Xu Xiuzhi glared at Lu Yifan angrily, and reprimanded with majesty: "Lu Yifan, what's the matter with you? People like you are typical broken jars and broken pots, and you don't let others feel good if you are not happy. ”

Wang Yuan, who was not far from him, said in a weird way in order to please Li Tian: "The talent of writing poetry is not something that can be obtained by hard work, and I hope that some people will not do this kind of thing that a clown will do because of some past events." ”

Lu Yifan was almost not entertained by Wang Yuan's green tea.

Did she think that she was deliberately laughing at Li Tian because of her?

Lao Tzu has the luck of literature and music, and he is familiar with ancient and modern poetry, can he still do a mere modern poem?

The classmates below also began to whisper.

Everyone felt that Lu Yifan must have done it on purpose.

Although Li Tian's conduct has not been very good, his talent is unanimously recognized by everyone.

And although Lu Yifan is not a bottom student, he is definitely a lower middle student in the class.

In this environment, everyone felt that Lu Yifan had gone too far.

And Lu Yifan flew a light glance at Li Tian, and then ignored it, as if it was a waste of his gaze to look at it more.

This kind of contempt that went deep into the bone marrow made Li Tian even more angry.

Why do you despise me again and again as a stinky food delivery person?

Lao Tzu won't let you out of trouble today, how will you mix in Jiangdong in the future?

"What, Lu Yifan, are you not convinced? If you don't accept it, you can also try to compete with me! Do you dare? Or do you not even understand the rules of poetry?" Li Tian's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he glanced at Xu Xiuzhi.

Xu Xiuzhi understood and immediately agreed: "Lu Yifan, since you think Li Tianzuo's poems are not good, let's let everyone taste it, and I will judge the two of you to see who does it well." ”

"Hey, it's over, this dead old lady is determined to let Lu Yifan embarrass in public. ”

"You tell me who this Lu Yifan is not good for, you have to provoke Li Tian, this is good, it annoys people. ”

"Lu Yifan has never failed his Chinese composition, Li Tian and our head teacher sing and harmonize, it's really ...... Hey, is it necessary to target a student like that?"

Lu Yifan sighed softly, his body bent slightly, and slowly stood up under the watchful eye.

Different from the past, today's Lu Yifan's actions reveal incomparable confidence and an inexplicable temperament.

"Do you really want to compare?" Lu Yifan asked without humility or arrogance.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't delay everyone's time if you can't do it!" Li Tian said impatiently.

Can this garbage delivery person make modern poetry?

If he could compose poetry, pigs would go to heaven!

Shrugging his shoulders, Lu Yifan nodded and said, "Okay, I admit it, I did think that the poem you made just now stinks, like a lump of ~~." ”

"You!" Li Tian's face turned red, his fists were already clenched, and he almost couldn't help but wave at Lu Yifan's face, "Okay, then I'll listen to it, what kind of poem can you compose!"

When you're done, I want you to kneel in front of the class and apologize to me!

Everyone's eyes are focused on this lazy-eyed teenager at the moment.

After looking around for a week, Lu Yifan gently spit out a sentence: "I still like you very much, I have walked eight thousand miles like the wind, and I don't ask about the return date." ”

The poetry is like ink on rice paper, slowly rendering.

Compared with Li Tian's poem, Lu Yifan's sentence, whether it is artistic conception or rhyme, is a few levels higher.

The students below were stunned for a while, and after savoring this poem, they couldn't help but let out a burst of admiration.

"Wow, this sentence is really meaningful, much better than Li Tian's sentence!"

"People can't look good, I didn't expect Lu Yifan to have this hand. ”

"Don't say it, compared with Lu Yifan's poem, Li Tian's sentence is indeed like a lump of~. ”

Listening to the comments of his classmates, Li Tian's face turned red and white.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Xiuzhi immediately made a round and said: "Well, this sentence made by classmate Lu Yifan is not bad, and it is not the same as that sentence of classmate Li Tian." However, Lu Yifan thought about it for a longer time below, so the two of them were tied. ”

For this head teacher, Lu Yifan was speechless to the extreme.

Not equal?

is a deaf person, looking at everyone's expressions, he also knows that it is Lao Tzu's poetry, which is even higher!

Li Tian, who didn't get any benefits, held back for a long time, glared at Lu Yifan and said angrily: "The blind cat touched the dead mouse, it really gave way!"

"I'm blinded? Ha, why don't you do it, Master Li, you have a sentence, I'll have a sentence, see who does it well?"

The clay figurines also have three points of fire!

Again and again, again and again provocations, Lu Yifan was completely angry.

Sample, learn from me, a person who has the luck of a literary and opera star?

Lao Tzu can't kill you!

"This ...... This kind of modern poetry can be thought of in a moment and a half. ”

Li Tianlu was timid, in fact, he was right.

Let a high school student open his mouth to come to modern poetry, even if there is no cultural fault, it is impossible for a Chinese high school student to do it.

"I can come to this level of poetry with my mouth open, and every sentence can be better than yours!"

After speaking, Lu Yifan held his head high, and slowly recited in a loud and confident voice:

"I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and the polar regions, thousands of miles away.

I still like you very much, like a whale sinking to the bottom of the sea and breathing gently, extremely disgusted.

I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years, and I am independent.

I still like you very much, like a little smoke curling in the cooking, and the snow and rain fall on the tangli pear.

I still like you very much, like a subject waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, far away.

I still like you very much, like the yellowed bridge in the old story, half deaf and half dumb, and lost your voice. ”

As soon as the six sentences of "I still like you very much" came out in succession, all the students broke the silence just now, and suddenly "wow" came out.

Hanging!

Absolutely hanging!

Six lines of poetry, each sentence has a different artistic conception and charm, and even the format is different!

Every sentence is taken out and read separately, and it makes people feel so emotional!

Don't say it's Li Tian, even if it's Xu Xiuzhi, even a professional poet, it is impossible to make such a beautiful poem in such a short period of time!

Sentences of praise came from the students' mouths, and Lu Yifan's expression was very calm.

Just kidding, with the luck of Wenqu stars and the support of 5,000 years of Chinese literature, if you can't even compare to a high school student, then why are you still alive? Just find a piece of tofu and hit it headlong and die!

And his calmness, this kind of pampering is not shocked, but he has another taste of pretending to b.

Hearing Lu Yifan's poem, Wang Yuan's eyes widened and she was a little distracted.