Wang Hai, who didn't get the benefits, held back for a long time, glared at Cui Qian weakly and said: "The blind cat met a dead mouse, it really blinded you!"

"I'm blindsided? Ha, why don't you do this, Young Master Wang, you come and I'll say a word, see who does it well?"

The clay figurines also have three points of fire!

Again and again, again and again provocations, Cui Qian was completely angry.

He is not one of those good men who are easy to be bullied, in his words, dare to provoke Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will pull you into the pot tomorrow.

Sample, learn from me, a person who has a world culture?

Lao Tzu can't kill you!

"This ...... How can this kind of modern poetry come up with in a moment. ”

Wang Hai was scared, in fact, he was not bad.

Let a high school student open his mouth to come to modern poetry, even if there is no cultural fault, it is impossible for a Chinese high school student to do it.

After all, no one is Cui Qian, a pervert who is so lucky.

"I can come to this level of poetry with my mouth open, and every sentence is superb!"

After speaking, Cui Qianang straightened his chest, and slowly recited in a loud and confident voice:

"I still like you very much, like rain falling on the tropics and the polar regions, thousands of miles away.

I still like you very much, like a whale sinking to the bottom of the sea and breathing gently, extremely disgusted.

I still like you very much, like the old city gate that I have been waiting for for many years, and I am independent.

I still like you very much, like a little smoke curling in the cooking, and the snow and rain fall on the tangli pear.

I still like you very much, like a subject waiting for the restoration of the dynasty, far away.

I still like you very much, like the yellowed bridge in the old story, half deaf and half dumb, and lost your voice. ”

As soon as the six sentences of "I still like you very much" came out, all the students broke the silence just now, and suddenly "I'm Cao!".

Hanging!

Absolutely hanging!

Six lines of poetry, each sentence has a different artistic conception and charm, and even the form!

Every sentence is taken out and read separately, it is so confusing!

Not to mention Wang Hai, even if it is Chen Lili, even a professional poet, it is impossible to make such beautiful verses in such a short period of time!

Sentences of praise came from the students' mouths, and Cui Qian's expression was very calm.

Just kidding, with the support of 5,000 years of Chinese literature, if you can't even compare to a high school student, then why are you still alive? Just find a radish and swallow it to death!

And his calmness, this kind of pampering is not shocked, but he has another taste of pretending to b.

Hearing Cui Qianzuo's poem, Gu Chengxue's eyes widened and she was a little distracted.

Gu Chengxue is the representative of the Chinese class in the class, and her grades have always been the first in the class, and her essays are almost always above 55 points.

In all fairness, the level of Cui Qian's poems is really higher than Wang Hai's, so much so that I don't know where it is.

He himself wondered if he could make such a wonderful poem in such a short period of time.

Looking at Cui Qian's calm face and the elegant temperament that emanated from the inside out, suddenly, she felt a sense of panic in her heart.

"It's really similar to his grandfather, even his personality is so similar. I thought silently.

And Cui Qian's nemesis Zhang Tianzhuang opened his mouth wide, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"Is this really Xiaoqian?"

Isn't Nima being topped?

I've known him for so long, why never knew he still had such a ability!

It can be said that the two of them have been a pair of good friends in the class since their first year of high school, and if they say that he knows him best in this world except for his parents.