Gu Chunbo looked excited.

His eyes when he looked at Cheng Wenhua were full of fiery eyes. Such fiery eyes made Cheng Wenhua think that he had seen his first love.

"I've been awarded, you've been awarded."

Cheng Wenhua spoke quickly.

"You are humble and can teach such poetic students. You, as a teacher, have definitely made an indelible contribution!"

"You are too polite."

"You're welcome, what I'm saying is true. As the president of Xiacheng Modern Poetry Association, I have never seen such a spiritual modern poetry. It's so perfect, amazing, and amazing!"

When Gu Chunbo spoke, his palms holding Cheng Wenhua were trembling.

He was excited.

He was excited.

His inner joy was even more expressive!

The most important thing is that Gu Chunbo himself is a heavy lover of modern poetry.

He has studied that poem repeatedly these days, and the more he read it, the more he likes it.

It's simply amazing!

"Then...then think I'm very awesome, thank you."

Cheng Wenhua had not figured out any poems or something, but at this time, seeing Gu Chunbo was so excited, he did not refuse and responded.

"Haha, Teacher Cheng is the backbone teacher in our school, he is the real backbone teacher!"

Principal Yu next to him was also happy and blushed when he saw Gu Chunbo so respectful and praised Cheng Wenhua.

Have face!

The leader of the Chinese language team from Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School said that his teacher is good, and this is a big deal!

In the future, we can use it as a publicity point that can be widely promoted in the school newspaper!

"It can be seen that a teacher who can teach such a great student must be an extremely powerful teacher."

Sun Zhaojun next to him was also smiling and spoke repeatedly.

As the principal of Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School, his speech is even more important.

This made Cheng Wenhua even more excited.

The happiest thing about being a teacher for a lifetime is not how much money you make, but how you can make your students become successful and how you can teach your teaching methods recognized by other teachers!

Both sides were back and forth, and they were praised in all kinds of ways.

After a long time.

Then Gu Chunbo looked at Cheng Wenhua with a smile: "Teacher Cheng, if you have time, let's exchange teaching experience."

"I'm curious, how can you cultivate such a young genius poet, such a creative teenager."

"You must have a very high level of literature, right?"

literature……

Um?

literature?

Cheng Wenhua was stunned when he heard this.

Gu Chunbo and Sun Zhaojun both looked at him.

"Literature...well, but I teach mathematics."

Cheng Wenhua looked at Principal Yu on the other side, and Principal Yu also looked at him.

A little embarrassed.

"This doesn't matter."

Gu Chunbo responded the fastest: "It can be seen from the young genius poet in your class that Teacher Cheng, you are a good teacher who has implemented the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor."

"Well... although you teach mathematics, so if you have time, I'll talk to your Chinese teacher."

Gu Chunbo was haha, and Sun Zhaojun next to him also nodded repeatedly: "This teacher Cheng is not convenient, so let's take us to see the young poet now?"

"We made a special trip for him this time."

Genius young poet.

Cheng Wenhua has just suddenly grasped this key point.

But the poet?

Among the stupid students in my class who don’t like to study, there is a hidden poet?

"You mean...Sun Xiaoxue?"

Cheng Wenhua spoke carefully.

Sun Xiaoxue had submitted manuscripts to newspapers and magazines before and received ten yuan in manuscript fees. Cheng Wenhua knew about this.

"Who is Sun Xiaoxue?"

Gu Chunbo and Sun Zhaojun looked at each other, then shook their heads.

"That's it?"

Cheng Wenhua didn't dare to say anything anymore. He passed the students in the class one by one in his mind, but he had no impression at all!

In a class with such poor grades.

Can you still produce a poet?

Can the principals of high schools such as Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School make a special trip?

"It's Lin Nan."

Principal Yu, who was still there, couldn't listen, and quickly spoke: "Teacher Cheng, Lin Nan from your class!"

"Lin Nan is the young genius poet that Teacher Gu and Principal Sun are looking for!"

"Lin Nan is from your class, right? There is only Lin Nan in the whole grade."

Lin Nan…

I didn’t write that summer homework and just waited to come up and beat the class to get a slap in the middle of the game?

Cheng Wenhua's face was strange.

He wanted to speak but stopped.

"Teacher Cheng, please let Lin Nan... no, let's take us over and see this Lin Nan!"

Gu Chunbo looked pious: "I can't wait to see this Lin Nan with my own eyes!"

"Nan...Lin Nan..."

"There are trees and directions in the name, full of the atmosphere of nature. Just this name sounds like a poet!"

"I guess he must be a young man of the wind, with literary attainments that ordinary people cannot reach, with profound thoughts and melancholy, and full of youthful expectations for the future."

Gu Chunbo was talking there, looking expectant and yearning.

Sun Zhaojun next to him also looked as if he could see Lin Nan immediately.

The main thing is the song "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming", which is so amazing and awesome!

If Sun Zhaojun can transfer Lin Nan this time, it means that this poem can be directly used as a representative work of Xiacheng No. 1 Middle School, participating in the modern poetry writing competition, and won 100% of the prize with the quality of this poem.

This will be the honor of Xiacheng No. 1!

On the way to Class 7.

"Teacher Gu, Principal Sun, are you really... sure you're not mistaken?"

Cheng Wenhua still looked at the two of them hesitantly.

I'm worried that I'll make a big mistake and a big joke later.

"It's definitely true!"

Gu Chunbo looked serious: "This Lin Nan is a genius!"

"His existence will re-illuminate the path of modern poetry!"

"Teacher Cheng, I want to ask you, do you have a house facing the sea and flowers blooming in spring?"

Gu Chunbo asked.

Cheng Wenhua heard this and held it in his ears for a long time: "I am only a three-bedroom apartment with a 100-square-meter square meter opposite the house. There is a public toilet. I can't see the sea, but I can see a small river."

Arrive in front of Class 7.

"The old classmate is here!"
To be continued...