When I was five years old, I helped my mother do test papers live, and I became popular

"Good guy, I was playing bullshit when I was young, and others were making money live broadcasting when they were young. Is this the difference between people?"

Zhang Tingting said with a sigh.

"As expected of a person who can write 'Boundless falling trees, endless Yangtze River rolling in', he never forgets to study even live broadcast."

Looking at Lin Shiqing who was doing the test paper, Ye Jiaying praised her.

"Tingting, ask grandma if those two poems were written by the female student next to her."

Ye Jiaying said.

[Little brother, help my sister to ask, "Boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling" Was it written by the young lady next to you? ]
He sent a dozen sentences in a row.

It's all lost.

There are too many comments in the live broadcast room.

"Grandma, there is no response."

Zhang Tingting said with a bitter face.

Ye Jiaying said: "Then add my name."

[I am Ye Jiaying, I would like to ask, "Boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling" was written by the young lady next to me? ]
He sent a dozen sentences in a row.

They were all wiped down.

Looking at the rocket, the comments can stay on the screen for a few seconds, and the font is large and dazzling.

Zhang Tingting gritted her teeth and fired a rocket.

["Mathematics Fairy" sent a rocket x1: Hello, I'm Ye Jiaying, I would like to ask, "Boundless fallen trees are rustling, endless Yangtze River rolling" was written by the young lady next to her? ]
Ye Xiaotian naturally saw this comment, shook his head and said, "No, I wrote it!"

[Ye Jiaying, who is it? ]
[My giao, Ye Jiaying is a famous poet in our country. He has studied poetry for decades and is a big boss.However, if this is Ye Jiaying, I’ll broadcast live and wash my hair upside down]
[Anchor hello, I'm Qin Shihuang, I'm not dead yet, as long as you give me 500 yuan, let me give you a big sword, I will make you a great general to protect the country]
[I'm so clueless, as long as the people in the live broadcast room give me 250 yuan, I will arrange for you to be a high-ranking official in the beautiful country, my card number: XXXXX...]
【I am an atomic bomb. My dream is to fly to the country of cherry blossoms. As long as the people in the live broadcast room give me one dollar each, my dream will come true】

The people in the live broadcast room had a great time, and all kinds of jokes emerged one after another.

Zhang Tingting frowned, because Ye Xiaotian stopped replying to her messages.

Mainly because I didn't see it.

Another rocket?
Brush a der.

Brush again, and eat dirt directly next month.

Ye Jiaying asked: "What's wrong?"

"There are too many comments in the live broadcast room." Zhang Tingting said with a bitter face, "The anchor can't see it."

"I'll make a call."

Ye Jiaying waved his hands.

On the paper, I found Lin Shiqing's number, Ye Jiaying called it, and asked, "Is this Lin Shiqing's classmate?"

"you are?"

Lin Shiqing asked.

Ye Jiaying smiled and said: "I am Ye Jiaying, a teacher at Qingbei University, I want to ask..."

"Dudududu!"

Before he finished speaking, the phone over there hung up.

Putting down the phone, Lin Shiqing muttered: "I finally received a scam call, it seems that I am already a little rich woman, hehe!"

Continue to do the questions.

so hard!
Feel like going bald!
"I'm a big bear, a big bear..."

There is a call.

As soon as Lin Shiqing connected, the voice from inside came back: "Student Lin, why did you hang up on me?"

"You are a fraud!"

Lin Shiqing chuckled, and said: "Your tricks are too bad. Senior Ye Jiaying is a leading figure in the poetry circle of our country. Why don't you say you are Liu Xinda?"

I am so smart!
No wonder a mathematical genius like Xiaotian was born.

"I'm already old, and I'm still cheating on a hammer. I just want to ask, did you write these two poems, 'The boundless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in'?"

Ye Jiaying said dumbfounded.

Zhang Tingting on the side had already burst into tears from laughter, and now she was covering her mouth, making small pig noises.

Unexpectedly, grandma was regarded as a fraud.

Especially when Zhang Tingting saw Lin Shiqing secretly delighted at her cleverness in the live broadcast room, she couldn't help screaming like a pig.

"I didn't write the words 'Boundless Falling Trees, Endless Yangtze River Rolling'!"

Lin Shiqing pointed Jiang Shan and said: "Hey, you are too unprofessional, why not say that I won the lottery!"

"goodbye!"

Hang up.

Continue to do questions.

"Mom, did Grandma Ye Jiaying call?"

Ye Xiaotian asked.

After she stopped writing, Lin Shiqing shook her head and said with a smile: "This is not Grandma Ye Jiaying, but a fraud."

"But fortunately, my mother is smart enough to see through this liar. Hehe, I am such a clever little ghost. This liar also asked if I wrote 'Boundless Falling Trees, Endless Yangtze River Rolling'..."

Moving the chair over, Lin Shiqing wanted to brag about how smart she was.

At this time, Ye Xiaotian said: "The boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. These two sentences are written by me."

"what?"

Lin Shiqing was confused.

"That grandma Ye Jiaying should be real, not a scam, because I have emailed her."

Ye Xiaotian told Lin Shiqing about the poetry submission.

"Dudududu!"

After listening, Lin Shiqing immediately called back.

"Professor Ye, I'm classmate Lin."

Lin Shiqing said awkwardly.

[Haha, large-scale face-slapping scene]
[Large social death scene]
[I don’t answer the phone, hey, it’s just for fun]
……

"Student Lin, why did you hang up on me again?"

Ye Jiaying asked.

"That..." Lin Shiqing blushed and said weakly, "The signal is not very good."

"Then is the signal good now?"

Ye Jiaying smiled, but did not expose her.

"Okay... okay."

Lin Shiqing calmed down, and said, "Professor Ye, what you said about 'Boundless fallen trees are rustling, and endless Yangtze River rolling in' was not written by me, but by my son."

Ye Jiaying asked suspiciously: "Is this 'son' you mentioned your own son?"

It couldn't be her own son.

Classmate Lin is only 24 or five years old. If she has a son, how old must she be?

It is impossible to write such a poem at a young age.

Possibly Jay's son.

After all, young people nowadays are very good at playing.

The day before yesterday, when she saw Zhang Tingting beating the king, she shouted to a middle-aged man, "I am mother."

And the middle-aged man shamelessly replied: "Mother plus daughter."

At that time, Ye Jiaying gave Zhang Tingting a hard lesson.

Zhang Tingting, who was beaten, said with a mournful face, "I'm talking about a woman who is a mother, not a mother!"

"It's my own son!"

Lin Shiqing replied.

Looking at the immature face on the phone screen, Ye Jiaying's face flashed with suspicion.

This child should be five or six years old!

Can you really write a poem like "Boundless fallen trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling"?