My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 93 Confronting the King of Poetry
Nothing happened that night, and it was a quiet night.

Both Wen Yu and Fu Chengque were studying at their desks.

It's a bit cold.

Fu Chengque went out and poured herself a cup of hot water, and when she came back, she saw Wen Yu also poured herself a cup.

She opened the window, stuck out her tongue and made a grimace and said, "Students are smart! Just pour water like me, shameless!"

Wen Yu glanced at her, sat down without saying anything.

Seeing that the other party ignored her, Fu Chengque had no choice but to sit down.

As soon as she sat down, she heard the opposite side open the window and shouted:

"Learn from others! You sit down like me, shameless!"

"you copy me!"

"You learn from me!"

"Wow! Blood spitting, how did I learn from you!"

"You learn and I learn from you!"

"???"

At this moment, Fu Chengque felt that his brain was not enough.

Regardless, childhood sweethearts are not likable occasionally, on the contrary——

He and she will also be very annoying.

There are many faults and shortcomings.

The two turned their heads, and no one paid any attention to the other, and each started to study.

It's just that the curtains were not closed, and the two clusters of lights reflected each other, and they could see each other when they looked up.

……

This weekend is over, and there is only one week left until the final exam.

Everyone was flustered... Oh, when the fourth group saw it, they collectively thought: It seemed that Chen Minghe was the only one.

He poked his head a few times in class four, and asked someone to bring in a piece of paper for Wen Yu.

Wen Yu unfolded it and saw one part of adapted lyrics and one part of original lyrics.

Fu Chengque also came up to take a look, and said after reading it: "Chen Minghe is so annoying, let's forget about being annoying, and give away waste paper!"

Wen Yu agreed, "A piece of waste paper."

And sent this to Chen Minghe via WeChat, and bluntly said that Lu Min would not like it, hoping to slightly dampen his indelible enthusiasm.If this went on like this, he felt a little cruel.

But Chen Minghe didn't believe in evil. The next day he was very bold to find someone by himself, and sent the lyrics to Lu Min like a love letter.

Lu Min glanced at it a few times, as if seeing something that shouldn't be seen, and lost it in a panic.

This scene clearly fell into the eyes of Wen Yu and Fu Chengque, and they whispered to each other.

Fu Chengque whispered: "I hate Chen Minghe."

"There is indeed a point."

"You go beat him!"

"It's just a beating, isn't it good?"

"Why can't you beat me!"

"Lu Min didn't say anything..."

"Okay. Let's protect Xiao Min!"

"agree!"

"Hey, you are very good!" Fu Chengque snickered, "Better than Chen Minghe."

"Where's the good?"

"Uh, all good."

"Thank you for trying so hard to praise me with nonsense."

"whee……"

This week the [study group] continued to work hard, asking for leave between classes to do the questions at noon, and Fu Chengque had an extra little problem-he had to go to Wen Yu's to study for a while every night.

This is what she came up with herself.

On Friday night, the temperature dropped sharply, which is different from the "cold" of the previous few days. This day can be called "frozen".

Fu Chengque was trembling in Wen Yu's bedroom.

"Mr. Wen, don't you use Little Sun? Are you not cold?"

"I wear a lot of clothes, so I'm not cold."

The girl gave a very vulgar thumbs up, and ran to her room to bring a small solar heater.

When the switch was turned on, the heat pipe immediately turned orange red, and a burst of heat gushed out.

In the southern city of Jiangcheng, the humidity intensifies in winter, and there is no heating. It is quite difficult not to go to bed at night.

Without heating equipment, I want to study quietly, purely relying on perseverance.

Fu Chengque warmed her hands, and sat happily in Wen Yu's seat, spread out the paper, and got ready.

Wen Yu stood beside him, rubbed his hands together, "Start the class."

Fu Chengque also learned to rub her hands: "Come on, let's start!"

In the room, under the light.

The boy spoke slowly, and the girl listened quietly, occasionally raised her head to ask a few words, and soon lowered her head to write seriously after getting an explanation.

It was extremely cold outside the window, and in the next few days, the previous low temperature record will also be refreshed.

Maybe, there will be heavy snow.

