Chapter 276 Wu Jie's Problem

Huang Yan thought of this and was very happy. To know that the seedlings of every top institution are the school's precious wealth, which has to make him attach great importance.

Huang Yan glanced at the students in the classroom, but didn't see any Zhang Yu. Although Zhang Yu was brought in by him, because of what happened later, he forgot what Zhang Yu looked like. Now I naturally can't tell which one is Zhang Yu... Laughing: "Where is classmate Zhang Yu!"

When Zhang Yu heard Huang Yan calling him, he immediately raised his hand and said, "This!"

Huang Yan looked around and saw a strong young man sitting in the corner. Although he was a little strange, why did he study so well and arrange to sit at the end, but he didn't care, maybe Li Yunliang had his reasons.

Huang Yan said: "Zhang Yu! What about your final exam results this time... I have already heard from Teacher Li that they are very good. I hope you can make persistent efforts to maintain your academic performance. In the final stage of this poetry competition, Strive to go further. I am optimistic about your long-term exhibition, you must continue to work hard to win new honors for yourself and the school. You know!"

Zhang Yu said: "I know!"

Huang Yan nodded with satisfaction, turned his head to look at Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli, and said, "Mr. Li! Next Monday, the final stage of the national competition will be held in the cultural and sports center of our city. It is said that CCTV will come to the scene. The live broadcast of the competition! I hope that you and Mr. Han can focus on following up on the creative state of the students who entered the final stage in the days before the competition. I hope they can make further progress in the next competition. Trying to get into the top ten, it’s best to hit the awards.”

Hearing this, Li Yunliang patted his chest and assured that he would definitely use all his strength to make his class get good grades. Han Shaoli didn't dare to speak so full, just said that she would do her best.

Huang Yan got the feedback he wanted, nodded with satisfaction, and left with the school leaders.

Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli were sent out of the classroom, and the people in the room began to make noise... When Gu Changping read the list just now, everyone in the classroom could hear it. Although they didn't read the names of the shortlisted works, they were not fools, and they naturally knew why this incredible phenomenon occurred.

Wu Jie said with a smile: "Boss! You are still amazing. Even before I arrived, I was able to make it to the top 100 in the country with that limerick. Hahahaha! It makes me so happy." He laughed happily while speaking.

Liu Zhiquan interjected: "Fat man, don't talk nonsense! What are you kidding, can you make it into the top 100 in the country with limericks. The boss is absolute strength! Do you understand!"

Zhao Zhijun said, "No! You think creation is that simple. After holding it for a day, your face turned red, and I saw you choked out a word. How dare you say that the boss is a limerick!"

Hehehehehehe! Under Wu Jie's embarrassed expression, the people in the class all smiled.

"It's so unfair! The monitor also wrote a letter to me. Why didn't I qualify?"

"It's not! I'm so good, I didn't make it, even a simple poem like Wu Jie made it. Could it be that the jury's head is crowding the door?"

"Yes! Neither did I."

There are happy people in the class, and there are those who are disappointed. It is also a creation from Zhang Yu, those who have been eliminated will inevitably complain. Of course, there are those who didn't let Zhang Yu write one because of their face, and they regretted it even more. If he had also wanted one in Zhang Yu's back then, maybe there would have been a place for himself in the promoted list. Even if you enter the next round, you will be eliminated from the top ten, but it is good to have a good experience if you can go in and have a look! It's better than sitting in front of the TV and watching classmates show their faces and win glory.

Those in the class who didn't make the cut also joined the army of lamenters. It can be said that the class was filled with joy and sorrow for a while.

The class chatted up and down about this issue. Of course, most people still admire Zhang Yu's creative strength. Write a few lines of poetry casually, and most of them appear. It's hard to imagine how wonderful this day is... The noisy situation in the class until Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli re-entered the room,

It was quiet again.

Li Yunliang said: "Everyone pay attention to what I have to say! Teacher Han and I discussed it just now. From today until before the competition, the time for the evening self-study every day is the time for our class to discuss poetry and poetry. The twenty-six classmates in my class believe that they all have a certain cultural foundation, and everyone can learn from each other, try to adjust their state before the competition, and achieve good results. Teacher Han! Can you say a few words?"

Han Shaoli said: "Then I will briefly talk about the relevant rules for the next round of competition... Everyone pay attention! In the next round of competition, the top 100 players in the country will be in the same venue, after several rounds of on-site pk. You will be eliminated round by round. The number of contestants, and finally selected one champion, two runners-up, and ten third runners-up. The genre and topic are revealed by the organizing committee on the spot, and improvisation. So, I hope that you have recently related the rhythm and rhythm of some poems. In terms of knowledge points, try to consolidate them as much as possible. Of course, it is not ruled out that the organizing committee has the topic of modern poetry. But no matter what topic can come up, everyone will try their best to achieve better results in this pk stage. Is there anything you want to ask?"

Everyone in Class Twelve looked at each other, as if they didn't know what to say... The classroom was very quiet, and no one spoke, which made Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli feel a little strange.

Li Yunliang said, "What's wrong with you all? Why are you so quiet! No one wants to ask anything?"

Wu Jie raised his hand at this time... Li Yunliang said, "Wu Jie, what do you want to ask?"

Wu Jie cleared his throat and said, "Uh...I want to ask! What if I can't write it on the day of the game? What should I do?"

"I can't write it!" Li Yunliang was a little stunned by Wu Jie's question. Then he frowned and said, "How can you not write it out! Wu Jie, don't be under any psychological pressure, as long as you play it normally like the audition stage, you'll be fine."

Ha ha ha ha ha! When the people in the room heard this, they also thought of Wu Jie's state of the audition stage, and laughed at the same time.

Wu Jie said embarrassedly, "Mr. Li is not under pressure from me! I really can't write it."

Li Yunliang frowned and said, "Wu Jie! Didn't you write well during the audition?" After speaking, he picked up the manuscript and looked at Wu Jie's poems. Smashing the mouth... Let's talk about this kind of compassion, from Li Yunliang's point of view, it is actually average, and I can't see how good it is! How did you get out? strangeness! 8