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With the question, the principals began to prepare to write poetry.

Some were immersed in thinking, while others were thinking about poems with their eyes closed.

But Ye Chen saw that Shen Qiang and a few people who had a good relationship with him even started writing.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, obviously they knew the topic in advance.

Because the time to compose poems is only half an hour, they naturally have a great advantage in preparing in advance.

Ye Chen suddenly felt a little pain in his stomach, so he got into the toilet.

At this time, many of these university presidents had finished writing poems and began to comment on each other.

"Old Zhou, your poem is very artistic."

"Haha, just write it casually, old Shen, your poem is beautiful."

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A group of people are licking each other.

At this moment, Zhou Kun suddenly looked around.

"Where did Ye Chen go?"

"I just saw him slip out."

"Haha, it must be because I can't write poetry for fear of embarrassment, so I slipped away."

"Young people nowadays, it's so exaggerated."

Everyone guessed that Ye Chen left because he couldn't write poems.

In the toilet, Ye Chen squatted holding his mobile phone, looking at the poems that had been posted on the official website.

A poem by the president of Beihe University: "A full moon hangs in the sky, as if hanging in my heart. Wherever I go, wherever he goes, it shines on the earth and my heart..."

President of Nanhe University: "The full moon is beautiful and picturesque, the mooncakes are round and round, eat mooncakes, and enjoy the full moon..."

At this time, netizens have already started voting.

Most of them are college students, and many vote for the principal of their school.

Ye Chen returned to the auditorium after going to the toilet, hearing several university presidents talking about him.

"Ye Chen is just a joke, he can write poems."

"There are a few young people today who can write poetry, and the things left by our ancestors have been completely lost by these young people."

"That's right, I guess I can't read what I wrote."

Ye Chen raised his brow.

I don't know how to write poems? I can't read what I write?

Ye Chen didn't believe it yet.

I have 300 Tang poems, but I can't beat you?

Ye Chen originally wanted to write a song, but found that there was no signal here.

Forget it!

Anyway, even if he won the first prize, he was just pretending to be coercive. With these principals, Ye Chen really didn't bother to pretend to be coerced with them.

Ye Chen was too lazy to type, so he gave up writing poems.

Half an hour arrived and entered the formal link of the sorority.

On the stage, a beautiful host came onto the stage and said with a smile: "Hello principals, welcome everyone to the magic city. The theme of our sorority today is poetry. I have just seen the poems written by the principals in the background. It’s very exciting. Now we have the top ten principals in the voting session on stage."

Shen Qiang was the first to come on stage and he smiled and said, "Hello, every principal, since I am the host, then I will show my ugliness first."

"The moon shines in all directions, the silver suit wraps the earth, the moon shadow floats in the water, the breeze caresses willow branches..."

Shen Qiang's poems immediately received rounds of applause.

"Principal Shen's poems are so beautiful."

"Yes, I wrote the mood of the moon vividly."

"It's really a good poem."

Listening to everyone's flattery, Shen Qiang was full of spring breeze, clasped his fists, and then stepped down.

Zhou Kun couldn't help saying: "Principal Shen, your poems are getting more and more detailed."

Shen Qiang said modestly: "Where does Zhou Lao's poems have everyone's style."

Then several principals took the stage.

Finally, Zhou Kun came to the stage in a round of applause.

Zhou Kun is known as the Little Poem Saint.

Even has his own collection of poems.

In voting now, Zhou Kun's poem is also ranked first.

Zhou Kun cleared his throat after taking the stage, and then began to recite poems.

"The full moon comes out of Nanshan, in the vast misty rain. The long wind strokes thousands of miles, the moon hangs at Yumen Pass..."

Hearing Zhou Kun's poem, thunderous applause immediately rang out on the scene.

"As expected of Principal Zhou, the poems written are great."

"The proper first place."

Everyone was shocked by Zhou Kun's poem, it was really good.

The host also stepped onto the stage: "Lao Zhou's poems are really good, and the artistic conception of the poems is really beautiful."

Zhou Kun smiled faintly: "I just write it casually, it's very common."

"The handwriting is so good, Principal Zhou is too good."

At this time, the comments in the live broadcast room were also hot.

"Our principal Zhou is awesome."

"Who else is this poem written?"

"That's right, this is the foundation of a century-old school, much better than that other star university."

Seeing someone criticizing Star University, the students who watched the live broadcast of Star University were not happy.

"What's wrong with our Star University? A century-old school is awesome, and the times are progressing."

"As for the poems written by the president of Star University, I don't think there are any other than a hundred people, so I can't write them clearly.

The students of Star University were speechless.

They searched the rankings and did not see the poem written by Ye Chen.

Zhou Kun was still talking at this time.

"Some of our university presidents don't pay much attention to traditional culture, and always like to make opportunities. I also advise such young people to look more at our national studies and add more of their own cultural heritage. ."

Ye Chen was speechless.

I'm so pissed off you, this is obviously aimed at myself.

The principals at the scene were all in their forties, and the only young man in their twenties was Ye Chen, who was too direct.

After hearing Zhou Kun's words, the students of Star University quit.

"What does the president of Jiangsu and Zhejiang University mean?"

"Yes, don't you just write a few poems?"

"This is a live broadcast. It is a bit too much to openly say that the principal of the other person is.

Many students at Star University couldn't stand it anymore and were filled with righteous indignation.

However, Ye Chen did not make the list, so they were angry but had no way to refute it.

It can be said that Zhou Kun is very ruthless, he just wants to clean up Ye Chen on such occasions.

You robbed me of five elites, and why did you squeeze our Jiangsu and Zhejiang University's rankings into the top three? Can I make you comfortable?

Ye Chen's eyes are also slightly narrowed. If the tiger doesn't show his power, you will treat me as Hellokitty."

At this time, Shen Qiang of Mordu University also echoed: "Yes, Guoxue is our national quintessence. Some of our principals, especially some young principals, should indeed learn more about inheriting culture. They can't even write a poem. , I really can't take it out."

The two people sang and got together. Although there was no name call, everyone heard that they were talking about Ye Chen.

Many people understand the intentions of the two people, and some people cannot see it.

Chen Mu stood beside Ye Chen and said, "Xiaoye and his literati are like this, don't be angry."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I'm fine, since they want me to make poems, then I will make them for them."

With that said, Ye Chen walked towards the stage.

Chen Mu didn't hold it for a moment: "Ye Chen, don't be impulsive."

After all, Ye Chen is the business card of Magic Capital University. It would be too embarrassing to write poems on stage with a smile on impulse."