Chapter 263: Youth Poetry Contest

readx;? Li Yunliang didn't care about that, and continued to chatter...... No matter what kind of person Li Yunliang is, he is still quite serious in teaching. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info almost all the specific problems of each student in the last semester were detailed, and they were all commented on one by one. He also reminded them that they must solve the relevant problems they raised this semester, otherwise they will definitely not have good fruit to eat.

Li Yunliang talked for a long time, looked at Zhang Yu, and said, "Zhang Yu! Zhang Yu, did you hear me speak, open your eyes, and you will sleep after I finish speaking. ”

Of course, Zhang Yu didn't fall asleep, just dozed off, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes.

Li Yunliang said: "Zhang Yu! I solemnly ask you for one thing, just one thing. I usually don't care what you want to do, whatever you like to do, you can do it. I don't care! I'll ask you for something! I'll trouble you, learn English for me. This semester, don't give me a whole grade in English. Last semester, I couldn't hold my head up in front of my English teacher for almost the entire school year because of you. You know what I asked Director Gu of the Academic Affairs Office to train! If you do this again, I won't dare to go out without a mask. So I'm please! Okay, I'm going to get my English scores!"

Zhang Yu nodded when he heard this, and said, "No problem, Mr. Li, don't worry!"

Li Yunliang nodded, looked at the whole class again, and said, "Now I'll study on my own! Teacher Han, who will teach Chinese for a while, has important things to tell you." That Su Qianqian, you are responsible for classroom discipline. Wait for Mr. Han to come!"

Li Yunliang finished explaining what happened, got up and left the classroom.

As soon as Li Yunliang left, the sound of muttering began to sound in the room again...... Anyway, the school hasn't started yet, and now it's more relaxed.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near...... The people in the class didn't speak, looking at the door.

Chinese teacher Han Shaoli walked into the classroom, came to the podium, and said, "Hello students!"

"Hello teacher!" the class replied in unison.

Han Shaoli said: "Students, I have an important thing to announce now. The Municipal Education Bureau announced that the National Youth Poetry Writing Contest will be held in the city's cultural and sports center next month. In order to respond to the excavation and innovation of traditional culture, in order to reflect the positive creative enthusiasm of young people in our city. The Municipal Education Bureau requires that every student above junior high school in our city must participate in the audition of this competition. At the same time, each student is required to submit at least one poem, of course, it is best to submit three. I have a list of the requirements and regulations for this competition, so you can take a look at it in a moment. Now I will form a temporary supervision group for this competition, and the team leader and deputy team leader will be responsible for the submission of your class. Finally, it will be unified into data and handed over to me. I repeat, everyone has to contribute at least once. Did you hear that?"

"Hear me!" said the class.

Han Shaoli nodded and said, "I'll say it again, everyone must submit their manuscripts in accordance with the requirements of the explanatory documents, and if they don't perform seriously, the Academic Affairs Office will deal with them seriously." This time, the supervision team, team leader, Zhang Yu. Deputy team leaders, Su Qianqian and Ge Wenhui. The three of you are in charge of the competition supervision team this time. The three of you must give me the basic information of each person's submission and finally give me feedback so that I can register. ”

The three of them nodded at the same time......

Han Shaoli said: "Okay! Then let's do it! After a while, the bell will ring for school, and there will be no rest in the afternoon, and all the staff will return to school to study the matter of submission." If you can solve it, it's best to solve it in the afternoon. Okay!" After Han Shaoli finished speaking, she looked at Su Qianqian and said, "Su Qianqian, there is relevant information about this competition on the table." Which of you has a mobile phone to take a picture, one in the group, everyone take a look. I'm going to another class!" He turned and left the classroom.

Han Shaoli turned around and left the classroom to go to the next class...... The people in the room looked at each other, and they all saw that there was no bottom in their hearts.

Su Qianqian came to the podium, picked up the information, looked at it, turned around and said, "Who brought the mobile phone?"

The big eyes in the class stared, who can bring a mobile phone to school, so that the teacher can see it. You are not allowed to break it at that time!

"I brought it!" Zhang Yuyi took out his mobile phone from the space.

Su Qianqian took the information to Zhang Yu...... Zhang Yu took a picture with his mobile phone and went to the class group.

Su Qianqian said: "As for the specific content, I won't read it, when school is out at noon, everyone will go home and use their mobile phones to take a look." ”

Wu Jie said first, "I can't write poems! ”

Zhao Zhijun said: "If you don't know how to write poetry, you have to write! You didn't listen to Teacher Han, this is stipulated by the Municipal Education Bureau." After the statistics, it will be reported to the Academic Affairs Office!"

Wu Jie frowned and said: "The Education Bureau can fix these useless things day by day! What age is it, what is the writing! Diapers are not wet!"

The class burst into laughter......

6 Zhiquan said: "Fatty! There is nothing difficult about writing poetry. If you can't write ancient poems, you can't write limericks. Look at my ...... Well...... He is not handsome, short because of lack of calcium, although he has no love for irrigation, but he has manliness. ”

The girls in the class collectively covered their mouths and smiled.

Wu Jie smiled: "Not bad, old 6! You are quite talented! I use you here, you write another one yourself." ”

Zhang Yu smiled at this time and said, "Fatty, you should use this." One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven or eight, nine, ten, eleven pieces, fell into the grass and disappeared. "Changed it slightly! Don't take it seriously.

Wu Jie was a little stunned and said, "What do you mean, boss! I didn't even get it!"

Zhang Yu smiled: "Add the title and you will understand! The topic is, snow." ”

Wu Jie's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "Not bad, boss! You are a high-level limerick! And the amount of oil is very large! Haha! I will use you, this grade is high." ”

6 Zhiquan also said excitedly: "Boss, you also bring me oil! I will use it too." ”

Zhang Yu thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "Yes, I saw a crack on the ground, pour some cold water and freeze it, if it wasn't frozen, who knew that there was a crack here." ”

Hahahaha! The whole class was laughing crookedly.

6 Zhiquan laughed, "Great! I'll use this." ”

Zhao Zhijun said anxiously: "Boss, boss, you can write me one too." It's going to be oily, too!"

Zhang Yu nodded, thought about it, and suddenly said, "There is!"

The whole class pricked up their ears to hear what was going on this time...... To be continued.