The wind is born in the ground and starts at the end of the green ping.

Light valley, angry at the mouth of the soil.

On the morning of the next day, on the official Weibo of Dongrao No. 4 Middle School, there was a list of on-campus auditions to participate in the first "Mayor's Cup" Ancient Poetry Competition. Many students scoffed at the words "Kong Shucheng" when they saw it. Even in the sophomore Chinese teaching group, several Chinese teachers saw the complete list of preliminaries, and they couldn't help but smile.

The biggest opinion, of course, is still Teacher Liu Ping in the first class of the second year of high school.

In the past few years, Ms. Liu Ping has been working hard in Chinese teaching. As a high-achieving student who graduated from the Department of Chinese at NTU, her achievements in many aspects have posed invisible pressure on Long Piaopiao.

Take this Chinese test as an example, the average score of the two classes led by Liu Ping exceeded 90 points, which is unimaginable in ordinary classes. Even, at the principal's office meeting last week, someone boldly raised the question of whether a "more talented" teacher could be appointed as the head of the Chinese teaching group in the second year of high school.

There is no doubt that this "more talented" teacher is, of course, her Liu Ping.

Senior 2 Chinese Teaching Section, Office.

The tall Liu Ping stared at the list of participants on the computer screen, crossed his hands on his hips, and said with a smile: "Teacher Pang, this student of Kong Shucheng in your class, he is also included in the list of participants?

In fact, Teacher Liu Ping taught Kong Shucheng in her first year of high school. Of course she knew that Kong Shucheng had a few catties and taels.

Long Piaopiao sat on the leisure sofa, tasting Pu'er, listening to "The Cup of Love", and smiled faintly: "Hey, Kong Shucheng insists on signing up for it, so I can't do anything about him." Anyway, I think he's quite confident, maybe he doesn't know how to write the word 'shame'. Oh yes, didn't Cao Yu, a classmate in your class, also sign up for it?"

Read between the lines.

Liu Ping smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

Long Piaopiao's words directly hit her death hole.

That's right, Cao Yu in their class is actually a scumbag, but his father is the director of education. Yesterday afternoon, Cao Yu heard that Kong Shucheng was also going to participate in the ancient poetry competition, so he immediately possessed him and called Liu Ping overnight, saying that he was also going to participate in the competition. There was no way, Liu Ping had to add "Cao Yu" to the list.

After all, whoever you offend can't offend Master Cao.

But then again.

Cao Yu's father is the director of the Education Bureau, but what is his father Kong Shucheng? Isn't he just a brick movers? Where did he get his arrogance?

In addition to letting Cao Yu participate in the competition, in fact, Teacher Liu Ping also has Wang Fang in his hands.

This Wang Fang is their classmate Feng Tang in Class 1 of the second year of high school.

On the surface, Feng Tang's academic performance is only mid-to-mid, and in addition to Chinese, his grades in other subjects are also very weak, and he can't reach the second line in the college entrance examination. However, there is one point, Feng Tang is very awesome. That is, his attainments in ancient poetry are indeed very deep.

According to Feng Tang's parents, Feng Tang has been particularly interested in ancient poetry since he was a child, and has been insisting on reciting Tang and Song poems for more than ten years. It is said that he is the only guy in the entire No. 4 Middle School who can recite 800 Tang poems in their entirety. People gave the nickname "Feng Eight Hundred".

Eight hundred, folks!

Teacher Liu Ping felt that as long as Feng Babai came out, she would not be afraid of dealing with the top students in class 0 of the second year of high school. Those so-called scholars may be much stronger than Feng Babai in mathematics, physics and chemistry, but they have a specialization in the art industry, and Feng Babai can completely rely on his solid skills to seal his throat with a sword.

The reason why Ms. Liu Ping is so active is because Principal Liu also attaches great importance to the "Mayor's Cup" Ancient Poetry Competition.

Liu Ping sincerely hoped that Feng Babai could give him a long face. As for that Kong Shucheng, Liu Ping hoped that he could participate, as the saying goes: There is no harm if there is no comparison. Without a-stirring stick like Kong Shucheng, how can he bring out Feng Babai's standout?

