At the beginning of the game, the school flower is fooled, and 99 yuan is used to create a golden fi

Chapter 84 Classmate, your hand is not easy!

"Don't panic!"

"He finally came out!"

The moment they saw Xu Jin, a large wave of reporters surrounded him.

"Don't panic, can I ask, why did you come out so late today?"

"For this college entrance examination, how confident are you to score?"

"Also, are you single now..."

A series of questions made him not know which one to answer first?

"Don't worry, I'll answer one by one!"

"First of all, why did I come out so late today?"

"It should be that I am not like someone who handed in the papers in advance to pretend to be aggressive. The college entrance examination is an extremely sacred thing. How can I make such a naive move?"

When saying this, Xu Jin took a special look at Ou Xiaoliang.

And the other party just happened to look at him.

"Look at what?"

"It's you!"

The reporters were taken aback for a moment, the smell of gunpowder was a bit strong.

"In addition, regarding my score in the college entrance examination, it is estimated that I can get a 741 in the exam!"

"741?"

All the parents present widened their eyes.

Even though they don't know much, they still know that the full score of the college entrance examination is 750 points!
The child in front of me actually said that he would take the exam with a score of 741?
It's not that I don't believe it, but... this is simply nonsense!

A person who can sleep half of the exam also wants to get 741?

This is not an idiot eating dreams, what else could it be?
But in Ou Xiaoliang's view, what the other party said was completely angry.

One second he said he was going to take the 740 exam, and the next second the latter said he was going to take the 741 exam. This was not intentional, what else could it be?

"Pfft~"

"Killing me!"

"If you can get a score of 741, I will, I will..."

Ou Xiaoliang was dizzy from being teased, and his speech became awkward.

"You are, what are you?"

"I'll just...call you grandpa!"

"Hey, good, grandson!"

"Cao Nima! How dare you take advantage of me..."

The reporters on the side were speechless. How did the good interview turn into a bickering meeting?

At this moment, a fat man with thick framed eyes and a pot head squeezed into the crowd.

His body shape was similar to Ou Xiaoliang's, but he was much more pleasing to the eye than the latter.

"I...I can prove that "I will not panic" did not lie!"

When Xu Jin heard the sound and looked at it, he always felt a little familiar, as if he was also a student of Xinchao No. [-] Middle School.

Remembering the person's name.

unexpectedly!

The latter took a stride and stood in front of him.

"God Xu, hello!"

"I'm Zhao Yuze from Class Five, I'm so glad to see you!"

Zhao Yuze had tears in his eyes, as if he had seen some big star.

"Zhao Yuze?"

"Class five?"

Xu Jin remembered.

It turned out that the little fat man in front of him was his former classmate!
It is said that he is also from the countryside, and he is often bullied by Jiang Jiajun and his gang on weekdays.

Very few words, always love to be taciturn.

So there is hardly much contact with him!
To be able to stand up and speak out today was something Xu Jin never expected.

"God Xu, I'm your fan!"

"Especially your song "Poppy" last time, it was really well written!"

Zhao Yuze's eyes were filled with admiration for little stars.

Stop!

Do you feel weird?
It's fine if a girl shoots a heart, but what the hell is a guy?

"Families in front of the mobile phone, today we seem to have met a classmate who 'will not panic'?"

"Let's listen together. In their eyes, what kind of person is he?"

In an instant, the cameras all turned to Zhao Yuze.

"This student, please don't be shy, just say whatever you want to say!"

"In your eyes, what kind of person is your God Xu?"

At first, when the microphone was handed over, he was a little embarrassed.

But soon, he let himself go.

"Ahem, God Xu is a very important figure in our school!"

"Especially the song "Poppy" he improvised, it's amazing!"

Hearing this, the reporters present hurriedly asked: "Then do you still remember this poem? Can you read it and listen to it?"

Zhao Yuze shook his head and said, "Let's just read it..."

Everyone was disappointed.

But who knew that the latter's next sentence gave them the urge to hit someone.

"Why do you want to read it? I have memorized that poem by heart, why don't I recite it to you?"

"Okay, this student, please start your performance!"

Zhao Yuze cleared his throat and began to chant.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past.

The small building was windy last night, so the country was unbearable looking back on the moon.

The jade carving of the carved fence should still be there, only Zhu Yangai.

Asking how much you can worry, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward. "

The whole poem, under Zhao Yuze's recitation, was soul-stirring!
Especially the last sentence "It's just a river of spring water flowing eastward", he deliberately raised a tune, which can be said to hit people's hearts directly!
"Nice poem!"

"Can't believe a high school student could write this?"

In the silent scene, a Cangsang voice suddenly sounded.

next second!
The other party murmured the poem again.

Perhaps because of the years and experience, when the old man read this poem again, everyone had a different feeling in their hearts.

"What a lament for life!"

"Through the sharp contradiction between the eternity of nature and the impermanence of life, it expresses the sadness of life lost after the country's subjugation!"

"The language of the whole word is clear and clear, from asking the sky, asking people to asking yourself, there is no lack of agitated tones in the sadness!"

"This freely flowing artistic structure is really fascinating!"

Xu Jin was shocked.

He didn't expect this old man to be so extraordinary, and the content of the analysis was exactly the same as the correct answer.

Soon, someone recognized the old man.

"This is Wu Ziyao, Mr. Wu!"

"An old professor in the Huaqing Department of Chinese, who just retired the year before last."

"I heard that the old man has a profound knowledge of ancient poetry!"

"Over the years, Huaqing has always wanted him to hire him back..."

There is no one who lives nearby who does not know the latter.

"Little guy, did you write this poem?"

Wu Ziyao, who was carrying a vegetable basket in his hand, walked to Zhao Yuze's side with a kind smile on his face.

This scared Zhao Yuze quite a lot. This was the first time he had seen such a senior big shot!

The erudition emanating from his whole body made him stutter when he spoke.

"This... this poem was not written by me."

"Yes... God Xu!"

Looking in the direction the other party was pointing at, Wu Ziyao found Xu Jin in the corner.

"Student, can you tell me how you wrote this poem?"

Xu Jin replied in a daze, "It's written by hand!"

The audience was silent.

When hearing this answer, Wu Ziyao was not only not angry.

On the contrary, he said in a very joking way: "Haha, that classmate's hand is not easy!"

"I don't know this classmate, can you tell me his name and school?"

Xu Jin thought about it, and felt that it would be okay to say something, anyway, sooner or later he would know.

"Xinchao No. [-] Middle School, Xu Jin!"

"Xu Jin?"

Wu Ziyao pondered for a moment, then lost his voice and said, "You mean your name is Xu Jin?"

"Yup!"

"Hahaha, so it's you..."

(End of this chapter)