leave this sad place

Chapter 99 Waiting ([-])

"Yes, why don't I ask the Chinese teacher?" Ouyang's heart became active again.

"I've been groping here all this time, and I don't know if what I wrote counts as poetry?" Ouyang's heart flashed a hint of worry.Because no one taught him how to write poetry, he always thought that what he wrote was poetry, but was it poetry?How could he not have a trace of worry in his heart?He was afraid that what he wrote would be nondescript and make people laugh—it wasn't poetry at all.Wouldn't that make him very sad?
"Then how is a real poem defined? How can something written be considered a poem?" Ouyang became even more puzzled, and found that he knew nothing about this aspect, and he didn't understand anything at all, just random Presumptuous.

"Looks like it's time for me to ask my Chinese teacher." Ouyang murmured.I became a little uneasy again, wondering if this Chinese teacher would give me an answer that I could understand, and whether she would lead me into the temple of poetry.

Some misty fantasies emerged in his head again, imagining that he would be like other poets in the future - looking at the bright moon in the night sky and exhaling some well-known lines.Gently brush the stars in the sky with your hands, and what you pick off is the immortal chapter.

His eyes slowly became fascinated, and a sincere smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. Being immersed in such a wonderful illusion will undoubtedly make him happy physically and mentally.

"Hey, what are you thinking? As for showing such an expression?" Chen Cheng watched Ouyang talking to himself and then turned into a nympho, and asked curiously.

All the fantasies were instantly shattered like bubbles, like a colorful world suddenly without a ray of light.Ouyang's heart seemed to stop beating at that moment, and his brows frowned.He gave Chen Cheng a disgusted look for no reason, interrupting his fantasy like this really made him feel very annoyed.

"It's nothing, you can't think wildly!" Ouyang said angrily.

"Are you okay, did you take gunpowder today?" Chen Cheng felt a little strange, and wanted to test the temperature on Ouyang's forehead with his hands to see if he had a fever.

"You've just eaten gunpowder!" Ouyang casually knocked down Chen Cheng's hand.

"Then why do you smell like gunpowder and have such a big temper?" After Chen Cheng finished speaking, he asked cautiously, "I didn't provoke you today, did I?"

"Is it okay to be upset?" Ouyang continued to say angrily, such an obvious excuse, but there is something that makes sense.

"Okay, okay, you're upset. I can't afford to mess with you, can't I hide from you?" After Chen Cheng finished speaking, he took out his phone and started playing games.

Ouyang glanced at him, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart, and asked himself in his heart: "Is what I did just now right?"

"I showed you just now, um, that poem, do you have any other feelings after reading it?" Ouyang touched Chen Cheng cautiously, wanting to eliminate the momentary embarrassment, and also wanted to seek advice.

"Are you not bothered now?" Chen Cheng squinted at Ouyang.

Ouyang felt a little annoyed again, this guy still asked himself some questions like this.So, holding back his breath, he said, "Don't bother me anymore."

"It's enough to have your words, lest I accidentally offend you again." Chen Cheng chattered authentically.

"Are you going to talk or not?" Ouyang felt a little speechless, why didn't he see so much nonsense from him?

"Okay, let me say." Chen Cheng glanced at Ouyang, who was about to get angry, and quickly stopped the nonsense.Suddenly, another sentence popped up, "By the way, what do you want me to say?"

"Tell me about your feelings." Seeing Chen Cheng, Ouyang gave himself a few embarrassed laughs, this guy!Ouyang was even more speechless.

"Yes, feeling. Feeling? Well, let me think about it. Alright, I have it." Seeing Ouyang looking at him like a wolf staring at a sheep, Chen Cheng felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously said: "What kind of eyes?" ?”

Ouyang looked at Chen Cheng expectantly, and was about to listen to his advice carefully, but when he heard him say such a sentence suddenly, he felt annoyed and funny.So, he collected his thoughts and asked in a flat tone: "Do you want to talk?"

(End of this chapter)