Unexpectedly, after listening to Tian Youyou's words, La Duo La's nose suddenly wrinkled. With a wave of its hand, it said, "Impossible! ”

Everyone didn't understand what Dora meant, and they all stared at it with round eyes and puzzled.

"I mean, there's no such poem at all!" La Dola put her hands behind her back and said disappreciably: "There is no "Village House" at all, and there is no poet named Gao Ding at all!" ”

"Huh?"

Edamame, Tian Youyou and Tang Duoduo fell into deep doubts, Edamame Mao also deliberately dragged the book in Tian Youyou's hand and looked at it again, it was indeed a poem called "Village House", and the poem was written by a poet of the Qing Dynasty, named Gao Ding.

Black and white, clear at a glance.

The solid evidence is in front of you, how can Ladora, who has thousands of poems hidden in her stomach, not know?

Tian Youyou raised the book in his hand and stretched it out in front of La Dola, and said, "Oh, see for yourself, is there this poem?" ”

La-la pouted. It narrowed one eye, and its face was arrogant, but its heart was itching with curiosity. Ladola hesitated for a while, and finally dragged the book over and looked at it seriously. As it watched, it said silently:

"Village House"

【Qing】Gao Ding

The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind. ”

Hey, there really is such a good poem that is vivid and vivid! But how could it not be impressed at all?

Ladora didn't believe it.

The ancient classics, poems and songs in Ladora's stomach can't even compare to the library in Bayview City, how could such a poem be missed.

Angry and ashamed, she threw the book back into Edamame's arms, deceiving herself: "I'm afraid you have printed this book by mistake." ”

"How so?!" Tang Duoduo blushed and shouted, "This is our teaching material!" There can be no mistake. ”

"There are mistakes in the textbooks." La Dola retorted: "It's possible to make mistakes in books, otherwise how can they be revised again and again?" I just want to teach you a truth: it is better to believe in the book than to have no book at all. That is to say, don't stick to books or superstitious books when reading, think more and use your brain. ”

Edamame Mao immediately used his brain when he heard Ladola's words, and he said to himself, "It makes sense." However, if this sentence makes sense, then shouldn't we all listen to it...... It's better to believe in Ladola, it's better to have no Ladola......"

"Hey! You, you, you! Edamame Mao's words were heard clearly by La Dora, and it puffed its waist and couldn't find the words to refute it.

"yes, why don't we look for information and see if there is this poem?" Tian Youyou suggested.

"Good!" Tang Duoduo seconded.

Ladora is reluctant to participate, and it is angry that its authority has been challenged. Before it knew it, it had undone its invisibility spell and lay down on the library table with a loud bang, sulking.

After a while, Edamame, Tang Duoduo, and Tian Yuyu each came running over panting with a stack of books, and they put the books next to La Dora, and these trees were all over La Dora's height.

"La-do-la, there really is this poet! There really is this poem! Every book here says it. ”

Under the pull of edamame hair, Ladora finally opened her eyes. It lowered its erected legs, reluctantly got up, and looked at the pile of books.