It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

Chapter 103 Respect for Love

dawn.

Di Qingling shook Lu Ran awake, "Time to get up."

Lu Ran opened his eyes, looking refreshed and full of energy, even though he had barely slept last night...

He angrily composed three poems in a row!

The first song is titled "A Woman's Body".

When Brother Nie wrote this set of poems, he was eighteen or nineteen years old, a time when passion and desire were just beginning to emerge.

This collection of poems is about how adolescence torments people to the point of near death...

It expresses the repression of emotions, the anxiety of the heart, and the loneliness of the body, and uses the poetry of nature to express these feelings.

The line, "Your gesture of surrendering yourself to me is like the world itself," is a stroke of genius.

Coincidentally, Lu Ran was also going through puberty.

By reciting this poem, he not only gained its poetic beauty, but also inherited its unwavering romance.

That night, Sister Di appeared to my surprise.

Lu Ran received the most wonderful birthday gift of his life, like a magical switch that brought spring back to life.

Thus, Lu Ran experienced his first oxytocin surge while fully conscious.

Curiosity and pleasure prompted him to quickly compose a second poem, "Midnight Song".

"She didn't comb her hair overnight, leaving it loose over her shoulders."

"Gracefully nestled on her lover's lap, how could she not be pitied?"

Looking at Lu Ran's expectant eyes, Di Qingling was both amused and exasperated. She frowned and said that she had just rinsed her mouth, telling him to be more restrained.

He lay still for only a few minutes after falling asleep.

Lu Ran whispered the Bhagavad Gita in his sister's ear, "Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds..."

Di Qingling was completely captivated by his poetry.

She hardened her face, grabbed Lu Ran, and said, "This is the last time."

Her fingers were as fine as scallion roots, an exquisite skill unparalleled in the world.

"If the radiance of a thousand suns were to burst at once into the sky..." Lu Ran recited faster and faster.

If the Indians knew that Lu Ran was using their epic tale to please his girlfriend, they'd probably be furious...

However, it is said that Oppenheimer was particularly fond of the Bhagavad Gita and recited it repeatedly.

It's not entirely irresponsible to say that the birth of the little boy and the fat man has absolutely no connection to the Bhagavad Gita.

"Go to sleep!" Di Qingling returned after washing her hands, turning her back angrily. She closed her eyes for less than three minutes before Lu Ran pressed against her again for a kiss.

This time, Di Qingling was truly angry and ignored him completely.

"First of all, I'm not a foot fetishist, could you..." He hadn't finished speaking.

pia~

Lu Ran was kicked off the bed.

The above is the background to the creation of these three classic poems.

……

I slept little all night, and it was still dark.

Lu Ran quietly rushed back to the sofa in the living room, but suddenly he turned back.

Di Qingling was startled and frowned, saying, "Lu Ran, if you keep doing this, I... I really won't talk to you anymore."

"It's all because of you..." Lu Ran thought to himself.

Before last night, he didn't understand anything, but once he started, well, he couldn't stop.

It has a Pandora's box feel to it.

"It's not that," Lu Ran said seriously. "I was thinking that it's unfair to you if only I'm happy and you aren't, so..."

Di Qingling was taken aback, then sighed, "I don't need it. Go back to sleep, but don't let them find out."

"How could that be?"

Lu Ran took a step closer, adopting a serious, academic tone, and said, "I will make you happy, sister."

"I really don't need it... I... I've tried it myself, and I didn't feel anything at all." Di Qingling pushed him out of the room. "Study hard, and don't think about any more nonsense."

Lu Ran: ...

After having breakfast, Di Qingling set off for the capital.

She hadn't brought any luggage, and she had only taken the time to return to Huaicheng to see Lu Ran. Her trip was as swift as the wind.

While Lu Ran was moved, he also felt a little distressed.

What a lousy long-distance relationship.

……

There are still two days left before summer vacation starts. These two days will mainly be used to review and discuss the final exam papers.

Huang Haitang's Chinese language class was in the morning.

