Chapter 815 Study This Poem Once

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With a flick of Lin Feng's pen, he wrote this poem in Old Man Wang's lesson plan. ~~щww~suimеng~lā!

The old man Wang held it in his hand and looked at it, and couldn't help but click his tongue and praised, "What a great poem! I really didn't expect that people nowadays can write such ancient poems. Moreover, they are still students in my Wang Weimin class."

"Teacher Wang is over the award, and this is also your credit!"

He said that with a smile, but Lin Feng was right. If old man Wang hadn't made things difficult for him, he would never have thought of writing such a love poem.

"Huh? Why doesn't this poem have a name? Lin Feng, didn't you choose a name?" Old man Wang saw that what Lin Feng wrote was still the same four sentences and 28 characters he wrote, but there was no name for the poem. So he asked suspiciously.

"En! Teacher Wang, I haven't thought up the title of this poem yet! So I didn't write it down." Lin Feng replied honestly.

Upon hearing this, old man Wang became more interested, and said eagerly, "Then can I do this? Lin Feng, the teacher has the cheek to give you a name for this good poem?"

"Okay! Teacher Lao Wang is here."

Although Lin Feng didn't particularly like Old Man Wang's strange temper, he was his teacher after all, and he respected him very much.

"Then I'm not polite, Lin Feng, this poem of yours expresses your firm love for your lover. Then how about I give you an 'Oath'? An oath of everlasting oath!"

Old man Wang said cheerfully, and even imitated the young man, giving him a thumbs up for his wit.

"Oath? It's pretty good! Mr. Wang, what is the name of this poem?"

Hearing the title of the poem that Old Man Wang said, Lin Feng also nodded, thinking that it was quite appropriate, and then said with a smile, "Now, Teacher Wang, can I go back to my seat and listen to your lecture?"

"Yes! Yes! Lin Feng, please sit back quickly! The teacher also wants to thank you, writing such a good poem really opened the eyes of the teacher!"

Old man Wang has completely forgotten that when Lin Feng was late to enter the classroom, he planned to make things difficult for Lin Feng.

"madman,

You are simply too good! He can even write ancient poems, as expected of Zhang Zhen's boss! "

As soon as he returned to his seat, Zhang Zhen in the corner next to him couldn't help poking his head to flatter him.

"Come on! Zhang Zhen, I'm familiar with three hundred Tang poems, and I know it naturally. It's just a trivial skill." Lin Feng said modestly with a smile.

Xiao Nishang, who was at the same table, really said sourly at this time, "It's not that you wrote a love poem on the spot, Lin Feng, you really don't have any skills."

"Yes, yes... Crazy girl, I don't have any skills. But, tell me, how can I be considered a skill?"

Hearing that the crazy girl Xiao Nishang was against him again, Lin Feng looked at her unhappy and said.

"Lin Feng, if you also write a similar love poem and send it to me. I said you have the ability, how about it?" Xiao Nishang suddenly changed into a smiling face, blinked his eyes, and looked at Lin Feng.

"Cut! Crazy girl, why do you want me to write a poem for you? Why are you beating around the bush? Just do it... When you leave Zhi'an City some other day, how about I write a farewell poem for you?" Lin Feng said cheerfully.

"I don't want a farewell poem, Lin Feng, I also want a love poem. Like this one for Qin Yanran, you have to write one for me too."

Xiao Nishang's stubborn temper came again, and said.

"That can't be done. I have nothing to do with you. Love poems are for lovers. I can't write them for you." Lin Feng shook his head.

"What? No! I want a love poem, I don't care, Lin Feng... Anyway, you owe me a love poem, you can figure it out yourself! Hmph!"

Xiao Nishang took out his trump card again, and said with a slight smile, "Otherwise, I will..."

"Okay... Shhh! Crazy girl, can you stop being so despicable and insidious! Threatening me with this all day long, please do it... Another day I suddenly became merciful and full of emotions, so I reluctantly wrote a song How about a love poem for you?" Lin Feng had no choice but to compromise.

"What is another day? I don't care, I want it today." Xiao Nishang insisted.

"Today? Crazy girl, do you think writing poetry is farting? Say yes? No... Farting also needs to pay attention to feeling. Anyway, poetry needs inspiration, especially love poetry, which can only be written when love is strong. I can figure it out. It is absolutely impossible for you to ask me to write a poem for you immediately, even if you beat me to death, I will not be able to write it." Lin Feng also cheated.

"But didn't you write it out just now? It only took a total of tens of seconds to walk three steps." Xiao Nishang said again.

"That's different. Just now I was full of creativity and inspiration! Now my inspiration has dried up and I can't write. I can only choose another day. Whether you like it or not, I have no choice."

Lin Feng spread his hands and said.

"Hmph! That's fine! Anyway, you owe me a love poem, and you will give it to me sooner or later."

Although there is no love poem written by Ma Yaodao Lin Feng for himself, Xiao Nishang still said contentedly.

"This crazy girl is really like a sticky ointment! I can't get rid of it no matter what, she always wants to take advantage of me! Now I even need a poem..."

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly, and when he looked up at the blackboard on the podium, he was taken aback. He saw that the language teacher, old man Wang, was copying every word of the poem that Lin Feng just wrote onto the blackboard. .

"What's going on? What is old man Wang going to do again?" Lin Feng frowned, not knowing what old man Wang was going to do.

But Qin Yanran, who was sitting in the front row, was moved to the point of tears, turned her head and smiled slightly, nodded to Lin Feng, and secretly shook the phone, meaning to let Lin Feng read the text messages on the phone.

"SMS? Did Yanran send me a text message?"

Picking up the phone in a hurry, Lin Feng found that there was a text message. Just before entering the classroom, Lin Feng turned the phone to silent, so he didn't hear the notification sound of the text message.

This text message was indeed sent by Qin Yanran, which wrote

"Lin Feng, thank you. I like this poem very much. This time it is finally your token of love for me, right? I love youづ╭～"

At the end of the text message, there was a "kiss" emoji, including Qin Yanran's "I love you", which also made Lin Feng's heart melt. Qin Yanran had never expressed her love to him so clearly, it seemed that this love poem really moved her.

When Lin Feng was about to reply Qin Yanran with a nasty text message, the old man Wang on the podium finished writing the poem, and then excitedly shouted to the students below, "Students, Just now, classmate Lin Feng wrote such a good poem. Now, there are less than five minutes left, let us learn this poem by classmate Lin Feng!"

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