Chapter 44: Writing Poetry?

I don't know if it's because I poured some spiritual power into Liu Lao last night, Jiang Ming really overslept again this morning.

"Jiang Ming, aren't you eating breakfast?" Lin Pan'er saw Jiang Ming's hurried expression and hurriedly asked.

"If you don't eat it, it's too late. ”

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, the people were gone.

Jiang Ming came to school soon with his schoolbag, and unfortunately he had already started to study in the morning.

Cao Hong held a bunch of homework and glared at Jiang Ming fiercely: "You will hand in your homework yourself, and I won't accept you in the future." ”

Jiang Ming was speechless for a while, and followed him to the office with his homework.

During the morning self-study time of Jianghai No. 1 Middle School, most teachers have not yet come to school.

So at this time, there was no one in the office except for Teacher Chen Yi, who came to the school early.

Jiang Ming put down the homework book, raised his eyebrows and looked at Cao Hong and said, "Why don't you accept my homework." ”

Cao Hong said sarcastically: "How dare I accept the homework of our third class of God." ”

Jiang Ming said lightly: "Since you don't want to accept it, then your class representative should not do it." ”

Cao Hong stiffened, and looked at Jiang Ming's back as he left.

Although it is thankless to say that the lecture represents this kind of thing, it can help him to evaluate and judge. Cao Hong has been a class representative and a class cadre since his first year of high school.

The more Cao Hong thought about it, the more angry he became, he looked at the pot of orchids on the table next to him, and suddenly showed a wicked smile.

This orchid is the most precious pot of flowers for their Chinese teacher......

Cao Hong stretched out his hand and gently pushed it, then hummed a song and walked out of the office gracefully.

Chen Yichao, who was sitting in the far corner behind a pile of books, looked over loudly, her brows furrowed tightly.

What did the student do?

The second class in the morning was the Chinese class, and Mr. Li walked in directly, his face gloomy.

The students at the bottom of the class looked at each other.

The old witch is going to be angry again......

Li Rong said coldly: "Who did it?"

The class was silent for a while, and everyone looked at each other inexplicably.

Li Rong slapped the table hard and said, "You students, who smashed the orchid I kept in the office?"

Everyone gasped and looked at their table mates in shock.

"I'll go, isn't that the old witch's favorite flower?"

"That's right...... Some time ago, I saw the old witch asking for leave, just for that pot of flowers!"

"Who dares to touch this mold?"

Li Rong saw muttering below, but no one admitted it.

She was furious and said, "Who did that pot of orchids for hundreds of thousands?"

Hundreds of thousands?

No way?

Everyone knows that Li Rong is a high-achieving student in Chinese, who usually reads poetry and writes lyrics, raises flowers and birds, and lives a very literary and artistic young man.

Li Rong saw that the students below refused to admit it, and said coldly: "If you don't admit it, I can only call the police." ”

Now the students below are nervous.

A girl said, "Teacher Li, this matter really has nothing to do with us." ”

Li Rong looked at Lu Jiajia, the representative of the Chinese class in the class: "You saw it when you sent your homework?"

Lu Jiajia was timid by nature, and when she heard Li Rong call her name, she was so frightened that she immediately stood up and said, "Teacher Li, when I sent my homework, your flowers were fine." ”

"yes, who of us would dare to spoil your flowers?"

Li Rong saw a group of students who didn't admit it, her heart was full of anger, she looked at Cao Hong: "Cao Hong, have you seen it?"

Cao Hong stood up and hurriedly said, "I'll send English homework to Teacher Tang." It's just ......" Cao Hong hesitated.

Li Rong immediately walked down and asked, "Just what?"

Cao Hong looked at Jiang Ming, who was sitting not far away, and said, "After I left, I saw Jiang Ming enter the office......

The audience was shocked.

"Yes, I seem to have seen Jiang Ming go to the office as well......"

Jiang Ming was speechless for a while, how could anything happen to him?

"I didn't do it. ”

Li Rong walked over and said with an old face: "Jiang Ming, you didn't do it, what are you doing in the office? You are neither a class cadre nor a class representative of each subject! You must have done it." ”

Jiang Ming was speechless, this woman was really theoretically strange.

Jiang Ming frowned and said, "I went to hand in my homework by myself." And...... Teacher Li, it's class time! Are you going to class anymore? School is where you teach, not where you raise flowers?"

The students in the audience almost applauded Jiang Ming.

