At this time, Meimei walked over, holding Dashan's arm, both of them wore diamond rings, the local tyrant is the local tyrant, without waiting for Cui Sheng to ask, Dashan said with a smile: "Now Meimei is my woman, she is about to be in her third year of high school, and Meimei has a younger brother in the family who is also going to middle school, so she got engaged to me in advance." I'm the only one in my life, so let my dad think about the rest. ”

Cui Sheng, who was in love with the show, had nothing to say, and said lightly: "Then congratulations to the two of you, you must call me when you get married, and you still have to drink this cup of wedding wine." I wish you happiness, I will have to run for election later, so I can't accompany you. After speaking, he turned around and went to the bathroom, washed his face, calmed down, and a love poem was born from dyeing.

"Amorous hatred since ancient times, good dreams are the easiest to wake up. I heard all of your conversations just now, and I didn't mean to. Lin Xiaowan saw Cui Sheng walk into the bathroom, so she waited for him outside, and Cui Sheng couldn't say what it felt in his heart.

"It's okay!"

"Then I'll just say it bluntly, we have to do what we have to do at this age, just like now, your only goal is to get into college, this competition is an opportunity, but I can remind you, I won't release water, I will work hard, I hope you too."

"Don't worry, I will do my best, thank you for your kind reminder, I will definitely live up to expectations."

The two glanced at each other, their eyes were very firm, and they walked into the candidate room together, after all, it was just a dream, and when they woke up, it was just a burst of heartache.

Suddenly, I heard the microphone and remembered: "Next, 135 player, Cui Sheng from Class 0433 of Wanshan No. 1 High School, cough cough... Please come up to the stage and perform, get off the ...... A number 136 .... Players prepare. Ye Tan'er read it gently on the performance stage, maybe her voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded very distressed.

"Go up, I trust you." Lin Xiaowan gave Cui Sheng a firm and powerful look, come on, Cui Sheng.

Cui Sheng is wearing a school uniform today, capable, energetic, combing short hair, a pair of sneakers is what he likes to wear, he doesn't like sports, he likes to think, but it doesn't prevent him from liking to wear sneakers, and he also likes stars, he is a third-rate scumbag who can't be ordinary anymore, and now he is moving in the direction of a poet and working hard for his university.

"Dear judges, my original work for the competition is "Song of Autumn Rain"." The manuscript was handed over to the three judges, turned around and walked to the microphone, with a handsome and handsome face and worried eyes, and passed the heavenly voice into the microphone: ""Song of Autumn Rain"

An autumn water penetrates the heart, and the bleak wind and rain flood the dream;

The candle on the door is yellow and shines on the newcomer, looking back at each other and sighing.

The concubine can be captivated by the world, and the husband is better than Pan An;

If the two love is difficult to keep, it is a pity to forget each other in the rivers and lakes. ”

This autumn rain made the girls in the audience cry, when Cui Sheng turned to the rostrum, he saw Chen Yaru secretly wiping his tears with a thick tissue, Lin Yaoyuan comforted him softly beside him, sure enough, women are emotional creatures, Chen Yaru directly gave Cui Sheng a big thumbs up, giving encouragement and support.

After slowly and loudly saying the last two words, he burst into tears, rivers and lakes. Mr. He Zhibin, former deputy director of the Wanshan Municipal Bureau of Culture, said at this time: "Children, how old are you this year? ”

"18 years old, is there a problem?" Cui Sheng twitched his hand, his face full of doubt.

"Okay, very good, can you tell me how you wrote it, it's your emotional experience of writing this, you can't write so sad without a certain life experience." Lin Yaoyuan spoke.

This Lin Yaoyuan thought that he was also a suave person back then, and it seemed that he had a similar experience to Cui Sheng.

"That's right, every autumn I feel like I'm in a desperate situation, and it is my destiny to be reborn in a desperate situation, the sky is not ashamed of the fog and the fog is presumptuous, and the earth is not afraid of ten thousand people barefoot. An autumn rain is a dream, and there is a season of many dreams, and life is just a dream. If you think about it, you think that now you are 100 years old, and now you are reminiscing, and when you are 100 years old, you are looking back and seeing that it is really a dream. yes, that's it, that's what it feels. Cui Sheng thought about it and casually said a reason, can't you say that it was just made, is it better than Cao Zhi?

At this time, only Lin Xiaowan knew that he had just done it because of some past events, and she Lin Xiaowan could be regarded as having read countless poems, as if she couldn't see through him, was this really him? Such a terrifying existence is what I have dreamed of him, is it commemorating something? Thinking of this, his face flushed, and he directly picked up his manuscript and walked to the rostrum.

"Oppose, this is ** naked early love, and what you say is clear-eyed, PASS off!" Tian Xiaogang, director of the Office of the Discipline Inspection Commission of the Supervision Office of the Education Bureau, said resolutely.

"Director Tian, hello. I'm eighteen years old this year, and I'm an adult. "Cui is very uncomfortable, isn't this the negative teaching material of Cui Sheng?

"No, your age is learning, don't talk useless, no matter how good it is, it's a love letter."

"I object, the ancient and modern geniuses are not suave, how to make poems and words without artistic conception. As far as I know, the sophomore year of high school should be studying Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling", Li Qingzhao's "Dream Order", and the famous Su Shi's "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" and so on. Lin Yaoyuan was originally very opposed to the Education Bureau's intervention in this matter, but now Lao Lin can't come to the stage, he was still clapping just now, and he slapped his face in the next second, where is the face.

Chen Yaru touched Chen Jiangnan next door with her arm, and the two old comrades of the Cultural Bureau nodded in agreement, expressing their agreement and echoing: "I think this son is just a little precocious, the poem is a good poem, it's a pity not to enter the finals, even if you give me two face, you see Director Tian,,,,,,"

"Sophistry, sophistry, is it difficult for you to look at the Education Bureau, it seems that you don't want the Education Bureau to participate this time? For the matter of early love, our Education Bureau and major universities have done profound research, and we resolutely oppose the actions of harming others and ourselves. Seeing Director Tian's resolute attitude of opposition, he was all blushing.

"Then let's do it, please give me a chance, I still have a song." Cui Sheng lowered his head and made mistakes, and the situation on the field was not unclear.

The Education Bureau controls your college entrance examination, unlike the college entrance examination with extra points, this is the momentum.

"It's kind of giving you two elders some face, let's go." Director Tian nodded politely to the second elder.

Cui Sheng took out a poem that had only been corrected yesterday from his school uniform and handed it to the rostrum, giving it to Director Tian and them to circulate one by one.