On the rostrum.
Cao Mengmeng stopped. The poem had also ended!
But that echo, that melody, seemed to still be reverberating in the venue.
"Love — not only love your stalwart body, but also the position you persevere in, the ground beneath your feet …"
It was hard to imagine that such a young girl could hear such a poem from her mouth. Even her recitation technique was so mature! The students, teachers, and parents below the stage were silent. Previously, even if it was a child who could not sing or dance well, everyone would give them a round of applause and encouragement. But when it came to Cao Mengmeng, there was no applause at all!
This was because everyone was dumbfounded!
The principal stood there in a daze. The female host onstage was also stunned!
The people below the stage were also in an uproar!
"Holy sh * t!"
"What kind of poem is this!?"
"This poem is too exquisite!"
"That's right. It's not just the words. It's the kind of emotional exquisiteness!"
"Why haven't I heard of this poem before? What's the name of this poem? "
"I don't know either. I've never heard of it before. Whose work is this?"
A few teachers from the High School department exclaimed. They could not believe their ears. Why? Why did they not know the name of such an excellent and shocking love poem?
The parents also began discussing.
"Who is this young lady?"
"I think she's called Mengmeng. She recited it really well."
"Recited well. What's even better is this poem!"
"Which master's work is this? Why don't I have any impression of it! "
All the adults present could feel the love that came from the poem. It was so beautiful that when they heard the poem, it was as if a beautiful image was implanted in their minds. It was as if they were there, as if they were the tree.
Even if it was not the adults, even the middle school and high school students present, a small portion of them were stunned. Clearly, they had been shocked by this love poem that they had never heard before.
"Wow! Mengmeng is great! "
"Mengmeng is too awesome!"
"This poem is so beautiful! The love there is so much to look forward to! "
"F * * k your lungs! This is what you call a love poem! It's eighteen thousand times better than those modern poems in our textbooks! "
Suddenly, someone took the lead!
Clap, clap, clap, clap. Suddenly, a tidal wave of applause rang out!
Some of the students did not really understand and were just making a ruckus. However, many parents, teachers, and even school leaders understood the deepest level of literature and emotions. Some parents and teachers even stood up while applauding, giving the most passionate applause to Cao Mengmeng!
The applause was too loud!
The entire auditorium was deafened!
This was also the loudest applause since the beginning of the New Year's Eve party!
…
Over here.
Teacher Leng and many of the parents in their class were also dumbfounded.
Class 5's form teacher, who wasn't far in front of them, stood up in surprise. He turned around and saw Teacher Leng. He immediately asked, "Teacher Leng, what poem is this?" He was also a language teacher and a form teacher. He was not in the same grade as Teacher Leng, so he felt a little ashamed that he had never heard of this modern poem before. As a language teacher, he was really incompetent. How could he not know such an awesome love poem?
Hearing this, Teacher Leng wanted to say something but hesitated. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not sure either."
"Ah?" Class 5's form teacher said, "Isn't Mengmeng a student in your class?"
"That's right, but I … don't have any impression of this poem." Teacher Leng thought of a student's parent and turned to look at the newspaper editor, "Brother Yang, you have seen more than us and have read more literary works. Where did this poem come from?"
That Brother Yang also laughed, then turned slightly serious, "I'm sure I've never heard of this poem before. And such an awesome love poem, if it appeared, it's impossible for it to not have any fame. I suspect … Could it be an original modern poem?"
Mengmeng's classmates were all stunned!
"Original?"
"Was it written by Mengmeng herself?"
"She just wrote it on the spot when she knew there was a conflict in the program?"
"Impossible! Mengmeng has only failed her language a few times! "
Teacher Leng also fainted. A junior high school girl who didn't even pass in her language could write such a touching, world-class poem? She wouldn't believe it even if she was beaten to death!
What was going on?
What was the situation?
Including the 15th High School's principal and a few school leaders, they were all confused. They stared at Cao Mengmeng on stage. They were all extremely interested!
Could this child really have written it herself?
If that was the case, this bunch of principals and teachers would be overjoyed. She was a f * * king child prodigy!
Lily saw that Cao Mengmeng's poem had stolen all the limelight, and her face turned ugly. She opened her mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but no words came out. Even she had to admit that Cao Mengmeng's poem was too moving. And looking at the principal's shocked expression and Teacher Leng's shocked gaze, it was obvious how good this poem was. It was definitely not the average kind of good, but a love poem on the same level as "Flying Bird and Fish"! Lily had indeed recited "Flying Bird and Fish". From a poetic point of view, it was no different from Cao Mengmeng's, but the crux was that "Flying Bird and Fish" was too famous. It had been heard too many times, and there was no novelty to it. However, the love poem recited from Cao Mengmeng's mouth was something everyone had heard for the first time! This difference was huge!
