Song Baojun felt that his move was right and said, "Although Mr. Jiang's words make some sense, I think "Pipa Xing" has only one theme, that is, 'Why are you all falling into the world, why do you have to know each other when you meet?'. Any other statement is a confusing."

"So you just disagree with academic opinions?" Yan Conglong gradually became serious and said, "Why did I hear you humiliate Teacher Jiang in class with sarcastic words? I accused her of misleading her children?"

You should know that the most fear of being a teacher is not that he has a low salary or being beaten by his parents, but that he is accused of "misleading his children". This is equivalent to denying the most basic value of a teacher.

Yesterday, after Jiang Yihui finished class, she became more and more angry when she thought about it. She felt that she could not pass the life, so she called the people from the teaching department to tell her that Song Baojun was arrogant and harsh. It was inevitable that she would add fuel to the fire, and she described Song Baojun as an ugly student who did everything he wanted.

Since there was a teacher complaining, the teaching department naturally could not sit idly by. Originally, he planned to let an ordinary member come to investigate, but Yan Conglong thought about Teacher Jiang's background and saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he was there in person.

"It was Teacher Jiang who misunderstood." Song Baojun admitted: "Why are there conflicts between people? In addition to conflicts of interest, more importantly, issues of concepts, beliefs and communication can also cause conflicts."

Yan Conglong looked at him: "Then do you think there is something wrong with your communication?"

"It's true." Song Baojun stood up and walked to his desk to look at Jiang Yihui's lecture notes, saying: "Let's go back to "Pipa Xing" and look at the problem fundamentally. The era of poetry was respected by men, and it was a society of men. From the two sentences of "Everyone fell into the world, why do you have to know each other when you meet each other?", they are all Bai Juyi's self-reports, which shows that what Bai Juyi wants to write is actually himself, not a pipa girl. Through the appearance of the pipa girl having unique skills and encountering misfortune and being extremely frustrated by the poet, we can see his grief and anger echoing in the sound of the pipa."

Yan Conglong couldn't help but sit up straight and said, "Speak."

"What he has is talent! Even the emperors of the dynasty recited his poems repeatedly and lingered. His poems have been passed down through the ages until they became textbooks for primary and secondary school students. We have to learn every day. However, his talent was not appreciated by the authorities, and even wandered in Jiangzhou. He was just a little Sima! Not being able to appreciate talent has been the greatest sadness of literati since ancient times. This poem is a contradiction between ideals and reality, a pathos of no way to serve the country, a loneliness of being born at the wrong time, and a loneliness of historical feelings!"

Song Baojun became more and more excited as he spoke. Until the last string of parallel sentences, he simply waved his arm, as if Wen Yiduo was giving his last speech.

Yan Conglong's eyes lit up suddenly, and he almost burst into words with a good word. Song Baojun's explanation of "Pipa Xing" was so appealing to his appetite, and he really hit his lingering thoughts.

Comparing the two sides, isn’t my situation the same as Bai Juyi? Yes, I’m not satisfied with my talent.

Bai Juyi was demoted to Jiangzhou with a lot of knowledge, but he was kicked to Chazhou University as the director of the teaching department. This TMD said that it was small or big, just two words: frustrating! Frustrating!

This student is really talented and can understand Bai Juyi's poems so clearly. Compared to Jiang Yihui's desperate efforts to get involved in the pipa girl, she is much more pale.

Thinking of this, Yan Conglong had changed his expression to Song Baojun and said warmly: "Student Xiao Song, I think Teacher Jiang has indeed misunderstood you."

Song Baojun took out a Heshui brand cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Yan Conglong. He held one in his mouth and lit it. He sighed and said, "It was a trivial matter. Teacher Jiang is so stubborn. I have a problem with my attitude. I will give you a sincere review."

The meaning is very obscure, but he knows what Director Yan understands. This sentence means that Teacher Jiang is "jealous of the virtuous and capable" and cannot take on great responsibilities. Half a bottle of water will sway and mislead people's children.

Since Teacher Jiang did too much, he didn't care about throwing dirty water on Teacher Jiang.

Yan Conglong took the cigarette and looked at the sign at the front of the filter, took out the lighter to light it, and smiled and said, "Xiao Song, you have a deep knowledge of liberal arts theory. Where did you study before? Do you know why ancient intellectuals always admire talents?"

This is a bit of a test.

Song Baojun knew that his success had aroused the interest of Director Yan. He took a deep breath with his cigarette butt in his middle finger, and two thick fog sprayed out of his nostrils. He pretended to think for a long time, and shouted in his mind: "Doerful! Come out quickly and help me answer the questions! Darling! Don't be a turtle with a head-reducing turtle! If I was punished by the teaching department, do you think your life will be better?"

After calling several times, I finally heard the voice of the vulgar personality helplessly and replied: "Basic theoretical knowledge is not my strength. I can analyze my opponent's interests and characteristics and make plans. But for theoretical knowledge, I'm sorry, I can't help."

"What should I do? I feel that Director Yan has looked at me differently. Such a good opportunity cannot let it slip away in vain!"

"So what? Can Director Yan give you money? Can you find a good job?"

"You know what a good thing!" Song Baojun said angrily in his mind: "Once I curry favor with Director Yan, I will naturally be able to use the tiger skin as a banner and deal with Long Ya and the others. Isn't this what everyone wants to see?"

The despicable personality said: "There are other personalities to adapt to the current situation. However, with your situation, it is not enough to support three personalities at the same time, and the consequences may be serious."

"I care about his consequences or not. I just want to see him!" Song Baojun roared angrily.

"Okay, since you're so determined."

The vulgar personality pondered for a while, and after a while, another calm voice changed into his mind.

"Hello, subject, I am a philosophical personality. It is the 'reason' I had spoken to you before. Reason is my pseudonym. In order to integrate with you, you must know my real name."

Song Baojun was stunned: "Philosophy?"

"Philosophy is one of the social ideologies, a summary and summary of natural knowledge and society. Philosophy is also an adjective, describing a personality like me who rationally pursues various knowledge without being mixed with subjective thoughts."

Song Baojun didn't know where the philosophical personality was strong, and he didn't have time to understand it. He said, "Okay, okay, hurry up, come and deal with Director Yan's problem."
Chapter completed!