The New Year is approaching, which also marks the end of Song Tianpeng's study in the compulsory school.

Every country has the same rule, and adults are considered after the age of eighteen. Adults will no longer be allowed to receive compulsory education, and adults will be allowed to compete in public and even duels, as long as both parties agree, it is okay not to die, and the state will no longer enforce compulsory legal protection for their personal safety.

During the period of compulsory education before the age of eighteen, students are not allowed to use force or magic against each other. You can study, but you can't do it in public until you become an adult, and once you find it or be reported, you will be punished in the eyes of others, and even directly abolish your own cultivation.

Although Song Tianpeng is a prince, he will not be an exception, and because he has always been low-key, few people outside know his identity except for a few close people.

Song Tianpeng has never shown his martial arts in front of outsiders. Even the best Di Yiming, Sun Zifan and Tang Ning only knew that he had studied the exercises, and it was not clear what his specific strength was.

A few days before graduation, the masters of the school assigned a task, each graduating student should go back to write a poem or lyrics, there is no limit to the form and content, the masters will select the best ten poems and reward them, of course, only symbolic, and there is no comparison with the difficulty of composing poems.

This is the "graduation poem" that has been a headache for previous graduates.

After class, Song Tianpeng's four friends sat together and chatted, except for Song Tianpeng, who was humming a little song with Erlang's legs crossed, leisurely, and the other three were all sad and sad, all complaining that the task left by the old master was too difficult.

"Second brother, don't you worry, don't you hurry up and think about how to write a closing poem!" Di Yiming kindly reminded when he looked at Song Tianpeng's appearance.

"Can such a thing as writing poetry and lyrics be difficult for me? It's a piece of cake, it's all packed here. Song Tianpeng pointed to his head and said with great ease.

Hearing this, the other three all showed expressions of disbelief after beating to death, what Song Tianpeng has been doing in class over the years, several people know very well in their hearts, don't say that they can sleep in class anyway, it's almost the same, and they are embarrassed to say that they can compose poems, who will believe it when they say it!

"Second brother, if you really know how to compose it, help me compose a song first, and let me admire the second brother's literary talent. "Di Yiming is also sick and goes to the doctor now, and a dead horse is a live horse doctor, in case the second brother can really make it, it will be troublesome, and he has been sitting here for a long time without holding back a word.

"What's so difficult about this, wait for me to write it to you. Song Tianpeng rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, picked up the pen and wrote.

Song Tianpeng's answer made Di Yiming very happy, and it didn't take a minute for Song Tianpeng to write, and Di Yiming took it and looked at it, his face turned green.

Sun Zifan Tangning and the two took advantage of Di Yiming to be in a daze, snatched it over, and laughed out loud just after reading the title, only to see that it was written on the paper:

I'm stupid

I have no culture,

I will only farm.

To ask who I am,

I'm a stupid donkey.

"Second brother, I'm your own brother! Di Yiming looked at Song Tianpeng resentfully and said dissatisfiedly.

Song Tianpeng said seriously: "I didn't fool you, this is really a poem, blame me for not making it clear, what is written now is the original intention of this poem, you can replace it with some homophones according to this format, so that others can't see the original meaning." Originally, I was going to use it myself, but who called us brothers!"

"No, no, no, how can the brother occupy the poems that the second brother wants to use, as the so-called gentleman does not take the love of others, the gentleman wants the beauty of adults, the gentleman wants to be frank, and the gentleman wants uh the gentleman to compose his own poems!" Di Yiming hurriedly excused himself, as the second brother said, even if the words of this poem are changed to homophones, then it will not be the same when it is read, who can't hear the problem! It is definitely better to make up one by yourself than this.

"Oh, we brothers, you're still so polite to me, it's okay, you just use this, I'm thinking about something else. Song Tianpeng looked at Di Yiming with a very "sincere" gaze, said with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder after speaking.

Looking at Song Tianpeng's "good-natured" smile, Di Yiming's face was like a bitter gourd, didn't he let himself jump into the fire pit.

"No, second brother, really not, think about it, after so many years, this is the only homework assigned by Old Man Li, how can I live up to Old Master Li's trust, so, I want to rely on my own strength to complete this task, none of you need to help me." Di Yiming clenched his fists and said very firmly.

"Really don't need to?" Seeing Di Yiming shaking his head like crazy, Song Tianpeng turned to look at Sun Zifan and Tang Ning, who were still laughing there, and asked seriously, "Do you two want it?"

Sun Zifan and Tang Ning immediately put away their smiles, quickly shook their heads, and said in unison: "We have to rely on our own hands to complete the homework assigned by the master this time." ”

Song Tianpeng nodded, "Okay, since you don't need it, then I'll use it myself, if I win the award, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

"How can such a poem win an award? Besides, it's not called a poem at all. "The three of them were killed and didn't believe it.

In fact, Song Tianpeng didn't believe it, he just wanted to be happy and have fun.

"Second brother, if your poem can be in the top ten, I will invite you to a big meal, you can order it. Di Yiming said.

"Yes, gentleman. ”

"It's hard to chase any horse!"

In the next few days, the students completed their homework one after another, and handed over their proud work to the masters of their respective classes.

Today is the last day of graduation for Song Tianpeng and others.

The school's graduation ceremony has just begun.

On the square, almost all the students who are about to graduate came to the scene, and even some students who are usually naughty and mischievous and often skip class are now honestly sitting in the audience listening to the speeches of the masters, because, after today, they will leave the school that has educated them for ten years. I don't know what kind of changes will happen in the future, I don't know when I will come here again, and I don't know how many classmates I know each other now will remember in the future.

For every student, graduation is still a little reluctant, but more is still looking forward to it.

Time will take away a lot of things, the future is still a long way to go, people must always learn to look forward!

After a large number of old masters, we finally ushered in today's highlight -- the award ceremony.

An old man in a gray coat with gray hair walked up to the podium, looked around at the students in the audience, and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am the principal of our school, and my surname is Su, and my name is Yari. Although I haven't taken a class, I believe that most of my classmates know me, and I also know that there are some students who still don't know who I am, so I just introduced it to those students, and I don't want some students to finish their school without knowing what the principal of their school looks like. ”

The audience erupted in laughter, and the principal's vernacular won the favor of the students.

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