get out of class was over at this time, and there were many students walking out of the classroom in the corridor, some of whom knew Zhang Yang. When he saw him returning to school, he couldn't help but say hello, joke or care.

Zhang Yang responded and asked Luo Shen: "I seem to be a little floating these two days."

"How can you show your unruly and uniqueness if you don't do this?"

"Your words seem to be a bit ironic."

"I reminded you not to be suppressed by Su Hui. This is not a time travel or a game. This is your own real life. So put away your impetuousness and light jumps, be responsible for yourself and your family."

Luo Shen's voice is sweet, crisp and tender, but his tone is very serious and solemn, "If you can't pass the assessment within two years, you will die. Think about your parents and sister, how should they face such a change?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Why are you still responsible for you if you don't say it?"

This was also a little light, but he was obviously alert, so Luo Shen ignored him.

When Zhang Yang returned to the classroom, most of the classmates had left. Liu Chan sat in Wang Jinxiao's seat and was talking to Lin Yiran about her feelings about watching "Summer League" last night.

"I still like Du Feng more, he is handsome, and from a restaurant waiter to a music-chase stage, it's not easy to pursue his dreams..."

Liu Chan turned her back to the front door, but she didn't see Zhang Yang, but Lin Yiran could see it. She stood up and asked him to return to her seat.

Zhang Yang handed her the phone first and smiled and said, "Fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate."

Lin Yiran had no surprise or surprise expression on his face, but he just took the phone and sat down after he went in.

Liu Chan said: "Teacher Fu actually returned the phone to you in advance. It's quite amazing."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I guess I think I have always been honest and obedient, and I am sincere in admitting my mistakes, so I will be open-minded."

Liu Chan said "I used to think you were quite honest, but the result..."

Although Zhang Yang was the biggest victim in "jumping off the stairs" suicide, Liu Chan was still dissatisfied with him because of this, but she couldn't mention it anymore, so she snorted, "Anyway, it's not because of this. I guess I think your poem "Yongzhu" is well written. I didn't think your poem was so powerful before, and I felt that it was not as good as me. This time, I actually compared Yiran with Yu Xia and commented on what you wrote."

Zhang Yang curled his lips and said, "When did I scored at an additional question in the past? That's the result of me keeping my low profile."

"Do you think I'm a child?"

Liu Chan naturally didn't believe it and sneered, "If you have the ability, please write another song for me to see?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Okay, you can make the questions."

Seeing that he was so confident, Liu Chan was a little surprised. Zhou Fan, who had been sitting behind to do exercises, couldn't sit still. He walked over a few steps and sat in Zhao Yi's position on the back table. His tone was obvious doubts and he was unhappy, and he said, "Do you think you are Li Bai?"

Lin Yiran heard Zhang Yang and Liu Chan chatting without interrupting, and then looked up at him.

Many students in the classroom also attracted attention.

Liu Chan looked at Zhang Yang with suspicion for two seconds, raised her chin, "It's still Yongzhu."

“It’s simple.”

Zhang Yang coughed and said indifferently, "Listen, the first song."

The shocking power of this sentence "first song" is really great, and several students who were reviewing it seriously couldn't help but turn their heads and read it.

Liu Chan's eyes widened.

Zhou Fan stretched his neck and was about to witness the rise of another sensible figure in Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School with his own eyes.

Lin Yiran's clear eyes also stared at him.

Zhang Yang coughed, sat upright, and cultivated his momentum. Then he said in a slow tone: "The dew cleanses the lead powder section, and the wind shakes the green jade branches. It is like a gentleman..."

Before he could recite the next sentence, Lin Yiran continued: "Heaven and earth are not suitable."

Liu Chan and Zhou Fan, who were captured by the extraordinary momentum of the first three lines of poetry, turned their eyes to her face at the same time.

Lin Yiran looked at Zhang Yang and said expressionlessly: "This is Liu Yuxi's "Tingzhu".

Zhang Yang showed a surprised expression, "Huh? Has anyone already written it? As expected, the heroes saw the same thing, but they didn't expect that the poems were similar. It's okay, I have something else."

He cleared his throat and continued to recite: "The wind and frost are continuous, and the exposure is prevented from wading through the Yao steps..."