In order to allow Feng Babai to fight his way out of the encirclement smoothly, Liu Ping didn't even assign him homework in the past few days. Even, every day after school, she had to open a small stove for Feng Babai alone to make up for ancient poems.

Feng Babai can win, which means that she Liu Ping can win.

Kong Shucheng is ashamed, and that is also the person who lost her.

..................

After school in the afternoon, the sun was still shining.

Kong Shucheng did not play basketball as usual, and he had to devote himself to the ancient poetry competition. A little hungry, he hastily bought two packs of egg yolk pie in the campus supermarket, went to the library to borrow a thick copy of "800 Tang Poems and Song Songs", and then ran non-stop to the grove by the playground.

The environment there is quiet, idlers are not allowed to enter, and it is suitable for memorizing Tang poems.

However, as soon as he approached the grove, he saw He Qihao, a porcupine, sitting on a lounge chair by the river with a long-haired girl, chatting. Coincidentally, the two of them also held a copy of "Tang Poems and Song Ci" in their hands.

Kong Shucheng was a little embarrassed, and just wanted to turn around, he was discovered by a porcupine.

"Oh, isn't this Ah Cheng, why are you here?"

The porcupine beckoned to him from afar and motioned for him to come over: "Come on, come on, Ah Cheng, let me introduce, this is Song Yaqin from Class 16 of the second year of high school, she is a super student in the liberal arts class, and she often scores more than 130 points in the Chinese test." Oh yes, this time, Yaqin also signed up for the ancient poetry contest. ”

Damn, the porcupine actually called her "Yaqin" directly?

Kong Shucheng nodded politely at Song Yaqin: "Good scholar!"

"Harm! Where am I a scholar? If you want me to say, Zhou Luoxia in your class is an authentic scholar. Oh yes, Mr. He Qihao, you are not allowed to make any more jokes about me next time. ”

Song Yaqin raised the "Tang Poems and Song Ci" in her hand and gently patted the porcupine's head. It can be seen that the two of them have known each other for a long time, and when their eyebrows and eyes interact, they also revealed some deep and rainy meanings.

It's understandable, though.

The porcupine has a mine at home, and many girls are happy to associate with him.

Moreover, the porcupine also has a characteristic, although he is very stingy with boys, he is very generous to girls. When he was a freshman in high school, he once became interested in Zhu Tingting, a girl who studied dance, and it was said that it cost more than 3,000 to invite two meals.

Song Yaqin in front of her looks pretty good, about 8 points. Although she is a top student and class flower in the liberal arts class, in terms of appearance and figure, she is not at the same level as Zhou Luoxia. When it comes to learning, it's even more hehe.

Watching porcupine and Song Yaqin flirting by the river, Kong Shucheng also felt quite boring.

After saying hello, he was leaving.

"Hey, Ah Cheng, don't go, I just have something to talk to you about. ”

The porcupine walked over in a few steps, and Song Yaqin followed with her husband, tilting her head and asking, "Qihao, who is this classmate?" ”

Porcupine: "He's Kong Shucheng!"

"Oh, it turns out that he is Kong Shucheng, hahaha!"

For some reason, Song Yaqin actually laughed out loud.

Laughing, like a crazy woman!

"Hahaha, it turns out that you are Kong Shucheng?"

Song Yaqin was still laughing.

It's as if it was not Kong Shucheng standing in front of her, but Song Xiaobao.

In her laughter, there was disdain, even a little condescending contempt.

Kong Shucheng pouted and blew the hair on his forehead, then shrugged his shoulders and asked the porcupine: "Hey, your girlfriend, did you take any laughing medicine?"

The porcupine glared at him: "Ah Cheng, don't talk nonsense, she is not my girlfriend." ”

"Ah, she's not your girlfriend? That means you still like that Zhu Tingting who learns dance?"

“.........”

The porcupine froze on the spot.

Song Yaqin also lost her face.

She immediately turned her head and looked at the porcupine with resentful eyes.

It can be seen that the three words "Zhu Tingting" are extremely lethal to Song Yaqin and porcupines who are in a hazy period. It's like someone deliberately slashed in the middle of the logo of the Italian brand Capa.