Chapter 80 (1/2)

This day, I was chatted to death again.

In the strange atmosphere, Tang Zhifei helped Li Zheng to his seat, then took out several papers from his bag and put them on the table: ”you have a good rest. The teacher is to help you deliver your homework.”

Li Zheng's look suddenly eased a lot.

I told you it was a paper giver.

He put down the crutch, picked up the paper and read: ”put it in the seat. I'll go there early tomorrow and make it all.”

Besides, let's have a good rest in the week You can't fit in your seat Tang Zhifei was embarrassed.

”No, I've got everything back.”

”Other reasons.” Tang Zhifei changed his words and said, ”you're good at recuperation. Don't think about the basketball game.”

Li Zheng shook his head and said: ”it's unlikely to play on Wednesday, but there will be drama in the final.”

”No, that's not right. Class honor is not important enough to sacrifice personal health. It's also the teacher who should have taken you to the hospital at that time. ” Tang Zhifei shook his head and took out Li Zheng's Zhou Ji Ben. ”Since I'm here, I'll tell you face to face.”

Li Zheng went over.

Tang Zhifei turned out Li Zheng's poem and commented on it.

”This poem is very interesting, very suitable for you, I believe that people like you will have resonance.”

”However, as you said, not original Oh, next time you can challenge pure original.”

”Among them, the title wave is clear and reflects the beautiful flowers, and the original sentence is” crossing the wave is clear and reflecting the beautiful flowers, and the green branches and the cold Phoenix are hanging. 】It comes from Su Shi's ”Ode to plum blossom on the West River.”

”When I dream back to the clouds and see the boundless world”, it comes from the Song Dynasty's poem Ding Fengbo. I don't mean to cherish the fallen flowers. ”

”This is a very partial word. You can recite this very well.”

”The writer of Ci is Mrs. Wei, the first female ci writer in Song Dynasty, which is no less than Li Qingzhao.”

”In this poem, you use Song Ci in two excerpts. It seems that you have a special preference for Song Ci?”

”Is it?” Li Zheng scratched his head and said, ”I didn't find it myself.”

”When it comes to Song Ci, Lin Yujing also likes it.” Tang Zhifei squinted and said, ”Song Ci is often used in Zhouji and composition.”

This turning point is extremely stiff.

Even though Li Zheng's social experience was limited, he realized Tang Zhifei's routine.

Bang!

The sound of something falling to the floor came from the bedroom.

”Ah?” Tang Zhifei jumped up and said, ”are your parents at home?”

”That...” Li Zheng said stiffly, ”my mother is jet lag, don't disturb her.”

”But the voice...” Tang Zhifei looked at the bedroom door anxiously.

”She doesn't sleep honestly. She's always out of bed. It's OK. She'll climb up on her own.”

”Would you like to go in and have a look?”

”No more.” Li Zheng quickly pulled back to the topic, ”Lin qiojing also likes Song Ci, and then?”

”Oh, ha ha, nothing, nothing.” Tang Zhifei waved his hand with a smile, ”it's hard to find a bosom friend. The teacher understands you a little bit I feel it. ”

”Yes? Do you understand that? ” Li Zheng tried his best to describe the friendship between Ye Gucheng and Ximen chuixue

”Friend Friendship... ” Tang Zhifei thought for a long time, but he could not defeat Li Zhenggang's eyes. He said with a hard head, ”this, the teacher naturally believes in you. Just ask you one thing - can you, a little lower key.”

”Oh?”

”It is Don't let so many students see it, especially when I'm here. Give me face at least... ” Tang Zhifei put his palms together, pitifully, ”help me. You can do it. I can do it.”

”Don't say that, Miss Tang. That's right. Lin Yujing is a little bit in debt. ” Li Zheng nodded and said, ”it's her who recruited me. I just ignore her.”

Boo!!

The sound of scratching the door.

“…… Are you sure you just dropped out of bed Tang Zhifei worried and said, ”you'd better go in and have a look.”