"That's great. I've long since gotten tired of that old woman. ”

"Xueshen is domineering! Look at Li Rong's face is green. ”

Li Rong glared fiercely when she heard this, and said, "Now class!Jiang Ming, you can come to my office later." ”

Jiang Ming shrugged his shoulders and sat down.

He turned his head and glanced in Cao Hong's direction, and Cao Hong happened to look at Jiang Ming with a defiant expression.

Jiang Ming thought deeply for a moment and smiled coldly, knowing who did it.

This Cao Hong is also a brainless person, he can afford to pay hundreds of thousands, but Cao Hong is an ordinary family, I'm afraid he can't afford it, right?

Li Rong started the class, "Today we are going to learn the poem "Mount Tai". ”

Jiang Ming looked at the book, this poem is not the same as the poem of the previous life in the previous life.

"Jiang Ming, come and enjoy this poem and tell me why. ”

Groove ...... Sure enough, I'm looking for trouble again!

Jiang Ming took the book and said briefly, and Li Rong slapped his palm on the desk: "What are you talking about?" Jiang Ming, according to the level of appreciation you just said, I have to wonder how you can get a full score in your Chinese test paper. ”

In those few days of exams, Li Rong went to take care of her orchid, so she was not in school at all.

Jiang Ming swept past Cao Hong, who was smiling evilly not far away, and his face turned cold.

Jiang Ming put the book down and said coldly: "Directly speaking, I can't like this poem at all!"

Li Rong almost tilted her nose in anger: "You can't see it? Can you write it? This is the best poem written for Mount Tai from ancient times to the present!

Unfortunately, this poem is Li Rong's favorite one......

Jiang Ming just hit Li Rong's muzzle.

Jiang Ming said lightly: "I have also visited Mount Tai before, and I also wrote a poem. ”

He did visit Mount Tai in his previous life, and went with his colleagues at that time.

Cao Hong was the first to laugh: "You wrote a poem, which can be compared with the well-known poet Tang Feng?"

"Studying God is Death Again......"

"Jiang Ming is going to completely offend Li Rong. She smashed other people's flowers first, and now she provokes her in class? Does Jiang Ming not want to study with Teacher Li? Yes, I heard that Teacher Chen Yi in the liberal arts class wants Jiang Ming to go to their class. ”

Li Rong sneered, Chen Yi and her were the same school, and they were rivals in the past.

The more Li Rong thought about it, the more angry she became, and said, "Jiang Ming, you, the student, not only smashed my flowers, but now you are also disrupting the class. Call your parents right after class!"

Jiang Ming didn't squint and walked directly onto the podium.

Li Rong almost screamed, "What are you doing on it?"

Jiang Ming pursed his lips slightly, picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.

The students in the audience exclaimed: ", do you want to compose poetry?"

A scumbag who stole snacks in class took a sip and said, "Come on, I've been to Taishan several times, why didn't I want to compose poetry?

Cao Hong sneered: "Write poetry, make death!"

As soon as Cao Hong said this, the whole class burst into laughter. He is worthy of being a scholar, and speaking is an export chapter! Jiang Ming, now it is indeed like he is dying.

Jiang Ming wrote a two-word title "Wangyue".

The scumbag who stole snacks just now said disdainfully: "Didn't you say Taishan? Why is it Yueshan again?"

The corners of Lu Jiajia's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but say, "He Guofei...... Mount Tai is the first of the five mountains...... Mount Tai is Dongyue. ”

The scumbag was stunned for a moment, huh?

Jiang Ming did not squint, and wrote a poem with chalk.

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

Jiang Ming's chalk writing is very bad, but each square word is written very clearly, and it looks very neat.

Li Rong's disdainful smile just now stiffened, and she looked at the poem on the blackboard in disbelief. "This ...... Is this your poem?"

He Guofei, a scumbag, wiped off the snack crumbs on his face and said, "Hey, the sentence 'will be the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance' is well written...... It's quite a feeling. ”

"Nima, you know the! Isn't that good! This ...... This is the level of a master, right? Master...... No, poet?" A boy from the school's poetry club jumped up and shouted.

Jiang Ming looked at all the students who were shocked, and snorted proudly in his heart.

I don't want to think about how well-known this song "Wangyue" was in my previous life! How many people go to Mount Tai just for the sentence "will be the top of the mountain, and see the mountains at a glance"?

Look, doesn't that shake the whole class?