Hui and Xiao Wu, one chasing and one running, finally arrived at the arena for the literary battle.
The principal was giving an impromptu speech."In order to develop the literary talent of our school's students, the school is preparing to hold a literary competition. You can write poems, you can write articles, and as long as you can express your literary talent and personality, you can come out and compete. Alright, let's not talk about much. Let's invite our school's number one talent, second grade class one's student Tianfeng Hui, to come up and speak.”
Hui did not expect that the principal would actually ask him to go up and give a speech. Moreover, it was a sudden attack.。。He raised his head and saw the principal with a chrysanthemum like smile on his face. He then looked at the other people sitting beside the principal. He reckoned that they were some kind of leader.。。As long as there were people around, this kind of thing would always happen. He probably wanted to rely on his ashes to gain popularity and get more people to come to this academy to teach.
Hui lowered his head and muttered to himself,""Old fox." He slowly walked to the podium.
All eyes were focused on Hui, but he wasn't nervous at all. As the saying goes, the more confident and confident a person is, the less nervous and afraid they will be. Hui Yi slowly walked up to the topic.
" Cough." Hui cleared his throat. His tender voice charmed some of the women present.
"Hello, everyone. I'm Sky Wind Gray. You can call me Gray, or Senior Gray. Literature is a good thing to cultivate our temperament, culture, and language. Read more books. Reading can cultivate our sentiments and enrich our knowledge. If there's anything in the books that you don't know, you can ask me. I will answer unconditionally.”
With that, there was a round of applause.
When Hui heard the enthusiastic applause from below, he could not help but feel a little speechless. When I was talking, I was disgusted by what I said. I didn't expect you to think so well of me. So excited, is the applause so worthless now?
"How about, number one scholar, you write a poem?”The principal's words came again.
Hui lowered his head and didn't answer. He was thinking about what poem to plagiarize.
However, the principal did not know what Hui was thinking. He thought that Hui would not agree and began to jeer. He said to the audience,"How about letting the number one scholar of the academy write a poem to broaden our horizons?”
It had to be said that the principal's jeering skills were absolutely first-class, and he had cheated the hearts of many young people.
"Scholar, come one, come one!”The cheers grew louder and louder
"Alright then. This poem of mine is about the girl I love. Life and death are inseparable, and Zicheng is happy. I'll hold your hand and grow old with you." Ashes finished chanting slowly.
The people present did not seem to understand what it meant. It was something ancient.。They didn't understand…
"What do you mean by 'child'?”The principal said awkwardly. As the principal of a school, he actually didn't understand what the poem meant.。How awkward.
Hui covered his forehead and said helplessly,""It seems that no one understands the meaning of this poem. Forget it, I'll start again.”
Fainty clouds play tricks, flying stars spread hate, silver river far away dark crossing.
When the golden wind and jade dew met, they surpassed countless people in the world.
Gentle as water, the wedding day is like a dream, bear to look at the magpie bridge return road.
If the love between the two is long, how can it be morning and evening?
"So wet, so wet." The principal took the lead in clapping. From time to time, he would let out a sound of praise. He was also shocked in his heart. Was this really a poem that a student from a junior academy could write?
Below the stage, there was a round of applause. One of the little girls was especially enthusiastic. Her small hands were clapping quickly, and her little face was red from excitement.
In another corner of the stage, Tang Xin looked at the handsome figure on the stage. Her pretty face, which was hidden under the cold mask, blushed, and her heart felt like it was beating wildly.
"Brother Hui, is this song for me?”Tang Xin muttered in a low voice. The redness on her face deepened again. The temperature on her face seemed to be able to melt the mask on her face.
"Sky wind grey ~" The craze below grew stronger and stronger. Grey's reputation in the academy's humanities had already reached its peak. He had recited a poem that even the principal did not understand, yet the poem he recited had been praised by the principal repeatedly. This was something that would have never happened anywhere else. He had created one miracle after another.
In the future, Hui would have another number one.
Prestige Rankings-1st (The boy who created countless miracles)）
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