tkworld Chapter 134 The Showdown of Literature!
Chapter 134 The Showdown of Literature!
Chapter 134 The Showdown of Literature!
Zhang Fan's hands were fast, and after a while, a few lines of big characters written by him appeared on the blackboard.
[Now, I have an old-fashioned flashlight in my hand.
Holding it, I have a feeling of unreliability in my heart.
I observed it, and like other old-fashioned flashlights, it has a lid on the hip that can be opened by rotating it.
I opened the lid, and as I expected, I was silent as I saw the emptiness inside.
My brows were furrowed tightly, and the feeling of wanting to throw myself into the lake hit me from all directions, because I was faced with a difficult decision-whether to go downstairs to buy two batteries, or to find two batteries at home.
This is like my life, it is difficult to predict the changes, but there is no trouble in life, although it is daytime and I haven't eaten breakfast.
However, as an old-fashioned flashlight, it does not have two No. [-] batteries, which is very, very unreasonable.
Has anyone heard of such a thing?How can I allow something that no one has ever heard of? ?I'm human too!I have feelings too! ! !
It's just... making choices, it's really, really, difficult.
Go downstairs to buy batteries, put on clothes and pants, beware of forgetting your keys, avoid speeding cars on the street, and watch out for meteorites in the sky; thinking of this, I am speechless...
But if you look for it at home, my dear friends, it's all this year. Who else has a AA battery at home?
I thought about it and was in a dilemma. I thought about it for about two hours.
Finally, he couldn't help but sighed deeply.
Well, I can only put the two AA batteries in my pocket.
These two batteries were tokens of love given to me by my ex-girlfriends. I thought I didn't have to make such a sacrifice, but it wasn't. Everyone was involved in the vortex between the flashlight and the battery.
A person's life is a life of solving problems, and if you have an old-fashioned flashlight in your hand, and its center of gravity is not right, then you put the battery in it, then dig it out and put it back.
The same is true in life. If you feel that your life is not satisfactory, why not dig it out like this battery and put it in a new place?
Perhaps it would be a wonderful thing to have a different life experience!
I am not teaching the world any great principles, I am just waking them up so that everyone can understand that in this sleeping age, someone really needs to wake up! 】
Zhang Fan finished writing...
Everyone fell silent.
Rolling, unconditional rolling!
If the sentence-making just now is just some rhetorical tricks, then this sentence-making is simply a revival of literature and art!
Complete crushing! ! !
Everyone was shocked...
Even Li Ya on the stage lowered her head in shame at this moment, and quickly fled back to her seat.
But no one laughed at Li Ya, because what they faced today was a complete monster!
It is the most powerful young man in the gods, Zhang Fan!
After a long silence, a third student finally appeared.
He walked onto the podium slowly, every step he took seemed so calm.
No one knows whether he will succeed, but if he fails, he is doomed to be unable to continue to raise his head in this classroom!
Looking at the third challenger, Zhang Fan spoke slowly.
"Tell me, what do you want to challenge?"
"Writing style!!"
After speaking, Nan Tian demonstrated on the blackboard.
[An old man poked me with an umbrella on the subway and told me to give up my seat. 】
After the evolution of literature.
[The tall old knight—the people here call him Starter, held up a shining umbrella, stabbed towards me, I couldn't resist the heavy force, and fell from the love seat down. 】
After taking a look at the demonstration, Zhang Fan immediately reacted.
Then he continued to write eloquently.
All of this is due to the option five triggered by Zhang Fan, which allows him to obtain god-level abilities in advance and use them.
[The tall and strong old man is standing in the subway, full of vigor, he raised Poseidon's halberd and charged at another great warrior, trying to tear his legs apart in order to obtain the highest position in the Love Seat glory. 】
Seeing Zhang Fan coming casually, Nan Tian in front of him was shocked, he didn't expect Zhang Fan to be so powerful! ?
But it doesn't matter, he hasn't lost this competition yet, because he still has stock in his mind! !
[The old man used to be in the navy, and he stood upright, with his left hand stiffly holding the handle of the subway, and his right hand held up the umbrella as if holding a gun, and said in a rough and cold old voice: "Hey! Young man, take you Give me the position!"]
After seeing the attack, Zhang Fan was also a little surprised that the man in front of him was not defeated.
Not bad!
However, in the eyes of the other students, they seemed to see hope in this scene, and they applauded Nan Tian one after another.
"Good classmate! You are really amazing!"
"Idol! You will be my idol from now on, classmate! Take this opportunity and beat Young Master Zhang with all your might!"
"Hahaha, Young Master Zhang is doomed to fail this time, what will he use to fight us!!!"
……
However, when the students were half happy, Zhang Fan picked up the chalk in his hand again and began to write eloquently.
[In this absurdly cold weather, I took a few pieces of bread crumbs and took the first subway to work at the old landlord’s house.
It's just that when I curled up on the wall, trying to get some heat, a well-dressed old nobleman with a shocking and ugly face walked in.
"Get up, you bitch!"
He didn't even look me in the face, he just patted my foot with the umbrella instead of a cane. 】
"Fuck!"
"Fuck! F*ck! F*ck!"
As soon as Zhang Fan finished writing, the entire classroom showed incredible expressions.
This is the writing again!
As if the feeling of revival of literature and art, crazily exploded in their hearts! ! !
They were completely shocked!
Everyone became nervous about Nan Tian in front of them, and they cast their gazes one after another, looking at him in front of the blackboard.
Looking at the literature written by Zhang Fan, Nan Tian's heart also exploded suddenly, but it was not time to admit defeat, Nan Tian bit the bullet and started writing again.
[Ah, that old man, that very man my love calls his father, is coming to deprive me of my seat.
The umbrella in his hand pierced my heart, trying to pick away the lingering memories of me and his daughter in the rose bushes, and dissolve the once glorious, beautiful and irreplaceable things in this world. 】
When Nan Tian finished writing, everyone shouted loudly.
"Hahaha! It's Nantian, it's amazing! He actually used romantic literature to break Zhang Shao's realistic literature!"
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(End of this chapter)