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Chapter 177: Backfired
Han Yeshenghua's face was quite embarrassing at first, but he thought to himself that this kid couldn't be embarrassing in the face of his powerful talent.

However, when Su Xun said the next sentence, Su Xun had a bit of a mean expression.

Han Yeshenghua suddenly understood that this person might not be praising himself, what he said should be ironic.

Immediately, Han Ye Shenghua's face changed, and he only heard him say: "Why, do you have any other opinions, you can tell me."

Su Xun smiled, and said unhurriedly: "I just want to know, you are the so-called deep?"

"Of course, it's only four sentences, but it contains some of my life insights and thoughts on love. It's not thought-provoking, but it still has some depth."

When talking, Han Yeshenghua had a haughty look on his face, and at the same time he said: "Of course, you are a middle school student, and you usually only write essays at most."

"I don't know much about other literature, this can be forgiven, young man, there is still a long way to go in the future, study hard."

With a serious expression, it seems that he is a few grades higher than Su Xun. This guy has not forgotten to educate Su Xun, no matter how he looks at it, he feels that he is not good enough.

Fortunately, Su Xun was not so angry at this time, instead he said: "Sorry, when it comes to poetry, I know better than you."

"These few lines of your poems are of a certain level, but they are not very good. At best, they are of an average level."

As soon as these words came out, even Su Xun was quite calm, but the others were not calm, and looked at Su Xun with shocked eyes.

I thought to myself, did this kid drink fake wine or lose his will, dare to say anything?
He even said that he understood poetry better than a famous writer like Han Ye Shenghua, saying that Han Ye Shenghua's level was only this level. Even a giant in the literary world would not dare to say this casually.

Speaking from the mouth of a middle school student, I feel a little strange.

Many people frowned, thinking that Su Xun's saying that Han Yeshenghua was too arrogant for him as a high school student.

At this time, some teachers from other schools began to ridicule: "Hey, you Linjiang No. [-] Middle School are really talented, and your tone is really scary."

"If you say that your level is higher than other professional writers, if you have the ability, you can write a poem for everyone to see, so that everyone can see how your level is."

"That's right, if you have the ability to write one, you'll talk about it."

"…………"

The other schools had always thought that Linjiang No. [-] Middle School was not dealing with it, so it was normal for them to come and add insult to injury at this time.

People are inherently complicated, and most of them live for profit.

Han Yesheng Hua looked at Su Xun with disdain on his face, and then he said: "That's right, you also come to the scene and write a poem for me to see, let me see the poem written by someone with a higher level than me." what does it look like."

Zhang Tianze also realized that something was wrong. It seemed that what Su Xun said just now was too crazy, as if he was going to freeze the scene.

If it goes on like this, it will probably end badly. Su Xun is still too young and has a little impulsive temper.

Just when Zhang Tianze wanted to go up and help Su Xun smooth things over, Su Xun suddenly said: "Okay, in that case, I will write a poem for you to see."

"He actually wants to write poetry?"

Zhang Tianze was startled, and thought to himself, isn't this just a joke, can ordinary people write that stuff?

I thought that Su Xun was too angry, so he agreed directly impulsively, so Zhang Tianze hurriedly said: "Su Xun, don't be impulsive, how can you write that thing."

Middle school students rarely come into contact with poetry, because this kind of thing is not encouraged. Generally, in the composition requirements, there will definitely be this sentence "the style is not limited, except poetry".

This shows that poetry is not required to be mastered, and middle school students are not encouraged to write poetry, otherwise there will be no points for direct composition.

Because this thing is really difficult, it looks simple to you, but in fact it is not the same thing, it is too difficult to express an artistic conception in a few words.

Most of the poems are not called poems at all, they are just moaning for nothing, and writing them will only make everyone feel sick.

Zhang Tianze was terrified when he heard that Su Xun was really going to write a poem. He couldn't be so impulsive, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write it in a while, it would be so embarrassing.

This thing is much more difficult than composition, and it is not easy to write. Not everyone is as good as Han Yeshenghua, who can write it on the spot in a few minutes.

But Su Xun smiled, and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I know what's going on."

Han Yeshenghua still had a superficial smile on his face, he felt that Su Xun was pretending to be forceful, but it's a pity that if he put on such a force, there will always be times when he can't pretend.

So he said: "Okay, since you are so confident, then come on, please let me see high-level things."

"Bring paper and pen!"

Su Xun didn't hesitate here, just brought the pen and paper over, thought about it for about a minute, and probably had an idea in his mind.

I just heard Su Xun say: "Since the great writer just wrote about love, then I will write "Mother's Love"."

Everyone didn't speak after hearing it. Mother's love, just hearing the name, felt bad, because it was almost ruined by others, and what depth could be written.

I'm afraid only those who are not good enough will write this kind of thing.

However, no one said anything. If you have any ideas, please don't worry. Now is not the time to make fun of others. After he finishes writing, he can start.

If Su Xun writes with spirit, the writing is almost done in 2 minutes. It feels like the time spent is less than Han Yeshenghua just now.

When Su Xun said that he had finished writing, someone was already shaking his head secretly, thinking that this young man had entered into a misunderstanding.

He kept trying to compare with Han Ye Shenghua, even in terms of speed, how could this be possible, Han Ye is a real man in five seconds, who can be faster than him?
Ahem, let’s be serious, writing poetry is actually not easy, even harder than writing a piece of prose.

If it takes a few minutes, it's nonsense. Han Ye Shenghua can write it in a few minutes because he probably already has a draft in his mind.

In addition, he also has a certain level, so he can succeed.

But not everyone can compare with him, Su Xun deliberately wanted to imitate, and also wrote a poem quickly, but in fact, it was a mere imitation, which was counterproductive.

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