The perfect future of rebirth

As a new era of young students, the new era of long in the spring breeze, Zhao Po lifetime has always feel that people should be low-key, simply, if there is nothing necessary, he will not be sinned.

With a virtue, and gas management, these eight words are Zhao Poisheng to give their own code after thinking about it, simply, is trying to use peaceful means to achieve their own purpose.

As a civilized person, Zhao Poisheng feels that he has enough style.

Things such as fighting are barbaric people will do. It is the so-called people to rule people, and the labor is cured by people, as a rebirth, this self-confidence Zhao Po is still there.

It is also because of this reason, even if Li Zhiyuan provocated himself, Zhao Poisheng has not ignored.

The bear child is not listening, it is difficult to be an adult, can you see himself?

Of course, the face is definitely to play, so Zhao Poked life left that bunch of words.

At this moment, those words read from Hu Xiakou, as if a reminder, the slap in Li Zhiyuan's face, let him not say it.

Now Li Zhiyuan, I feel that I am the biggest joke.

Just, he also said that Zhao Poisheng Yang Lang did, can't write a poem, but now, a sentence, especially the two short poems, it seems like Zhao Poisheng is silent.

"It turns out that he really doesn't write, but not willing to write."

Mu Qingqing sounded the sound of the benefits, not light, not low, but several people left the head.

They are all people who have just attached and Li Zhiyuan, but now, all are not awkward.

"Hey, in reading poems." At this time, there was a footsteps in the distance. He walked in a few middle-aged people, headed, is a middle-aged man in forty.

Seeing people, Gu Xueyi will welcome it: "Dean Zhou, you are coming."

"Well, pass this side, see your banner, come and see, how do you do it, is it in the opening poem?" Zhou Yan said with Gu Xiyi.

Gu Xueyi nodded: "It is necessary to graduate soon, everyone will join together, it is commemorating."

To speaking, she smiled and said to the Dean: "Dean, come over to tell you a few words."

The Dean Zhou is the deputy dean of the literary school, and there is a writer in the province, the poet, is said that he is very deep in the modern poem. At that year, the Northern University is also a famous talent, and now in the school. It is also a good thing.

"Okay, then I will talk a few words." Zhou Yan smiled, walk into the pavilion, very clearly, he and these poetic students are very familiar, and a few big three four four have walked over to him. .

"Hey, you have to graduate." Zhou Dean couldn't help but feel some emotions, then he saw Mu Qingqing, laughed and said, "Mu Qingqing, have you been writing a good poem?"

Obviously, two people know.

Mu Qingqing shook his head: "No, there is no feeling recently."

Zhou Fengjun huh, huh, huh, huh: "Don't worry, write poetry, it is necessary to inspire and opportunities, the article this day, the wonderful hand is awkward."

Subsequently, he saw Hu Xia and other newly added poetic girls standing not far from Mu Qingqing, and woring off: "These students are born, is a new member?"

"Yes, they are all new people of our poetry." Mu Qingqing was introduced to everyone.

Zhou Yan said to Hu Xia and others, I was really prepared to encourage a few words, but I saw the pair of comic pigs held by Hu Xia Huan, and I laughed, "Classmates, this is a poem." Society, can not be a comic society, do you have a pig's head? What is the word, how is it, how is it? "

Hu Xiatan was red, and a strong shook head denied, "No, you misunderstand."

The survey laughed and said: "Can you see me, what?"

I heard this sentence, Hu Xia was embarrassed, I originally wanted to refuse, I think that Zhao Poisheng was a look like Li Zhiyuan, I remembered that the boyfriend blamed his eyes, she bite his teeth, directly put the paper directly to the surrounding hospital long.

The Dean Zhou took the pair of comics and bowed his head.

After this eye, his eyes didn't leave the paper.

After half of the half, the Dean Zhou raised his head and looked at Hu Xia, tested and asked: "Do you write?"

"No, not me, not me."

Hu Xia was busy shaking his head and denied: "Write this is my friend."

"Which professional is he?" Zhou's dean continued to ask.

"Advertising planning." Hu Xia was a little strange to answer.

"Chaos the piano! How can this genius, how can you learn advertisements? He should come to the literary school!" Zhou Captain suddenly said, but did not pay attention, the face of people around him changed.

Li Zhiyuan suddenly felt that he is now a little more.

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Zhao Poked and Tan Kai returned to the dormitory. At night, Hu Xia gave Tan Kai to Tan Kai, and this guy took Xiao Lingtong to dance in the dormitory, and looked at others.

"Your guy, crazy?" Wen Yu looked at Tan Kai.

Tan Kaixi smiled: "What do you know, I told you that today, Zhao is a face."

"What do you mean?"

When Wen Yu is angry, even Zhao Po will live, and it is a bit weird. "What happened?"

"Are you writing a poem on the paper?" Tan Kai said to Zhao.

Zhao Po lifetime, I thought I remembered, when I listened to the "poet" poem, I didn't have anything to write some short sentences on the paper.

"It is some short sentences, nothing." Zhao Poked his head and denied Tan Jie.

"Whether it is short sentence or poem, anyway, you have shocked them." Delicious reveal a smile, Tan Kai said to Zhao Poisheng, "You didn't see, Hu Xia said that Li Zhiyuan's face It seems that it is like a slap in the face. If there is a place, he can drill in it. "

After all, Li Zhiyuan just showed off his work was published by the newspaper in the city. Look out, it is indeed a lot more than him.

More importantly, the appearance of the Vice President of Zhouzi, who has almost unhappy position in Ninghai University, so that the whole thing is completely determined.

In the words of Zhou Vice President, a young man who can write that sentence may go to the advertising design, he clearly should become a free poetry.

In this regard, Zhao Poisheng said that he understood the heart of the old Wen Qing, and also understood the literati who was the survey leader. Poetry is everything they pursue.

But for yourself such a class, Feng Hou is not my wish, and money is more valuable.

Zhao Poisheng's mind is always making money.

Finish, completely did not save.