They had different themes, but the same feeling!
Hence, there were no doubts about his authenticity after they knew he was Zhang Ye. Zhang Ye was the only literature author in the country who could write such an essay at his age. Of course, there were other young people who wrote well, and they were also about the same age as Zhang Ye, but the problem was they were just not bad. No peer of Zhang Ye could reach his standard! The difference in quality in the works was too great!
The language teacher exclaimed, “You are really Zhang Ye?”
Zhang Ye blinked, “That’s me. Why?”
“Nothing, nothing, I… Nevermind. I’ll talk to you after the class has ended.” The language teacher seemed to have something on her mind.
Director Liu then said, “Right; there’s still class. Come, let’s go behind and continue listening. Let’s not disrupt the children from their lesson.”
The people from the Education Bureau and teachers all sat in the back row. With the appearance of “Tribute to the White Poplar” , they no longer had any intentions of visiting other classes.
Principal Li said after taking his seat, “Teacher, carry on. Don’t bother about us.”
“Alright.” The language teacher calmed her mood and said to everyone, “Students, just now you heard ‘Tribute to the White Poplar’ once. From the looks of everyone, you might not understand why this essay is good, and it can’t be blamed. This prose is not something easily understood at your age, because its essence and excellence is not on its surface, but within. I really wish each one of you will be like the white poplar, and using Chenchen’s uncle’s words… With straight trunks and branches, aim high, stand erect and be unbending in face of a violent wind.”