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The rest of the classmates?

Keep up the training!

Before leaving, Han Rui glared at Zhang Han fiercely.

Zhang Han still smiled so cheaply.

It's so cheap that people can't help it.

National High School Students' Ancient Poetry Contest?

In recent years, after the rise of waves of literary and artistic movements in China from top to bottom, there will naturally be no shortage of various literary competitions.

Ancient poems.

Poetry now.

Essays, short and medium story competitions.

There are countless such large-scale competitions across the country.

It's a great place to make a name for yourself.

However, the competition of high school students always made Han Rui feel a little boring.

Holding one masterpiece after another, to bully high school students one by one, this is really a bit unsophisticated?

Han Rui returned to the classroom, and not long after, he was called into the office by the Chinese teacher Zhong Hong and the head teacher Xia Xueliang.

"The official opening of the day after tomorrow will end up with the collection of works, so take a work out first, fill in this information, and don't write love poems or anything."

Xia Xueliang's tone was flat.

But Han Rui was shocked when he heard it.

Xia Xueliang's eyes were also very cold, it was obvious that Han Rui wrote a love letter to chase a female classmate, which made his face really unpleasant, who had always been strict in teaching and did not allow the slightest bit of outrage.

However, because Han Rui wanted to win glory for the school, he went to participate in a national competition.

Xia Xueliang's heart was half happy and angry, and this anger could be regarded as calming down.

If it was someone else, needless to say, he would definitely have kicked Lao Xia over since he entered Lao Xia's office.

As for what prohibits corporal punishment of students?

Joke.

Does Lao Xia care about that?

"What requirements?"

Although he didn't chase other girls, Han Rui was still a little empty in his heart.

"There are no requirements, the activities hosted by the Chinese Ancient Poetry Association are absolutely fair and just. There are no preliminaries, semi-finals, finals or anything like that. One person, one poem, the Chinese Ancient Poetry Association is responsible for judging the top ten works, and then posted on the Chinese Ancient Poetry Network, and netizens will vote spontaneously for one day to determine the top ten rankings. ”

Zhong Hong saw that Xia Xue's good spirit was still a little uncomfortable, so he said.

is different from Xia Xueliang, how Zhong Hong looks at Han Rui now, it is pleasing to the eye.

Han Rui's poem in a few steps in the teaching office happened to be seen by the Chinese teacher of Class 6.

Suddenly shocked.

After a long time, it didn't take long for the whole school to know that Sleep Xueshen had put a big move again.

What seven steps into a poem.

One song "Bamboo", one song "Bamboo and Stone".

What's even more excessive is the love poem "Feng Qiwu".

Three songs in a row, and it didn't take long for Han Rui to make it himself.

The students in the school actually memorized it.

The Chinese teachers in each class hate it so much that they usually don't memorize the texts so neatly.

This naturally made Zhong Hong, a Chinese teacher, lose face.

It felt like the poems were written by themselves.

"This way is quite unique, so do I make a poem, or a word?"

Han Rui was stunned for a moment, and asked with emotion.

In the past, the competition was not cumbersome, and all kinds of procedures needed to be walked through, which could exhaust people to death.

As a result, this ancient poetry conference is so unique.

The Chinese Ancient Poetry Association is naturally fair and just, and the ability to appreciate it is absolutely fine.

They decided the top ten, but did not decide the specific ranking, and handed over the final choice to countless netizens.

This is more credible.

It can be seen that the Chinese Ancient Poetry Association is also ready to stride forward with its head held high, and not lag behind in this tide of literature and art.

"Words? As long as it's not a love poem. ”

Xia Xueliang was direct.

Han Rui was speechless for a moment.

Love poems!

Why did Old Devil Xia hold on to this?

It seems that it is not possible to make a majestic song.

On the magnificence.

A majestic figure suddenly jumped out of Han Rui's heart.

Grit your teeth!

That's it.

Han Rui himself was thinking about which poem to use for the competition.

Xia Xueliang and Zhong Hong looked at Han Rui quietly, curious why Han Rui was in a daze, why didn't he go back?

However, Han Rui didn't speak, and Xia Xueliang and Zhong Hong didn't bother him.

Long.

The two suddenly found that Han Rui's eyes suddenly became much more energetic, and then they looked for paper and pen all over the room.

I was stunned, how many meanings does this mean?

Could it be that you can write a poem in a short time?

Xia Xueliang and Zhong Hong glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of shock in each other's eyes.

Then I saw Han Rui casually flip out a math textbook from Xia Xueliang's desk and open the first page, which happened to be a large blank.

Immediately picked up the pen and wrote down a few big words:

Spring and Snow in the Garden

A pen calligraphy, vigorous and powerful, such as a hook and stroke, looks very atmospheric, very good-looking.

Then for a moment, as if he was thinking about something again.

Xia Xueliang and Zhong Hong suddenly got up.

He didn't speak, for fear of interrupting Han Rui's thoughts, so he watched silently.

Zhong Hong looked at Han Rui's words and admired them even more.

To be honest, Han Rui's handwriting made her unable to catch up as Han Rui's Chinese teacher......

A few seconds later, Han Rui saw that his emotions were almost 'brewing'.

And he wrote:

'The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging. Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test. It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting. ’

The whole Shang Rong is done in one go.

Xia Xueliang and Zhong Hong were fascinated.

Although it is only October, looking at its words, it seems to have been placed in winter.

The great mountains and rivers of China suddenly spread out in front of the two of them like a picture scroll.

Just when the two of them were intoxicated, Han Rui continued to write the next rhyme.

'There are so many arrogant rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. Regret the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary style; Tang Zong and Song Zu are slightly less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle. The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. ’

Han Rui put away his pen, and secretly exclaimed happily in his heart.

To be honest, whenever I write this poem in person, I can always have a lot of pride in my heart, and it is a joyful and dripping one.

Therefore, Han Rui unconsciously came to a momentum this time!

"Count the romantic characters, and look at the present day! Good! ”

Xia Xueliang was actually excited for a while, and slapped Han Rui on the shoulder with his big hand, and the whole person praised loudly.

Zhong Hong was also infected by the pride in the words, looking at the words, his eyes were also full of fanaticism.

The two of them just held the word and began to appreciate it.

Xia Xueliang himself printed such a document from the computer and sent it directly, which should have been sent to Xu Liangzhe.

After sending it out, continue to watch the song "Qinyuan Spring Snow".

I forgot that there was such a number one person as Han Rui in the office.

It embarrassed Han Rui.

I still found out the registration information and filled it in, and then left in embarrassment.