The students were quite noisy, and Lu Ran propped his chin up and looked out at the shade of the trees.

My worldview was truly shaken.

I just did some research and I'm starting to wonder if Sister Di might be a woman with erectile dysfunction... Although it can't be verified right now, judging from her behavior and descriptions, it's pretty much true.

She wouldn't lie to herself about something like this.

But, I'm the only one evading taxes, what kind of situation is that?

Overall, Lu Ran was a little confused, but he didn't take it too seriously. After the initial shock wore off, he gradually calmed down.

What's the rush?

At worst, I can go to the hospital for a check-up later.

"Dear students, please look at the big screen!"

Huang Haitang, her face flushed with joy, projected Lu Ran's answer sheet onto the screen.

"This time, the papers were reviewed blindly according to the question type, and Lu Ran still got the highest score in the whole school with 148! What do you call that? That's talent."

"Let's see which two points were deducted. It was the short answer question on 'The Back View.' Cough cough, it must have been a misjudgment by the examiner."

The class immediately erupted in laughter.

Only Zhou Jiahao looked ashen-faced. His father had emptied the family's savings to pay for his gambling loans, and his mother had even fallen ill from the stress...

Looking at this picture of a figure from behind now, tears stream down my face uncontrollably.

Huang Haitang was still gesturing wildly as she commented:

"Lu Ran's essay, 'The Taste of Duck Eggs,' haha, full marks! I would give it full marks too. It's so well written!"

"Using salted duck eggs, a specialty of Huaicheng, to express homesickness and to reveal the true taste of one's homeland in the ordinary and trivial—this technique is ingenious..."

"Especially this line, 'As soon as the chopsticks pierce it, the red oil oozes out,' the image, aroma, and texture are all contained in that one squeak, simple yet flavorful!"

"I even think this essay could be included in textbooks! Of course, don't try to emulate it; stick to writing argumentative essays..."

After a Chinese language class, it became Lu Ran's show again.

The students in Class 6 have gotten used to it.

Then came Tian Luojiao's English class. Lu Ran's grades weren't bad either, 128, which was considered average in Class 6.

The reason he improved so much is because he had a lot of English works in his head.

However, knowing English and being able to do English exercises are two completely different things...

After class, Lu Ran handed the first chapter of "The Outsider" that he had written during class to Tian Luojiao, asking her to contact the translation team to translate it when she had time.

Since the distribution channels for "To Live" in China are blocked.

This time, it will naturally be published overseas.

As a cornerstone of absurd literature in literary history and a model of zero-degree writing, "The Stranger" is definitely Chongnuo's most powerful arrow!

……

noon.

Lu Ran went to the stadium to give some pointers on high-pressing tactics—a novelty that hasn't even been widely adopted in professional leagues yet, and hopefully it will play a role in the upcoming finals.

The afternoon classes are physics and history.

Physics has always been Lu Ran's weak point, and he has basically given up on it.

Under Zhao Yishuang's careful guidance, his history score also rose to 80 points, which is not low.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to leave school again.

Xia Liang invited everyone from the literary society to have a meal together outside.

Firstly, it was to celebrate Lu Ran's birthday.

Secondly, the Copyright Bureau has finally eradicated piracy, and now the reputation of Huaizhong Pictorial in the market is rising steadily, with sales second only to the official Qingdu Daily.

This is truly a joyous occasion worth celebrating.

Thirdly, of course, after a full day of classes tomorrow, summer vacation will officially begin.

Two months of summer vacation, and no need for extra classes, it's simply wonderful.

Laughter and cheerful conversation filled the private room.

Happy birthday to Lu Ran!

Wishing you a successful completion of your first year of high school!

"Wishing the literary society continued growth and greater success, achieving even greater glories!"

Xia Liang cheerfully livened up the atmosphere, pouring orange juice for everyone in turn, then raising her glass high: "To freedom!"

Lu Ran raised his glass: "To our dreams."

Zhao Yishuang said, "Respect for literature."

Zuo Hanzhi said, "Respect for poetry."

Li Xingping said, "Respect to us."