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"Okay!good!!" Teacher Sun clapped his hands and praised, "Josie, your writing skills are getting better and better!"

"Where, where!" Lin Qiaoqian modestly changed her focus and said, "Teacher Sun, as for love poems, my junior brother Yang Tang has a lot of experience......

"Oh?"

Concubine Tao Yu was anxious when she saw this, and was about to say something, but Yang Tang laughed: "Senior Sister Lin, I knew that you wanted me, this woman's heart is too small, and she can't marry in the future!"

This caused a burst of laughter in the classroom. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Qiaoqian raised her eyebrows and said, "You don't care about me, I won't marry you anyway (there was another laugh around)...... Mr. Sun, I just saw that he wrote several poems, I don't believe you ask him!"

Without waiting for Teacher Sun to express his position, Yang Tang had already replied: "Teacher Sun, right? I'm not a member of the literary society, but here to observe and study, so I don't have to make an axe in the class, right?"

Teacher Sun was stunned when he heard this, and felt that everyone was a civilized person, since Yang Tang had already said that he had given in, there was no need to embarrass him, but Lin Qiaoqian was also a female classmate who was very liked and loved by her, since she targeted Yang Tang, it would not be groundless, so it was necessary to give Yang Tang some necessary beatings and warnings.

"Yang Tang, right? This literary club is not something that anyone can observe, since you are here, you have to leave a sentence and a half of poetry, and it is good to throw bricks and lead jade!"

Hearing this, Yang Tang was a little unhappy, but he could still tolerate it, after all, the "Liu Tong incident" can be learned, if he bumps into this Teacher Sun again, he is also a madman similar to Liu Tong, and he will involve parents or something at every turn, then Yang Tang is afraid that he will really go crazy and kill people!

"Teacher Sun, you are right, but just now when the senior brothers and sisters were pondering the two topics of 'love' and 'career', I was wandering out of the world...... You want me to throw bricks and lead the way, I don't know if the old poems I used to write are okay?"

Teacher Sun on the stage was stunned when he heard this, and then glared at Lin Qiaoqian, who wanted to interject, and then said: "Okay, the content of the poem is arbitrary, as long as there is something to say!"

"Okay, then I'll recite an old work "Birds and Fish" for everyone!" Speaking of this, Yang Tang stood up calmly, coughed lightly, adjusted his voice, and recited in a voice that was more mellow than that of Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang: "Flying birds, soaring in space, relying on constantly folding wings; fish, soaring in the water, relying on oxygen with gills; we have no wings, but we have the unchanging strength in our chests; we do not have gills, but we have the oars of faith in our hands." ”

The classroom fell silent, and then someone burst into low laughter.

Yang Tang naturally heard the laughter, but he was indifferent, but Concubine Tao Yu had some red circles in her eyes, and secretly scolded herself that she shouldn't bring Yang Tang over, and he wouldn't have this foreign appearance.

Lin Qiaoqian's face was also a little stiff at this time, and she suddenly found that a boy who had just stepped into the university gate was looking foreign in front of many girls, especially when these girls were not only gossiping but also the "goddesses" that the boys on the campus of Beijing University yearned for, the sense of revenge in her chest was not as strong as she imagined.

When the laughter dissipated, Teacher Sun asked, "Finished?"

"Ah, the recitation is over. Yang Tang said.

"It's so short? I haven't heard anything yet...... Forget it, let's get down to business, Josie's group, have you written any love poems?"

Hearing Teacher Sun's inquiry, Lin Qiaoqian, who is the senior sister and team leader, did not respond, but looked lazy and unable to lift her spirits.

"Shangguan, what about you?" Mr. Sun asked casually again.

Shangguan Mingxin said: "I'm sorry Mr. Sun, my love poems are still a little bit ......."

"Okay, what about the other groups? No one volunteered? I have to order!" Teacher Sun said a little hesitantly, "This toothpaste can't write good poems, or do you have good things but hide them?"

There was silence in the classroom.

After an interval of six or seven seconds, a handsome man with glasses stood up in the back row, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Teacher Sun, I wrote a love poem and want to read it on stage!"

"On stage?" Mr. Sun was a little surprised, but he didn't think deeply, "Okay, can you come up, do you need microphone?"

"No!"

The handsome man with glasses strode onto the podium, waved his hand and refused the microphone provided by Mr. Sun, first quickly skimmed through his own poems, and then stared at Shangguan Mingxin behind Yang Tang with burning eyes, and began to read: "My heart is an undefended empty city, and I was suddenly attacked by acacia in the middle of the night, and my heart is just a piece of ......."

A few easy-to-understand vernacular poems made many girls present look at the men with glasses, while the few boys were very unimpressed.

Of course, there are also girls who don't care about the recitation of the man with glasses, Concubine Tao Yu is one of them, she is pulling over a stack of public paper to write something, and after writing it, she quietly passed it to Yang Tang.

"I'm sorry Tangtang, I'm sorry ......"

After scanning the content on the paper, Yang Tang glanced at Concubine Tao Yu, who had a depressed expression, couldn't help but think, and wrote under Concubine Tao Yu's words: "That poem "Birds and Fish" is just the introduction to another love poem. Then he pushed the paper back again.

