Early morning on August 17th. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After running four kilometers and playing tai chi for half an hour, Zhao Yiming stuck out his tongue and returned home. He originally thought that if something happened today, this exercise would stop for a while. But after the old lady's fingers made close contact with her ears at 6 o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yiming completely dispelled this idea.

Running, boxing.

None of the compulsory classes every morning were left behind.

There's only one difference this morning. The old lady saw that she had punched for 5 minutes and disappeared. Zhao Yiming thought at first that she was just going to the bathroom as usual, or hiding to see if she was lazy.

In the past ten days, he has been rectified a lot, and as soon as he is lazy, the old sister will arrive within a few minutes. He had carefully observed the surroundings, and there was no one at all, how did the old lady find out that she was lazy? It wasn't until he found his sister playing with a military telescope that he suddenly realized.

Since then, he has never dared to be lazy again. And the old lady will also appear at the end of the morning exercise, hammer his chest, pinch his arm, and give him a comment.

But she didn't show up this morning, what's going on?

When he took out the key to open the door, he heard the old lady's voice: "Obviously back?" Let's go get ready for breakfast, I'll prepare it myself. ”

Zhao Yiming immediately shuddered. Is the old lady making breakfast?

It's over, I don't think I have enough breakfast for today. After so many days, he no longer has much hope for Zhao Yatong's cooking skills. The things made by the old lady are directly benzo(a)pyrene, which will eat the dead!

Slowly moved to the dining table, but Zhao Yiming's eyes lit up - the old Yin's soup dumplings!

Zhao Yatong came out of the kitchen with two plates of vinegar at this time, and glanced at Zhao Yiming: "What are you doing stupidly, hurry up and have breakfast." Otherwise, you won't be able to catch the No. 44 bus. ”

Well, No. 44 seems to be a 20-minute shift, and Zhao Yiming didn't say anything about this complaint.

"Hey, okay." He said yes and sat down at the table. Today's soup dumplings seem to be even more delicious than the ones I usually bought and the ones that Lu Ping's cousin bought that time.

At 7:20, after breakfast, I kept my mother's soup bag. Tell my mother again, and Zhao Yiming and my sister will go out.

Today's No. 44 is also quite face-saving, it only took 1 hour and 24 minutes to arrive at the station, setting a new record since the operation, and the drivers are happy. And on the 44th Road, he slept for a while, and after getting off the car, Zhao Yiming only felt refreshed.

There were no people at the school during the summer vacation, but the security guards at the school gate were quite dedicated. When he saw someone coming, he came out from afar to meet him.

Zhao Yiming thought he was going to check it. Unexpectedly, the old security guard in his forties was very familiar with the old lady, and let him go in a few words.

It seems that the old sister has a good reputation in the school, just look at the attitude of the school security.

The club activity area of No. 1 Middle School is two rows of three-story buildings, each row of buildings is quite long, and there are at least a dozen activity rooms on the first floor. The activity room of the Ancient Literature and Poetry Society is on the first floor of the second row of buildings, and the third classroom on the left is located.

Follow the old lady to the activity room of the Ancient Literature and Poetry Society.

Zhao Yiming also saw a very powerful large-displacement pure black motorcycle parked at the door of the activity room. When he was a child, Zhao Yiming was very yearning for motorcycles, especially those racing cars, which felt simply handsome. But he never had the chance to have it. When I go to school, I can get a bicycle to ride at most. After graduating from college, electric cars became popular, and he learned to drive again. When he goes out to drive and goes to the nearest electric car, he is completely insulated from the motorcycle.

Now that he saw the car he once longed for, he inevitably looked at it twice.

Zhao Yatong glanced at him strangely: "This is Yiyi's car, she also drove you, why don't you know each other?" ”

Of course not! How good was I before she was reborn? Zhao Yiming said in his heart.

But wait! Is this Sister Yiyi's car? Is it the car of Sister Yiyi, the gentlest and best-tempered of the three Jinhua? Sister, play with me. A girl like Sister Yiyi actually plays this kind of heavy-duty motorcycle with four cylinders and a large displacement of 400CC!

It must be that I opened it the wrong way.

"Sister Yiyi rides this bike to school in the morning?" Zhao Yiming felt incredulous.

"Why, she usually walks to school. She rented a house near the school, just a little bit away. And the school also does not allow motorcycles to go to school. ”

The old lady's explanation didn't make Zhao Yiming feel relieved, she said again: "But she did come by motorcycle this morning." Didn't you notice that she and Hatsu didn't go to the bus stop to meet us? The two of them must have come by car. ”

Drag racing here!

This shocked Zhao Yiming.

Think of two delicate-looking girls whizzing along the road with a heavy motorcycle. He could only say that the picture was too beautiful for me to look at.

But think about it in retrospect, yikes! Sure enough, things gather by like, and people are divided by groups.

