God Level Star System

Huang Hao thought of this and was very happy. It is necessary to know that the seedlings of each top-level institution are all of the school's valuable wealth, which has to be taken very seriously by him.

Huang Wei glanced at the students in the classroom and did not see which was Zhang Yu. Although Zhang Yu was brought in by him, he forgot what Zhang Yuchang had because of what happened later. Now naturally I can't see which one is Zhang Yu... I laughed: "Where is Zhang Yu's classmate!"

Zhang Yu heard that Huang Hao called himself and immediately raised his hand and said: "This!"

Huang Wei looked for people and saw a strong young man sitting in the corner. Although he is a bit strange, why study so well, but also arrange to sit at the end, but did not care, maybe Li Yunliang has his reasons.

Huang Weidao: "Zhang Yu! This time your final exam scores... I have already listened to Teacher Li, very good. I hope that you can make persistent efforts to maintain your academic performance. In the final stage of this poetry contest, Strive for further progress. I am optimistic about your long-standing exhibition, you have to continue to work hard to win new honors for yourself and for the school. Know?"

Zhang Yudao: "I know!"

Huang Hao nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli, said: "Mr. Li! Next Monday, the final stage of the national competition will be held in the cultural and sports center of the city. It is said that the Yangtai is coming to the scene. The reality of the live broadcast! I hope that you and Han teacher can focus on the days before the competition and enter the final stage of the students' creative status. I hope they can go further in the next game. In order to enter the top ten, it is best to impact the awards."

Li Yunliang heard the words and assured that he would take all the strengths and let his class achieve good results. Han Shaoli did not dare to say so full, just said that he would do his best.

Huang Wei got the feedback he wanted, nodded with satisfaction, and left with a group of school leaders.

Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli sent out the classroom, and the people in the room began to scream. When Gu Changping just read the list, everyone in the classroom could hear it. Although they didn't read the names of the finalists, they are not fools. They naturally know why there are such incredible phenomena.

Wu Jie smiled and said: "Boss! You are still very powerful. If you don't come first, I will be able to advance to the top 100 in the country with the oil poems. Hahahaha! Too happy for me." During the speech, he smiled happily.

6 Zhiquan is interjected: "Fatty don't talk nonsense! What jokes do you make, can you enter the national top 100? The boss is absolutely powerful! Understand!"

Zhao Zhijun said: "No! You think that creation is so simple. You have a day, your face is red, and you see a word. You dare to say that the boss is a poem!"

Hehehehehehe! The people in the class smiled together under Wu Jie's expression.

"It's too unfair! The squad leader also wrote me one more. How can I not qualify?"

"No! I am so good, I have not qualified, even Wu Jie's simple poems are out. Is the head of the jury crowded the door?"

"Yeah! I don't have it."

If there is happiness in the class, there will be a loss. The same is from the creation of Zhang Yu, those who have been eliminated, it is inevitable to complain. Of course, there are those who are obstructing the face and failing to let Zhang Yu write one. It is even more regrettable. If I had one in Zhang Yu at the beginning, maybe there would be a place in the list of these promotion. Although even if you enter the next round, the ten are eliminated, but you can go in and see, long-sighted! It’s better to sit in front of the TV and watch the classmates’ face screaming.

Those who did not advance in the class also joined the lamenting army. It can be said that there are several happy families in the class.

The class talked about this problem in a noisy way. Of course, most people still admire Zhang Yu’s creative strength. I wrote a few poems casually, and most of them appeared. It’s hard to imagine the strangeness of this day... The hustle and bustle of the class until Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli re-entered the house and only returned to silence.

Li Yunliang said: "Everyone pays attention to me! I have discussed with Mr. Han just now. From today, until the game, the time of the evening self-study. It is the time of our class to discuss the time, this time can qualify Twenty-six students, I believe that they all have a certain cultural foundation, and everyone can learn from each other and strive to adjust their status before the game. The results are good. Teacher Han! Do you have two sentences?"

Han Shaoli said: "Then I will briefly talk about the rules of the next round of the game... everyone pay attention to it! The next round of competition ~www.wuxiaspot.com~National top 100 players must be at the same venue, after several rounds of the scene Pk. Eliminate a certain number of players one by one, and finally select a champion, two runners-up, and a third runner-up. The genre and title, revealed by the organizing committee, impromptu. So, I hope that everyone recently put some poetry The rhythm of the rhythm, the level of knowledge about the relevant aspects of Pingyi, try to consolidate it. Of course, it does not rule out that the organizing committee has the topic of modern poetry. However, no matter what the problem can be, everyone will try to win in this pk stage. Better results. Anyone else want to ask?"

The people in the 12th class looked at each other. It seemed that they didn't know how to say it... The classroom was very quiet and no one spoke, so Li Yunliang and Han Shaoli felt a little strange.

Li Yunliang said: "What are you doing? Why is it so quiet! No one wants to ask something?"

Wu Jie raised his hand at this time... Li Yunliang said: "Wu Jie, what do you want to ask?"

Wu Jie's clear Qing Zizi said: "Hey... I want to ask! If you can't write it on the day of the game. What should I do?"

"Can't write it!" Li Yunliang was a bit confused by Wu Jie's question. Immediately frowned: "How can you not write it! Wu Jie, you don't have psychological pressure, as long as it seems like the sea election stage, normal swing, you can."

Ha ha ha ha ha! The people in the house heard that this also reminded Wu Jie of the state of the sea election stage and smiled at the same time.

Wu Jiezhen said: "Mr. Li is not under pressure! I can't really write it."

Li Yunliang frowned: "Wu Jie! Didn't you write well when you were in the sea?" After that, he picked up the manuscript and looked at Wu Jie's poem. I licked my mouth... I want to say this farmer, from the perspective of Li Yunliang, in fact, it is also general, and I can’t see where it is! Why did you qualify? strange! 8