Chapter 119: I Just Want to Slap My Face (Part II)
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In fact, when Liu Lan's poem was first written, everyone felt that it was like that, the language was simple, as long as you have a middle school education, you can probably understand the meaning of this poem.
However, after the words of the President of Shen University and the Dean of Wenchuan, everyone finally understood the "incisiveness" of this poem.
It's simple, but it's not ordinary!
On the stage, Liu Lan pointed to the words on the rice paper and asked with a smile: "Teacher Ximen, how is this word of the kid?" β
Ximen Jian was a little embarrassed at this time, before, he said that Liu Lan didn't study well and just wanted to be a big star.
It's good now, I'll be slapped in the face every minute.
There is nothing embarrassing in the world than just pretending to be forced, and then being slapped in the face on the spot, before, Ximen Jian thought that this kind of plot on TV would not happen to him, but he didn't expect it to happen now.
Of course, Ximen Jian knew that it was well written, at least, a little better than his own poem.
However, if he really wanted to say that Liu Lan's words were better than his in front of everyone, he really couldn't do it, especially when he saw Liu Lan's hateful smile.
What makes Ximen even more speechless is that Liu Luan's words are not only better than him, but also better than him!
He has been immersed in calligraphy for decades, but in the end, he is not the opponent of a hairy boy, so why is he embarrassed?
"That's right, that's the word!" Ximen Jian finally thought of a rhetoric.
Ximen Jian smiled awkwardly and said: "Words are good words, but, classmate Liu Lan, have you forgotten our theme today, today is the Lantern Festival Poetry Club, we pay attention to meeting friends with poems, not words!" β
"With all due respect, your song should not enter the final voting!"
Silence, godlike silence!
There was not a single sound in the audience, everyone looked at Ximenjian, and for a while, they didn't know what to say, Ximenjian actually played such a trick.
In front of the computer, the jaws of countless students were about to fall to the ground.
"I'll go, there's still such a thing, it's too much!"
"I swear, it's the first time I've met Ximenjian, really!"
"My God, I've really learned a lot, it doesn't matter if I don't have the ability, I'm afraid of being invincible!"
"Although I admit that what Ximen Jian said is right, but you are too ungraceful as a teacher!"
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The scene, the next second, the audience boiled.
The students began to talk to each other, and their object was, of course, Ximen Jian.
Ximen Jian was also clear about this, so the embarrassment on his face became even heavier.
However, Ximen Jian still coughed, and then said: "Of course, classmate Liu Lan, if you can write another poem, I will obey you!" β
This is Ximen Jian's purpose, he doesn't believe it, Liu Lan can still write a poem of a very high level, in Ximen Jian's opinion, this poem is completely prepared by Liu Lan before this!
Moreover, it is already rare to write such a high-grade poem, Ximen Jian doesn't believe that Liu Ling can write a second one!
Therefore, Ximen Jian bet that Liu Lan did not prepare the second poem!
As long as Liu Lan doesn't write such good poems again, then he is still the first!
"Damn, it's so shameless, can you still play like this?"
"I'm going, it's already quite rare to be able to write such a good poem, and write a second one? How can it be? Do you still think that Liu Lan is really Dong Qing, who can become a poem in eight steps? β
"Damn, people are shameless, the world is invincible!"
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Even some of the teachers in the front row were embarrassed.
Although there is no problem with Ximenjian's move, emotionally speaking, Ximenjian really did something wrong this time, if he admits his mistake, the impact on him is absolutely controllable!
But if he comes like this, if Liu Lan doesn't win him, it's fine, once he wins him, the consequences are unimaginable!
"Headmaster, do you want to stop it?" Hu Bin, the dean of Wenchuan, asked.
"Well, let's let it be!" Wang Xiqi, the president of Shen University, finally shook his head and spoke.
Third row
"Hmph, I used to think that this Ximen Jian was a highly respected teacher, who knew that he was this kind of person!" Wang Mengyu said angrily!
Cheng Yu also echoed: "I also misjudged him!" β
On the stage, Ximen Jian saw everyone's reaction, and finally woke up to the fact that he seemed to have done something wrong.
However, his arrogance still made him persevere, and he now has no way out.
"Liu Lan, what do you think?" Simon asked with a smile.
"Haha, okay, I didn't play enough just now, since Mr. Simon said so, how can I not agree?" Liu Lan replied with a smile.
"Play?" Hearing this, Ximen Jian wanted to vomit blood.
The words of the emotional family are played!
And the classmates in front of the computer also opened their mouths wide and looked shocked.
The impact of Liu Lan's words is too strong, and he is actually playing......
However, Liu Lan didn't care about everyone's performance, but laughed and said, "Bring rice paper!" β
The host immediately brought a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table.
Then, Liu Lan strode forward, came to the table, picked up the brush, and began to write.
At the same time, the eyes of thousands of students at the scene were firmly fixed on Liu Luan, ready to read his new poems.
And Liu Lan's bold move scared Ximen Jian a lot.
Liu Lan's appearance shows that he is full of confidence!
Under Ximenjian's gaze, Liu Lan started writing.
γ15th Night of the First Lunar Monthγ
The fire tree and silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened. The dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one.
The wanderers are all plums, and the songs are all plums. Jin Wu can't help the night, and the jade leak is not urging.
Every time Liu Lan writes a poem, the host will read it again, and when Liu Lan finishes writing the last poem, the host has just finished reading it.
After writing it, Liu Lan picked up the poem and showed it to everyone at the scene.
At this time, whether it was the judges, teachers or students, they all looked at the poem seriously, and discussed it with the people around them from time to time.
Interestingly, after Ximen Jian finished reading the poem written by Liu Luan, his face turned white, and it was extremely pale.
"This, how is this possible?" Ximen Jian roared in his heart.
Liu Lan really wrote a poem that is even better than him!
If it weren't for the fact that everything was so real, he really thought he was in a dream!
"Mr. Simon, how is it?" Liu Lan turned his head, looked at Ximen Jian, and asked with a smile.
"Good, good poetry!" Ximen Jian smiled awkwardly.
"How about yours?" Liu Ling continued to ask.
"Better than mine!" Ximen Jian replied embarrassedly.
"By the way, I have one more very important thing, let's go first!" After Ximen Jian finished speaking, he left directly, no, it shouldn't be walking, it should be a trot!
Seeing Ximen Jian, who was walking so fast, Liu Lan was speechless, the teachers were speechless, and the students at the scene were speechless.
After Ximen Jian walked out of the door.
"Hahaha!" The scene finally couldn't help it and let out a hearty laugh.
Ximenjian, who had just walked out of the door, heard this, and he was even more stumbling and almost fell!