Zhang Ye shook his head. He really did not think highly of Wang Shuixin’s ‘Everything’, nor did he find it very good. Truthfully, he didn’t even like his world’s ‘Everything’ from Beidao. However, not liking it was subjective. “Everything” was one of Beidao’s representative works. There was naturally no bones to pick in terms of literary content. Despite it not being as famous as “This is also Everything”, Beidao’s “Everything” was also a classic masterpiece that had been immortalized!
Notice, this is Beidao’s “Everything” and not that of Wang Shuixin’s!
Zhang Ye held onto the podium and began reciting, “If it were me, I would compose it as…”
Everyone focused their attentions. Teacher Zhang was composing another poem again? And it was another on-the-spot piece of work? Everyone listened in earnestly! This was because Zhang Ye’s poems were too famous!
Professor Zeng also pricked up his ears.
Senior Song looked disapprovingly at him.
Zhang Ye breathed out and then used a calm, yet somewhat dejected voice to recite: