After school on Friday afternoon, Zhao Panshi and Gao Wutong were chatting in the Chinese teaching and research department.

Cui Yunzhu knocked on the door and walked in like a gust of wind: "Hello Teacher Gao, hello Teacher Zhao!" ”

Zhao Panshi said with a smile: "As soon as you come, it's like the sun coming out of the dark clouds and shining brightly in the office." You're getting better and better. Last semester was the first in the grade, and this semester I am also the vice president of the student union, and the president of the next student union, I think it must be you. You are the school girl, you really live up to your name. ”

"Outstanding talent!" Gao Wutong Road.

"The two teachers won the award. The main thing is that you teach well. ”

"It's the weekend and you don't want to go home?"

"I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Zhao Panshi smiled comiringly. Gao Wutong Road:

"Whether you like to read novels or not, I'll give you a foreign masterpiece."

"Send me a collection of Murong's poems."

"You also like Xi Murong?"

"I love "Youth Without Complaints" very much"

"I don't have a collection of Xi Murong's poems, can I send you Ben Pushkin?"

After Gao Wutong finished speaking, he felt that his face was hot, and he was telling a lie that everyone knew.

"It's okay." Cui Yunzhu smiled, "I like all the books that Teacher Gao gave me." Pushkin's poems are also very good. I've read his book "If Life Deceives You" and it's thought-provoking. ”

Gao Wutong only hated himself for lying and having a short circuit in his brain, and he said to him left and right:

"Girls who like poetry are a little more bookish and elegant."

Zhao Panshi's face was full of curiosity, and he said to Cui Yunzhu:

"It's the first time I've heard of this poem. Listen to it on your back. ”

Cui Yunzhu recited, her voice clear and leisurely.

If life deceives you,

Don't be sad, don't be anxious!

Calm down on a gloomy day:

Believe it, happy days will come!

The heart is always yearning for the future;

Now it's often melancholy.

Everything is instantaneous, everything will pass;

And what has passed will become a cordial nostalgia.

After reciting, he smiled faintly.

In the evening, Gao Wutong recalled the random "Moon", and took advantage of the opportunity to write a similar five-character quatrain on a letterhead, read it several times, and casually clipped it to the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the bookshelf. On Sunday afternoon, Zhao Panshi borrowed "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to read it, saw the poem on the letterhead, and sandwiched it into a book of teaching ginseng after reading it. During the break on Monday morning, Lan Lingmei's last question had not been copied, and the blackboard had been wiped clean by the students on duty. Q: Did Liu Xiyue copy it? Liu Xiyue said that she didn't copy it. Lan Lingmei went to the podium to flip through Zhao Panshi's lesson plan. When I found the question, there was no process of solving the problem, only a "teaching reference" and page number were remarked. Looking through the teaching staff, a piece of letterhead fell out. Lan Lingmei unfolded and looked at it, folded it and put it in her pocket and went back to the desk and sat down. Liu Xiyue felt that she was mysterious, so she smiled:

"Did you find an authoritative answer?"

"Nope."

"I can explain it to you, but you can't look at it."

"If you lose the east, you will reap the mulberry."

"What do you mean?"

Lan Lingmei looked at Liu Xiyue and smiled without saying a word.

After self-study the next night, Liu Xiyue and Lan Lingmei returned to the dormitory, put down their schoolbags and went to the dormitory of Class 96 to find fellow villagers.

"Whose love letter? Show me. ”

Several people looked at each other and smiled, looking at Liu Xiyue together.

"Guess what." Gu Xiangming said.

"Of course it won't be mine."

"It's yours."

"Impossible."

"What if it is?"

"I treat you to ice cream. What if not? ”

"You'll be exempted from a week of dormitory duty."

"Deal. Show me. ”

"Just listen to it."

After Gu Xiangming finished speaking, several people recited in unison.

"The Most Beautiful Scenery"

The moon shines on the willows by the stream, graceful and bright.

