Actually, Kong Shucheng didn't want to mess up the atmosphere in the grove.

Although he is still a single dog, he is not jealous of the porcupine's right and left. Objectively speaking, the girl who secretly sent spinach to Kong Shucheng in the autumn was no less than that of a porcupine, after all, our height and appearance were also there. Therefore, he is not jealous. What's hateful is that the two * porcupines and Song Yaqin seem to be going to eat him today. laughed endlessly.

What's wrong with the scumbag?

Scumbags don't deserve to be a man?

Besides, there is a system between labor and management, do you have one?

Therefore, I can't bear it!

Others respect me for a foot, and I respect him for a light year.

After the porcupine was scolded, his face darkened: "Ah Cheng, are you joking like this? In the future, let's stop making this kind of joke, it's really boring." The reason why I can talk to Zhu Tingting is because my dad and his dad are colleagues, that's all, not as excessive as you think. ”

"Oh, about Zhu Tingting, I also listened to Liu Ming and Mao Nan, if you have any opinions, you can go to them. ”

"Okay, don't shake the pot, just don't talk nonsense in the future. ”

The porcupine's smile was obviously stiff, he looked at the "800 Tang Poems and Song Songs" in Kong Shucheng's hand, and then said: "Ah Cheng, I see that you have been working hard recently, do you really plan to do a lot of work in the Mayor's Cup Ancient Poetry Competition?"

"Hehe, who doesn't want to? Didn't Long Piaopiao say it, the first prize, 10,000 yuan per capita. ”

"Okay, you kid still think so far?"

The porcupine was taken aback.

He originally thought that Confucius was just trying to make a trick in the school audition. Unexpectedly, this kid is still thinking about "10,000 yuan per capita"! Hehe, why doesn't he think about Sister Chang'e on the moon? Oh no, this kid has actually been thinking about Sister Chang'e (i.e., Zhou Luoxia) recently.

No, I'm going to have to sober this kid up.

The porcupine coughed lightly: "Ah Cheng, since you are so confident, why don't we learn from each other?" Maybe, in the future, we will be able to form a team to receive the award together, 10,000 yuan per person, so excited to think about it. ”

When Song Yaqin heard this, she was immediately interested: "Okay, okay, I also want 10,000 yuan per capita." ”

Kong Shucheng: "I think, forget it, let's talk about it first." ”

The porcupine grabbed him: "Don't. Didn't you pat your chest and say to Long Piaopiao, your ancient poetry attainments are very deep, then let us also see it. By the way, let's compete with each other, which should be regarded as a warm-up before the game. In this way, ladies are preferred, Yaqin, you will come up with a question to test me and Ah Cheng. ”

As if she had been teased again, Song Yaqin suddenly became red: "Okay, okay, Qihao, you have to come on." I've heard people say that this classmate Kong Shucheng is so powerful. ”

Such an obvious rhetoric can be heard by Down syndrome.

However, Kong Shucheng didn't want to scold her anymore, the "Zhu Tingting" incident just now was enough for her to digest for a semester.

After a few breaths.

Song Yaqin smirked, pulled her throat and began to ask the question: "Kong Shucheng, He Qihao, two classmates, please listen to the question." Excuse me, 'May you win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.' 'Which poem is this from?'

Kong Shucheng: "........."

Cut, it's the same old routine again.

But to be honest, he really didn't know which poem it was.

"Haha, it seems that Kong Shucheng really doesn't know. So, Qihao, what about you?"

Song Yaqin tilted her head, held her cheeks, and looked at the porcupine that was not majestic.

Nausea Index: ★★★★★

The porcupine straightened his ribs and breast, and said in his non-standard Mandarin, "Of course I'm chicken." 'I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated', this sentence is actually from Zhuo Wenjun's "White Head Yin" of the Han Dynasty. ”

"Wow, Qihao, you're so powerful. Double-click 666. ”

Song Yaqin had a light in her eyes, and she couldn't wait to rush over and kiss her.

This wave of dog food is poisonous.

