Rebirth 78 was replaced by a husband, the cold educated youth pulled the curtains every day

Su Mengyao, who was wearing a skirt, could only give up in disappointment.

Looking at the crowd jumping over there from a distance.

At this time, Zhang Ming, who had lost the poetry competition before, came up.

"Hello, sorry to bother you." Zhang Ming stood in front of Lu Ye and Su Mengyao and greeted them in a low voice.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Su Mengyao was not familiar with the people in this poetry club.

Zhang Ming looked at Lu Ye and asked somewhat embarrassedly, "Well, could you recite that poem again? I want to memorize it and study it carefully."

The Lone Hero that Lu Ye recited just now resonated with many people at the scene.

Zhang Ming is one of them.

He could feel the power contained in this poem.

Unfortunately, he was so absorbed in listening that he didn't write it down completely.

Now, he only remembered a few of the most amazing lines of the poem.

Zhang Ming likes and loves poetry.

In addition to those world-renowned poems, it was the first time for him to listen to such a shocking poem during the exchange.

He would not allow himself to miss such a beautiful poem.

He wanted to record it, recite it, learn it, and even spread it to more people.

Lu Ye knew that the song "The Lone Hero" would win, but he didn't expect that fans would come to him so soon.

Lu Ye did not dare to take credit for others' achievements, so he said:

"Actually, this poem wasn't written by me. It was written by a girl named Tang. I was embarrassed to recite it on stage as someone else's work. So, I'm so sorry."

Lu Ye directly rejected Zhang Ming's request.

"I see. But... it's such a shame. Such a good work."

Zhang Ming shook his head in disappointment.

However, he also knew very well that Lu Ye was right. A gentleman does not take away what others love. Any dissemination of other people's works without their consent is an immoral act.

While the two were talking, Meng Chenliang, who was wearing an old-fashioned buttoned long gown, also walked over.

"Yes, the poem you just recited is rich in artistic conception and has a very positive intention. The connotation it expresses is even more inspiring."

"It is definitely a rare and good work." Meng Chenliang looked at Lu Ye with admiration in his eyes.

Well, before I can fool this one, another one comes.

If he had known that the song "The Lone Hero" would have such a lasting effect, he would definitely not have chosen this lyric.

But now, Lu Ye could only bite the bullet and continue to explain to Meng Chenliang with some embarrassment.

"Hello, Principal Meng. I didn't write the poem I just wrote. I'm really unworthy of your praise."

"Oh? It's not your creation?" Meng Chenliang asked with some surprise.

"Well, it really wasn't me. I wouldn't dare to claim such good words. If I hadn't been forced to do so just now, I wouldn't have gone on stage. Instead, I borrowed other people's works to add luster to my own face." Lu Ye reiterated.

It was not until Lu Ye said it twice that Meng Chenliang believed that this poem was not really written by Lu Ye.

However, this also made Meng Chenliang feel a little regretful.

"What a shame! I was just about to ask you for this poem so we could use it as our school anthem to inspire students in difficult situations."

"Since yours is not original, then we can only give up." Meng Chenliang said with regret.

It is such a pity that such an infectious and inspiring poem cannot be used.

"I just heard you say that you haven't even finished elementary school?" Meng Chenliang asked Luye again.

"Yes, I grew up in the countryside. My family was not well off, so I dropped out of school early and went to work on the farm." Lu Ye said with a smile.

"Not really." Meng Chenliang shook his head again.

Whether it was Lu Ye’s passionate recitation on the bench just now, or his current greed.

No matter how Meng Chenliang looked at Lu Ye, he didn't look like a country boy who had been farming since childhood.

After shaking his head, Meng Chenliang left again and returned to his original position.

Although it is a pity that I failed to achieve my wish, for a great writer like Meng Chenliang, it is not difficult to write good poetry if he really wants to.

After Meng Chenliang left, Zhang Ming also left somewhat sadly.

It was only then that Su Mengyao grabbed Lu Ye's clothes at the back of his waist.

His eyes were full of questioning: "When did you meet a girl named Tang? How come I didn't know about it?"

false...

Lu Ye really had no way to explain this to Su Mengyao. He couldn't just say that the person was not even born at that time.

So I could only say: "It was just a chance encounter. We only met once. At that time, I thought this poem was very good, so I wrote it down."

"We only met once, and you memorized such a long poem? It seems that the poem left a deep impression on you, and you took it very seriously."

There was a strong hint of sourness in Su Mengyao's words.

It's hard to explain...

Li Ao was still bent over at this moment.

He couldn't count how many people had stepped over him.

At this moment, he only felt that he was shrouded in endless humiliation.

The tears of grievance have long since dried up.

Those who jumped over Li Ao stood not far away, still looking a little unsatisfied.

"Zizi..."

One of them smacked his lips, looking at Li Ao who was still being stepped over, and said with some reluctance:

"It's too brutal. I can't even imagine it. If I were him, I wonder if I could withstand it."

"Serves him right! Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. He deserves what he gets!"

"That's right. If he wasn't so arrogant and didn't take us Binda people seriously, would he have suffered the pain he has now?"

"Besides, the principal is on our side, so we have nothing to be afraid of."

"That's right, but it's a pity that I can only praise it once. I haven't had enough fun yet."

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As the last person in line took a running start and jumped over Li Ao's body, the punishment for losing the bet was completely over.

Li Ao put his hands away and slowly straightened his back.

It may be because he has been gay for too long, or it may be because of Li Ao’s psychology.

Such a simple action, but Li Ao felt it was very difficult.

Even though he had stood up straight at this moment, he still felt that his back could not be straightened as before.

"We have something else to do, so we won't stay long. See you later." The old man said goodbye to Meng Chenliang with a double entendre.

"I'll see you off."

Meng Chenliang raised his hand seriously and said happily as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go."

The old man said to Li Ao and the aloof girl.

Before leaving, the aloof girl looked at Lu Ye fiercely, as if she wanted to carve Lu Ye's appearance into her eyes.

At this time, Lu Ye was also looking at them.

I happened to meet this girl's eyes.

After a moment, the girl withdrew her gaze and followed her teacher into the distance.

Lu Ye also whispered to Su Mengyao: "Let's go too."