Vol 2 Chapter 263: Youth poetry contest

Li Yunliang can continue to sneak up regardless of those... No matter how Li Yunliang is a person, he is still quite serious in teaching. Almost every specific problem that occurred in each student in the last semester was detailed and commented on by a single name. They are also reminded that this semester must solve the problems they have raised, or they will never have a good fruit.
Li Yunliang said for a long time, looked at Zhang Yu, said: "Zhang Yu! I finally talked about you. Zhang Yu I talked, you heard no, look at your eyes, I said you sleep again."
Of course, Zhang Yu didn't fall asleep, just dozing off, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes.
Li Yunliang said: "Zhang Yu! I solemnly ask you one thing, one thing. I usually do whatever you want, what do you love, what do you do. I don't care! I will ask you one thing! I I am bothering you and learning English well. I will not give me the entire English for this semester. Good! For the last semester, I almost did not raise the English teacher in the whole school year. I started to know what I asked the ancient director of the Academic Affairs Office! If you come here again, I will not go out without a mask. So I am pleased! Good? Come up!"
Zhang Yuwen nodded and said: "No problem, Teacher Li! You can rest assured!"
Li Yunliang nodded and looked at the whole class. He said: "Now it is self-study! Han teacher who teaches Chinese! There are important things to say to you. That Su Qianqian, you are responsible for classroom discipline. Wait for Teacher Han!

Li Yunliang explained the matter and got up and left the classroom.
When Li Yunliang left, the room began to sound awkward again... No school started anyway, and now it is more relaxed.
After a while, a footstep was far and near... The people in the class didn't talk and looked at the door.
Han Shaoli, the language teacher, walked into the classroom and came to the front of the podium. "Good classmates!"
"Teacher is good!" The class responded in unison.
Han Shaoli said: "Classmates! I have an important thing to announce now. The Municipal Education Bureau will issue a notice and will hold the 'National Youth Poetry Creation Competition\\\' in the Cultural and Sports Center of the city next month. In response to traditional culture Excavation and innovation, in order to reflect the positive enthusiasm of young people in our city. The Municipal Education Bureau requires that every student above junior high school in the city must participate in the election of the competition. At the same time, each student must be submitted at least one. Poetry, of course, it is best to contribute three copies. I have a request and regulations about this competition, and you will take a look at it later. Now I will form a temporary supervision team for this competition, by the team leader and the deputy group. Long is responsible for the submission of your class. Finally, it is unified into data and handed it to me. I will say it again, everyone must submit at least once. I heard no!"
"Hear it!" The whole class was weak and powerless.
Han Shaoli nodded and said: "I will say once again, everyone must submit the manuscript according to the requirements of the documents. If the staff does not perform it seriously, the Academic Affairs Office will seriously deal with it. This supervision team, team leader, Zhang Yu. Deputy leader Su Qianqian and Ge Wenhui. The three teams in charge of this competition are responsible for the three of you. The three of you must give me the basic information submitted by everyone, and finally give me feedback so that I can register."
The three men nodded at the same time...
Han Shaoli said: "Okay! That's it! After a while, the bell rings after school, and there is no rest in the afternoon. All the staff must go back to school and study the contribution. If it can be solved, it is best to solve it in the afternoon. Okay!" After Li finished, she looked at Su Qianqian: "Su Qianqian, there is information about this game on the table. Whoever has a mobile phone to shoot, send a hair in the group, everyone will take a look. I have to go to another class. "When I finished, I turned and left the classroom."
Han Shaoli turned and left the classroom to go to the next class... The people in the room looked at each other, and each one saw the bottom of the heart.
Su Qianqian came to the podium and picked up the information and looked at it. Turned: "Who has a mobile phone?"
The people in the class have big eyes and can go to school to bring a mobile phone, so that the teacher can see it. I can't give you a break at the time!
"I brought it!" Zhang Yu took a bag and took out the phone from the space.
Su Qianqian took the information to Zhang Yu... Zhang Yu took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to the class group.
Su Qianqian said: "I don't want to read the specific content. When I leave school at noon, everyone goes home and takes a look at the mobile phone."
Wu Jie first spoke and said: "I will not write poetry! I want to be original."
Zhao Zhijun said: "You can't write poetry and you have to write it! You didn't listen to Han teacher. This is prescribed by the Municipal Education Bureau. After the statistics, it must be reported to the Academic Affairs Office!"
Wu Jie frowned: "The Education Bureau will be able to make these useless every day! What age? ~EbookFREE.me~ Write wet! Urine is not wet!"
Hahahahaha! The whole class is laughing...
Lu Zhiquan said: "Fat! It is not difficult to write poetry. You can't write ancient poems. You can't play oil poems. You see me... um... I don't look handsome, short because of lack of calcium, although I don't love irrigation, But there is manliness."
Ha ha ha ha ha! The girls in the class are collectively covering their mouths.
Wu Jie smiled and said: "Good old land! You are very talented! You used this one, you write another one."
Zhang Yu smiled at this time and said: "Fat, you should use this one. Two pieces of three or four pieces, five pieces of six pieces of seven or eight pieces, nine pieces of ten pieces of eleven pieces, falling into the grass are not seen." (Slightly changed! Don't be true.)
Wu Jie was a bit stunned and said: "Hey, I’m boss! I’ve got a piece. I didn’t understand it!

Zhang Yu smiled: "You will understand the problem! The title is, snow."
Wu Jie heard his eyes bright, said: "Good boss! You are a senior oil poem! And the amount of oil is great! Haha! I will use you this, this grade high."
Lu Zhiquan is also excited: "You also give me the boss! I also use it."
Zhang Yu! After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "With! I saw a seam on the ground and poured it on the cold water. If it is not frozen, who knows there is a seam."
Hahahaha! The whole class laughed at this time.
Lu Zhiquan haha! Laughing: "Great! I will use this."
Zhao Zhijun looked anxiously: "Boss boss! You also write one for me. It must be oily!"
Zhang Yu nodded, ah! Thinking about it, suddenly said: "With!"
The whole class has erected their ears and is going to listen to what this is... (to be continued.)
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