My wife is not a demon

Mr. Li said: "A few days ago, Mr. Ruan gave his students a problem to write a poem about poultry, and that girl Zhang Jinxuan wrote a poem, do you know?"

"I know, it's "Ode to the Goose"."

Chen Mu nodded.

Mr. Li's eyes were burning: "We asked that girl who wrote this poem, but that girl said you wrote it."

At this time, the others were also staring at Chen Mu.

Faced with this pair of gazes full of eagerness to find out, Chen Mu did not change his expression, shrugged and said, "Sir, I think so."

"We both know you didn't write this poem."

Mr. Li asked with a firm tone, "But the source of this poem comes from you, so we want to know... where did this poem come from."

Dude, do I just look so uneducated?

Just deny that I wrote it?

Chen Mu was very upset.

He raised his eyebrows solemnly: "To tell you the truth, gentlemen, I did not write this poem, but a Taoist priest."

"Taoist priest?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Chen Mu smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, about half a month ago, I went to Donglin Township to investigate a case, and when I crossed the river, I happened to be on the same boat with a Taoist priest. We chatted for a long time and got on good terms, and the Taoist priest chanted I wrote down a few poems."

After listening to what Chen Mu said, everyone remained silent for a long time.

To be honest, they still believed Chen Mu's words, after all, the other party didn't need to waste their time talking nonsense here.

And he looks so handsome, so he doesn't look like a lying child.

Mr. Li asked again: "What is the name of the Taoist priest, does Chen Butou know?"

wipe?

You really believe it.

Chen Mu was a little dumbfounded.

He coughed, and made it up casually: "The Taoist claimed to be—nameless."

nameless!

When everyone heard it, their expressions were different.

After a long time, Mr. Li caressed his five long beards gently, and said with emotion: "No name... No name... It's no wonder that a person who is so detached from the common world can write such indifferent poems."

Others also nodded.

Chen Mu was speechless.

Are you all without IQ?

Sure enough, nerds are the best at cheating, because they can make up their own brains.

"Chen Butou..."

Mr. Li had a look of expectation on his face, and his eyes were burning like torches, "The unknown Taoist priest, has he ever recited other poems?"

"Is this..."

Chen Mu didn't say it at first, but when he saw that everyone was looking forward to it, he rolled his eyes and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

Since these people believe it, why not...

He pretended to be thinking hard, then slapped his head suddenly: "Yes!"

Have! ?

When everyone heard it, their eyes lit up instantly.

It was as if a group of hungry wolves had seen their prey and wanted to pounce on them and dig out the memories in Chen Mu's mind.

"Do you still remember Catcher Chen?"

Repressing his excitement, Mr. Li hurriedly asked.

"I don't remember many, but there are a few." Chen Mu smiled sheepishly.

"Quickly read it!"

Someone in the crowd can't wait to urge.

Urge your horses!

I haven't figured out which one to copy yet.

Chen Mu rolled his eyes inwardly.

He raised his chin slightly, and turned his head to the sky at a 45-degree angle. The afterglow of the morning fell on his face, and some female students looked at the peach blossoms in the distance.

For a while, he really couldn't think of which song to copy, so Chen Mu simply released the nuclear bomb.

"The past does not see the ancients, and the future does not see the coming."

"When I think about the long distance between the world and the earth, I feel so sad and weep!"

Chapter 61 Blood Moon Peak!

Silence!

It was as if the air had been pulled out, and it had fallen into an absolute vacuum.

All the people present are like sculptures.

Freeze.

One by one held their breath.

Although these gentlemen were full of expectations that the 'unknown' Taoist priest could create a few more masterpieces, they never thought it would be so terrifying.

'The ancients are not seen in the past, and the newcomers are not seen in the future. '

"Remembering the long distance between heaven and earth, I feel sad and tearful alone!" '