Chapter 0263 - Just waiting for your words!

As soon as Zhou Anbang said this, there was inevitably some small commotion in the team of Jinghua University. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Let such a young man?

Although it is said that the first place in this competition is watched, but if there are two good helpers in this thing, it is naturally better than going it alone.

Originally, they all knew that this would naturally be to let Professor Zhang and Professor Wang follow him, so that they would have a better chance of winning.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Lao chose such a young boy as Lin Feng.

It's a little too incredible.

No matter how bad it is, at least bring one more person and let three people together, right?

But he said that only two people would do the trick......

But what Zhou Lao said was also authoritative, and others naturally had no way to refute it.

However, Professor Wang's face in the team was a little ugly, and it was very ugly.

This Lin Feng seems to have come specifically to slap him in the face, and everything has been unfavorable since the first time they met. I didn't expect that this time, because of this kid, I couldn't even participate in Saishi!

But he couldn't have a seizure, he was too aggrieved!

Although he didn't come in with Lin Feng, as soon as Lin Feng's figure appeared in this venue, he recognized it—although Lin Feng was wearing sunglasses. Because of this figure, he may not forget it until he dies. In him, he tasted "shame and anger" several times in a row.

If he had placed it somewhere else and saw that Lin Feng was still wearing sunglasses in this hall, he would have pointed at Lin Feng and said something unpleasant.

But it's different here, all the people who come are "on the road", and it can be said that if Lin Feng's name is said, there are probably no people who don't know each other. The literary circle is too small, and Lin Feng, a "young prick", has insulted them several times as "old and stubborn", of course these people can't forget it.

Therefore, once Lin Feng is identified, these people may "attack Lin Feng in groups", but this will undoubtedly make him even more faceless. "Five Thousand Years of China" is a disturbing incident of the program changing the host, they have all heard of it. It's just that this kind of occasion is not very suitable to say it.

It can be said that without the presence of Professor Wang, "Five Thousand Years of China" would definitely become a hot topic today.

That show was so impactful, whether from a literary or historical point of view, it made them the old generation have to be impressed.

The man has chosen, and it is time for him to step forward.

By the time Lin Feng and Zhou Anbang walked over, the other teams had already stood still.

Many people couldn't help but be surprised when they saw it.

"Old Zhou, who is this?"

"Hehe, it's a junior, you don't have to be suspicious." Zhou Anbang could only answer like this, and he also knew that Lin Feng's reputation in this circle was both good and bad, but people only remembered bad...... What's more, this is a relatively light literati circle.

"Why is Brother Zhou too out-of-the-box like this?"

"That's it, Brother Zhou, doesn't it seem too angry if you say this?"

"Could it be that this is the descendant of a big family, or a high-ranking disciple. And wearing sunglasses......"

"Eh, that's not what I care about, is Zhou Lao's poem this year a young man? We have three on the team, so you don't want to pick three, do you? ”

"It's okay if you don't say it, then you have to tell us, it's not from your school, haha."

Zhou Anbang was reluctant to say that they would not let it go easily.

These people have been dealing with words all day long, and finally have a new thing, how can they not be curious.

It's just that I didn't ask why, if it wasn't for my identity, someone would definitely step forward to take off Lin Feng's glasses.

But Zhou Anbang just nodded and smiled: "Hehe, this is the real thing, it's a professor from our school." ”

"What?"

"Professor!"

"Isn't it? Such a young professor? ”

"Brother Zhou, why haven't I heard that there is such a young professor in your school?" A step-professor from Beijing Normal University asked.

They really don't know.

Lin Feng had only given a total lecture at the school, and before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by the broadcast......

Lin Feng didn't say a word, and Zhou Anbang could only refuse everyone with a smile: "Hehe, don't ask more questions first, you will naturally know when the time comes, now let's wait for the draw first." ”

I couldn't ask left or right, so everyone had to give up, after all, today's highlight is not here.

Master Chen took out the lottery box, and Qiao Lao came forward: "I'll draw the lottery for this first topic, everyone can still trust it, right?" ”

Naturally, others have no opinion.

Soon, the first lottery was drawn.

"First topic: autumn." Master Chen took the sign, opened it and read it. "You can take out the poems that write autumn, the time limit is two minutes, whoever has the most exquisite poems is the winner, please prepare your pen and ink to start."

As soon as the words fell, everyone began to prepare, and their mouths were all muttering.

This autumn is the season when poets describe the most melancholy, and many immortal poems have been left since ancient times. Lin Feng's world is like this, and so is this world.

After thinking about it, the teams began to write a book. Two minutes is not too short or too long, and no one wants to waste time.

But when it came to Lin Feng's group, Zhou Anbang didn't start writing, turned around and asked Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, do you have any good ideas?" ”

Lin Feng was stunned: "Huh? Mr. Zhou, you can read and write it yourself, I believe in your old literary skills. ”

Zhou Anbang glanced at him and said in a low voice: "You kid, don't mess with me." I don't know you yet? A few years ago, you started scolding us old stubborns, who have you served? ”

Lin Feng was embarrassed: "Hehe, it's not because I'm still young." Seeing that everyone is almost done writing, let's hurry up and do it, shall we? ”

"Okay, then I won't force you." Zhou Lao shook his head, dipped in ink, and prepared to write.

But after he wrote the first word, Master Chen prompted: "Alas, old man Zhou, your poem has been written by the second professor of Jinghua Normal School." ”

"......" Zhou Anbang stopped and looked, it was really!

Another poem came to mind in his mind, but this time when he wrote it, he had an extra eye and looked to the side.

couldn't help muttering: "Hehe, it seems that this is a better poem, and everyone else has finished it!" ”

At this time, he couldn't help but look back at Lin Feng again, and he didn't speak, but Lin Feng knew what he meant.

It seems that it is really like that, there are only a few good poems in the world, and naturally they are rushing to write the best.

Zhou Lao was a beat slower than others because he asked himself, and this good poem flew away......

Looking at this situation, it is impossible to do it without making a move.

"Old Zhou, if you don't kid, I'll give it a try."

As soon as Zhou Anbang heard it, he knew that there was a play!

"Okay, just wait for your words!"

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Sep 26, 2016 18:56:36

(To be continued.) )