Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 237 I Have Another Song

On the meeting table, there were four old men in front, and Fifth Sword in the middle. Bai Feng didn't know the other three. These four had serious faces at the moment, and they were whispering something.

Bai Feng looked into the room, there were so many people, so many that there were people everywhere, and... it smelled bad, very bad...

I don't know if it's the smell of sweat or the smell of feet. Not to mention taking a bath every day, this group of old men probably spent so many days looking for a place to sleep outside.

Resisting the urge to be fainted by the smoke, she squeezed inside, to a place by the window, and opened a crack, only then did she feel that her life was saved by the cool wind outside.

At this moment, Fifth Sword knocked on the table, coughed and frowned.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet, who, put your shoes on first, and the old man on the opposite side, there are too many people, let's stop smoking this tobacco...Okay, then let me say something first, this time we The scope of the recompiled textbooks covers grades 1 to 6 of primary school, and six grades in total of junior high school and senior high school.

So far, we have probably identified a lot of excellent works. For you, this time, the Bureau of Culture and Education has specially distributed some quotas. There are a total of four essays, three poems, and two explanatory essays...

That... whoever comes first, each of you only has 3 minutes, it's best to select and recite the highlights of your article... By the way, all of you have to speak Mandarin..."

As soon as the words fell, the nearest bald man stood up excitedly and spoke in a very... non-standard northern dialect.

"Leader, I'll come first. I'm writing an essay called "My Daughter Is Growing Up"..."

Pfft, Bai Feng didn't hold back, a mouthful of old blood almost sprayed on the top of the head of the person in front.

"There is a daughter in my family, named Niuniu... Hey, why is she so rare... Hey... I always miss her... Hey..."

Poof... Bai Feng couldn't hold back any longer, and coughed loudly with her face flushed. Not only her, Wu Jian was similar to the other three judges, and within a minute, Wu Jian waved his hand directly.

"Ahem...uh... that old man, I'm really sorry, but we think that your work is not too good. Why don't you go back first? Okay, next..."

The second person stood up vigorously, pulled back his clothes a few times, shook his shoulders, and spoke impassionedly, with a tenor voice full of spirit.

"Leaders, what I write is poetry, and my name is—ah!"

"Ah! The sea is full of water!"

"Ah! a horse with four legs!"

"Ah! Miss, you open your mouth!"

"Ah! O night! You are all ghosts!"

"Ah! My poetry! Just say how beautiful it is!"

"How beautiful! What a bang!"

……

Bai Feng spat out another mouthful of old blood, and the fifth sword had a black line, resisting the urge to kill him and opened his mouth.

"Brother, I think you are short of an allegro... remember to bring an allegro next year! Well, the next one..."

Next, one after another appeared on the stage, Bai Feng sprayed out mouthfuls of old blood after mouthfuls of old blood, thinking that it was your second uncle, no wonder no one wanted what you wrote, if this stuff was read by teenagers, it would definitely be Poison the flowers of the motherland...

After finally staying up for more than an hour, all the people in the conference room took their turn, and finally arrived at Baifeng. Baifeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat.

Try to show a jealous smile and say.

"Everyone... Teacher, what I wrote is an ancient poem..."

She had just summoned up her dantian qi and was about to recite, when Wu Jian frowned and interrupted her.

"I'm sorry, we have already filled up the selection of ancient poems this time, and we don't need new ancient poems..."

Bai Feng almost stared his eyes away, gritted his teeth and looked at Fifth Sword, and said to himself, Grandpa Fifth, can you not be so harsh, can you look at the Buddha's face, is it easy for me?I have brought you good wine from all the way, no matter how bad it is, you have to look at Wang Changzhi and help me, right?Is this going to kill them all?

"Ma'am, do you still have any works? If not, why don't you stop here today?"

Bai Feng went crazy, thinking that you are awesome, that's fine, then don't blame my sister for being even better than you, and immediately open up to him.

"I'm sorry, teacher, then... I will write an essay, the title is "Ai Lian's Talk""

"Flowers of plants and trees on land and water are so lovely. Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone. Since Li Tang, the world loves peonies very much. Yu Du loves lotus, which emerges from the mud without being stained, cleans the ripples without being demonic, connects the middle with the outside and is straight, No vines or branches, the fragrance is far and clear, and the pavilions are clean and planted, which can be seen from a distance but not played with.

I call it the chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; the peony, the rich and noble of flowers; the lotus, the gentleman of flowers.Alas!The love of chrysanthemums is seldom heard of by Empress Tao; the love of lotus, who is the same as the giver? The love of peonies is suitable for everyone. "

Baifeng finished reciting this classic work of chanting the lotus in one and a half minutes. Everyone in the conference room was dumbfounded. After the fifth sword for a long time, their beards shook.

Just as he was about to slap the table and say hello, he heard a little old man beside him frowning.

"This work of reciting the lotus can be called a classic, but... our request this time is prose..."

Bai Feng smiled with his big white teeth.

"Teacher, this "Ai Lian Shuo" is prose? Although it is classical Chinese, its style is indeed prose. Besides, your notice did not say that prose written in classical Chinese will not be accepted..."

"Uh...it seems to make a little sense...Professor Fifth, look..."

The old man couldn't say no to Bai Feng, so he threw the hot potato to Wu Jian again. Wu Jian stroked his beard and thought for a while, and finally made a decision.

"Well... this classical Chinese article "Ai Lian Shuo" is indeed well written. The full text expresses one's aspirations by supporting things, and uses lotus as a metaphor for people. Through the description and praise of lotus, it extols the virtue of a gentleman who "comes out of the mud without being stained". It expresses the author's noble character of not going with the world and his contempt and disgust for the world of chasing fame and fortune. It can be regarded as a superior work! For the time being... let's record it first!"

Bai Feng finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it's okay, not annihilating the whole army, and finally included an article, just as he was about to say thank you, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind, and he asked again with a smile.

"Teacher, the rules don't say that one person is not allowed to submit two papers?"

Wu Jian and the other three were taken aback for a moment, then they heard Bai Feng continue.

"I... I have another article here... titled "Born in Sorrow, Died in Peace"!"

"Shunfa was raised among the peasants, Fu Shuo was raised among the boards, Jiaoge was raised among the fish and salt, Guan Yiwu was raised among the scholars, Sun Shuao was raised among the sea, and Baili Xi was raised among the city.

Therefore, when Heaven is about to send a great mission to man, he must first torment his heart and will, exhaust his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, empty his body, and disturb his actions. Therefore, he has moved his heart and tolerance, and once benefited what he could not..."

Silence, silence everywhere...

Fifth Sword and the other three almost vomited blood. They are all masters in the Chinese circle, and they knew the awesomeness of this article as soon as they heard it.

(End of this chapter)