Everyone was stunned, thinking that something was wrong with their ears.

What does this number one say?

Insider size?

Yes...... Anyone who talks like that?

Principal Qian of Jianghai No. 2 Middle School immediately jumped up and said, "What kind of student is this?

Principal Peng looked at Jiang Ming's indifferent appearance, and he was about to despair.

Did he tell him so much just now?

Ouch, I'll go, you just scold that Xue Changdong in your heart, why are you scolding out? Do you want to be so upright?

Principal Peng looked at the reporters around him, his face changed, and his heart was full of despair.

He stood up suddenly, wiped his cold sweat and said, "Our classmate Jiang Ming is an upright child, and he has no malicious intent. I also ask all journalists not to report indiscriminately. ”

The reporter didn't listen to Principal Peng at all, but pressed the shutter harder......

Jiang Ming said directly: "That's what I mean." ”

The audience was shocked!

Fuck, isn't this girl upright, this is a brain disease, right?

To say such a thing on such a momentous occasion?

Chen Lao on the stage glanced at Guo Sheng on the side, and his brows gradually wrinkled together.

Is this student too arrogant? He even scolded people on the spot?

"Jianghai No. 1 Middle School is also a century-old famous school, why is the first place so arrogant?" a reporter couldn't help but mutter.

"Yes, so arrogant, I don't know what it's like in private. By the way, my son is about to enter high school, and he was still wandering in the first and second middle schools, so I think it's better to go to the second middle school. The first place in this one is like this, don't go and take my son with you!" another middle-aged reporter nodded and said.

Principal Peng listened to these words, and he wanted to beat Jiang Ming to death!

Can't this kid honestly win the prize?

If this incident affects the enrollment rate of their first middle school, this Jiang Ming is waiting to be expelled by him.

Jiang Ming took down the microphone, looked at Xue Changdong below, and said, "Not being jealous is mediocrity, I'm used to it." ”

Everyone is confused, huh? This kid is still unrepentant, and now he is still so arrogant?

Not to be envied is mediocrity......

What a proud word!

Xue Changdong's cheeks were flushed with anger, he stood up and shouted: "Is there something wrong with my questioning? Could it be that others can't question this game? Classmate Jiang Ming, I question your article, and you refute me so angrily, does it prove that you have a ghost in your heart?"

The corners of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched.

This Xue Changdong is really good at talking, no wonder he is a scholar. Whoever is dead can be said to be alive.

Angry? Who is angry?

Xue Changdong read in a pure London accent: "If.fe.. deceived. Dont.be.dismal,dont.d…… If life has deceived you, don't be sad and don't be anxious...... This kind of poetry, these words, I think elementary school students can write. Xue Changdong looked at Guo Sheng and Chen Lao, who had been quiet on the stage, and said, "I'm sorry, student, I don't think this poem is as good as what I wrote!"

The reporters exclaimed, and the camera suddenly turned to Xue Changdong.

A reporter took a quick note and muttered, "This student is good, dare to question!" And not so arrogant. ”

"This second place is very good, I dare to question Chen Lao and Guo Sheng, there is a lot to be done in the future. ”

Principal Qian stood up and said with a smile: "The students of our school have always upheld the right to question, this is our school spirit, and you are welcome to hand over the students to the teachers of our No. 2 Middle School......

Principal Peng was so angry that he couldn't wait to take a bite of Principal Qian, this second middle school is actually starting to rob students now!

Jiang Ming, who was standing on the stage, patted the microphone and said lightly: "Questioning is a good thing, I'm afraid of questioning casually." Xue Changdong, I now officially question your IQ!"

Xue Changdong: "......!!"

Jiang Ming said that he had a low IQ!

The scene seemed to be a little out of control, Xue Changdong resisted the urge to burst into foul language, and said with a red face, "Anyway, I don't accept it! ”

The reporter below couldn't help but nod.

"Right...... To be honest, this kind of poetry can really be written by elementary school students. I've known these words since I was a child. ”

"yes, I haven't seen anyone write a few sentences when writing poetry. No...... There's an inside story, right?"