Fall in love with Liuxiyue and no longer think about the Great Wall.

After listening to it, Liu Xiyue secretly compared it with the song "Moon".

"Who made it up, isn't it?"

"Your sweetheart."

Liu Xiyue laughed loudly.

"You're so cute."

"What if it is?"

"Add another ice cream. What if not? ”

"I'll exempt you from dormitory duty for another week."

"Good. But it has to be shown to me. ”

Several people cheered. Liu Xiyue took the letterhead and was stunned.

The poem is exactly the same as that recited by several people, without a name, and the handwriting is a high sycamore.

"Miss Liu, admit defeat."

Liu Xiyue nodded and looked at Lan Lingmei.

"Lingmei, where did you find it?"

"In the morning, I rummaged through the teaching ginseng of the panshi and stumbled upon it."

"It's weird."

"He probably wanted to watch the show, so he added fuel to the fire."

"This Teacher Zhao!"

"Why think so much." Zhu Geqi said, "Someone writes you a love letter, no matter what, it's always a good thing." Alas, why didn't anyone write me love letters? ”

"It's so pitiful, I'll write it to you." Lan Lingmei smiled and read aloud:

The most beautiful concubine

Rizhao Pavilion is gentle and elegant.

fell in love with Zhu Geqi and no longer thought about Chang'e.

A few people laughed. Zhu Geqi smiled hatefully, and made a gesture to pinch Lan Lingmei's mouth, Lan Lingmei stepped back and sat on Liang Qingfeng's bed. Zhu Geqi pushed her down on the bed, pinched her thigh twice, pulled the quilt to cover her, and then lay on the quilt and pressed it. Lan Lingmei struggled and begged for mercy.

"Spare my life, spare my life, I don't dare."

Zhu Geqi got up and lifted the quilt and slapped her on the buttocks.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll shove a sock into your mouth."

"If you don't want to be a concubine, you can snatch love with a knife or take advantage of the weakness."

"What else do you say? Be careful that Liu Xiyue is unhappy. ”

"You haven't even scratched the eight characters, why do you want to do so much?"

Lan Lingmei looked at Liu Xiyue and saw her smiling at herself, baring her teeth and grinning.

After school at noon the next day, not long after Lanlingmei and a few people walked into Fengxiang Street, Gao Wutong came to meet them. A few people looked at Liu Xiyue, looked at each other and smiled. Gao Wutong gradually approached, and several people recited in unison.

The most beautiful view

The moon shines on the willows by the stream, graceful and bright.

Fall in love with Liuxiyue and no longer think about the Great Wall.

Gao Wutong seemed to have been enchanted, and he froze suddenly, his face was red and dumbfounded, and he looked at several people speechless. Liu Xiyue's cheeks were so red that she seemed to be rubbing rouge, and she glared at Gao Wutong in shame. Gao Wutong smiled helplessly, several people laughed, frolicked away, and walked away Gao Wutong still stayed in place.

On Sunday night, Liu Xiyue went to self-study in the evening, and as soon as she entered the classroom door, there was a burst of laughter.

Liu Xiyue felt strange, but pretended not to hear, lowered her head and walked to the desk and sat down.

"Lingmei, what are they laughing at?"

"Just look at the back blackboard."

Liu Xiyue got up and looked over, next week's blackboard newspaper had been released, and there was a column in the lower left corner, drawing a crescent moon, a weeping willow, and a crooked stream. In the blank space between the crescent moon and the stream, the poem "The Most Beautiful Scenery" is neatly written. The difference is that two big numbers are added between the words "Willow Creek Month", which becomes "Willow, Creek, and Moon". Liu Xiyue was ashamed and annoyed to look for a blackboard eraser, but none of the blackboard erasers in the past were there. I look for it on the front blackboard, and there is not. Look at the lectern, there is none. Looking through the lectern drawer, I finally found one, and after taking it, I raised my hand to wipe the blackboard. Before the blackboard eraser fell on the blackboard, his hand was suddenly grabbed.