Zhou Jielun went home and drank with Zhou Gong in a dream.

But the swan song he left behind in "Leaning on the Red and Green Pavilion" was blowing into thousands of households in the capital like the wind.

There is also a fast horse to pass the words out of the capital.

It's like a night of spring breeze blowing, and the name of the master is left everywhere in the capital.

There are also restaurants and kilns, and they will ask someone to compose the lyrics and sing songs that night.

The singer sang sand in his voice, and he sang again with another person.

Not only that, but there is a reproduction craze in Beijing.

The famous poems that have been passed down through the ages have been changed beyond recognition.

But even if the revised writing is ten times worse than the genuine version, there are a lot of people who like it!

The next day, Zhou Jielun just entered the gate of the college.

"Genius, here!"

Hearing someone call him a genius, Jay Chou immediately wanted to turn around and scold, "Your dad is a genius." ”

But he turned his head back, but he didn't scold.

Because it was the teacher, Zeng Ziwei, the teacher of the Yin character class of the first grade.

Even if he had this heart, he didn't have the guts.

"Hello Teacher Zeng!" Zhou Jie bowed in a proper manner.

Zeng Ziwei was very satisfied: "Not bad." Come back to class with me. ”

"Didn't the principal say that I was assigned to the subclass?" Zhou Jielun was confused.

"Change, let's go!" Zeng Ziwei pulled Jay Chou and left.

Accidentally, Zeng Ziwei stepped on a person's body.

looked up, Liu Huanhuan, the teacher of the first grade class.

"Zeng Ziwei, where are you taking my students?" Liu Huanhuan was furious.

"What are your students? not in your classroom? The bride is not a daughter-in-law until the sedan chair is introduced. Zeng Ziwei still didn't let go of Jay Chou's hand.

"Then you are going to rob the bride?" Liu Huanhuan blocked Zeng Ziwei's way.

"Don't say it so ugly, you're not a groom, and he's not a bride. ”

"The principal assigned Zhou Jielun to my class yesterday. He was my student. Liu Huanhuan said confidently.

"Your student, you are a martial artist, he is a literary genius, what can you teach him? He can't write half a poem, and he can't write a paragraph. Do you teach him 'women's anti-wolf techniques'?" Zeng Ziwei asked rhetorically.

"Who says I can't write half a poem?"

"Then make a song and listen to it. ”

"Just do it!"

Liu Huanhuan cleared his throat and recited aloud.

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls;

The mountains and rivers are poor and there is no way out, half into the river and half into the clouds.

By asking where the restaurant is, the willows and flowers are bright and another village;

I didn't know that I was a guest in my dream, and I didn't hesitate to be a Lingnan person.

The flowers are similar every year, and no one in the world knows you.

"Good poetry!" It turned out that they were already surrounded by a lot of students.

Liu Huanhuan said proudly: "This is a poem that I wrote in only two hours this morning. Teacher Zeng gave a comment on the level. ”

"What is poetry? You just put together the sentences of several poems. Zeng Ziwei said disdainfully.

Liu Huanhuan said proudly: "This is called fashion. Since this stinky boy set a precedent last night, it is now popular in the capital to change poetry. If you don't change one or two poems, don't say that you are from the capital, let alone a teacher in an aristocratic college. ”

Zeng Ziwei cut his voice and said: "I have changed three songs, more than you." ”

"Teacher, read it to us!"

"Teacher Zeng, teach us a hand. ”

The surrounding students shouted in unison.

Zeng Ziwei glanced at Liu Huanhuan proudly and said, "Listen well, don't be stupid!"

Then, Zeng Ziwei let go of Jay Chou's hand and circled the field for half a week. After the limelight was over, he returned to the center and recited his new work.

The bright moonlight in front of the window, two or three boxes of wine jars.

Raising his head to look out the window, it is suspected that he is fragrant with jade.

Looking for the door to chase the fairy, strayed into the depths of the playground,

vomited and vomited, startling countless mandarin ducks.

"The teacher is despicable! I said why did the teacher go to the playground last night?

"Yes, yes, the consequences of the squib are very serious, and next time it will be difficult. ”

"The teacher wants to compensate us for our mental loss!"

......

Zeng Ziwei panicked, drank too much yesterday, ran to the playground, shocked many people's good dreams, and caused public indignation.

You have to appease these startled mandarin ducks, otherwise, the next time you go to the playground, you will encounter flying rocks from outside the sky.

"How do you need the teacher to compensate you?"

After discussion, the students put forward their opinions and changed the words on the spot.

And the phenomenon on the playground last night is manifested.

Zeng Ziwei thought for a while and didn't have a clue, so he pulled Jay Chou.

"Boy, hurry up and give me a rescue. ”

Zhou Jielun smiled and asked, "Why should I help you?"

"I am Zhou Yinglun's teacher! You don't want Zhou Yinglun to be independent for three consecutive classes!" Zeng Ziwei threatened viciously.

No way, for the sake of his brother's legs, Zhou Jielun succumbed.

Zeng Ziwei, who got the manuscript, came to everyone and took the manuscript and read it:

Remember the playground sunset,

Kiss the mouth and don't know the way back,

Hold back hard,

Strayed into her depths,

Sin, sin,

Kiss out of an accident.

At some point, the principal came to the scene.

As soon as Zeng Ziwei finished reading, the principal stretched out his hand in front of Zeng Ziwei.

Zeng Ziwei said strangely: "I'm flat-chested!"

The principal smiled and said, "I don't touch your breasts, I want a manuscript." ”

Zeng Ziwei held the manuscript tightly: "This is mine, if you want it, go directly to that stinky boy and ask him to write you a thousand children and eight hundred." ”

When Zhou Jielun heard this, he secretly said to himself: Teacher Zeng is too despicable and shameless, this Class A Yin class can't go, where is the danger zone.

The principal's threats twice were ineffective, so he had to give up.

Zeng Ziwei's performance of asking for the manuscript to take my life first was too unbearable.

This time it was Liu Huanhuan's turn to hold Jay Chou's hand.

It wasn't until Zhou Jielun was sent to the seat that Liu Huanhuan was relieved.

Liu Huanhuan came to the stage.

"Introduce a new classmate to everyone!"

"Yes! ”

Without waiting for Liu Huan to introduce, the voice from the audience came.

Jay Chou can't wait for a crack in the ground for him to get into.

Talent is talent, but what kind of "two" talent should be said.

It's just a little worse, and it's much better to call "three" talents.

So, Jay Chou stood up, saluted everyone and said, "Hello everyone! My name is Jay Chou, and I don't call me a 'second' talent." ”

Everyone said in unison: "Oh! ”

Jay Chou stood there, crying and laughing.

"It's no problem for me to call you Jay Chou, but there are conditions. Then a girl stood up and said.

"What conditions? As long as you don't sell me. Jay Chou finally saw the light of day.

"Sell you, no one will buy your single inch of capital. A boy answered, and the audience immediately burst into laughter.

Zhou Jielun subconsciously looked at his "brother", and said secretly in his heart: You are wrong, now it is 1.1 inches, which is 0.1 inches longer.

At this time, the girl's conditions were proposed, and Jay Chou helped her compose a poem, so she was not called a 'second' talent.

The girl's conditions were approved by all thirteen classmates in the class.

So, Jay Chou agreed to a poem for each person.

But I can only come up with three songs a day.

In this way, Jay Chou was conquered.