To be honest, writing poetry is not Zhong Ling's forte at all, after all, no one in modern times will ask you to compose poetry.

But fortunately, the proportion of points in this poem is not large, it is just an embellishment, and you can basically pass the test if you can rhyme neatly, of course, those who write well and excel will be given extra points.

I don't want to add a minute.

But just don't get deducted points. wa✼p.fengshu❅✿❂f✿o

Zhong Ling soon composed a poem based on his ideas.

In fact, it is very easy for Zhong Ling to really want to get a high score in poetry, because according to this era that has changed because of the butterfly effect, she actually has poems to learn from, but Zhong Ling does not want to do this.

Someone else's thing is someone else's.

What's the point of borrowing someone else's honor?

And can you borrow for a while, can you borrow for a lifetime?

It's still the knowledge you have that is reliable.

After finishing the poem, Zhong Lingluo checked it and stood up.

As soon as Zhong Ling stood up, Yuan Xuanming and Wan Yuan Bao also stood up.

Because the two of them finished writing early, they just waited for Zhong Ling to be together.

As for whether the writing is done well or not, only they know, because Zhong Ling doesn't have the ability to teach them to write essays overnight, and the questions of the scriptures are also difficult to guess, so the two of them really rely on their own skills in this exam.

Three people leave the classroom.

Yuan Xuanming immediately moved his muscles and bones, "Finally, the exam is over, and I will vomit if I take the exam again." ”

Zhong Ling smiled and mended the knife and said, "Not yet, there will be math tomorrow." ”

As soon as Zhong Ling said this, the two scumbags wailed again.

"Don't talk about it, let's be happy for a while."

The three of them talked all the way and soon arrived downstairs.

didn't go far, I saw Zhuang Peng surrounded by several students in the center, and he was there and said with a humble face, "No, no, my little courage is too simple, and the high score is difficult to say." ”

"No, Brother Zhuang, you also wrote too well, and when it was introduced to Lu Bu, it was even more amazing, and you will definitely get a high score."

Obviously, Zhuang Peng said what he had just written, and he was enjoying the praise of others.

Zhong Ling just glanced at it, and didn't intend to pass by that side.

However, Zhong Ling didn't want to provoke, so Zhuang Peng didn't let him go.

When Zhuang Peng raised his eyes and saw Zhong Ling, his eyes flashed, and he immediately said loudly, "If you want to say that you can get a high score, it must be Zhong Gongzi who says that you want to get the head of the class, and his article this time must be exquisite." ”

As soon as he spoke, the other students looked at Zhong Ling.

"If you want to ask us, you have to ask Zhong Gongzi!"

Zhuang Peng said and immediately stepped in front of Zhong Ling, and asked with a malicious face, "Zhong Gongzi, I wonder if you can give us a general overview of your exquisite article, and let us open our eyes?" ”

"Yes, tell me, and we'll preach it for you then."

Facing this pair of eyes waiting to see the joke.

Zhong Ling didn't get angry for a minute.

She looked at the crowd with an impassive face, "You want to see my masterpiece, don't worry, when my curls come down, there is time to slowly admire and proclaim, now please get out of the way, I am still in a hurry to go home, and I don't have time to chat with you." ”

Zhong Ling's faint but angry words came out.

Several people were so angry that their faces turned blue and white for a while.

They glared at Zhong Ling, feeling that this person was so brazen and shameless, and actually said that they admired his masterpieces, as if he really wrote well, and he was so shameless.

But a few people are angry, claiming to be good students, so naturally they can't do such an operation as forcibly stopping people.

In Yuan Xuanming's completely impatient laughter, Zhuang Peng looked at Zhong Ling and snorted coldly, "Then I'll wait for the day of the hair curl." ”

"Well, just wait."