After reading Yang Tang's reply, Concubine Tao Yu suddenly became interested, and wrote on the paper: "What kind of love poem?

On the side, Shangguan Mingxin, who was very disgusted with the glasses man on the stage who had been staring at her scorchingly, finally lowered her head in defeat, and simply blocked her sight with Liuhai and didn't look at the stage at all, so she quickly noticed the small movements of Yang Tang and Concubine Tao Yu.

Yang Tang took the note handed by Concubine Tao Yu, looked at the question above, hesitated, and wrote: "Then let you see it, but let me state first, this poem is not for you." "Hand back the paper.

Concubine Tao Yu quickly handed the note back again: "Stingy!"

"It's not a question of being stingy or not, in short, you know it if you've read the poem...... The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I am standing in front of you, and you don't know that I love you......"

Yang Tang worked hard to write, not caring about the Shangguan on the side, and even Qiao Qian was secretly paying attention to his every move.

At the same time, on stage.

The man with glasses continued: "I only hope that it will be slaughtered and burned once it goes, and who knows that it will occupy it forever and build the walls of the palace!"

For at least two seconds, the classroom was quiet.

"Teacher Sun, I'm done reciting. ”

"Good!" Mr. Sun blurted out, "You write a good modern poem...... By the way, what's your name?"

The man with glasses said, "My name is Wu Song." ”

Yang Tang, who had just written "one soaring in the sky, the other diving deep under the sea", suddenly heard this, and almost didn't spew out: [Wu Song?

"We applaud Wu Song and wish him continued encouragement...... Whoa, whoa, and ......" Under the leadership of Teacher Sun, the classroom resounded with sparse applause.

Hearing everyone's applause, Shangguan Mingxin, who wanted to know the content of the notepad, had to face the reality, got up where the applause dissipated, and said to Teacher Sun on the stage: "Teacher, my love poem has also been written!"

Teacher Sun was a little surprised when he heard this, but Wu Song, the man with glasses who had not yet stepped down, suddenly became excited, thinking that Shangguan was replying to him.

"Oh~~ Now that it's written, let's read it and let everyone listen to it!"

"Okay Teacher Sun!" Shangguan Mingxin Huanting came to the stage, glared at Wu Song viciously, stood on the other side of Teacher Sun, and then read: "The ring is fake, it doesn't matter, if the marriage is real, the earrings are fake, it doesn't matter, if the whisper is true, the necklace is fake, it doesn't matter, if the kiss mark is real, the brooch is fake, it doesn't matter, if the heartbeat is true, the love words are fake, it doesn't matter, if the love is real......"

A series of sentences made the boys and girls in the classroom speechless, and at the same time, it also made people feel Shangguan Mingxin's longing for love, but at this time, I only listened to her words: "But... What I can't stand is that you are inexplicably harassing me!" After a pause, he snatched the microphone from Mr. Sun's hand and flipped the switch, "Wu Song!!"

"Huh??" Wu Song, who was named in public, was still inexplicable, causing a burst of laughter from the audience.

Even Teacher Sun was a little embarrassed by Shangguan's actions, so he deliberately looked at his watch and announced in a loud voice: "Okay, the first stage of the activity will come here this afternoon, everyone take a break and go to the toilet..."

Seeing this, Yang Tang pushed down Concubine Tao Yu, who was fascinated by the poems on the paper: "Tao Tao, flash, flash!"

"Huh?" Concubine Tao Yu raised her head and looked at Yang Tang blankly: "What did you just say?"

"I ask you, do you want to go to the toilet, by the way..."

"Oh. ”

"Oh no, I can't stay anyway, if you don't want to leave, I'll wait for you at the gate downstairs!" said, without waiting for Concubine Tao Yu to respond, Yang Tang had already slipped out of the classroom.

It was only at this time that Concubine Tao Yu finally came back to her senses, shouted "Tang...", and stopped, and said to Sister Honghong next to her: "Sister, I slipped away first, if you are the last to take the roll call, you remember to help me squeak!"

Sister Honghong hurriedly responded: "Okay, no problem, you hurry up and chase it, hehe!"

Concubine Tao Yu's face turned red with laughter, but she didn't forget to tear off the paper on which Yang Tang wrote a poem, folded it and put it in her bag, said hello to Lin Qiaoqian again, and chased Yang Tang.

At this time, Shangguan just turned back from the aisle on the other side, and asked casually: "What are you doing here, Concubine Yu......?"

"Of course it's to chase love, Lang Hello!" Sister Honghong said with her eyebrows fluttering.

"Chasing love, Lang?" Shangguan was stunned for a moment, "The paper on which Yang Tang wrote poems ......"

Lin Qiaoqian picked up a stack of blank notes and said, "Oh, it's all here!"

Seeing this, Shangguan screamed, "Don't move!

Lin Qiaoqian did so, and deliberately pinched her nose and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Shangguan took out a roll of transparent tape from his backpack and wrapped the stack of blank notes tightly, and then explained: "If only two or three pages of paper have been torn off the top, I think I can see the handwriting on the top pages!"

Lin Qiaoqian was stunned, and immediately gave a thumbs up and said: "There is a specialization in the art industry, and archaeology is archaeology." ”

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