciturn on weekdays.

He maintained his glasses as usual, and explained with a flat face, "I understand the study committee's desire to pursue literary idealism. But please don't forget that human beings' pursuit of nobleness is naturally beautiful, but you are just because you stand at the top of the pyramid. Therefore, all you see is the mysterious universe above, while ignoring the place below where you are. More than 80.00% of the people are living in what you think is a vulgar, despicable, and poor world. Their lives are from birth to death. For a series of tragedies, no one sympathizes with them, because most of the people around them are the same kind of people as them. For them, can you discuss the meaning of literature and the aesthetics of tragedies?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a round of cheers in the class, and everyone applauded for him, and the study committee member just now also applauded, but obviously, her expression was a little embarrassed and pale.

"I say this not because I am on the side of the tragic characters, but because I want to tell everyone, to people immersed in the world of literary utopia, that your poetry is delicate and fragile silk that can weave beautiful clothes, but The reality of the tragedy cannot be changed. Those who wear Chinese clothes will always be rich people who consume a lot of labor, while ordinary people are providing for these rich people, delivering blood and nutrition. The world is unfair, I hope students From now on, I will be able to write for those who are really suffering, instead of being immersed in the so-called poetic aesthetics." He finished speaking calmly, and sat down automatically.

If it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

The students under the seat applauded one after another, and the study committee member was so stunned that he couldn't intervene, and he sat down helplessly. There were two views, tit for tat, one was romantic idealism, and the other was a more generous and pragmatic spirit of fraternity.

Lin Yuan was very happy to hear so many different opinions today, and Hu Die, who was listening, was also very happy. Sure enough, the quality of the class taught by Mr. Mu Yuan was exceptional.

What she said opened up a new world compared to a person like her who could only think on the surface.

(End of this chapter)

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