Chapter 267： 张 extra posts

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The quiet in the class was even a little weird ... including Tan Xiaonan himself.

Zhang Yu is a genius, and everyone in the class knows that he has achieved great results across the literary and artistic circles. But what people in the class did not expect was that Zhang Yu was so genius so exaggerated. The creation of poems is not so simple. People who have done it also know the kind of rummaging feeling of sitting up and thinking hard.

How could anyone in the world want to write and write, it would be great to write, and one song is more exaggerated than the other. This is simply unthinkable. Everyone at work was shocked by Zhang Yu's genius. Even Ge Wenhui himself felt powerless for a while ... Compared to Zhang Yu, he was just in the sky and heaven, let alone a lifetime, it was ten lifetimes, a hundred lifetimes, and he couldn't expect it to happen.

Zhang Yu saw that the room was a little weird ... Frowning: "What's wrong with you! Why is it so quiet." Between talking, he looked at Tan Xiaonan again and said, "How about Tan Xiaonan! You are not satisfied with this poem." ? "

Tan Xiaonan sighed, "Don't you say I'm not satisfied! Then I'm too crazy. I'm very satisfied! That's it."

...

"Leader! You write a song for me too!"

"I want it too! Write me another song!"

"And me! And me!"

...

There was a crowd in the class, and Zhang Yu was asked to write a song for himself. It can also be said that everyone has a feeling that after reading Zhang Yu's poems, what he wrote should not have been posted just now.

Zhang Yu did not refuse to come. He wrote more than thirty songs in one breath. How can he say that he is also a bull with a backing of 300 Tang poems? However, Zhang Yu's one-stop creative behavior made the people in the class numb and speechless. Almost everyone has a feeling that there is not no genius in the world, but you have never seen it. When a real genius stands in front of you, anyone who wants to challenge is full of weakness ... because beside the sun, any embellishment of the stars is meaningless.

Zhang Yu got all the people in need and uploaded these poems. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay! You're all set. That's it!"

Su Qianqian was speechless at this time, saying: "Can you do it, Zhang Yu! I think you have written too much and are numb. You haven't written it yet!"

Hahahahaha! The whole class heard a laugh and became a ball.

Then Zhang Yu remembered it, and he dared to work hard for half a day. Said: "Oh! Yeah! Why did I forget me! What should I write? If I have! I'll write this." After that, he got up and wrote "Juvenile Sorrow" on the blackboard. , Fall in love with the floors. Fall in love with the floor, to express sorrow for the new words. Today, the sense of sorrow is full of worries. I still have no time to talk, but I feel that the sky is cool for a good autumn.

After Zhang Yu wrote, he said, "I'll do this!"

The people in the class looked at the words on the blackboard and started to talk to each other ... it seemed quite controversial.

Fang Shuxing said: "Squad leader, although you wrote this is great. But it is not too biting! If it is sent up, you can't cause trouble!"

Zhao Zhijun said: "What a curse! Is there still a word prison! Let us not talk!"

Li Jie said: "No! I think it's fine. The word" Boss "is very deep, and it can let those veteran comrades who are always looking for us trouble to look at. Don't make up all these useless games a day, we still think we are not enough Tired! "

Wu Jie said, "Li Jie is right! I support you, boss, you just post this."

"Yes! Me too."

"Well written!"

"We all support you!"

For a moment, there was a constant response ...

Su Qianqian said: "I don't see it well! Although this word is well written, it obviously contradicts the big policy of the game and can be brushed off. Or you can write another one! In case you are Brush it down, don't you have a chance? "

Tan Xiaonan also said: "I think Qianqian is right! Zhang Yu, because of your literary talent, ca n’t learn fatty day by day. Some of them are so cynical! It ’s better to be positive.”

When the fat man heard the words and rolled his eyes, he said nothing ... In fact, in his heart, he agreed now.

Lu Zhiquan said: "Boss, the deputy and member Tan are also right. If you are such a genius! If there is any reason in the world if it is brushed down."

Ha ha ha ha ha! The people in the class smiled. At the same time, I feel that if Zhang Yu is brushed down, the style of this game will be too low.

Zhang Yuwenyan smiled and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if I can choose! Nor can I say that I can't do it because I can't choose. You can say yes!"

Hehehehe! The whole class smiled collectively.

"That's it! I'm here, I won't change it." Zhang Yu decided to write his poems on paper, then typed them into the computer, sent an email, and successfully submitted the manuscript.

Zhang Yu sorted out the manuscripts on the table and arranged them neatly, which was the complete political task.

In the afternoon, Han Shaoli first finished her class and came to class 12. After entering the room, she looked at Su Qianqian and said, "Su Qianqian, has your class submission been completed?"

Su Qianqian said: "It's done! Teacher Han. It's on the podium!"

Han Shaoli did not expect class 12 to be quite fast. I thought that I might not get it now. She nodded with satisfaction, came to the podium, turned over the manuscript on the table ... Soon, she was more and more surprised, and then almost stunned.

real or fake! This is written by class twelve? The level is actually so high! It's more than a hundred streets to dump your class. No, you can't put them together! It's simply heaven and earth.

Han Shaoli looked surprised for a long time before she looked up and said, "Su Qianqian! These are all contributions from your class?"

"Yeah!" Su Qianqian said.

"How did your class write so well!" Han Shaoli heard the answer, and turned over the manuscript in surprise: "I didn't expect it! Your poem level is so high. It makes me dare not Believe!"

Ha ha ha ha ha! The whole class certainly knew what was going on. Instead, smile collectively! No one has revealed the mystery.

Wu Jie said with a loud voice: "Mr. Han! It can be seen from this poetry competition that the cultural heritage of our class is usually seriously underestimated. This competition, under the leadership of the monitor, we took out our full strength It can also be said that it is the hard work and meditation that make these works now. In case we enter the next round! Is there a reward in school? "(To be continued.)