……

For the last make-up class this Sunday, Wen Yu focused on "rest".

Everyone has worked hard in the past two weeks, and it will only be counterproductive to continue studying intensively. It is better to take a good rest on the weekend.

So he let a few people sleep late in the morning and study in the afternoon.The goal after the collection is not to overcome difficulties, but to review the content you are interested in in a more relaxed chat environment.

Xiao Gua, Fang Ling and Lu Min gathered around Little Sun, warming up and reading the questions.

Wen Yu sat for a while, then walked to the balcony, staring at the line of distant mountains between the buildings.

After a while, Fu Chengque walked over.

With her hands behind her back, she leaned over to look at Wen Yu's dedicated face, as if she had something to say.

Suddenly, she chanted loudly: "Thousands of mountains and birds will fly away, and thousands of paths will disappear!"

Xiaogua screamed strangely inside, "Orange Bird, what a poem!"

Fang Ling clapped his hands violently.

Wen Yu glanced at her as if she was looking at her with her hands behind her back, looking like a poetess.

He pondered for a while, and then said nonsense: "Shuangduan is white, and snow is red like Yinlian."

Fu Chengque let out a cry, and read again: "The bright moon shines on the snow, and the wind is strong and mournful."

After reading, she looked at Wen Yu with a proud face.

She just came here after searching on Baidu, full of confidence!
Wahahaha, Wen Yu, think about it, think about it quickly!

I can't figure it out, I'm going to freak out.

It's a pity that Wen Yuzhi thought for ten seconds before speaking: "The wind beats the dead wood, and the winter snow covers the house."

So strong!

As expected of the ruthless person who is about to reach the top of the class.

Fu Chengque was under some pressure, and decided to suppress Wen Yu's prestige with difficulty, and said viciously:
"The cold wind is blowing, the sky is thousands of miles away, and it is as dim as the clouds."

Unexpectedly, Wen Yu thought faster this time, "Where the wind blows through the trees, how can the Banxi River cross, and there are countless winter plums falling."

Fu Chengque couldn't help but let out a "yes".

It's really amazing, I can think of the right verse so quickly.

You must know that what she reads are all related to winter, just thinking about it is already very powerful.

What surprised her even more was that what Wen Yu thought of sounded a little powerful!
"Brother Wen is a great talent!" Fu Chengque raised his hands in a bow.

"Brother Fu, I've accepted it!" Wen Yu returned the salute with a smile on his face.

Xiao Gua and Fang Ling also came over, and said to Wen Yu, "As expected of Mr. Wen", "Wen Yu's handy", and so on, flattering and complimenting Wen Yu for a while.

Fu Chengque asked curiously: "How is Brother Wen so talented?"

Wen Yu caressed the non-existent Xu and said, "The teacher taught well."

"Which teacher!"

"Chinese teacher."

"?"

At this time, Lu Min behind laughed loudly.

Before Fu Chengque left the role, she said, "Why are you laughing, Brother Lu?"

Lu Min laughed even louder, and after a while he calmed down, pointed at Wen Yu and said, "Didn't you realize that those poems are all made up by him now?"

Fu Chengque: "..."

Xiaogua: "..."

Fang Ling: "..."

The few people stayed outside for a while, but they were too cold to be blown by the wind. When they came back, they all hugged the heater and shivered.

Xiaogua shivered, "Wow, wow, it's freezing outside, and the wind is still strong, little sun save my dog's life."

Fu Chengque squeezed her chin and said, "I feel like it might snow tonight!"

Lu Min bit his pen, "We've been reporting the weather forecast for a week, but we still haven't made it down."

Fu Chengque raised her hips, "I'm more accurate than the weather forecast. I said I will go down tonight, so I have to go down tonight! Wahahaha."

As a result, there was nothing but wind that night.

The final exam is scheduled for Wednesday next week, that is, on January 1th and 20st.

On Monday afternoon, however, the sky was terribly gloomy, and finally, snowflakes slowly drifted up.

On Tuesday, even bigger snowflakes fell, and in the afternoon, when Ban Chen explained the key arrangements before the exam and the classification rules, it was already a vast expanse of whiteness outside.

A lot of snow.

(End of this chapter)