Chapter 264 Little Flowers and the Spring Family

"Enough! Enough! You are all enough!" Su Qianqian frowned and suddenly interjected: "The requirements for the competition are clearly written! Borrowing ancient poems and limericks is not allowed. You are making trouble. Well! Especially you Zhang Yu, you are the leader of the group, so you can't make trouble with your head."

Zhang Yu had no choice but to make a helpless expression when he heard the words... Fatty Wu and several others also looked disappointed when they heard the words.

Zhou Ying interjected: "Qianqian! Then tell us, what are the requirements for submissions for this competition?"

Su Qianqian said: "There are too many specific requirements! Anyway, the subject matter, genre, rhyme, flatness, and confrontation. Anyway, there are certain requirements in all aspects. You can go back and take a closer look."

"Ah! It's so difficult!" Wu Jie was stunned.

Many people in the class feel a little worried... At first, many people were planning to fool the past! Now, it seems that it is not too difficult.

There was a lot of discussion in the class... Almost everyone was worried about what to vote for in the afternoon.

Su Qianqian looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Squad leader, do you have a laptop at home? If so, bring it over in the afternoon and use it when submitting articles!"

Zhang Yu said: "I don't have one! But I can buy one at noon."

Wu Jie said: "My family has it! How about I bring it over! It's not necessary to buy a computer for such a thing."

Zhang Yu nodded but said nothing!

Soon, the 12th class was dismissed in the gloomy clouds... Almost all the students in the school received the notice to participate in the competition. What about poetry.

In the afternoon, all the members of Class 12 came to the school on time.

Originally, today was back to school day. As a rule, we should have a holiday in the afternoon. As a result, there was a political movement. Not only did we not have a holiday, but we had to work overtime. Almost everyone in the class is unhappy, and they have to write a headache. Those who have already settled home at noon have no feeling at all, and no one has a clue at noon, and now they are worried enough.

After Su Qianqian waited for everyone in the class to arrive, she stood up and looked at Zhang Yu, saying, "Monitor, do you arrange for the submission?"

Zhang Yu nodded when he heard the words, got up and took the notebook that Fatty Wu handed over, and came to the podium. After the connection was made, he turned on the wifi hotspot of his mobile phone, connected to the Internet, and said, "Next! report here,

I will help you to register, and then send it to the submission mailbox. Alright, come here after you've written it! "

People in the class look at you, I look at me, there is not a single person who stood up... It is not that they have not written it, but they have written it, but I am too embarrassed to be the first to come.

Zhang Yu looked at the expressions of the people in the stands, and immediately understood. He smiled and said, "Let the class committee take the lead! Has Su Qianqian finished writing?"

Su Qianqian nodded, came to the podium with a piece of paper, and handed it to Zhang Yu.

Wu Jie suddenly said: "Second class! Don't be like this, give us a read and let us learn too."

Su Qianqian and Zhang Yu Wenyan glanced at each other... Zhang Yu nodded, Su Qianqian picked up the manuscript and said, "My song is called Xiao Hua, a little yellow flower, it grows up alone, maybe it is laughed at by children I have stepped on my feet, maybe it was pressed by wind and rain, but it still looks at the sunrise with its gorgeous colors, and blooms gracefully with its most beautiful time, ah little flower, it never longs to have a greenhouse home, the natural air makes it Grow up happily, you see what that is, a little flower that just bloomed."

When the people in the class heard this, they were quiet for a while... clap clap clap clap! The applause sounded.

Zhao Zhijun said, "Deputy class! Your poem is so good."

Lu Zhiquan nodded too! said: "Yes! After listening to the class assistant, the creative feeling that ignited when I entered the room was extinguished immediately, and I couldn't write at all."

Hehehehe! The whole class laughed lowly when they heard this...

Zhang Yu looked at Su Qianqian with admiration, and said, "Do you still change it?"

Su Qianqian shook her head and said, "I won't change it! That's it!"

Zhang Yu typed very quickly, facing the manuscript, crackling almost in seconds, then wrote the relevant information and sent an email. Said: "Next, Ge Wenhui!"

Hearing this, Ge Wenhui stood up and came to the podium... Zhang Yu said, "Read it!"

Ge Wenhui said: "This poem of mine warms people's homes. The spring breeze brings warm spring flowers, green willows send branches, petals, shadows and emeralds mirror each other, and there is a small bridge and flowing water for one family."

Clap clap clap clap! Everyone in the class applauded at the same time, admiring each one.

Although many people in the class think that Ge Wenhui is not very likable, he is still very talented after all. The verses are also well-written, and many people feel that they are not at that level.

Zhang Yu grinned and said, "That's right, Lao Ge! The level is quite high!"

Ge Wenhui said, "No matter how tall you are! You can't be taller than you, the monitor!"

Hey Zhang Yu! With a smile, he said, "This is the truth! Do you want to change it?"

Seeing that Zhang Yu had a big face, Ge Wenhui also accepted it, but he didn't say anything, and shook his head... Zhang Yu finished the manuscript with a crackle, and the submission was successful. Said: "Next one! Uh... Xiao Wei!"

Xiao Wei is the third in the class after Zhang Yu and Ge Wenhui, so talking about these things should also be his strengths.

Xiao Wei also came to the podium, picked up the manuscript and read it out... In the next time, starting from the class committee members, Class Twelve came to the stage to read out their own works, and then Zhang Yu entered them into the computer, and finally Uploaded to the email for submissions.

Most people have prepared one song, and some of them think that they are very talented and prepared two songs at the same time. It seems that they want to achieve some results in this competition. Of course, most of them are just one song, just to deal with this political activity.

Soon, most of the class is almost ready... It can be said that the good students are almost the same. The rest are the tails in the class, like Fatty Wu Zhao Zhiquan and the others.

Zhang Yu looked at Wu Jie and said, "Fat man! It's almost there, we're just a few of you short."

Wu Jie looked at Zhao Zhiquan and said, "Old Zhao, come first! I'll brew it later."

Zhao Zhiquan made a speechless expression and said, "You let me come! Are you embarrassed? I'm still finishing my preparations myself. Come on, Lao Lu!"

Lu Zhiquan said, "How am I here! I don't have a clue if you don't let me play limericks! This..." Lu Zhiquan also scratched his head, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, he had a flash of light and said, "Boss! Or you can just write me a song to deal with it."

Zhang Yu said on the podium: "I have no problem! But..." Turning to look at Su Qianqian while speaking, "It's mainly to see if the deputy class will let you go!"

Su Qianqian frowned and said, "This can't be done, Zhang Yu! How can this be written for?" (To be continued.)