Qi Lin felt himself on the brink of ruin and couldn’t help but rush to the podium.
He snatched the paper from the teacher’s hand.
Black words on white paper, it was indeed Sheng Tang.
Sheng Tang, first place in the poetry contest, work "Saying Goodbye to Cambridge Again."
Qi Lin’s face was even paler than the paper.
The happiest one was not Sheng Tang herself, but her deskmate, Jiang Baocu.
Jiang Baocu was so excited that her hands were trembling.
Sheng Tang won, and she was happier than if she had won herself!
"Humph, let them say what they did about you, now their words are coming back to bite them. Serves them right!" Jiang Baocu laughed.
Qi Lin stood there, still looking lost.
The horoom teacher frowned slightly and said to him, "Return to your seat!"
Qi Lin slowly dragged himself back, feeling like he wanted to die. He was finished, whether he honored the bet or broke his promise, he wouldn’t be able to lift his head in class.
He was done for, jumping off a building would be quicker and end it all.
The horoom teacher called Sheng Tang to stand: "Classmates, let’s give Sheng Tang a round of applause."
The applause was loud.
The boys in the back even whistled, probably waiting to see Qi Lin run laps naked.
The horoom teacher said, "I’ll take two more minutes of your ti to read Sheng Tang’s award-winning poem."
The classroom quieted down again.
Everyone had their own thoughts.
Jiang Wei felt indifferent. Sheng Tang must have won because the other students didn’t perform well; otherwise, she wouldn’t have had the chance.
The horoom teacher began to read aloud:
Quietly, I am leaving,
Just as I quietly ca;
I wave my hand gently,
Saying goodbye to the evening clouds.
The golden willows by the riverside,
Are the brides in the sunset;
The reflections in the shimring waves,
Are swaying in my heart.
The green reeds on the soft mud,
Sway gracefully in the water;
In the gentle waves of the Cam River,
I am willing to be a water weed!
The pool under the shade of the elms,
Is not a spring, but a rainbow;
Crushed among the floating algae,
Are dreams like rainbows settling down.
Seeking the dream? Holding a long pole,
Drifting towards greener grass;
Carrying a boat full of starlight,
Singing in the dazzling starlight.
But I cannot sing,
Silence is the flute of farewell;
Sumr insects have also beco silent for ,
Quietness is tonight’s Cambridge.
Quietly, I am leaving,
Just as I quietly ca;
I wave my sleeve,
Not taking away a cloud.
When she finished reading, the class was silent for a mont. Everyone could tell it was a great poem, well-read by the teacher, its diction and rhythm were beautiful.
Sheng Tang, hearing it from the horoom teacher, also sighed: "A representative work of the New Moon School, Xu Zhimo was truly extraordinarily talented!"
anwhile, Jiang Wei’s face turned ashen.
Unlike other classmates, she understood and appreciated poetry more. She had been writing poetry since elentary school; honestly, she couldn’t write sothing like this.
Even her father would struggle to write sothing like this.
This was an exceptionally high standard, Sheng Tang deserved to take first place!
"Oh, I have goosebumps! This poem is truly good!"
"Sheng Tang, who knew you were so talented!" A classmate in front turned around and said.
Another classmate said, "Anyway, Sheng Tang, you should treat us to sothing; the prize money is so substantial!"
The horoom teacher quieted them down again.
"After 3 PM today, all students are to gather in the auditorium for the award ceremony where certificates and trophies will be presented, along with the recitation of the winning poems," said the horoom teacher.
The students instantly lost their focus on studying.
For the next class, the horoom teacher let them study by themselves while she went to the office.
As soon as she left, Qi Lin ran off.
He was truly in despair.
Upon seeing him go, Wang Haihao couldn’t stay in the classroom either and went to the boys’ restroom.
The class beca even more chaotic.
Feng Yijin, with thick makeup on, still couldn’t conceal her pale and angry face.
She hated that she couldn’t slap Wei Chengjun: Look at her terrible idea!
If not for the two of them, could Sheng Tang have shined today?
Impossible!
The opportunity originally belonged to Jiang Wei!
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