The second poem Su Tong gave to Principal Song was titled "Nairoho", and the content of the poem reads:

“…”

This poem came from an online article "..." in his previous life, which was a continuation of the original poem by the online article author. The continuation was so perfect that modern people mistakenly thought the whole poem was a work of an ancient person.

Because it is too sad and beautiful, modern people would rather believe that this is the work left by the ancients.

In fact, there is only one of the original works of the ancients, and the last three sentences are all followed by later generations.

Because the works are so beautifully connected, they are one of the top ten most beautiful ancient poems in China by Chinese literary lovers. At that time, the work was published, and it swept across the entire Chinese literary world in just a few days. This was an incredible miracle in an era when there was no Internet communication and only telephone and letter exchanges.

Su Tong took it over and changed the title of the poem.

Why can't I rename a new name if someone else can continue writing?

What's more, this name is not bad, it is shorter and more exquisite than the original poem's name.

"You run fast." Principal Song really liked this poem, but Su Zhao said that it was written for her.

This taste is not right.

Men are more animalistic creatures, while women are more emotional creatures.

Principal Song felt that this poem was better than "Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia for the Red Cliff", just like loving someone, not how good he is, but how good he is to himself.

Principal Song now feels that this poem is so sad and beautiful that it is to the extreme. The helpless and bitterness of the two who love each other but cannot stay together forever is tear-jerking.

At the age of powerlessness, I met someone who I wanted to take care of and protect my whole life.

Tragedy is even more touching. Seeing the beautiful things being broken is even more profound than seeing a perfect work of art.

Is this considered teasing the female principal?

Of course, so Su Tong ran faster than anyone else.

Principal Song smiled bitterly. Su Tong remained unchanged. He had known that he would not let him go just now... No, if she had a choice, she would still hope Su Tong would write it.

Thinking of the night before yesterday, Principal Song couldn't help but laugh again. The writers who were sent to poetry by Su Tong were probably in the mood at that time that he wanted to die.

Just when Principal Song couldn't put it down, he looked at his phone and a large group of people in the group were @ her.

"Old Song, it's almost an hour since I've been there. The little guy should finish writing it, right?"

"Xiao Song, pass on the poem quickly and let everyone see it."

"Sister Song, we'll wait for you for a long time."

"There are good things to share together, and cultural heritage belongs to the whole world."

“…”

These old guys can't wait.

Principal Song was very confused. These two poems cannot be uploaded.

Especially the second song, you can't pass it even if you beat it to death.

Principal Song planned to ignore it for now, but she underestimated everyone's expectations for Nian Nujiao. Someone was anxious and called directly to ask for poetry.

"The poem... has been written." Principal Song wanted to say that he had not finished it, but he was worried that Su Zhao's microwave would be updated in a while, so he passed these two songs on it, so he had to tell the truth.

When Principal Song thought of this, he was shocked. Don’t do anything randomly. The big guys in the group knew that he had just written a poem for her. At this time, these two poems appeared on his microwave. Is it impossible to finish?

Even if you jump into the Yellow River, you can't wash it clearly.

"I'm busy now. If I have urgent matters, I'll talk in the future." Principal Song hung up the phone before he could wait for the other party to say anything.

Then, Principal Song hurriedly called Su Tong.

What's annoying is that no one answered the call three times. Principal Song didn't know whether Su Tong didn't hear it or deliberately refused to answer it.

"The poem I just wrote is not allowed to be posted online." Principal Song had no choice but to send a text message to Su Tong.

"Why? But I have uploaded it." Su Tong's reply was quick, which made Principal Song laugh and cry.

However, when he saw that he had uploaded it, Principal Song, who had not paniced for many years, lost his composure.

It's over, all the old guys know.

I am really guilty of my own fault, so I can show off anything.

Vanity kills people.

After the evening of death, Principal Song was exhausted and collapsed on the chair.

Then, her fingers trembled slightly, logged into the microwave, entered Nian Nujiao's microwave homepage, and looked at it with big eyes.

At this time, Su Tong's text message came.

"Well, Principal Song, I just realized that it might be a network or mobile phone problem just now. The microwave information release failed and the upload was not successful. I am going to re-transmit it again. This is broken the network and the mobile phone."

There are indeed those two poems on Nian Nujiao's microwave.

"No transmission is allowed!" Principal Song was furious and called Su Tong. Su Tong didn't answer, so she had to reply to a text message immediately: "Come back immediately!"

Although Su Tong didn't know that Principal Song was chatting with a group of big guys just now and shook off the story of him writing poetry, he also knew that the second poem was too much, so he dared not go back, and it was too late to run away.

"Principal Song, I really have something urgent to do. I will go to treat you to Anha another day, and that's it, it's all for nothing."

"You..." Principal Song was very angry, but helpless. This child was so naughty.

At the same time, she also knew that Su Tong probably didn't mean to upload it.

And at this time, in the group of big guys.

"Where has Sister Song gone? I won't see good poems hidden, so we won't see them."

"Xiao Song, come out quickly, or I'll call you again."

"Haha, Old Song, this little guy writes you a poem. Did you offend him the night before... Did you offend him? Haha."

"It's possible that the little guy is very rebellious, he's a wild horse."

"Old Song doesn't come out, it seems that's true."

"Poor Old Song, this little guy is really brave enough to do whatever he wants. Could it be that Old Song stopped him from fighting the night before?"

“…”

Alas, I really shot myself in the foot, Principal Song couldn't help but respond, so he had to say in the group: "Nian Nujiao has finished writing. These two poems are very beautiful, especially the second one. According to my personal preference, I think it is better than famous poems such as "Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia for the Red Cliff" and "Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower".

Principal Song didn't plan to share it with everyone, but he still couldn't help but praise these two poems.

"What? It's better than "Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia for the Red Cliff" and "Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower". Xiao Song, you are so unkind. You have the nerve to hide such a good poem, so take it out quickly."

"Sister Song, this is your fault, take it out quickly."

"Old Song, share quickly, I can't wait."

"That's a good poem, Lao Song, if you don't share it, we will turn against you."

“…”

Everyone was threatening and anxious. At this age, these people were not beautiful women or handsome men, nor money, but good poetry and essays.

It was broken, Principal Song felt that he had made too many mistakes today and was completely messy.

"It's really not possible today. Let me consider it and talk about it later." Principal Song stood firm on the defense line and refused to compromise.

Principal Song has aroused even more public anger.
Chapter completed!