Today's Wang Mengyu seems to have dressed up carefully, wearing a decent purple dress, with her goddess temperament, it is just right. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The three thousand green silks floated casually behind her head, adding a little charming brilliance to her.

In Liu Lan's previous life, a tabloid reporter once did a survey, and the investigation showed that the girl with her hair floating casually behind her head was the most charming, and the longer and smoother the hair, the more charming it was......

Liu Ling now finds that what the editor said is really reasonable, and it is indeed like this.

"I'm sorry for your trouble!" A sweet female voice rang out.

"Huh?" Liu Lan hadn't reacted yet, and subconsciously let out an "ah".

"I said, I'm sorry for you!" Wang Mengyu smiled and said again.

"You don't know, how hateful that guy is, he keeps pestering me, and he's annoyed to death!"

"Oh, it's okay, it's a small thing, it's just that you're really okay sitting here? I'm here for the students, and you're the teacher! ”

"It's okay, I'm a contestant too!"

……

Liu Lan and Wang Mengyu began to chat with each other.

The young teacher Sun sitting in front looked back vigorously, and when he saw Wang Mengyu, who was not smiling at him, talking to Liu Lan, he laughed like a silver bell from time to time, and hated Liu Lan in his heart, and at this moment, Liu Lan completely entered Teacher Sun's blacklist.

"I'll want you to look good later!" Teacher Sun roared angrily in his heart.

"Little Sun, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly, a voice disturbed Teacher Sun, who was burning in his heart.

Seeing Ximen Jian who was speaking, Sun Ke immediately straightened his attitude and said respectfully, "It's nothing, Teacher Ximen!" ”

"Nothing? Nothing, why do you keep looking back? Ximen Jian asked as he looked back.

I happened to see Wang Mengyu, who was talking happily with Wang Mengyu.

At this moment, Ximen Jian's face suddenly looked bad, "A good teacher, sitting with students, what kind of system has he become?" What kind of system? ”

Looking at Ximenjian's appearance, if he was on crutches, he would probably be shaken twice on the ground.

In this regard, the rest of the teachers stopped talking, and although Sun Ke was relatively flat on the surface, he smiled in his heart.

"This Liu Lan is too, he has no other skills, but his ability to mess with flowers and grass is first-class!" This sentence almost came out of Simon Jian's nostrils.

"Teacher Ximen, it's going to be the Lantern Festival poetry meeting later, you can comment on Liu Lan at the poetry meeting!" Sun Ke said.

"Yes!" Ximen Jian nodded in response.

Liu Lan, who was far away in the third row, didn't know that at this moment, he pulled two hatred values, and the weight was quite heavy.

If he knew, he would probably shout a word of injustice, and then the second sentence would be a red face and trouble!

Time passed little by little, and soon it was seven o'clock, and the president and vice president of Shen University, the deans and vice deans of various secondary colleges came, almost filling the seats in the first two rows, and even a few teachers sat in the middle of the third row.

As the host announced the start of the Lantern Festival poetry meeting, this poetry meeting officially entered the theme.

The first one to take the stage was a teacher, who seemed to be a Chinese teacher who was focused on cultivating by the School of Literature and Communication, with good literary skills, and she wrote a modern poem.

"Ah, dear Lantern Festival, ah,......"

Every time a female teacher recites a word, a special typist will type the poem she recites on the big screen so that the students can see it.

When the female teacher finishes reciting, the poem will be sent to the official website of Shencheng University, and then 40,000 students will be able to vote.

After the female teacher threw bricks and stones, the back is relatively simple.

After the female teacher, it was a classmate who came on the field, then the teacher who came on the field, then the students, and so on.

However, most of the teachers and classmates who came to the stage created modern poems, and almost ancient poems appeared.

During this period, that Teacher Sun also played, this person still has some ability, and almost one-third of the people on the scene applauded!

This is already a group of people with high qualifications.

However, when Sun Ke stepped down, he glanced at Liu Lan provocatively, as if to say, if you have the ability, you will also come up?

And Wang Mengyu also came to power before Liu Lan, with her super popularity, Wang Mengyu got more than half of the applause, but her poems are only a little better than Teacher Sun.

Of course, this is in Liu Lan's opinion.

"Next, I would like to invite the vice president of the School of Culture and Communication, Mr. Ximenjian, to write poems for us!"

In the applause of the students, Ximen Jian slowly walked onto the stage.

"Host, please prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me, is it okay?" After Ximen Jian came to the stage, he spoke.

"Absolutely!" The moderator responded.

Soon, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were ready, and it was estimated that they had been prepared in advance.

Ximen Jian nodded in satisfaction, then stepped forward and came to the table.

I saw him pick up a brush, dip it in ink, then take a deep breath and start writing poems on rice paper.

On the side, the host began to recite word by word.

"He Lantern Festival!" Here's the name.

"The Lantern Festival moon is full, so we are close to each other.

Huang Fa returned to his hometown and ate Shangyuan pills together.

The city and countryside are full of fireworks, and the old and young are happy.

Raise a glass to the bright moon and drink Yuan red wine. ”

When Ximen Jian finished writing this poem, he put down the brush, picked up the rice paper, blew lightly, and then put the rice paper up so that everyone could see it.

"Good, well written!" Off the field, the applause was endless.

At the scene, almost all the students shouted, the vice president of the School of Culture and Communication, and it really deserved its name!

Needless to say, this is indeed a good poem, and what is even more commendable is that Ximen Jian's calligraphy is quite good, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, handsome and elegant, and has a unique flavor.

Even those teachers also applauded loudly, and it was clear that this poem conquered everyone!

"This poem by Mr. Ximen is well written, which not only writes the lively atmosphere of the Lantern Festival, but more importantly, writes the essence of the Lantern Festival----reunion!" The dean of the School of Culture and Communication commented.

"In my opinion, Mr. Ximen's [He Lantern Festival] should be the first place in this Lantern Festival poetry meeting!" President Shen said with a smile.

on stage.

"Thank you, Mr. Simon, for your poem, but this is a good poem!" The host laughed.

"Thank you, a little skill, not enough to worry about." Ximen Jian said.

"Teacher Simon is polite, this poem of yours should be the leader of tonight." The moderator said.

In this regard, Ximen Jian smiled slightly.

"I have a few words here that I want to say to my classmates, no problem, right?" Ximen Jian looked at the host.

"Of course it's fine!" The moderator replied.

"Okay, then I'll just say, students, we came to Shenda to serve the motherland after learning knowledge, we didn't come here to waste our time, let alone come here to be stars!" Ximen Jian said heavily, and then he looked at the direction where Liu Lan was and asked, "Isn't it, classmate Liu Lan?" ”