Chapter 809

Brush!

With a stroke of his pen, Lin Feng wrote this poem in old man Wang's teaching plan.

Old man Wang took it in his hand and couldn't help admiring it: "what a poem! It's really unexpected that people today can write such ancient poems. Moreover, I am still a student in Wang Weimin's class. "

"Mr. Wang is flattered. This is also your credit!"

With a smile on his mouth, Lin Feng was not wrong. If old man Wang hadn't made trouble, he wouldn't have thought of writing such a love poem.

"Eh? Why doesn't this poem have a name? Lin Feng, didn't you choose a name? " Old man Wang saw that Lin Feng still wrote the four 28 words he wrote, but there was no name of the poem, so he asked suspiciously.

"Yes! Miss Wang, I haven't thought out the title of this poem yet! So I didn't write it down. " Lin Feng replied honestly.

As soon as he heard this, old man Wang became interested and said itchily, "is that ok? Lin Feng, the teacher has the cheek to give you a name for this good poem? "

"All right! Then there is Mr. Lao Wang. "

Although Lin Feng doesn't particularly like old man Wang's strange temper, after all, he is his own teacher and he still respects him very much.

"You're welcome, Lin Feng. Your poem expresses your firm love for your lover. Then how about I take you an 'oath of alliance'? An oath of alliance! "

Old man Wang said happily. He even looked like a young man and thumbed up a praise for his own wit.

"An oath? Very good! Miss Wang, this poem is called the oath of alliance! "

Hearing the title of the poem said by old man Wang, Lin Feng also nodded, felt very appropriate, and then smiled and said, "now, Mr. Wang, can I go back to my seat and listen to you?"

"Yes! sure! Lin Feng, sit back quickly! The teacher also wants to thank you for writing such a good poem, which really opened the teacher's eyes! "

Old man Wang has completely forgotten that when Lin Feng was late to enter the classroom, he planned to make Lin Feng difficult.

"Madman, you are so awesome! He can even write ancient poems. He is really my boss Zhang Zhen! "

As soon as he got back to his seat, Zhang Zhen in the corner couldn't help but poke his head to flatter.

"Come on! Zhang Zhen, I'm familiar with 300 Tang poems. I can do it naturally. It's just a small skill. " Lin Feng smiled and said modestly.

As a deskmate, Xiao nishang said bitterly at this time: "it's just that you played on the spot and wrote a love poem. Lin Feng, you really don't have any ability."

"Yes... Crazy girl, I'm not good at it. But tell me what you can do. "

Hearing that the crazy girl Xiao nishang was against himself, Lin Feng looked at her unhappily and said.

"Lin Feng, if you write a similar love poem for me. I said, "you have the ability, okay?" Xiao nishang suddenly changed a smiling face, blinked and looked at Lin Feng.

"Cut! Crazy girl, if you want me to write a poem for you, just say it! Why beat around the Bush, ok... When you leave Zhi'an another day, I'll write you a farewell poem. How about it? " Lin Feng said happily.

"I don't want farewell poems, Lin Feng. I also want love poems. Just like this "oath of alliance" for Qin Yanran, you have to write one for me. "

Xiao nishang's stubborn temper came up again and said.

"That won't work. I have nothing to do with you. Love poems are for lovers. I can't write them for you. " Lin Feng shook his head.

"What? no way! I want love poems. I don't care, Lin Feng... Anyway, you owe me a love poem. You can do it yourself! Hum! "

Xiao nishang took out her killer mace again, smiled and said, "otherwise, I'll tell you about you and teacher Xu..."

"Get... Shh! Crazy girl, can you stop being so mean and insidious! All day long, you threaten me with this, ok... Another day, I suddenly have compassion. My feelings are overflowing. How about writing a love poem for you? " Lin Feng had to compromise.

"What is another day? I don't care. I want it today. " Xiao nishang insisted.

"Today? Crazy girl, are you farting when you write poetry? Say yes? No... you should pay attention to the feeling when farting. Anyway, writing poetry needs inspiration, especially love poetry, which can only be written when it is strong. You want me to write a song for you right away. It's absolutely impossible. Even if you kill me, I can't write it. " Lin Feng also lied.

"But didn't you just write it out? It only took dozens of seconds and three steps. " Xiao nishang said again.

"That's different. Just now, it was just a spring of thought and inspiration! Now my inspiration has dried up and I can't write it. I can only do it another day. Whether you like it or not, I can't help it. "

Lin Feng spread his hand and said.

"Hum! All right! Anyway, you owe me a love poem. You'll give it to me sooner or later. "

Although there was no love poem written by Lin Feng immediately, Xiao nishang said contentedly.

"This crazy girl is really like a sticky plaster! I can't get rid of it. I always want to take advantage of me! Now even a poem... "

Lin Feng shook his head reluctantly, and then looked up at the blackboard on the podium, but he was startled. He saw that old man Wang, the Chinese teacher, was copying every word of the poem Lin Feng had just written on the blackboard.

"What's going on? What is old man Wang going to do? " Lin Feng frowned and wondered what old man Wang was going to do.

Qin Yanran, who was sitting in the front row, was moved to tears. She turned back and smiled, nodded to Lin Feng, and secretly shook her mobile phone, which meant to let Lin Feng read mobile phone messages.

"SMS? Did you send me a text message? "

He hurried to pick up his mobile phone. Lin Feng found that a text message came as expected, because Lin Feng muted his mobile phone just before entering the classroom, so he didn't hear the prompt sound of the text message.

This message was indeed sent by Qin Yanran. It said:

"Thank you, Lin Feng. I like this poem very much. Can it be regarded as a token of love you gave me this time? Love you

At the end of the message, there was a text expression of flying a kiss, including Qin Yanran's sentence "love you", which also made Lin Feng's whole heart crisp. Qin Yanran has never shown her love to him so clearly. It seems that this love poem really moved her.

When Lin Feng was about to reply to Qin Yanran's disgusting text message, old man Wang on the podium finished writing this poem, and then shouted to the students below excitedly: "students, just now Lin Feng wrote such a good poem. Now, there are less than five minutes left. Let's learn this poem by Lin Feng! "