After self-study at night, the toilet of Meixian No. 1 Middle School was noisy and noisy, the dim voice-activated light seemed to be in poor contact and flickered on and off, Yang Yu and Liu Neng squatted in the toilet as usual to smoke, and the people in the toilet were talking about some miscellaneous things.

Yang Yu, who was squatting under the voice-activated lamp, sometimes listened to a sentence or two boredly, but it was all about fighting and picking up girls, and there was no sense of novelty, Yang Yu lit a Zhongnanhai boringly and began to smoke himself.

Liu Neng was holding a golden ring and listening to the song with headphones, humming two sentences from time to time to vent his boring mood, Yang Yu looked at Liu Neng listening to the song with his mobile phone, he took out the button mobile phone and began to look at the costume photos taken by her and Hu Yuxuan, whenever he saw Hu Yuxuan pretending to drink, a smile would appear on Yang Yuxuan's face.

Just when Yang Yu was looking through a photo with a smile on his face, suddenly his mobile phone rang, and Yang Yu said hello to Liu Neng and walked out of the toilet.

When the students who were smoking in the toilet saw Yang Yu with a bright head and a loud name, they all made way for Yang Yu with a calm face, and Yang Yu calmly walked out of the toilet and connected the phone.

With his button, the mobile phone beeped twice, and a middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello, are you Yang Yu?" I am the editor-in-chief of the Cold Stream editorial department, I have read your "Destiny" and think you are literary and talented, so I want to invite you to come to our Cold Stream to write poems, our Cold Stream Editorial Department is as beautiful as a cloud, if you write well, you can also have a picnic with our beautiful editor, and we will give you 50 yuan per poem for the price. ”

Yang Yu heard that there were not only beautiful editors to have a picnic and travel together, but also to communicate with beautiful women in literature, and in the face of a great opportunity to meet friends with literature, Yang Yu suddenly became interested and said: "Beautiful editor, then you can send me your company's zip address by text message, I can try to write it." ”

The voice of the beautiful editor came from the other end of the phone, "Alright then, I'll send you later, and I wish you to create a poem that cries the world! ”

Soon the class bell rang, Yang Yu waited for Liu Neng in the toilet to come out, and the two returned to the fifth class classroom together and sat on the seats.

Because of the day of the final exam, and the Chinese score he taught was the lowest in the whole grade, the thief was probably afraid that the final exam of the fifth class of students would be very bad and make him lose face, so he would come over every night for self-study to teach you a section of Chinese, so that everyone could make some annotations to help the students in the class better understand some obscure articles.

Yang Yu didn't have the heart to listen to the thief's explanation of the book according to the textbook, he took out his faded pen, opened a blank piece of paper, pondered for a long time and began to compose poetry.

Inside the fence yard, the door is half-covered.

A flower tree, immersed in half a world of prosperity.

You say bury the flowers in the soil,

It's where it deserves.

You say you're afraid of the flowers being trampled on,

Burying in dust will protect the flowers

A leaf falls, swaying a lifetime of memories.

Quiet eaves, silver bells at the corners of the eaves.

You say bury the flowers in the snow.

It will be more fragrant.

But when the snow melted, it was still revealed

You said that you are afraid of flowers falling out for no reason,

But the snow was still falling.

After writing, Yang Yu brought up the topic of "Funeral Flowers" with a faded pen, Yang Yu looked at this very romantic poem, and he couldn't help but imagine the moving scene with the beautiful editor-in-chief.

Liu Neng also looked at Yang Yu intently, and at the same time painted a painting called a lonely boat on the lake in the rain, which vaguely shows that he painted a far-reaching ancient style painting.

The clear and clear lake ripples in circles, the sky is sprinkled with rain, there are a few red fish swimming in the lake, there is a lonely boat on the lake, the protagonist standing in front of the lonely boat is Yang Yu who is holding a yellowed scroll with a melancholy expression, and there are a few or pure and lovely people sitting in the boat. or charming, or cold and noble, or quiet and elegant, dressed in costumes and dressed as kawaii beauties holding oil-paper umbrellas.

