boys' feelings are always poetry

23.

"Are there any students who want to perform?" the instructor asked.

Song Yu sat back to his spot in despair, thinking that this scene was embarrassing for a while, how could someone come up to perform?But from other perspectives, there will never be a show worse than Song Yu's jokes.

Lu Jixue raised his hand.

The atmosphere freezes.

Regardless of whether the squad leader performed well or not, the applause rang out first. This is the minimum respect for the people's public servants. If you don't want to be put on duty on Friday, you'd better do it this way.As we all know, Friday is the day to change seats collectively. Some garbage that has been hidden for a week and sundries that you don’t want to take away will be thrown on the ground. It is impossible to personally supervise the students on duty and want to escape.

"Squad leader, what show do you want to perform?"

"Poetry recitation."

Ah? ? ?

There was an uproar.

Song Yu was thinking, if the person who answered the poem and recited it was not the squad leader, the unscrupulous people in the audience would have yelled "Go down, go down", and then threw five hundred baskets of rotten eggs and one hundred rotten cabbage leaves.

But for the face of three years of study and life, everyone applauded and applauded, "You are indeed the class leader! You really are a dragon and a phoenix! You are a dragon and a phoenix!"

Lu Jixue lowered his head slightly, brewing his feelings.

"This is a poem by the famous frontier poet Wang Changling. The whole poem expresses the poet's hope that the country will soon quell the frontier war and the people will live a stable and happy life."

After Lu Jixue finished explaining seriously, he began to recite a poem that was as emotionless as an intelligent robot

"In the Qin Dynasty, the moon was bright and the Han Dynasty was at the pass, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned."

"But let Longcheng Fei be there, and don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan."

good! ! ! !

There was thunderous applause.

Fang Zhihui said, I can be cool, but the monitor's poem recitation can't be cool!Every word of the monitor is powerful!This is the power of knowledge!

"Wait, there's another poem."

Song Yu was about to die laughing, but in view of his consciousness as a commoner in the fifth class, he would rather suffocate to death than laugh at the class leader.

"Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring."

"May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

it is good! ! !

Song Yu was the first to applaud, yes class leader, this talent show is worse than his own joke, after listening to the class leader's poem recitation, can anyone think of his own joke that no one laughs even though it's not weird?Praise!

The instructor was silent and reflected.

Where is the problem in this part?

24.

The afternoon training is over soon.

Song Yu packed up his things and took the second-line car home with Fang Zhihui. There were still many people on the second-line car today, so crowded that Song Yu's feet flew into the air, like ghosts floating in the air. Every time someone got off the bus, Song Yu would Float back three to five centimeters.

Back home, when Song's mother asked about the school, Song Yu remembered that he was punished by the head teacher to write the school motto twenty times.

So after dinner, Song Yu sat down at the desk with a sad face, picked up two black ballpoint pens and started copying.

Not long after copying, someone Didi him on QQ.

Lu Jixue added you as a friend through Huaishi No. [-] Middle School, Class No. [-], Class No. [-].

Shocked, Song Yu quickly put down the ballpoint pen and clicked to confirm.

Lu Jixue: You don't need to copy the penalty for writing.

Song Yu:? ? ?

Song Yu: Good evening, monitor!

Song Yu: Did the monitor eat tonight?

Song Yu: I can eat Kung Pao Chicken!Sugared version!And canned strawberries!

Lu Jixue: ...

Lu Jixue: Stop copying.

Song Yu: How do you know I'm copying?

Song Yu: The squad leader is a god!

Song Yu: I copied it with two ballpoint pens!

Lu Jixue: The teacher in charge asked me to collect your penalty for writing tomorrow. I said you just pay it. She won't read it, so you don't have to copy it.

Song Yu:? ? ?

Song Yu: The squad leader is so powerful!

Song Yu: Thank you, squad leader!Then I'm going to play games quack quack!

Lu Jixue: ...

Lu Jixue: ...

Lu Jixue: What game?

Song Yu: It's "Xi Huang Tai Yi vs. Zombie Taoist Priest"!A fairy game!Very fun!

Lu Jixue: I don't like playing games.

Song Yu: ...

Song Yu: Then I'm going to play games!Do not disturb your study! 886!

Song Yu quickly forked out the dialog box, for fear that Lu Jixue would let himself finish writing the punishment if he became impatient.

"Does Son Fang play games?" Song Yu sent a message.

Soon, Fang Zhihui replied, "What a fart, have you finished writing?"

Song Yu smiled and told Fang Zhihui exactly what happened just now.

There was silence for a while.

"Brother Song, I think this matter is strange, it may be fraudulent!"

"Cheat what?"

"Think about it, what if the head teacher read it in person, the head teacher can completely shirk responsibility, saying that the head teacher changed his mind temporarily, and you, if you don't pay the penalty, you will be miserable!"

Song Yu thought about it for a while, "Damn, Brother Fang, what you said makes sense! I really can't see it, you are quite a big man, and you are quite thoughtful!"

"Of course, my mother is sitting in the living room watching some spy war drama "I am Undercover: 1234"!"

"Then I will continue to copy! Anyway, there is not much, I will finish copying in a while with two pens!"

"Hurry up and copy. After copying, go to Tencent Weibo and interact with me! I only have seventeen fans now!"

Song Yu didn't answer him, he was writing vigorously, using the two pens flexibly and with ease.