When the sedan chair was carried into Xiong's house, Xiong Di Feng Han became a sedan chair man, with a stick without ice in his mouth, and the reason for sealing Han was also very sufficient: it was also very meaningful to carry the good sisters into the good brother's house with their own hands!

Lu Haoge was sent to the cave room, waiting for the auspicious time to officially worship the church, Xiong Di found a game console for his wife, a bunch of fruits and pastries, and let her eat and play by herself first, and eat less popsicles.

Xiong Di also has to go outside to deal with the guests, the hour is approaching, there are more guests, and many important guests need him to greet them personally.

Lu Haoge said pitifully, "I'm alone in the empty room, it's deserted, it's so painful, otherwise, you can find Sister Xiaowu, we can play Sui and Tang Dynasty hero fights!"

"Well, let's do it~"

It's also a coincidence, Xiong Di just went out and saw Han Wu.

"Sister!"

"Bear!"

The two spoke in unison.

"Are you free now?"

"Did you see Feng Han?"

The two agreed.

This time, Xiong Di was wittily slowed down, and then heard Han Wu ask, "You have something to do with me?"

Then Xiong Di got off the donkey, "Oh, Xiaolu said that she is very lonely and wandering now, and wants to find you to accompany her~"

"That, okay~" Han Wu gave up the idea of looking for Feng Han, and after a while, there was a happy voice in the cave room, "I use Luo Cheng, look at me as a little overlord with a silver gun!" and "I use Cheng to bite the gold! Eat my three-plate axe!".

Xiong Di scratched his head, as if he couldn't find Feng Han anymore, what a while of effort, where did this guy go~

Feng Han didn't run far, he was blocked by Zhu Peiqi, the elite of the bamboo class who were not convinced.

The more Zhu Peiqi thought about it, the more she was sucked, after Feng Han Xiong Di left, she had been depressed, the money was small, and the face was big, at this time, Wang Guolu, who had always had a crush on her, talked about her unfinished homework in order to make Zhu Peiqi happy.

"Do you remember the title of the essay in the fourth set of Chinese papers?"

A girl replied, "Remember, let's use 'bamboo' as the theme of the creation, right?" ”

"Yes, it's a pity that I'm not done yet, I think the squad leader must have written very wonderfully, why don't you read it to us!" Wang Guolu coaxed.

The reason why he said this was that he knew that Zhu Peiqi's Chinese scores were the best among her subjects, and she was also outstanding in the class, and her large and small essays were posted and displayed many times, writing is her proudest weapon, and Wang Guolu is to give her a chance to show off.

Wang Guolu's proposal really hit Zhu Peiqi's heart, and her face recovered a little bright, but it was not good to read poetry alone, she always felt weird, "It's better like this, in addition to contributing money, how about giving Xiong Lu a gift to the little couple!"

This gift is that everyone gives the poems they wrote about "bamboo" to the first couple in the bamboo class together, which is more meaningful than simple money.

The squad leader's proposal was unanimously approved by everyone, and the time was tight, and after Xiong Jie's consent, they found pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in Xiong Di's study, and Xiao Yan, who had the highest calligraphy level in the class, was responsible for writing.

Good poetry works need to be set off, and compared with her classmates, Zhu Peiqi's masterpiece "Zhu Zhu" is indeed outstanding, so it is also written in the center like a moon by the stars.

When they walked out of the study, they happened to see Feng Han, who had just brought the fawn back, the enemy was very red when they met, Zhu Peiqi's heart turned upside down, and she couldn't calm down for a long time, she couldn't accept such a failure, and lost to a scumbag in her own eyes, which made her previous pride look childish and ridiculous!

Seeing that more than two hours had passed since the competition just now, they came out of the study, "You guys, just studied that question clearly?" Feng Han also owed, and one sentence made Zhu Peiqi unable to suppress the urge to retaliate and go back.

"Feng Han, do you know what we're doing inside?" Zhu Peiqi asked with a grin as she suppressed her anger.

"If I guessed wrong, then I really don't know what new topics you're working on. Feng Han smiled in return.

Zhu Peiqi shook the paper scroll in her hand, "That's the case, Xiong Di Lu Haoge is the first couple in our bamboo class, in order to express our infinite blessings to them, several of us, each wrote a poem about bamboo, as a wedding gift for them." ”

"Oh. Feng Han was indifferent.

Peggy Chu invited: "Don't you want to write something to bless them?"

Feng Han showed off his beautifully decorated brocade bag, "I wrote it, so I won't join in the fun with you." ”

Wang Guolu couldn't understand why Zhu Peiqi did this, "Squad leader, we are from the bamboo class, why do we have to bring him, can he write poems, what if he writes his broken poems with us and is rejected by Xiong Di!"

"Boy with a long face, I have to say, your radical method has worked, come, let me see what you have written!" Feng Han responded.

Wang Guolu thought to himself: MMP, who is so excited, Lao Tzu really doesn't want you to participate!

Feng Han glanced at the poems of the virtuous people, what "the bamboo is three or five meters long, and the section is eight or nine paragraphs." The leaves are one by one, and they are not visible when they fall to the ground. "Do you want to be so realistic, if you are Qianlong, there are still people who blow it, but are you!

What "I went back to my hometown during the summer vacation, and the bamboo was green on the side of the road." Come back and break a branch, but ask to hear the thunderbolt. "Do you want to make firecrackers or do you want to go to heaven!

What "Langmei rides a bamboo horse, and the portal first acquaintance." has never been shy and stupid, exuding lining cream. "Writing bamboo horses is also writing bamboo!Moreover, the girl who writes poetry, are you in spring~

Feng Han read a few articles, that is, the level of high school students, and finally he read the one signed by Zhu Peiqi in the middle, "The pond pavilion spends a few bamboos, and sits in the shade calmly annoying the summer dew." After the rain, new bamboo shoot buds are added, and the heart is in a trance and slightly fragrant. "Placed in the middle, it does make sense, but it is also a bit too showy and rhetorical, giving people the feeling of not being aware of it, but in fact, there is no soul.

Feng Han kept looking at it and didn't make any comments, Wang Guolu said mockingly, "How about it, I've never seen such a well-written poem in your class!

Feng Han smiled slightly and asked, "What do you call Brother Tai?"

"My name is Wang Guolu!"

"Oh, the author of the bamboo is three or five meters long, count the garbage you wrote, and have the face to say it~" Feng Han said embarrassed for him.

"You!"

At this time, Zhu Peiqi spoke for Wang Guolu, "Wang Guolu is ready-made, and it is already remarkable to be able to write it like this." ”

Li Li next to him also followed, "That is, the national road can be regarded as a quick thinking, although it is worse than Cao Zijian, but it is not too much." ”

was so touted that even the party Wang Guolu began to be embarrassed, and Feng Han was even more hehe, "Oh, what is done now, come on, I'll come, you come and write, let you see the real poet!"

Everyone returned to the study, and Xiao Yan continued to hold the pen, leaving a place for Feng Han in the corner of the paper.

In fact, although Feng Han can recite at least two famous poems written about bamboo by opening his mouth, but to deal with a few high school students, come with a sentence "Thousands of blows are still tenacious, and the wind is blown, and the wind is blown." "It seems to be a bit of a cannon hitting mosquitoes.

So Feng Han chose this one after reading all the Tang poems.

"Entering the water and moving light, emptying the green shadow spring.

Revison bamboo shoots, moss-colored frost roots.

Weaving can bear fragrant sweat, cutting can be fishing brocade scales.

Sanliang was used, and one section was given to the king's grandson. ”

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