Lin Yiran couldn't help laughing, and a smile that could not help but overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and quickly pursed it, "Talk to make the phoenixes look good and be in harmony with ordinary people for the time being. This is Lu Zhaolin's "Linjie Bamboo"."

"Hey, someone has written it again? It's okay, I still have it. Listen, Cangwu, after a thousand years, Banzhu faces Xiangyuan..."

"I want to recognize the resentment of Xiang Concubine, and the branches are full of tears. This is Liu Changqing's "Spotted Bamboo".

"Well, this is really a Tang poetry that has written all the world. I have written everything I want to write in advance. I think about it if it's okay."

Zhang Yang pondered seriously, and the people who were already looking forward to the melon-eating crowd who had already done the exercises and continued to do the exercises. Some people continued to chat, and some people said "bang" in disappointment.

"Wild bamboos are gathered in stones, and smoke reflects the river island. The green color..."

"Li Bai's "Ci Lao Bamboo"."

Liu Chan rubbed her temples.

"Qing Ming is also self-restrained, and the weak and strong support him..."

"Du Fu's "Baby Bamboo"."

Zhou Fan lay on the desk and pretended to be dead.

"The hydrological light moves..."

"Li He's "Bamboo"."

Zhang Yang sighed and looked at Lin Yiran speechlessly, "You are Tang Shi, right?"

Lin Yiran couldn't help but burst into laughter, and said angrily: "I really thought you were going to rely on a horse to fight with a hundred words."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "The main thing is that he has no wine and no horses, otherwise there will be no one or two poems, and there will definitely be no problem."

Zhou Fan said helplessly: "Okay, go for a meal."

Zhang Yang was a little hungry, so he nodded and asked Lin Yiran again: "Aren't you going home yet?"

Lin Yiran shook his head and said, "I have to wait a little longer."

Zhang Yang knew that her family was from a good place and she was picked up and dropped off from school every day. I thought that the driver had not arrived yet, so he stopped asking and went to the cafeteria with Zhou Fan for dinner.

From twelve to two o'clock noon, there is a two-hour break. Most students spend lunch at school, and some will go home, such as Lin Yiran.

The world is cheap, and the school cafeteria is even more cheap. Do you dare to believe that a serving of braised pork costs only two yuan?

But some dishes are priced, for example, potato braised pork costs five yuan per serving, and when the meat is replaced with potatoes, the price has increased more than doubled. There are many similar prices, green peppers and potato shreds are 50 cents per serving, green peppers and tomatoes and potato shreds are 1.5 yuan per serving. The same serving of tomato and egg noodles, which are not added with chopped green onions are one piece more expensive than those with chopped green onions...

In short, it is more weird than the school cafeterias where Su Hui remembers, and there is also much more conscience!

After dinner, Zhou Fan went to the stadium. Zhang Yang came back alone. It was a little hot at noon. Someone turned on the air conditioner. He lay on the table and listened to Luo Shen continuing to talk about chords.

I think this kind of life is pretty good.

School ends on time at 3:30 pm.

As the final exam approaches, students do not have much activity, Zhang Yang is unable to move, and there is nothing to participate in. After school, he takes the bus home directly.

When I arrived at the entrance of the community, I skillfully turned around and got into the Internet cafe again.

There is an electronic reading room in the school, but after thinking about it, Zhang Yang gave up the idea of ​​typing in the school and prepared to look at the situation after the release of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" before deciding whether to reveal his true identity.

A high school student who had been unknown for many years suddenly expressed incredible talent in poetry and novels at the same time. He was actually a best-selling martial arts writer with a famous talent. He gave people a completely different impression and impact. The former is suspicious and the latter is respectable.

Yesterday's location was occupied, so Zhang Yang had to find another corner, turn on the computer, and do not rush to dictate. He first searched for the collection information of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and found that the submission was actually very convenient and could be delivered directly to the email address.

Although there is no computer at home, Zhang Yang's mobile phone also supports online chat. The software is a chat tool called "Lingxi". Like the QQ in his previous life, it also has an email function.

Zhang Yang wrote down "Linjiangxian" and attached his contact number and sent it to the call for papers.
Chapter completed!