The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 788 I don't think it makes sense

When Mr. Jin said it was a kind of writing, everyone present frowned in wonder.

Although Huaxia's writing is extensive and profound, no one present could recognize this kind of writing that resembles a ghostly drawing talisman.

Only a figure like Mr. Jin can recognize it.

"Mr. Jin, forgive us for our poor eyesight. I don't understand what kind of characters this is. Please explain it to us." Guo Nan asked respectfully.

Jin Zerui smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at Chen Hao, and said with admiration: "Chen Xiaoyou, you are really not simple, you are so proficient even in the oracle bone inscription, but I can only vaguely recognize that this is the oracle bone inscription. The first character is called Autumn, and the fourth character is called Poetry, what do the other two characters mean?"

""Poems of Autumn Snow Temple"." Chen Hao replied.

"I see, thank you Chen Xiaoyou for your answer." Jin Zerui nodded in admiration.

After this incident, everyone present did not dare to despise Chen Hao anymore.

Those contemptuous gazes that looked at him before were all replaced by a look of incomparable respect, as if Chen Hao was already a master of the same level as Mr. Jin.

Guo Jingfei stood next to Chen Hao, although he smiled and applauded with everyone, but he was so angry that he almost gnawed his teeth.

Originally, Chen Hao was called here today to humiliate him severely.

As a result, now, stealing a chicken is not a loss, but it has contributed to Chen Hao's success in pretending to be coercive again and again.

Not only Guo Jingfei couldn't swallow this bad breath, but Zhang Keda who was also present couldn't swallow it.

Fortunately, today's gathering will last for a whole day, and it's not even half the time yet. If you want to humiliate Chen Hao, you still have a chance.

After the poetry writing competition, the three of them drove together and wandered around the Huaxi Wetland.

Guo Jingfei followed behind Chen Hao, wanting to take the opportunity to find opportunities.

Guo Nan and Zhang Keda looked at each other, and they also followed in unison.

"Student Chen Hao, I really didn't expect that although you are young, your literary attainments have already surpassed all of us. It really makes us feel ashamed." Zhang Keda walked to Chen Hao, "If I said something before If you are unhappy, please don't take it to heart."

"Why should I be angry? I also want to thank Vice Chairman Guo and Writer Zhang for giving me the opportunity to show my shame in front of everyone." Chen Hao said with a faint smile.

Looking at Chen Hao's smiling side face, Zhang Keda was so angry that his teeth itch.

It was already unpleasant enough, but now seeing Chen Hao's harmless smiling face, Zhang Keda's desire to beat someone up became even stronger.

"It's great if Chen Hao isn't angry." Zhang Keda sneered, clenching his fists.

"That's right, as long as Chen Hao doesn't get angry, the past is over." Guo Nan said with a sneer.

The four of them walked together, and within a few steps, Zhang Keda, who had already made up his mind, couldn't help but speak.

"Student Chen Hao, I saw your talent and learning just now, and found that you are indeed knowledgeable and knowledgeable. However, Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and it is not only literary works and poems."

Hearing what Zhang Keda said, Guo Jingfei and Guo Nan couldn't help but smile slightly.

They knew that Zhang Keda must have thought of a way to humiliate Chen Hao again.

"I'm currently giving academic lectures on various campuses in Jiangyin City. The topic of the lecture is how to make current students fall in love with writing."

"Student Chen Hao, you are also a high school student. You should have a deep understanding of writing. Many students now say that they have a headache after getting the composition topic. For a composition of [-] words, they often have to rack their brains. To conceive, this is a very painful thing for them."

"I think the bottom line is that they don't love writing enough, and the problem I'm researching is how to make students fall in love with writing actively."

As soon as the words fell, Guo Nan's flattering voice sounded immediately: "Old Zhang, I went to listen to the lecture you held at Jinghu Middle School, and I felt that I benefited a lot from listening to it."

"It's all just personal opinions. If it can really help the students, then my research achievements in the past few years will not be in vain." Zhang Keda pretended to be low-key and said.

"Then when can this lecture be held in our school?" Guo Jingfei's flattery followed closely, "It's in Haohai No. [-] Middle School. I believe that after listening to your lecture, I will definitely have a good impression of my writing." A big improvement."

"Haha, Haohai No. [-] Middle School is also within the scope of the school I plan to give a speech. If you are in the queue, you may be able to go to your school next month."

Speaking of this, Zhang Keda couldn't help but glanced at Chen Hao: "Student Chen Hao, are you also a student of Haohai No. [-] Middle School?"

"En." Chen Hao nodded.

"That's really great. When the time comes, classmate Chen Hao will come and listen. If I have something bad to say, I would like to ask you to correct it." Zhang Keda pretended to be modest and said.

"I don't think it makes sense to hold a lecture."

"Chen Hao, what did you say?" Guo Jingfei was full of surprise.

"I said, I don't think it's meaningful to hold a lecture." Chen Hao repeated with a smile.

As soon as these words were said, Zhang Keda's expression turned extremely ugly.

Chen Hao's words obviously did not intend to give him any face.

"Why is it meaningless? To put it bluntly, composition has always been a very important scoring point in the subject of Chinese. If you don't pay attention to it, the score gap between students will widen a lot just for composition alone. "

"In a big way, our library needs to have writers to create high-quality works. Good works can not only give people spiritual support, but also promote the development of the entire society and the country. If all young people are not interested in writing , This will seriously affect the development!"

Zhang Keda said coldly, then turned his head and asked Chen Hao: "Now, student Chen Hao, do you still think it's pointless to help students improve their enthusiasm for writing?"

Guo Jingfei saw that Zhang Keda was clearly agitated, and was secretly excited, saying that this time he could finally see Chen Hao being humiliated.

As the vice-chairman of the Writers Association, Guo Nan pretended to persuade the fight: "Old Zhang, the young man speaks freely and speaks quickly, so don't take it too seriously. I went to your lecture site and listened to your speech in person. I think it is very good and very educational.”

As he said that, Guo Jingfei patted Chen Hao on the shoulder: "Chen Hao, I believe you just said something wrong just now. I think Lao Zhang's lecture..."

"It doesn't make any sense." Chen Hao interrupted and said with a sneer.

"Hiss—" Guo Nan gasped in fright.

Originally, he wanted to give Chen Hao a chance to admit his mistake, but Chen Hao's attitude was so tough that he was obviously going to fight Zhang Keda.

(End of this chapter)