The response from the audience was very good!
Many of the parents, who were feeling sleepy, were now energized by this poem. No one had expected to hear such an amazing love poem at a normal key city high school's evening party. Now, everyone only had one thought, which was to know where this poem came from!
Only Zhang Ye smiled without saying a word. Seeing everyone's reaction, Zhang Ye was not surprised at all. This poem was the famous "To The Oak" from his world. It was one of the representative works of the Obscure Poetry School. It was Shu Ting's work. This poem had an important historical position in the literary world of his world. Ignoring everything else, just from a pure literary point of view, "To The Oak" had even surpassed "Flying Bird and Fish". So it would be a wonder if it wasn't good. Any random poem in Zhang Ye's mind would be earth-shattering, much less this "To The Oak"!
But after some thought, Zhang Ye could not help but laugh dryly. His face was very red. He was now considered a person of status. He had come to a small high school and even brought out such a representative love poem of the Obscure Poetry School. It was all to make his sister fight with others, and to help his sister stand out. Zhang Ye was also very ashamed!
Cao Mengmeng was still standing onstage.
"What's the name of the poem?"
"She's not done yet. Look."
"Right, there should be the poem's name and author at the end, right?"
Sure enough, Cao Mengmeng gave a deep bow of thanks. Then she adjusted the microphone and said softly, "Thank you, everyone. I'm done reciting. This poem is called" To The Oak ". The author …" Cao Mengmeng paused for a moment. Seeing that everyone had pricked up their ears, she said, "The author is Zhang Ye."
Saying that, she put down the microphone and left the stage.
What was left was the exclamation of the audience!
"Zhang Ye?"
"Which Zhang Ye?"
"Who else can it be! The one from the Talk Show! "
"Who is Zhang Ye? I've never heard of him. "
"You haven't watched 'Lecture Room'? It's very high in Beijing's ratings! "
Some people knew Zhang Ye, while others had never heard of him. Ignoring those who did not know him, but those who knew who Zhang Ye was all gasped in secret!
"The author is actually Teacher Zhang Ye?"
"That can't be! I've read all his poems! There's no such poem! "
"Could it be that you missed it?"
"That's impossible! How can I be wrong about this? Zhang Ye's published works definitely don't have this "To The Oak"! I dare to guarantee it on my honor! "
"Then she said the author is Zhang Ye?"
"Could it be that Zhang Ye wrote it for her alone? Holy sh * t! That's impossible, right? Such an awesome poem, for a literary scholar like Zhang Ye to give a teenage girl a poem alone? Who else has never heard of it? It can't be that exaggerated, right? Unless they are relatives! "
"That's right, I'm also wondering. How could a junior high school student like her have Teacher Zhang Ye's original poem? And it's unpublished? Zhang Ye's poems are worth a thousand gold! He wouldn't just write it for anyone! "
Teacher Leng was also muttering to herself about this problem, "If this poem was written by Teacher Zhang Ye, then it wouldn't be strange. Such masterful works can only be written by a few famous people like Zhang Ye. But, how did Mengmeng get Teacher Zhang's unpublished works? Did she get it by chance? "
That Brother Yang was also in an emotional state as he analyzed, "That can't be. If Mengmeng had this poem earlier, she would have recited it on her program. But her first program was' Flying Bird and Fish '. Why didn't she use such a good piece of work? Why did she have to take it out after getting into an accident? This doesn't make sense. F * * k, why do I feel like this "To The Oak" was written at the last minute? "
Class 5's form teacher came over, "Written at the last minute? Writing such a classic poem in just a few minutes? Who can do that? " After saying that, he was stunned, "Uh, to be able to write a masterful work in such a short period of time, the only person I know is Teacher Zhang Ye, right? Other than him, no one else can do it! "
Teacher Leng continued, "Unless Teacher Zhang Ye wrote it on the spot …" Upon saying this, Teacher Leng suddenly froze. She suddenly turned her head and stared at Mengmeng's brother!
The surrounding people were not stupid. They all reacted and looked at Mengmeng's brother with surprise and suspicion — That person who was wearing sunglasses in such a dark auditorium!
Brother Yang said dumbfoundedly, "You … You are Zhang Ye!?"
Teacher Leng also said excitedly, "Is it really Teacher Zhang Ye?"
Zhang Ye knew that he couldn't hide it any longer. Out of helplessness, he took off his sunglasses out of respect.
With the sunglasses off, everyone could see Zhang Ye's face!
"Wow!"
"It's really Zhang Ye!"
"What the f * * k! It's Zhang Ye! "
Before the teachers and parents could say a word, the students in Mengmeng's class started shouting!
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