"By the way, I heard that Professor Guo Sheng also gave Jiang Ming's business card after the exam. Maybe it's really acquaintance. Tsk, there's an inside story......" Another reporter with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks added in a strange way.

Guo Sheng listened to it in his ears, and his face was a little ugly. He's also a professor at the Diplomatic Academy in Beijing, right?

Chen Lao took the microphone and coughed, and everyone's attention fell on Chen Lao at once.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a champion in the translation industry!

"It's a philosophical lyric. Chen Lao's old voice said.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The word "philosophical" alone is very lofty......

"Although it is only a short eight sentences, it contains the philosophy of life and life!" Chen Lao said, pointing to the English on the curtain.

The old man in red in the audience touched his beard and looked at it with a smile.

Others were blinded. The words "philosophy of life" alone have confused them.

This poem tells others in a persuasive tone, and I think Jiang Ming is telling everyone in the world here. The first paragraph tells us to look at life optimistically and firmly believe that the future is beautiful. The second paragraph says that those difficulties will become valuable assets in life...... In addition to these, an excellent poem, the simplicity of the language is more acceptable to the average reader!"

Old Chen looked at Xue Changdong and said with a long sigh: "Classmate Xue, your poems are indeed very good, and your intentions are very upward, but ...... Too many flowery rhetoric is piled up, but it makes people feel extremely cumbersome. ”

Xue Changdong's face was flushed, and his hands were clenched together.

How so?

Xue Changdong saw Jiang Ming's face that was a little cheap with a smile, he messed up and said, "But...... But he didn't take the exam seriously, did he? He only wrote these eight sentences! And ......."

Jiang Ming suddenly interrupted, "Xue Xueba, do you have any misunderstanding about poetry?"

What an arrogant word!

Everyone was stunned, what did Jiang Ming want to do?

"I only wrote eight sentences, why can't I count it as poetry?" Jiang Ming asked with "curiosity".

Xue Changdong's cheeks flushed, he clenched his hand, and said, "Except for ancient poetry, I haven't seen modern poetry like this!"

Jiang Ming probably understood.

The world has changed since he was reborn.

He has read the poetry of this world, and for modern poetry, almost all of them are long, long, long.

Jiang Ming laughed meaningfully and said, "Oh, can't a short poem be called a poem?"

Jiang Ming put one hand behind his back, looking into the distance, his gaze was a little ethereal.

Everyone is confused, what else does this first place want to do?

Principal Peng wanted to cry and dragged Jiang Ming down......

"What does he want to do?"

"You don't want to write poetry, do you?" a reporter muttered.

Xue Changdong sneered in his heart, composing poetry? How can there be such a good poem! Nima, this Jiang Ming, knows how to pretend!

Jiang Ming suddenly looked into the distance and said lightly: "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light." ”

The audience fell silent, as if they were all savoring the meaning of this sentence.

Xue Changdong suddenly smiled: "Could it be that classmate Jiang Ming, you say this is poetry?"

Before Jiang Ming could speak, the old man in red below stood up and applauded enthusiastically!

"What a 'night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light'! Good poem! I was struck by a poem for the first time!" The old man in red couldn't help but ask, "May I ask what is the name of this poem?"

Jiang Ming hooked his lips: ""Generation". ”

How many people did Gu Cheng's "A Generation" give strength to that era? It is considered by some to be one of the best contemporary Chinese poems!

The old man in red pondered carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "A generation...... It's a generation...... indeed."

Xue Changdong was taken aback, he stood up and couldn't help but argue: "Old man, who are you?" Could it be that Jiang Ming invited him over?

A female reporter frowned and couldn't help but say, "This old gentleman, I'm a little familiar...... I think I've seen it. ”

"Could it be him? Isn't it? Why did that old gentleman appear in Jianghai City?"

A reporter stood up suddenly and said excitedly: "Old man, are you Chen Sen, vice president of the Chinese Poetry Association?!"

No way?

This kind of titan level figure actually came to a small place like Jianghai City?