Urban Super Cultivation

"What? Pharaoh, you, you, you... Don't brag! Such a level of seven-character ancient style, could it be written by the "Mao" boy in your class? This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! If you say you write Maybe I can barely convince myself to believe it, but if it was written by those seventeen or eighteen-year-old'Mao' kids in your class, I didn't believe it!"

Hearing that Old Man Wang said it was a poem written by his classmates, Old Man Lu was disbelieving and retorted. ｛Щww{suimеng][lā}

"Hey! Old Lu, don't believe it. Do you know Lin Feng? He wrote the full score of the mock test. This kid is my "fine" heart. I teach it and use it first. This song I just instructed him to write the poems in the language class. How about? Are you convinced? Still claiming to be an ancient expert all day long, and I haven’t seen any of your students who can write poems of this level?"

The more he saw Old Man Lu's disbelief, the more he showed off proudly. It's as if this poem by Lin Feng was really written under his guidance.

"Don't believe it! Don't believe it! Pharaoh, you must have a bottom line for bragging! This poem must have been written by a famous ancient poet. Don't fool me. Today I can admit that it is a poem by myself. Not enough, but I would never believe that this poem was written by your Wang Weimin student."

The stubborn Old Man Lu and Old Man Wang had been fighting in the office for so many years, and they knew him very well, so he didn't believe that Wang Weimin could teach such a talented student.

"Why not? Lao Lu, today! I tell you, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it. Now it is estimated that this poem by Lin Feng has been spread by our classmates. I lie to you What are you doing? Hey!"

Old man Wang said with a look of excitement, "And I got the name of this poem!"

At this time, several language teachers next to me, a few who often follow Yitieba, one of the young Teacher Huang immediately stared and yelled, "Teacher Lu, it’s true. There was a lot of noise in Tieba. Because of this poem by Lin Feng."

"Haha! Lao Lu, did you hear me? Will my Lao Wang deceive you with this kind of thing? I told you that this poem was written by Lin Feng and it was written by Lin Feng under my guidance." The old man Wang said happily.

"Tsk tusk! It's really unbelievable. Lin Feng has such a high level of academic attainment. Not only does he write impressively, but he also writes poetry?"

With the evidence in front of him, Old Man Lu had to admit, "Pharaoh, you taught a good student! I didn’t accept you before, but today I have to say because of Lin Feng’s poem. Conquer!"

"Haha! You're welcome, you're welcome. Lao Lu, this is Lin Feng's comprehension's good nature. I will call him a little bit, and he can write such a level of poetry. Another day, I will let other students write. A few songs for you to see..."

The proud old man, the cowhide is getting bigger and bigger.

The teacher Huang who read the post bar just now added strangely, "Teacher Wang, it's not right! How come the post from the students in the post bar said in person that it doesn’t seem to be the poem written by Lin Feng under your guidance? Did you make it difficult for Lin Feng to write poems because Lin Feng was late?"

"What? Lao Wang, haha! It turns out that you didn't teach this poem? You forced it out. Tsk tsk, what kind of skill is this? This is Lin Feng's own talent! You still have it! I am ashamed to get it in front of me and brag about it?

When he heard this, Old Man Lu couldn't help but laugh.

But the old man Wang blushed and said arrogantly, "What's wrong with'forcing'?'Forcing' is also a way! You old Lu has the ability, and you have to'force' out such a song from the students in your class. Is the poem coming?"

"Lao Wang, you are arrogant. I have never seen you show off like this. I was still embarrassed by Lin Feng just now, and in a blink of an eye you can show off the poems written by Lin Feng. Are you shameless?" Old man Lu Also speechless.

"What is embarrassment? I was a test for my students. Hey! Old Lu, you! Although you have rich teaching experience, I admit that your professional level is good, but your brain is a stick and you don’t know how to keep up with the times. And create some clever methods to'stimulate' the students' potential!"

The old man Wang's cheeks were really thick, and he still said triumphantly.

"I can't tell you the old stubbornness, but...this poem is really'very' good. Old Wang, you can teach Lin Feng such a talented and good student, you really have cultivated it in a few lifetimes. What a blessing!"

Shaking his head, Old Man Lu lowered his head again and read this poem written by Lin Feng carefully from beginning to end, still full of praise.

The early class soon ended. Many students from other classes even took advantage of the time between classes to make a special trip to the third grade class to read a poem written by Lin Feng on the blackboard. After seeing this song in the other three classes, the teachers of Keren couldn't bear to erase it, so they kept it on the blackboard.

Jingle Bell!

At the end of the last class, Qin Yanran, who was touched by Lin Feng’s confession poem, was not shy and twisted this time, she walked openly in front of Lin Feng, smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to invite Qianqian. Lin Feng said, "Lin Feng, shall we go to the cafeteria for dinner? I invite you today, thank you for sending me the poem."

"Okay! Yanran, this poem should have been given to you long ago. About the bracelet~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don't be angry, I didn't intend to give you the bracelet as a gift of affection from the beginning. A poem can barely be regarded as a gift for you. I hope you don’t feel too shabby."

Seeing Qin Yanran with a sweet smile, Lin Feng's heart was also warm, especially thinking that Qin Yanran actually dared to stand up and question Old Man Wang in order to speak for herself today. This courage was enough to move Lin Feng. Of it.

"It's not shabby! Lin Feng, as long as you give me gifts, I like them all, I want them all, and they will all be well hidden." Qin Yanran said with a smile, and then looked enviously at all the classmates. Next, holding Lin Feng's hand to the school cafeteria.

"Ah ah ah ah... Lin Feng, Qin Yanran, can you two pay a little attention to my feelings! So showing affection in front of me, you know that it has caused me 10,000 points of harm!"

Xiao Nishang, who was regarded as air by Lin Feng and Qin Yanran, sat in such a position and watched them chatting there. He deeply felt the sadness of a single dog, and his heart made a sour voice.

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