System Makes Me Super Star

0Usually, university students like them, let alone writing poems, didn't even have a few who actually read poems.    

    

Now, not only did Prof. Sun want them to write poems, but the scope of this poem was also ancient poems.    

    

After all,    

    

The ancient poems paid great attention to the flat and narrow rhyming, as well as the neat and tidy battles.    

    

It was much more difficult than writing a modern poem!    

    

In short, this poem was not easy to write.    

    

Seeing his classmates' miserable cries, Prof. Sun smiled, "You guys just don't know the beauty of ancient poems." "Back then, when I was researching …"    

    

Sun Hee'ann is a scholar who is extremely fond of ancient poems. In the whole field of ancient poems, he is known as the ancestor of modern ancient poems.    

    

As one could imagine, his love for ancient poems was no less than Lu Lee's love for games.    

    

However, in the current society, the ancient poems were lonely and the modern poems were in the lead.    

    

It was difficult to understand ancient poetry. More and more people couldn't understand ancient poetry, let alone write ancient poetry.    

    

Every time he thought about it, Sun Hee'ann would sigh.    

    

However, at this moment, a male voice sounded in his ear.    

    

"Teacher, I've finished writing!"    

    

At this moment, Lu Lee suddenly shouted.    

    

Everyone looked at Lu Lee and started discussing.    

    

"What!?" "Lu Lee actually finished it already?"    

    

"This... How long has it been? Less than five minutes. "    

    

"Five minutes? With such a short time, what good poem could he possibly write?"    

    

"I say, he didn't just casually write it to fool Prof. Sun, right?"    

    

"I don't know. I only know that writing poems isn't as easy as I thought."    

    

Everyone looked at Lu Lee with suspicion. Quite a few of them even felt that Lu Lee was playing with the teacher.    

    

Sun Hee'ann was slightly surprised, "Classmate, you finished it just like that?"    

    

"Yes."    

    

Lu Lee actually didn't want to stand out so early, but there was nothing he could do. Five minutes ago, the system suddenly issued out a quest.    

    

Ding!    

    

"Quest announced. Please write an ancient poem about wine within ten minutes and get recognized by Professor Sun Hee'ann. Reward: S Class Proficiency in Cooking."    

    

After getting this task, Lu Lee immediately wrote a poem.    

    

Sun Hee'ann walked in front of Lu Lee. He picked up the paper on Lu Lee's face and started reading.    

    

Sun Hee'ann frowned slightly.    

    

Alright …    

    

This word was a bit ugly.    

    

Sun Hee'annqiang endured the urge to hit someone, and he forced himself to keep watching.    

    

However …    

    

When he saw the first verse.    

    

His eyes lit up!    

    

This is...    

    

"Do you want to see the Yellow River? Come from the sky and run to the ocean without returning?"    

    

"I will not see you, Gao Tang and Ming Jing grieve over your white hair, your hair like black strands of hair turning into snow …"    

    

Boom!    

    

These words directly hit Sun Hee'ann's heart.    

    

He quickly looked at the last few lines.    

    

"When life is full of joy, do not let the Golden Gourd face the moon in vain."    

    

"It is only natural that I can use it. The gold is gone, but I have to return it!"    

    

Boom boom!    

    

Sun Hee'ann's hands trembled slightly.    

    

He looked down greedily.    

    

For a full ten minutes, his eyes were fixed on the song, "Drinking."    

    

Ten minutes later …    

    

Sun Hee'ann put down the poem shakily and sighed.    

    

"An ancient poem, a good poem!"    

    

"Hua!"    

    

Sun Hee'ann's exclamation shocked the students.    

    

"Lu..." What kind of poem did Lu Lee write? Prof. Sun's evaluation of him was that high. "    

    

"A poem that can make Prof. Sun say such a thing must be a super amazing poem."    

    

"Ah, ah, ah. I feel a bit itchy. I really want to read Lu Lee's poem.    

    

Sun Hee'ann patted Lu Lee on the shoulder and praised, "This poem completely fits the image of the wine."    

    

"Borrowing the wine, I saw a bold poet who only had talent."    

    

"Even I can't help but want to have a drink!"    

    

After saying that, Sun Hee'ann drank the cup of white wine that was placed on the table in front of the whole class.    

    

Swish!    

    

"Good wine, hahaha!"