Chapter 282

"What are you depressed about?"

"Liu Yang wrote poems for me in public. I feel very unhappy." Li Xuaner wiped her tears. Tang Zichen thought she was moved to cry. It turned out that she was wronged. Li Xuaner was afraid of Tang Zichen's misunderstanding, so she was very upset about Liu Yang's move, but she couldn't help crying.

At this time, the students sitting in the front row looked back at Li Xuaner. Suddenly, they saw Li Xuaner crying, and immediately yelled, "Wow, Li Xuaner is moved to cry."

"Li xuan'er is crying."

"Li xuan'er was moved to cry."

This shout, immediately the whole audience is a sensation.

Liu Yang, who was on the rostrum, was about to read a poem when he heard a student calling Li Xuaner. He was moved to cry and his body trembled.

"Xuan'er was moved to cry. Oh, my God, I heard you right. Before I started to do it, xuan'er was moved to cry. Hahaha, she must have been moved to cry when she heard that I wrote 110 poems for her. " Liu Yang was so excited that he thought.

Liu Yang said with a cry: "xuan'er, this poem of mine is specially written for you. My poem written for you will definitely win the first prize. Then, I will give you both the trophy and the bonus, because, this is, this is your prize. At the same time, my heart also belongs to you, xuan'er, I love you."

"Wow." All the students were shouting. He was so enthusiastic.

Originally, Liu Yang did not have such a bold confession at the moment, but seeing that Li xuan'er had been moved to cry, Liu Yang immediately couldn't wait to say the above words. Liu Yang thought that he would book a hotel in advance tonight.

Li xuan'er was even more aggrieved when she saw everyone's reaction. Everyone misunderstood her as moving and crying.

Tang Zichen patted Li Xuaner on the shoulder to comfort her.

Li xuan'er cried and said, "I'm not really moved to cry. I just cry because I feel aggrieved and depressed." Li Xuaner seems to be explaining to Tang Zichen. She is afraid that Tang Zichen may misunderstand something.

Tang Zichen said with a smile: "come on, people don't know it's someone else. Can we still misunderstand the people sitting next to you? Let them be misunderstood. "

"But I'm not happy. I don't want to be written poems. He will definitely win the first prize later. He will say in public that he will give me the prize. I want to go now." Li Xuaner cried.

Tang Zichen laughed, thought about it for a while, and said, "well, I also participated in the poetry competition, and I also wrote a poem for you. In this way, if two people write poems for you, Liu Yang won't take advantage of you. How about that?"

"Really?" Li xuan'er's heart trembled.

"Of course, I haven't figured out what poems to write in the contest."

"Yes, yes." Li Xuaner nodded quickly, and Liu Yang didn't feel so aggrieved when he wrote poems for her.

On the rostrum, Liu Yang began to recite poems.

"Pro, my xuan'er, you are the cloud in the sky, you are the spring mud on the ground, you are the bird in the tree, you are the azalea in the mountain."

"Pro, my xuan'er, I'll cross the sea for you, I'll send out fragrance for you, I'll sing for you, I'll be gorgeous for you."

"Qin, my xuan'er, I dream of being with you. I dream of holding hands with you. I dream of wandering on the land of spring with you. I dream of a dream like spring. Ah, Qin, my xuan'er."

Liu Yang finished the modern poem with tears.

"Pa pa pa." There was a lot of applause at the scene, and we didn't know whether it was good or bad. Anyway, Liu Yang cried himself.

"Poof." Tang Zichen almost vomited.

"It's also called poetry? Am I behind? " In the world of Tang Zichen, poetry is not like this.

Wang Qiang said: "this is a modern poem. In fact, I can't understand it. It seems to be OK."

"I'll go." After all, Tang Zichen didn't know much about modern poetry.

The headmaster nodded and said with a smile, "yes, well, Liu Yang, go back to your seat first. Second, Li Baba, please come on

Next, one by one.

There are not many people taking part in the poetry competition. Maybe everyone is not good at it. There are only more than 30 contestants in total.

Unfortunately, Tang Zichen was ranked last.

It didn't take much time to recite the poems one by one, and soon it was Tang Zichen's turn.

Tang Zichen stepped onto the rostrum.

The whole audience talked again. Tang Zichen even took part in the poetry competition, NIMA.

Tang Zichen stood on the rostrum, holding a microphone and said, "dear students, the poem I am going to compete in is a seven character poem. Here, I also want to tell you that the poem I am going to compete in is also written for a girl. I hope the prize for my poem belongs to the girl. And that girl is Li xuan'er. "

With that, the audience Whoa, is Tang Zichen deliberately against Liu Yang?

At the moment, Liu Yang is very angry. He thinks that Tang Zichen is imitating him.Liu Yang angrily stood up and roared: "Tang Zichen, can you have your own creativity?"

"That's right. It's boring to imitate Liu Yang."

"Tang Hsiao is left with imitation."

You and I accused Tang Zichen of imitating.

Tang Zichen smile, said: "everyone, who is wordy again, careful into the hospital."

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the whole room. It was very quiet.

Tang Zichen laughs. Seeing that Tang Zichen has participated in so many competitions, these people probably forget his identity as the first villain. As soon as they threaten, no one dares to speak out.

Tang Zichen read out his poems.

"To Li xuan'er." Everlasting longing for each other,

, "the blue sky is single, the moon is blowing, the wind is dancing, and the early bird is in the air."

At this moment, Li xuan'er heard the last sentence. Her heart was beating very fast, and her face was red like a red apple.

And Liu Xiangyun, almost cried, why this poem was not written for her. Hearing everlasting longing for each other, Liu Xiangyun almost stopped crying.

"Pa pa pa." Everybody clapped. Although I didn't understand, it seemed very good.

The headmaster wrote down Tang Zichen's poem and said, "is this really written by Tang Zichen? If so, it's really talented. If you can write this poem, you must be educated. At least you can't be a scum.

The headmaster asked, "Tang Zichen, where did you copy this poem?"

Tang Zichen really wanted to kick the headmaster to death. He said he copied it.

"I copy your sister." When Tang Zichen roared, the headmaster could not help but shrink back.

"Well, Tang Zichen, go back first."

Tang Zichen went back to the grandstand, and the president began to select the top three.

At this time, Liu Yang was full of tension. Although he was not good at ancient poetry, he also felt that Tang Zichen's poetry was extraordinary.

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