Wu Lao is a typical literati, he looked at these four poems, and he actually liked them very much, especially the first poem "Solitude" to his appetite the most.

Wu Lao Xue is over forty years old, but he is not married, and he is an old virgin. As a wooden person, he knows how to study some poetry and songs, so he doesn't have much feeling about the last three love poems.

Su Qing glanced at Lu Xiaosu, and Lu Xiaosu was also looking at her.

Looking at the young man standing next to the blackboard with a shy smile on his face, Su Qing felt angry. obviously has such a good poetic talent, but he didn't even report his name at first, and he didn't know what was going on in the big boy's head.

The current Lu Xiaosu is like a huge treasure in Su Qing's eyes, as long as you dig more, it can always bring you infinite surprises.

Su Qing's request to him was to compose three poems, she didn't expect that this big boy could buy three get one free, and every little poem was so amazing. Su Qing is different from Wu Lao Pedant, her favorite is the last song "Upside Down".

Obviously, as long as he wasn't blind, he could see that Fang Liang had been completely crushed. Standing on the other side of the blackboard, he felt a little embarrassed. Although he was very unhappy in his heart, he had to admit that every three-line poem of Lu Xiaosu could kill him in seconds.

If you are not convinced, you can't do it, Fang Liang may not be able to keep the status of the talented person in the class.

Lu Xiaosu could feel that the eyes of the girls in the class looking at him had become different again. Especially the few people who had written love letters to him before, their eyes were shining at the moment, which made Lu Xiaosu feel thorns in his back.

"Alright, let's vote by show of hands. If you support Fang Liang, please raise your hand. Teacher Su Qing clapped her hands and said.

Except for Liu Peng and a few classmates who had a good relationship with Fang Liang, no one else raised their hands. Seeing that only a few people raised their hands, these relationship votes also put down their hands in embarrassment.

"That's good, our class will be signed up by Lu Xiaosu. This time the competition is a submission mode, the upper limit of individual contributions is five, if Lu Xiaosu still has good works, you can send them to me in the next few days, and after I sort them out, I will pass them to the jury group together. Teacher Su Qing said to Lu Xiaosu.

Lu Xiaosu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was in the form of submission, otherwise with his lazy personality, I am afraid he really didn't want to participate.

"Teacher Su Qing, I still have the work, I'll send it to you later." Lu Xiaosu said to Su Qing.

Anyway, I've written four songs, and it doesn't matter if I have one more.

Su Qing looked at the classmates in the class who were looking at her, she smiled very rarely, she was not smiling in the school, and suddenly it was like the ice and snow melting, she said to Lu Xiaosu: "Lu Xiaosu, why don't you write it down directly on the blackboard, I think the classmates also want to appreciate it." ”

This time Lu Xiaosu did not refuse, he is this kind of personality, either he will not participate, or he will do his best if he participates. There was nothing to be shy about, he was generous and ready to put pen on the blackboard.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided not to write love poems anymore, and always wrote about love and love, which he felt was too hypocritical. Didn't you see that the girls in the class looked at him with the wrong gaze? It's better to write about family affection.

[I said to my mother: Send me a pair of shoes.]

The next day, I received it

Shoes, socks, sweaters and gloves】

The poem has no name, and it is even the same as the vernacular, but the strong maternal love is unmistakable. This is a poem that goes from the heart, not on ornate words. But such a simple sentence made all the students feel the same way.

Yes, this is a mother, a mother who cares about her children all the time.

It's like a line in "Please Answer 1988": I heard that God can't be everywhere, so he created Mom.

......

......

"The results of the competition will be announced next week, with one grand prize, six first prizes, and a total of fifteen second and third prizes, with a small amount of cash prizes." At the door of the class, Teacher Su Qing said to Lu Xiaosu.

Lu Xiaosu nodded, this time he didn't ask how much money he had. Now he is not so short of money, unlike a few days ago, he still has tens of thousands of cash in his bank card, and by next month, Penguin Music alone will have millions of dollars, and he really doesn't care about the bonus of hundreds and one thousand now.

"Don't forget, you just said that there is another song that will be sent to my phone." After Teacher Su Qing finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Xiao Su alone to stand in the wind.

Women are really strange creatures, and it's shameless to be a scoundrel. When will there be another one? Do you really think poetry is written when you say it's written?

But for Lu Xiaosu, it's really not that difficult. At the beginning, all the famous universities on the earth held three-line poetry competitions, and he has seen many good works, and the amazing degree of many works is really amazing. Therefore, if people can go to Peking University, Tsinghua University, Fudan and Wuhan University, they definitely have two brushes.

Teacher Su Qing hadn't gone far when she heard a clear voice coming from behind:

[The green light goes out, and the wooden fish rests

Wipe out the incense crumbs on the case

The Buddha said: In this life you are my calamity]

Alas, there is no way, this competition was originally called the Three-Line Love Poetry Contest, and the entries on the earth are basically about love and love.

Teacher Su Qing stopped slightly, she turned around and looked at Lu Xiaosu who was standing in the corridor.

The big boy showed his signature clean smile, as if he was a little embarrassed to write another love poem.

The sun was shining on his school uniform, and the creeper had climbed all over the wall.

He just stood quietly and laughed, but the picture was completely frozen in Su Qing's eyes.

"You are my ...... in this life," she thought softly, and then turned to leave again.

She is not going to take this poem to the competition, and the final award-winning works will be compiled into a poetry collection and published, and the first five poems are enough.

And this one......

Well, it's a poem that only she knows.

.......

"Xiao Su, do you still have this kind of poem?" Ye Fatzi came over and said to Lu Xiaosu.

"Yes, you want it? Call Brother Su to listen first. Lu Xiaosu said to Ye Fatzi.

"Brother Su!" Ye Fatzi immediately shouted.

Lu Xiaosu directly refreshed Ye Fatzi's shameless bottom line, this guy is so shameless, Lu Xiaosu also completely believes that he can make a name for himself in the live broadcast industry. If you care too much about other people's eyes, how do you still do outdoor anchors and spoof anchors?

Lu Xiaosu kicked Ye Fatzi hard, but in the end he still didn't give him a love poem, this guy must want to attract the opposite sex, he doesn't want to really have a literary young woman to embark on a road of no return from now on.

"By the way, Xiao Su, who are you writing all these love poems? Which female classmate can make our talented people think about it day and night? In the corridor, Ye Fatzi squeezed his eyes at Lu Xiaosu.

"It's your business!" Lu Xiaosu kicked Ye Fatzi again.

"Couldn't it be your favorite teacher Su Qing before?" Ye Fatzi made a joke.

Lu Xiaosu laughed and joked with him: "It's not all!" In fact, there are a few love poems written to your goddess Su Lingxi! What do you think? Have you seen my romance? ”

"Excuse me." Just as Lu Xiaosu was in high spirits, an indifferent voice sounded behind Lu Xiaosu.

This nice but slightly cold voice..... How does it sound familiar?

Lu Xiaosu only felt that his body was a little stiff, because standing behind him was Su Lingxi wearing a mask!

As I said before, Su Lingxi's ears have always been very smart.

Lu Xiaosu turned around in embarrassment, and sure enough, he saw Su Lingxi's disgust and disgust......

Lu Xiaosu really wants to slap himself and pretend to be your sister's merry genius Tang Bohu!