"This guy actually wrote the compilation of the poem!"

"How is this... possible?"

Looking at Jiang Liu's four golden lines above his head, the male and female students in the classroom felt their hearts trembled a few times.

This poem begins with a striking sound, and uses three geese, geese and geese to describe the sound and beauty of the geese.

Through the comparison of "curved neck" and "facing the sky", "white hair" and "green water", "red palm" and "clear waves", we write down the beauty of the lines and colors of the goose.

at the same time!

The word "song".

The word "floating".

The word "其".

These three words describe the dynamic beauty of the goose!

Hearing!

Vision!

Static!

dynamic!

Tone!

color!

Perfect combination, deified the image of the goose vividly in front of people!

This poem is simply shocking, making people silent in the imagination in the poem, and they can't come back to their senses for a long time.

"The poems that are included in the collection are not a thousand excellent. They must be included in the school monument for the whole school to observe. Looking at the entire Jiangnan University, few students can write them. Didn't he even step into the threshold of holy cultivation? He actually wrote the poems that were included in the collection as soon as he wrote them?"

Ye Feier was confused inside!

She was also shocked by the literary talent of Jiang Liu's poem!

Is this still a famous waste fool in the past?

Why did you suddenly become so literary today that you wrote an extremely difficult poem to write?

The poems that have been included in Jiangnan University are numerous and rare among the tens of thousands of students studying at the entire Jiangnan University!

"Teacher, could he copy this poem from where he copied it? With his talent and knowledge, how could he write poems of different levels?"

Among the quiet teacher, among the shocked male and female students, Zhang Heng was dull for a long time, suddenly his face turned red and he said to Ye Feier.

He was a famous talent at Jiangnan University.

On weekdays, he is arrogant and arrogant, and rarely takes people into consideration.

In his consciousness, the other students of Jiangnan University were all garbage, and they were only trampled by him.

Even his poems have not been included in the title, but Jiang Liu, a famous waste material at Jiangnan University, actually wrote the poems he has included in the titles. How could he be willing to do so?

"There are all spiritual powers in the text. If it is plagiarism, this poem will definitely not achieve the psychic effect. If it is separated from the paper, there is definitely no possibility of this."

On the side of Zhang Heng, Su Yiqing's beautiful eyes were deep. He looked at the poem above Jiang Liu's head, pondered for a while, and said out loud.

In this world of psychic words, there is a connection between all words.

If two identical poems, or articles, or words appear, there will definitely be some response.

Therefore, it can basically be ruled out that Jiang Liu's poem, which is included in the article, is a possibility of plagiarism.

Unless he splits the poems written by others one by one, regroups them, and uses opportunistic methods to deceive the inspiration between the words, he will have a chance.

after all.

This method is not uncommon at Jiangnan University, but there are undoubtedly more in this world of holy cultivation.

"Then how could he write such a masterpiece poem? He has never written any poem that has achieved the psychic effect in two years since he entered Jiangnan University!"

The male and female students in the classroom also rush to speak out in confusion.

All of this is incredible!

If this poem was written by others, they might still understand it.

But this poem comes from the idiot Jiang Liu, how can people accept it?

After all, Jiang Liu, the name of a saint cultivator, has spread throughout every corner of Jiangnan University, and is too deeply rooted!

However, looking at the male and female students in the classroom, with their suspicious eyes, Jiang Liu had 100,000 grass mud horses roaring and howling in his heart.

Nimbus's.

A song about goose is so unacceptable. Is this really a college student?

If he remembers this poem about goose correctly, it was a poem he learned on the first day of his first grade?

There are 300 poems like this among the 300 Tang poems!

If these three hundred capitals were written out, these so-called college students would not be scared to tears?

What's more, this poem about goose is written by Luo Binwang when he was seven years old. Even a seven-year-old kid is not as good as a seven-year-old kid. Jiang Liu was a little suspicious. He was not reborn in a university, but in a kindergarten.

"Jiang Liu, in the two years since you entered Jiangnan University, you have never written poems with spiritual effects. You shouldn't have learned bad things. You used other people's poems to split and recombine them one by one to deceive the induction between words and get passed the assessment, right?"

"If this is the case, it will be difficult for me to pass the assessment for you this time, unless you can continue to write another poem while there is still some time."

On the podium, Ye Feier was silent for a long time, and finally she pulled her eyes back from the poem above Jiang Liu's head and looked at Jiang Liu.

She really wanted to know whether Jiang Liu had really suddenly woke up, or had taken advantage of the psalm of others and combined such a compilation of such a psalm!

"I agree with Teacher Ye and ask him to continue writing a song. It's hard for us to believe why he suddenly had such a good talent!"

"Yes, this poem must have combined other people's poems and cleverly bypassed the inductive connection between the words. If he continues to write another poem, he will know whether it is true or false!"

As soon as Ye Feier's voice came out, many male and female students in the classroom echoed.

They almost felt a little unacceptable to Jiang Liu's poems that were written in detail.

False!

It is the only conclusion they set for Jiang Liu!

Only by making false can all this be explained!

"You are paralyzed by opportunism. I can write three hundred poems like this in one breath without stopping. Do you believe it? A bunch of scumbags!"

Jiang Liu has a temper:

"But you just want me to write, I'll write it? What do you think of me? The content of this test seems to be just a random poem, which is considered the assessment result, right? Why do I have to write two poems? Is it because I'm handsome? Or am I your father?"

He used to make a living by his appearance, and talent would have to be calculated as a different cost.

"Jiang Liu, you must be panicked, right? I knew you couldn't write the second poem. This included poem must have been combined from other people's poems!"

Seeing that Jiang Liu was unwilling to write the second poem, Zhang Heng sneered suddenly.

In his opinion, Jiang Liu refused because he was mostly panic and timid, knowing that he had no ink, so he couldn't write it!

"I'm just saying, how can a person who can't even step into the threshold of a holy cultivation write a verse that is of grade? Judging from his reaction, it's probably true."

"Yes, it must have been written in fraud. The difficulty of entering the grade is extraordinary. How could he, a person who has not even stepped into the threshold of holy cultivation, write a grade of poetry?"

"You know, although the words are all inspired, there are still many people who take advantage of the opportunity to split up all the poems written by others and regroup them. He must have used this dirty method."

Countless laughter and mockery spread among the male and female students in the classroom.

Nearly half of the students, including Zhang Heng, sneered smugly, and their eyes looked at Jiang Liu, filled with a strong divine light of disdain.

The only difference is that only Su Yiqing has a frosty face and looks at the sarcastic male and female students in the classroom, wrinkling in disgust.

She hoped that Jiang Liu could write another song so that she could clearly know whether Jiang Liu, a classmate who had loved her for two years, had really woken up or cheated for a while.

"Jiang Liu, I, Jiangnan University, have always cracked down on such fraudulent cheating methods. Although I believe you, my classmates suspect that you should continue to write a poem to prove your innocence. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to record your poem in your assessment results!"

Ye Feier stood in front of the classroom, looking at Jiang Liu's eyes with some expectations. She still hoped that Jiang Liu could agree and continue to write another poem.

"Teacher Ye, I have written a song. Why don't you remember me for the assessment results?"

Jiang Liuxiao looked at the many sarcastic male and female students around him and asked Ye Feier.

"Because I can't be sure whether you have made a fraud." Ye Feier also said helplessly.

False?

Isn't this nonsense?

Is this a deliberate attempt to force him to show off and slap him in the face?
Chapter completed!