Vol 2 Chapter 277: Write a storm

Li Yunliang looked at the poem written by Wu Jie carefully! It feels quite life-like, quite realistic? 20? Maybe, maybe, the organizing committee of the people will take this point. Thinking of this, I said: "Wu Jie, in fact, this poem is very good! It is very realistic! I suggest that when you are in the game, you can fully recall the creative feeling that you made when you voted for the sea. A state, as long as you can find that state, you can make a better play. You have to have a little confidence in yourself! You think, our classmates learn so many good students, there is no qualifying... like Ge Wenhui, Xiao Wei, Su Qianqian, Fang Shuxing, are they not entering the top 100 in the country? Then you can enter the top 100 and prove that you are still a culturally rich and poetic talent. So you listen to the teacher, as long as you have Confidence! No problem is a problem!"
Li Yunliang's continuous shooting with the hand, said that there are plates and eyes continuous... But Wu Jie is being listened to by others, and his face is getting more and more embarrassed... The whole class saw this scene! Can't help it anymore, collective hahahaha! The hilarious laugh. Even Wu Jie himself, but also scratched his head, is a bitter smile.
Twelve shifts of such laughter, but Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli gave a smile. How is this situation! Why do you have to laugh like this? Is there anything that I have just said, is there any excess? No! It’s said that there is a plate with an eye, and it’s very dry and well-received. I don’t feel anything wrong.
Li Yunliang frowned and said: "Quiet! Quiet... What are you laughing at? What is funny. People Wu Jie is the top 100 in the country by their own ability. This is strength. What qualifications do you have to laugh at? You have entered You guys! I am so funny to laugh at people."
Hahahahaha! The whole class heard that it was even more laughter.
When Ge Wenhui saw his old man, he was a confused face. He said loudly: "Mr. Li! Actually, Wu Jie’s poem is not written by him!"
Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli heard the news as a surprise! What is the situation, not what he wrote. Is it plagiarism! No! If it is plagiarism, the organizing committee cannot know. Now, after all, it is the age of the Internet. Have anyone else published a search on the Internet to know how it is possible to make a plagiarized poem into the top 100 in the country? That is too rigorous!
Li Yunliang revisited Wu Jie and frowned. "Wu Jie! Is this poem really written by you?"
Wu Jie nodded and smiled: "I really didn't write it!"
Li Yunliang frowned: "Is it plagiarized?"
Wu Jie said: "It's not plagiarized! It's original. It's just that I can't write it, so people can help."
Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli heard each other and felt the same! For the first time, how can it be so clever that a poem written by someone else has entered the top 100 in the country.
Li Yunliang thought for a moment and looked at Han Shaoli, saying: "Han teacher! What should I do like Wu Jie?"
Han Shaoli said: "There is no other way! When the contest was drafted, I didn't say that I couldn't write for it. I only asked for it to be original. Otherwise, Wu Jie would abstain from the competition. It said that there is no creative feeling! The organizing committee can't What to say."
Li Yunliang nodded and said: "The only way is this!" Speaking of this, I looked at Wu Jie and said: "Wu Jie! Since you have entered the final stage, try to fight for it, you can write it, you will Write, if you really can't write it out, just say no feeling, give up!"
Wu Jie, oh, one click, nodded, sat back to his position, relieved.
Zhao Zhijun saw this and hurriedly raised his hand... Li Yunliang said: "Zhao Zhijun, what do you want to say?"
Zhao Zhijun said: "Sorry, Teacher Li! I am like Wu Jie. I am also someone else to write. Can I give up when I am?"
Li Yunliang was a little unhappy when he heard this. He frowned: "How come you are someone else to write! You two, you can't write, don't write, always let people write, what does this mean? This is good! Give up two This makes the school leaders look at you! How do you see our class!"
Zhao Zhijun did not say anything... I want to know that Zhang Yu has written this matter, although he did not say that it does not conform to the rules. But after all, it is a sinister evil, and nothing is glorious. When I was going to fool around, I ended up with the results of the top 100 in the country. How can I think of these things at the beginning!
Li Yunliang thought for a moment and frowned. "Okay! If you can't, then you will give up."
Zhao Zhijun, oh, one click, nodded, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sat down.
Li Yunliang said: "Is there any problem?"
Lu Zhiquan also raised his hand at this time... Li Yunliang said: "Lu Zhiquan! What are you asking?"
Lu Zhiquan said a little embarrassed: "Sorry! Teacher Li~EbookFREE.me~ I am also someone else to write, can I abstain?"
When Li Yunliang heard this, he almost didn't blow up his lungs and angered: "How come you are also someone else's writing! Are you kidding me? Are you taking me as a Sunday? Are you someone else?" Written! Is there such a thing? Are you kidding me to play this kind of joke? You guys! There are no other people in the house to write, and if so, give me a hand and let me see how many people there are."
Li Yunliang’s voice fell, and the house raised more than 20 hands at the same time... This scene almost did not stun Li Yunliang!
Li Yunliang's face is now ugly to die... Han Shaoli is also frowning, do not know what the meaning of the 12th class. What a joke! Engage in confrontation! How can all of them be written by others?
Li Yunliang slammed the table and angered: "You play me! How are all others to write for? Who is so arrogant! Can write so much, he is poetry! Or poetry!"
The people in the classroom looked at each other, and the conditioned reflexes looked at the corners behind them... Zhang Yujian Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli looked at themselves with horror, and they screamed and smiled: " I wrote it!"
"What!" Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli were both surprised. The answer is so incredible, these works that entered the top 100 are all written by Zhang Yu. real or fake? How can this be!
Li Yunliang was surprised for a long time, and said: "Zhang Yu! You mean that the poems you wrote have entered the top 100?"
Zhang Yudao: "None of them have entered! Write more than this, only part of it."
Li Yunliang looked at the incredible and unspeakable Han Shaoli, and looked at each other. Even now, it feels incredible. How could this happen?