When the two of them returned to the classroom, Wu Jinghao noticed that the medicine teacher and Mr. He were both standing on the podium.
Did I go out with Han Fei and make the teacher angry?
That's impossible. Isn't this class break?
Could something have happened?
She saw that Wu Jinghao had already returned.
The medicine teacher and Teacher He were delighted and quickly went to Wu Jinghao.
It was over…It seemed like he had really gotten into trouble.
Wu Jinghao was stunned when he saw the two of them walking over aggressively.
could it
The teacher knew that he liked Han Fei?
Wu Jinghao looked at Han Fei as if he was ready to die.
Then, under Han Fei's puzzled gaze, he walked over.
"Teacher, I admit it!"
"Ah?"
"Ah?"
The medicine teacher and teacher He were instantly dumbfounded.
"Hmm? Didn't I do something wrong?"
When Wu Jinghao saw that the two teachers were in a daze, he was also stunned.
"What is it!"
"Jinghao, are you sure you wrote that essay yourself?”
When the two of them arrived at Class 7, they realized that Wu Jinghao was not there, so they searched for the song " Flying Bird and Fish " on the Internet.
However, the results showed that there was no content of this poem on the Internet at all.
In other words!
This poem was either composed by Wu Jinghao himself or written by one of his friends!
"Teacher, this is my original creation!”
Wu Jinghao said firmly.
Haha, the life of a plagiarist.
It was so dull and boring ~
"Medicine teacher…is there a problem with Wu Jinghao's essay?”
Han Fei asked worriedly.
"Haha, nothing happened.”
"Wu Jinghao. I'll ask you one last time."
"Are you sure you composed this poem yourself?”
The medicine teacher stared into Wu Jinghao's eyes and asked.
"I'm sure!"
Wu Jinghao nodded firmly.
"Good!"
The medicine teacher suddenly laughed.
Then, she walked onto the two channels and took out Wu Jinghao's essay.
He began to copy the words on the blackboard.
"Go back and have a seat, Jing Hao."
Mr. He said gently to Wu Jinghao with a kind face.
Wu Jinghao was a little confused as he brought Han Fei back to his seat.
"Cough cough, students, look up.”
The teacher coughed lightly and pointed at the blackboard.
"The poem on the blackboard was composed by our class monitor, Wu Jinghao!”
Everyone was stunned and looked at Wu Jinghao in shock.
Although they did not understand the meaning of this poem.
However, just looking at the format was enough to shock them.
Especially Han Fei.
After being stunned for a long time, he couldn't help but mutter.
"Flying bird and fish…"
"Next. I would like to ask Wu Jinghao a favor.”
The medicine teacher stared at Wu Jinghao.
"Teacher, just say it."
The medicine teacher looked at Teacher He and said slowly.
"Your language teacher, Teacher He.”
"He's a member of our city's cultural association!”
"And Wu Jinghao's 'Flying Bird and Fish'"
"After careful consideration by Teacher He, he is prepared to submit this poem.”
"If nothing unexpected happens, this poem will most likely appear in the next youth literature newspaper!”
As soon as he said this, the entire class erupted into an uproar.
"The class monitor is too amazing!"
"Youth Literature News. Ouyang Feifan once published an article there.”
"The class monitor is much more powerful than Ouyang Feifan!”
"It's just a poem. What's so arrogant about it?"
Ma Juntao said disdainfully as he lay on the chair.
"Oh?"
"Ma Juntao, you mean to say that…”
"Isn't Wu Jinghao's 'Flying Bird and Fish'?”
When Teacher He heard Ma Juntao's disdainful tone, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Ma Juntao as he smiled.
He was able to enter the Literature Association and become a member.
Not only did he have a strong literary ability, but he also had a fanatical love for literature.
Now, Ma Jun Tao actually looked down on this stunning poem.
He was instantly unhappy.
"Ma Juntao, it seems that you are not satisfied with my essay.”
"I think you haven't memorized enough ancient poems. Your literary cultivation isn't enough."
Wu Jinghao looked at Ma Juntao with a smile.
All of a sudden, the tragic memories of being taught in the gymnasium flooded Ma Juntao's mind.
"Ah, no, no!"
"How would I dare to not accept it!"
"Class monitor, your writing is really great!”
Ma Juntao immediately cowered.
He did not want to memorize the text anymore!
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Wu Jinghao smiled in satisfaction.
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