Chapter 819: The Show-Off Old Man Wang

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"What? Old Wang, you, you, you...don't brag! This level of seven-character ancient style, would it be written by a 'hair' boy in your class? It's impossible! Absolutely impossible! If you say you wrote Maybe I can barely convince myself to believe it, but if you say it was written by those seventeen or eighteen-year-old 'hair' kids in your class, I wouldn't believe it even if I was killed!"

Hearing old man Wang say that the poem was written by his class, old man Lu retorted with disbelief on his face. {щww{suimеng][lā}

"Hehe! Old Lu, don't believe me. You know Lin Feng, right? He wrote the perfect score for the first mock exam. This kid is my "fine" tune. He taught him first-class. This one The poem was written by me instructing him in the language class just now, how is it? Are you convinced? You still claim to be an expert in ancient times all day long, and I have never seen any of your students who can write poems of this level?"

The more he saw Old Man Lu's disbelief, the more Old Man Wang flaunted it triumphantly. It's as if the real Lin Feng's poem was written under his guidance.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Old Wang, you have to have a bottom line when you brag! This poem must have been written by a famous poet in ancient times. Don't fool me. Today I can admit that I read the poems myself. Not enough, but I will never believe that this poem was written by your Wang Weimin students."

The stubborn Old Man Lu and Old Man Wang have been fighting in the office for so many years, and they know him very well, so they don't believe that Wang Weimin can teach such a talented student.

"Why can't it work? Old Lu, today! Let me tell you, you have to believe it even if you don't believe it. Now it is estimated that this poem by Lin Feng has already spread to all of our classmates. I lied to you What are you doing? Hey!"

Old man Wang said excitedly, "And the title of this poem was given to me!"

At this time, there were several Chinese teachers next to me, and some of them often followed Yitieba. One of them, a young teacher Huang, immediately squinted his eyes and shouted, "Mr. Lu, it's true. There is a lot of noise in the Tieba. Because of this poem by Lin Feng."

"Haha! Old Lu, did you hear that my old Wang would lie to you with such a thing? I told you, this poem was written by Lin Feng, and it was written by Lin Feng under my guidance." Old man Wang said happily.

"Tsk tsk! It's really unbelievable that Lin Feng has such a high academic quality. Not only can he write touchingly, but he can also write poems?"

With the evidence in front of him, old man Lu had to admit it, "Old Wang, you have taught me a good student! I didn't accept you before, but today I have to say because of Lin Feng's poem. Give it a go!"

"Haha! You're welcome,

You are welcome. Lao Lu, this is because Lin Feng has a good understanding. If I teach him a little bit, he can write words and poems of this level. Another day, I will ask some other students to write some poems for you to read..."

For the proud old man Wang, the cowhide is getting bigger and bigger.

The teacher Huang who read the post just now added strangely, "Mr. Wang, that's not right! Why did the students in the post say that it was not you who directed Lin Feng to write this poem? Obviously You deliberately made things difficult for Lin Feng to write poetry because he was late?"

"What? Old Wang, haha! It turns out that you didn't teach this poem? You 'forced' it out. Tsk tsk, what kind of skill is this? This is Lin Feng's own talent! Are you ashamed to bring it in front of me to brag about yourself?"

Upon hearing this, old man Lu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But the old man Wang blushed, and said forcefully, "What's wrong with 'forced'? 'Forced' is also a way! You Lao Lu has the ability to 'force' out such a song from the students in your class." Is there a poem?"

"Old Wang, you're being unreasonable. I've never seen you show off like this. Just now, you were embarrassing Lin Feng, and now you're showing off Lin Feng's poems everywhere. Are you still shameless?" Old man Lu Also speechless.

"What do you mean by embarrassment, I am a test for my students. Hey! Lao Lu, you! Although you have rich teaching experience, I also admit that your professional level is good, but your brain is stubborn and you don't know how to keep pace with the times. And create some ingenious methods to 'stimulate' the potential of students!"

Old man Wang's face is really thick, and he still said complacently.

"I can't tell you, you stubborn old man, but... this poem is really 'quite' good. Old Wang, it took you a few lifetimes to make Lin Feng such a talented and good student. Blessed!"

Shaking his head, old man Lu lowered his head again and carefully read the poem written by Lin Feng from beginning to end, still full of praise.

The early class ended soon, and many students from other classes even took advantage of the recess time to come to the third class to read a poem written by Lin Feng on the blackboard. In the other three classes, after seeing this song, the teachers in the department couldn't bear to erase it, so it remained on the blackboard.

Jingle Bell!

At the end of the last class, Qin Yanran, who was moved by Lin Feng's confession poem, was not shy or twitchy this time. She walked up to Lin Feng openly, smiled slightly, and stretched out her delicate hands to invite him. Lin Feng said, "Lin Feng, shall we go to the cafeteria for dinner? Today I invite you, thank you for sending me a poem."

"Okay! Yanran, this poem should have been given to you a long time ago. Don't be angry about the bracelet. I didn't intend to give you the bracelet as a gift from the beginning. This poem can barely It is regarded as a gift of love for you, I hope you don't feel too shabby."

Seeing the smiling Qin Yanran, Lin Feng felt warm in his heart, especially thinking that Qin Yanran dared to stand up uncharacteristically and question Old Man Wang in order to plead for him today. This courage is enough to move Lin Feng that's it.

"Not shabby! Lin Feng, as long as you give me gifts, I like them all, I want them all, and I will hide them all well." Qin Yanran said with a smile, and then looked at the envious eyes of the whole class. Under such circumstances, he took Lin Feng's hand and walked to the school cafeteria.

"Ahhhh... Lin Feng, Qin Yanran, can you two pay attention to my feelings a little bit! Showing affection in front of me like this has already caused me 10,000 points of damage!"

Xiao Nishang, who was treated like air by Lin Feng and Qin Yanran, sat like this, listening to them talking about love there, deeply felt the sadness of a single dog, and made a sour sound in his heart.

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