I used to be strange, my sister is a female man inside and out, and Sister Chuxia's personality is very similar to a female man, so why would such a gentle and virtuous girl as Sister Yiyi mix with them. It turns out that under Sister Yiyi's gentle and elegant appearance, she also has a wild heart. No wonder she messed with the old sisters.

Thinking like this, he was knocked on the head by the old lady: "What are you thinking about about rudeness?" ”

Entering the activity room of the Ancient Literature and Poetry Society, although he was knocked by the old lady just now, Zhao Yiming was even more sure of his judgment just now.

There were five people in the entire activity room, He Yiyi sat on the main seat, on one side was Song Chuxia and a beautiful young woman about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and on the other side were a man and a woman who looked like students.

Song Chuxia was fine with the young woman, but the boy and woman who looked like the student were obviously the only ones who looked at the horse. In the small activity room, Sister Yiyi's momentum is not ordinarily strong, and she is almost like two people in normal times.

"Xiao Ming, let me introduce you. This is our Chinese teacher, the instructor of our club. ”

I'm in charge of my territory. When she arrived at He Yiyi's territory, she began to do her best to be a landlord, and the first thing she did was naturally to introduce everyone to each other.

"Hello teacher. Zhao Yiming said hello honestly and complimented: "Under your guidance, everyone's language scores must have improved greatly." ”

He wanted to praise the beneficial impact of the teacher's club activities on the students.

But after listening to Zhao Yiming's compliment, the teacher covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

"Teacher Yuwen doesn't teach Chinese, her surname is Yuwen, her single name is Lan, and she teaches mathematics at school." He Yiyi also explained with a smile.

Well, Mr. Yuwen does not teach Chinese to teach mathematics. Zhao Yiming only grinned.

Yu Wenlan looked at Zhao Yiming's strange expression and asked, "What?" The teacher who teaches mathematics is a lover of poetry, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

"Of course not." Zhao Yiming hurriedly shook his head, but he didn't dare to say it, some complaints could only be hidden in his heart.

Then, He Yiyi introduced the other two members to Zhao Yiming: "Liu Yuze, Yang Yun, the other two members of our team this time. ”

Liu Yuze is a boy with a bookish atmosphere, and Yang Yun is a girl, although he is not as good as Sanduo Jinhua, he is also beautiful.

After introducing Zhao Yiming, He Yiyi introduced him to two subordinates: "This is Zhao Yiming, the substitute for Yu Yu's classmates." "It turns out that the unlucky classmate with acute appendicitis is called Yu Yu. After sitting down, Zhao Yiming thought out of tune.

After introducing each other, the first thing was that Teacher Yu Wenlan and Zhao Yiming clarified the conditions for participating in the competition. Liu Yuze and Yang Yun were very surprised when they heard Zhao Yiming's conditions.

The president only mentioned that he wanted to find a replacement for Yu Yu before, and showed them the work of this substitute. They didn't know exactly what this substitute looked like until this moment. But I heard that this guy is only a freshman in high school, no, to be precise, a quasi-high school junior. To dare to say such big things at such a young age is too ambitious.

Sometimes, ambition is no different from being ambitious.

Of course, they didn't think there was anything wrong with sharing Zhao Yiming's 50,000 yuan. I just feel that I have no hope of entering the top three, and is it really good to discuss the distribution of bonuses in such a matter-of-fact manner?

Of course, they will soon see Zhao Yiming's strength.

The Imperial Poetry Contest for High School Students lasts for three days and has multiple competitions. But no matter how many links there are, there are actually only two parts, one is to compare the contestants' ancient poetry reserves and poetry knowledge, and the other is to compare the originality.

than poetry reserves, that is, even if you really don't have the talent for poetry. As long as you memorize poems hard enough and memorize enough poems, you can also go to the competition stage to fight.

For example, the third prize in last year's poetry competition. Their original poems are not outstanding, and the real level is only between the best compared to the originality of He Yiyi's team. But with their familiarity and mastery of ancient poetry, Leng won the third place, while He Yiyi only had fifteen places.

Although, there was a lot of luck in their third place. The original poems in last year's poetry contest were generally not very good, and they picked up this cheap. The fourth, fifth or sixth place behind, but if one family comes up with a decent poem, the third place will not fall to their family.

It's just that then again, high school students. Sixteen or seventeen years old, both life experience and literary literacy are there. The former is not rich enough, the latter is not enough, except for those amazing and brilliant guys who are rare in a century, who can come up with many brilliant poems.

Of course, Zhao Yiming, the exception standing on the shoulders of his predecessors, must be excluded. He was only worried about whether he would scare the judges out of the hearts of the judges. Just take it out and it's a masterpiece. It's not that he doesn't want to be low-key, it's just that he can remember his masterpieces?

To get back to the point, although memorizing poems is very important, what He Yiyi said about today's training is not a surprise memorization of poems. These people in the poetry club have a very good foundation, and they remember a lot of poems, so they don't need to surprise at all.

So, in fact, the content of today's training is the knowledge of poetry.