After finishing the painting, Liu Neng looked at his wisdom and the product of incomparable painting with a focused expression, and he couldn't help but let out a smug and * laugh in the classroom.

When the party thief was talking about the very sentimental prose "Autumn in the Old Capital" on the podium, he was surprised to hear Liu Neng*'s laughter.

Liu Neng, who challenged his authority, suddenly threw the Chinese textbook on the table and said angrily: "Liu Neng, what are you laughing at?"

Liu Neng heard the question of the thief, he immediately hid the painting under the language book and stood up and said: "I listened to the teacher's lecture humorous and couldn't help laughing. ”

The lewd thief said seriously: "Then where do you say that my lecture is humorous!"

As soon as Liu Neng thought of the lewd thief's lecture according to the script, he suddenly couldn't think of the slightest humor, and under the contradiction of himself, he became speechless for a while.

The thief was furious, quickly walked down from the podium, walked to Liu Neng's side, took away his white language book, and said, "Liu Neng, what did I ask you to annotate!"

Watching the lewd thief walk down from the podium, the classmates in the class all looked at Liu Neng in unison, and the sleepy people in the classroom suddenly came to their senses, and then the lewd thief inadvertently caught a glimpse of the picture on Liu Neng's desk.

He picked up the vivid painting on the table and looked at it, and then said solemnly: "Liu Neng, if you put all your thoughts into painting, you would already be the first in the whole year, and now I will stand on the podium and reflect on it." ”

Yang Yu saw that Liu Neng was reprimanded by the thief again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a smile of watching the fire from the other side.

Liu Neng saw Yang Yu's smile, he suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart, he thought to himself that good brothers should have difficulties together, he couldn't help but say: "Teacher Han is not just me who didn't pay attention to the lecture, I saw Yang Yu also writing something on a blank piece of paper in class." ”

The thief said sternly: "Liu Neng, are you telling the truth? Don't lie to me. ”

Liu Neng raised his calloused right hand and said, "I swear to the lamp that I definitely didn't deceive Teacher Han!"

The thief spoke: "Liu Neng is now standing on the podium with your language book, I want to see what little actions you are doing in my class today." ”

Hearing the order given by the thief, Liu Neng trotted all the way to the podium, and at this time, the eyes of the whole class shifted to Yang Yu.

Under Liu Neng's righteous words, the disaster of his success also led to Yang Yu, and the thief walked up to Yang Yu and stared at him like a torch and said, "Take out your blank paper." ”

Yang Yu sighed and handed over the piece of paper with the poem "Funeral Flowers" written in the drawer, and the thief couldn't help but be angry after reading it, he said sternly: "This is about to be the final exam, you are not studying hard, you still can't tell which is more important when you write poems, you also stand on the podium for me."

In desperation, Yang Yu had no choice but to stand beside Liu Neng with the book, and the thief walked to the podium with Yang Yu's poems and Liu Neng's paintings.

The lewd thief looked at Yang Yu and Liu Neng and slapped the table and roared: "You two are so talented, a poet and a painter, obviously don't you take my Chinese class seriously!"

Yang Yu and Liu Neng both lowered their heads and didn't dare to say anything, and then the lewd thief spoke: "I put the works of the great poet and the great painter in our class on the table, Guo Wanting, you will paste these two works on the wall after class for everyone to have a good look, and no one is allowed to tear off the paintings on the wall without my permission." ”

After the evening self-study, Yang Yu smiled at Liu Neng's prank and didn't speak, he took the button mobile phone to the podium to take a photo and left the classroom, since the poems were written, he was naturally not afraid of others to read them, but he was quite satisfied with Liu Neng's lone boat on the lake in the rain that he made with himself as the protagonist.