Kong Shucheng really couldn't stand it.

He wants to go!

However, the porcupine still grabbed his sleeve very cheaply: "Ah Cheng, don't go." Let's have another game. This time, I'll make a simple one and see if you and Yaqin can answer it. 'The moon is on the willow tops, and the people are about after dusk', who is the author of this poem?"

“.........”

Kong Shucheng is disgusting +1.

He really didn't know who the author of the poem was fucking was, though. However, he has enough evidence to doubt whether the porcupine and Song Yaqin are driving crazy in front of him. Unexpectedly, these two guys sneakily hid in the woods, reciting some poems that lingered to the end of the world.

Seeing that Kong Shucheng was silent, the porcupine laughed again: "Hahaha, Ah Cheng, you can't even say this? At your level, do you still dare to sign up for the ancient poetry contest? and think about 10,000 yuan per capita? ”

Song Yaqin hurriedly pretended to slap the porcupine: "Hey, Qihao, you can't hit people like this." Perhaps, people Kong Shucheng is deeply hidden, maybe they still have the ability to press the bottom of the box. ”

Nonsense, there must be a trick.

Lao Tzu has a system, do you make it?

Forget it, don't bother to fight with them.

Kong Shucheng's expression was indifferent, and he waved his hand: "Otherwise." Since your enthusiasm is so high, then I will also come up with a question to test the two of you top students. ”

"Well, I can't ask for it. ”

Porcupine and Song Yaqin, two sluts, spoke in unison.

Kong Shucheng cleared his throat: "Let's talk about it......... has abandoned his fame, and the people of Datang are empty. The life is gone, and the meritorious service is retained. There are a number of beasts in the spirit world, and the sports conference is chivalrous. Rizhao Chang'an Gang, all the chivalrous soldiers shed tears. Excuse me, where did this poem come from?"

“.........”

Two sluts, looking at each other.

Kong Shucheng: "You can't answer, right?"

Turn around in style.

The porcupine was not convinced, and asked loudly: "Ah Cheng, where did your poem come from?"

Kong Shucheng didn't look back, just waved his sleeves: "The mobile game version of "Journey to the West 2". ”

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Freezing three feet is not a day's cold.

One day is not enough, then three days.

Three days and three nights.

Kong Shucheng kept all the time, all the time in the liver ancient poems.

Growing up, he had never been so fully committed to doing one thing. Almost every day, every hour, every minute, all he thinks about is ancient poetry. Even after two o'clock in the morning, when Liu Ming and the porcupine were asleep, he would quietly get up and carefully read and recite those thick books of ancient poetry.

Tang poetry: poet immortal Li Bai, poet saint Du Fu, poet Liu Yuxi, poet Buddha Wang Wei, poet prisoner Meng Jiao, poet ghost Li He, poet soul Du Mu, poet demon Bai Juyi, Wang Changling, Li Shangyin, Du Mu, Yu Shinan, Luo Bin Wang, Wang Bo, Song Zhiwen, Chen Ziang, Zhang Jiuling, Wang Zhilian, Meng Haoran, Xue Tao, Han Yu, Zhang Ji, Liu Caichun.........

In terms of Song poetry: the three brothers of the Su family, Xin Qiji, Yan Shu, Li Qingzhao, Jiang Kui, Fan Zhongyan, Liu Yong, Wang Anshi, Ouyang Xiu, Zhou Bangyan, Zhang Yuanqian, He Zhu, Yue Fei, Fan Chengda, Wu Wenying, Liu Kezhuang, Jiang Jie, Zhou Mi, Zhang Yan, Wang Yisun.........

These names, which he had heard or had not heard, played out like a slideshow in his mind.

Those classic ancient poems and works were like surging rivers, endlessly injected into his mind.

Oh yes, to be exact, injected into his hippocampus.

Not only that, but he was also surprised to find that when he devoted himself to the world of ancient poetry, not only did his efficiency improve a lot, but his points also soared upward.

He felt like he was about to take off.

Boy, fly high!

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