"Class time!"
"What are you arguing about!"
Suddenly, a stern and cold voice came from the back door.
The dean walked in with a straight face.
"Teacher Medicine, I don't mean to criticize you.”
"Although your class has improved a lot in the mid-term exam, you can't be presumptuous to your students!”
"Look, it's already class. Even if you let them relax, they can't be noisy in class!”
The director reprimanded the medicine teacher in a nagging manner.
However, just as he walked to the middle of the classroom, he suddenly saw " Flying Bird and Fish " on the blackboard!
The director looked at the " Flying Bird and Fish " on the blackboard in shock and walked over with a trembling body.
He instantly forgot the purpose of his trip.
"The furthest distance in the world…"
The department director couldn't help but read it.
After a long time, the voice fell.
The director was stunned for a long time before he slowly muttered.
"Good…good poem!"
"How can there be such a master in the world who can create such a world-famous poem?”
"Who wrote this…"
"Headmaster, this is a poem written by the class monitor of Class 7, Wu Jinghao!”
Teacher He said excitedly.
"Wu Jinghao…"
The director could not help but turn his head and look at Wu Jinghao, who was standing in the last row, in a daze.
"Are you sure?"
The director muttered in disbelief.
He really couldn't believe that such a poem that could see through the love of the world could actually be composed by a young third-year high school student.
Moreover, the other party was a bookworm who only knew how to study!
What does a bookworm know about love!
The director frowned and stared at Wu Jinghao.
"Jing Hao, tell the dean who wrote this poem!”
Wu Jinghao was stunned when he saw the director's serious expression.
"Teacher, this is my original creation!”
"Impossible!"
The director suddenly slammed the table and roared.
The director's sudden change in attitude shocked everyone.
"You're just an eighteen-year-old child who has just come of age. You're in the midst of a hazy relationship. How can you understand love so well?”
"Wu Jinghao, hurry up and tell me who wrote this poem!”
The director asked relentlessly.
"Director, this is really my original creation!”
Wu Jinghao was so angry that he wanted to laugh.
"Nonsense, nonsense!"
"Good! Then tell me the meaning of this poem!”
"If you can't say it! I'll fire you!"
The director was instantly furious. He pointed at the " Flying Bird and Fish " on the blackboard behind him.
The director's performance shocked everyone.
"Director, don't make things difficult for Wu Jinghao.”
The medicine teacher quickly helped Wu Jinghao out of the situation.
"Teacher Medicine, I hope you know your limits!”
"Although your class's results have improved this time, please remember.”
"You haven't become a full-time employee yet!"
The director didn't give the medicine teacher any face at all.
"Director, Jing Hao really didn't copy it. He wrote it himself.”
Han Fei couldn't help but stand up and say.
"Han Fei! What are you doing here!"
"Don't think that I won't punish you just because you're a new transfer student.”
"Sit down!"
The director shouted at Han Fei.
"Alright, Director."
"Since you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you!”
Wu Jinghao said calmly.
"Alright!"
"If you can prove it, don't apologize.”
"From now on, I won't take up a single class during the weekly class meeting!”
Teacher He looked at the director from the side and could not help but sigh.
As an old employee, he joined the Literature Association.
He could understand the director's feelings now.
He was someone who had been obsessed with literature all his life and wished that he could become a literary person.
When he encountered Wu Jinghao's " Flying Bird and Fish," he was extremely excited.
If an old man in his seventies or eighties had created it, the director would definitely worship it.
However, the other party was a young man who had just come of age, and his feelings had just sprouted.
No one would believe that such a young man could compose such a peerless poem.
It was not that the director did not like Wu Jinghao, nor was he targeting him.
Instead, it was a kind of obsession and immersion in literature in his heart.
Now, everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Jinghao. They wanted to see how he would explain the meaning of this poem.
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