Ye Xuan stood up, drawing everyone's gaze.
At this moment, Ye Xuan had undoubtedly become the focal point of the entire school anniversary celebration. Everyone was eagerly anticipating what their idol, their most outstanding alumnus, would say next.
Under the eyes of the crowd, Ye Xuan ascended the stage.
The atmosphere in the venue reached a crescendo. Looking at the more than 5,000 students of Yangcheng Middle School watching him, Ye Xuan brought the microphone to his lips and said, "In my spare time, I wrote a long poem called 'Exhortation to Learning.' Now, seizing this opportunity, I wish to share it with all my juniors!"
Then, Ye Xuan flipped his hand and produced a USB drive, handing it to the host beside him. "Could you please pass this USB drive to the music teacher and have it played?"
"Of course, Senior Ye Xuan!"
The beautiful young host, receiving the USB drive from her idol alumnus, felt as if an invisible hand had clutched her heart and lungs. Her entire being was on edge.
Wow, this was the first time Senior Idol had spoken to her and entrusted her with a task. She absolutely had to complete it perfectly.
With light steps, she took the USB drive and handed it to the music teacher.
Luo Tianyi, seeing this, couldn't help but glare fiercely at a certain person. Clearly, this scene was no different from flirtation, and this move would undoubtedly create many more romantic rivals for him.
At the same time, a visible hush fell over the school celebration venue as they knew their idol alumnus was about to 'recite poetry.'
The entire place fell silent. Ye Xuan took it all in, a slight curve appearing on his lips. Then, the large screen behind him lit up, displaying the two powerful characters '劝学' (Exhortation to Learning) in the upper right corner.
Following this, Ye Xuan's calm and powerful voice, as if imbued with some magical quality, began to resonate.
"The noble man says: Learning cannot cease."
"Cyan is derived from indigo, yet it is bluer than indigo; ice is formed from water, yet it is colder than water. A straight piece of wood, when straightened by a line, can be made into a wheel, its curve conforming to a compass. Even if it withers in the sun, it will not become crooked again, for it has been thus shaped. Therefore, wood becomes straight when a line is applied to it, and metal becomes sharp when honed. A noble man, through extensive learning and daily self-reflection, will have clear wisdom and commit no errors..."
Chen Yan'er, "!!!"
"This is... Good heavens, my cousin brother?"
Hearing her cousin recite his own composition, although she couldn't fully grasp the meaning, her intuition told her this poem was absolutely remarkable.
"Hiss... Such literary talent!"
"Not simple at all!"
Principal Xu Fangzhou couldn't help but gasp, and the other teachers were similarly awestruck. For a moment, Ye Xuan seemed to transform into a literary master of his generation.
The more than 5,000 students in the venue were stunned at first, then deeply moved!
Learning cannot cease? Cyan derived from indigo, yet bluer than indigo? Ice formed from water, yet colder than water? Wood straightens with a line, metal sharpens with honing?
Tsk tsk~~
Amazing!
Too amazing!!
"As expected, that fellow..."
Luo Tianyi understood, and couldn't help but roll her eyes again. Undoubtedly, someone had garnered a lot of attention, and it seemed like a tremendous amount.
"Wow, Daddy looks so cool~"
"Hehe, Daddy is the best!"
"You're the greatest, Daddy~~"
The three little ones chattered excitedly, cheering for their dad. Hearing them, Principal Xu Fangzhou's girlish heart fluttered. Ye Xuan's triplets were just too adorable.
However... this student Ye Xuan was truly extraordinary. No wonder he could create such a masterpiece as 'The Free and Easy Wandering'!
Little did Xu Fangzhou know, this was merely a small appetizer.
"Therefore, without climbing high mountains, one does not know the height of heaven; without observing deep streams, one does not know the thickness of the earth; without hearing the last words of the former kings, one does not know the vastness of learning. The children of Gan, Yue, Yi, and He, born with the same cries, grow up with different customs; it is their upbringing that makes them so... "
"There is a bird in the south, named Mengjiu. It builds its nest with feathers and weaves it with hair, suspending it from reeds. When the wind comes, the reeds break, and the eggs are shattered, and the chicks die. The nest was not incomplete, but its attachment was its undoing. There is a wood in the west, named Shegan. Its stem is four inches long and grows on high mountains, overlooking a precipice of a hundred fathoms. The stem of the wood is not inherently long, but its position makes it so. Mugwort grows among hemp and becomes straight without support; white sand placed in black soil becomes black. The root of the orchid is called Zhi. If it is mixed with mire, a noble man will not approach it, and common people will not obey it. Its substance is not inherently unappealing, but its mixture makes it so. Therefore, a noble man, when settling, chooses his location, and when traveling, seeks out worthy companions, so as to guard against evil and approach righteousness."
Boom!!!
As Ye Xuan recited, the entire venue was struck into stunned silence. The numerous aspiring students were all bewildered, their admiration and reverence for their idol alumnus growing like an unstoppable torrent, like a boundless Yellow River.
They couldn't imagine how their idol alumnus conjured these words. It was simply incredible!
Every word seemed to have been pondered thousands of times, utterly flawless. Such talent, even ancient scholars and heroes would be no less than this.
Talent, it turns out... can truly be this powerful, this captivating!
And this... was the sentiment of everyone present!!
"Principal, this scene makes your earnest invitation for student Ye Xuan to attend the school anniversary so worthwhile!" The director of the senior year listened to the 'lectures' coming from the stage. Such a role model was far more effective than a hundred of their lectures.
"Indeed, after this, the school's atmosphere of learning will surely skyrocket by a significant margin!"
"More than that, if we carve this poem by student Ye Xuan and place it in the most prominent position at the school entrance, it will surely have an excellent effect."
The other two directors of grade levels also chimed in. Xu Fangzhou, with a faint smile on his lips, had clearly made up his mind. He envisioned the strong academic atmosphere of Yangcheng Middle School, and the thought alone made him excited.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan took another step forward, his voice rising slightly. "Accumulate earth to form mountains, and wind and rain will arise; accumulate water to form abysses, and dragons will be born; accumulate benevolence to achieve virtue, and the spirit will naturally be attained, and the sage's heart will be prepared. Therefore, without accumulating small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without accumulating small streams, one cannot form rivers and seas..."
"A swift steed's single leap cannot cover ten paces; a worn-out horse, pulling for ten days, its success lies in perseverance. If you carve and then give up, even rotten wood will not break; if you carve without ceasing, metal and stone can be engraved. The earthworm, lacking the sharp claws and teeth, the strong muscles and bones, eats dust from above and drinks from the underworld below, its focus unwavering. The crab, with its six legs and two pincers, cannot find a place to rest except in the holes of snakes and lizards; its mind is restless."
..........
"My heavens!"
"Cousin brother, is this... too amazing? Is this, really my cousin brother?"
Chen Yan'er was completely beside herself. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she looked at her cousin brother on stage, who seemed to radiate boundless brilliance. This was simply... like a dream.
No, she wouldn't even dare to imagine her cousin brother being this powerful in her wildest dreams. Damn, he truly lived up to being her cousin brother, amazing!
The entire venue was silent. At this moment, Ye Xuan, with his earth-shattering, timeless poem, had given the students of Yangcheng Middle School a lesson they had never experienced before. This poem would benefit them for life.
The three little ones, giggling, looked at their amazing daddy, their eyes filled with adoration. Daddy was truly, truly cool.