Looking at Yang Lan on the stage, Tian Yuan began to have a different view of Yang Lan in his heart.
I originally thought that Yang Lan would definitely mess up this poetry conference, but now Yang Lan's performance not only shocked Tianyuan, but also deeply shocked everyone present.
The Chinese teacher is also very happy. After all, Yang Lan is also a student she brought out. Now that Yang Lan has made a name for herself at the poetry conference, even if she tells it, she taught her...
"Spring on campus is like the delicate stamens. The flowers that wake up at this time spit out their fragrance. The long hibernation accumulates energy, giving the spring campus the breath of life.
The summer on campus is like blooming flowers, which have become stronger after being washed by thunderstorms. At this time, the spring rain is like a girl, protecting the flowers and giving the summer campus a jumping note.
Autumn on campus is like ripe fruits, harvesting mature fruits, and happiness echoes in the campus. Wind and rain have made this flower go through ups and downs, giving the autumn campus a sweet smile.
Although the winter on campus is not as tender as spring, not as cheerful as summer, and not as sweet as autumn, it has a tranquil atmosphere. This long rest can allow the flowers to bloom again next year!"
At this time, Yang Lan on the stage also ended the final recitation with a high-pitched voice.
After Yang Lan finished speaking, everyone present remained silent.
It’s not that everyone didn’t respond, and they were immersed in Yang Lan’s poems for a long time and couldn’t extricate themselves.
After a few seconds of silence, I don’t know who took the lead in applauding. Then everyone seemed to suddenly wake up, and then there was a burst of warm applause. For a while, except for the thunderous applause, nothing else could be heard in the entire venue.
sound.
Yang Lan stood on the stage and looked at everyone applauding her. She was also a little overwhelmed. This was the first time Yang Lan had shown herself in front of so many people and was recognized by everyone.
"It's really shocking. I really didn't expect that there are such talented people in our school!"
"Yeah, when she first came on stage, I never thought she could write such a poem, but now, I'm so impressed!"
"This poem is probably the best in this poetry conference. It's hard to surpass, right?"
"This is the first time that the judges and teachers have smiles on their faces after a contestant has finished reciting, right? The result is obvious. This poem will definitely win the crown!"
The students in the audience were all whispering, and everyone unanimously believed that this poem was definitely the best one in this poetry competition. Even if there were contestants behind Yang Lan who did not take the stage, everyone was convinced that no one
You can surpass Yang Lan.
"It seems that everyone really likes this poem. This is the first time there has been such thunderous applause!"
The host came on stage and joked.
After the host came on stage, everyone's applause gradually stopped.
"Classmate Yang, please stay."
Yang Lan was just about to leave, but was stopped by the judge teacher.
The previous contestants all left the stage after reciting. However, Yang Lan was stopped by the judge teacher. Everyone present, including Yang Lan himself, was stunned for a moment.
"Actually, there's nothing special. I just saw that when you came on stage, Mr. Yang, you didn't have a manuscript, so I wanted to ask you why you didn't have a manuscript?"
The female teacher who stopped Yang Lan smiled and then asked.
After the teacher said this, everyone also noticed that when Yang Lan came on stage, her hands were empty. If she had taken something, it was probably a mobile phone in her hand.
Before Yang Lan took the stage, several contestants came up with manuscripts to recite. In contrast, Yang Lan had nothing in his hands, which made him seem out of place. This is why the teacher stopped Yang Lan.
Yang Lan was stunned for a moment, and she didn't know how to explain why she went directly to the stage with her mobile phone.
Seeing that Yang Lan didn't speak, the students in the audience started talking again.
"Is it possible that this poem is not original and was discovered by the teacher?"
"When you say that, it's really possible. Otherwise, why didn't the previous contestants and teachers stop them, but now they're the only ones stopping her?"
"..."
Yang Lan did not explain, and the students in the audience were all guessing.
An idea struck, and Yang Lan opened her mouth to explain.
"I'm sorry, teacher, the reason why I didn't bring the manuscript is because I have the habit of writing on my mobile phone. I revised this poem many times and didn't write it until last night. However, it was too late.
I didn’t have time to print, so I just took my phone and went on stage today.”
After listening to Yang Lan's explanation, the doubts of the judges and everyone were dispelled.
The judging teacher nodded, and another judging teacher also spoke.
"Indeed, like classmate Yang, I like to use my mobile phone to record things when I write. This is more convenient and can record my true feelings anytime and anywhere. However, using a mobile phone to record does have such shortcomings."
Not only the judges and teachers, but many people present also had the same troubles.
Seeing that everyone had dispelled their doubts, Yang Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
If everyone discovers that the poem "Beautiful Campus" was not written by Yang Lan himself, they will definitely be traced to find out that this poem was actually written by Yang Bei.
By then, the fact that Yang Lan is Yang Bei's biological sister will no longer be hidden, and Yang Bei's influence is not that great. Yang Lan doesn't even dare to continue thinking about it...
Although only a few of my best friends know about it now and have told them not to tell it, they are very reliable and they have indeed not told it because Yang Lan always threatens you with your signatures if he can't give it to you. If a few people make a deal, they won't even kill them.
Will speak out.
If this thing really happens, I am afraid that Yang Lan will not be able to spend peacefully at school in the future.
And Yang Lan has always been a person who doesn't want to be in the limelight. No matter what time it is, Yang Lan just wants to spend his time quietly. Even if he is a little transparent, that is also great.
"Thank you to classmate Yang Lan for bringing us the wonderful poem "Beautiful Campus". Please give it to classmate Yang Lan with a round of applause!"
Everyone burst into applause again, and this time the applause was far more lasting than the applause after Yang Lan finished reciting.
Amid everyone's warm applause, Yang Lan turned around and walked off the stage.
As soon as he stepped off the stage, several of Yang Lan's roommates came up and surrounded Yang Lan in the center.
"Xiaolan, you are really amazing!"
"Xiaolan, I didn't expect that your literary talent is so good. It's too boring to hide it usually!"
Not only Yang Lan's roommates, but also the head teacher and Chinese teacher smiled and praised Yang Lan.
Yang Lan, who accepted everyone's praise, felt a little embarrassed for a while. She even didn't know how to respond to everyone's enthusiasm.