Chapter 11: Poetry Club (3)

"Fetch paper and ink. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 info" Shen Ye shouted, and he had already made up his mind in his heart.

Du Chong looked at Shen Ye who was pretending with a sneer, and thought to himself, look at how embarrassed you will be for a while.

"Haha! I'm laughing to death, look at this guy is the same as the real thing, I don't know if I can put pen to paper after a while. ”

"What a pen, I bet he doesn't have the courage to pick up a pen at all, and how to put it down. ”

"That's not exactly, maybe Shen Daxiu has real talent and real learning? Otherwise, how dare he be so calm and composed? I think he will definitely fall into writing, but he may plagiarize, ha!

"Fry a fart, 100% will write two couplets, and then use it as a poem, haha!"

Almost everyone in the entire garden was not optimistic about Shen Ye, and they were all cynical.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, Shen Daxiu is only a talented person, how can he be so unbearable? Du Chong pretended to play a round field, but his face was full of disdain.

Shen Ye was very unhappy when he looked at this pretending to be forced, and rolled his eyes.

Because he couldn't do it too obviously, Shen Ye deliberately pretended to think, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing a deep groan.

"Why haven't you figured out how to write yet?, so how about I write a song first?" Looking at Shen Ye's appearance, Du Chong was proud in his heart, and came directly to Shen Ye, and wrote with a pen.

The journey ends in Taihang Mountain,

See Songgao purple green again.

I expected someone to laugh on the mountain,

The red dust is like a sea, and there is no face.

"Good ......"

"Du Gongzi is really powerful, worthy of being Master Xu Hai's proud protΓ©gΓ©. ”

"Du Gongzi, with this poem alone, I am afraid that he will be able to be famous all over the world again. ”

"It's very rhyming, and the mood is beautiful. Even Jia Conglin showed admiration for Du Chong, although this gentleman was notorious, he was indeed very talented.

"Thank you for the wonderful compliment, it's not worth mentioning, it's just a casual effort. Du Chong smiled and said very modestly, but his face was full of a smug smile.

"Du Gongzi is so low-key and modest with connotation, it's not easy to be so low-key with real talent and learning, you see that Shen Xiucai hasn't uttered a word for half a day, it's really funny. At this time, a young man with a zombie face stepped forward, first complimenting Du Chong, and then saying disdainfully to Shen Ye.

"Li Xiucai, your words are really to the point, you see that Shen Xiucai has not been able to put pen to paper for half a day, it seems that he is planning to drag it down like this. Another young man dressed in white also said with a smile on his face.

"Dong Xiucai, in other words, those of us who have made a name for themselves, which one of us has not studied hard for more than ten years, and studied the books of sages and sages, it stands to reason that we all need a little face, you say that everyone is also human, why is there such a big gap?" Li Xiucai said bitterly again, undisguised his ridicule of Shen Ye.

"Brother Li may not understand, as the so-called dragon gives birth to nine sons are different, even if they are the same people, they must be different. Some people are born with no face and no skin, can you expect him to change when he grows up?" Dong Xiucai opened the folding fan in his hand and looked at Shen Ye with a smile.

"Ahem, okay, don't be sarcastic, Shen Xiucai is thinking, please don't bother again. I believe that if you give people a little quiet time, they will always write a poem about Liu Fang through the ages. Du Chong looked like a good old man and said with help.

He seemed to be talking to Shen Ye, but in fact, he was secretly harboring evil intentions and wanted to kill Shen Ye. The higher he holds it, the worse he will fall, so that he will be more comfortable with Shen Ye's face.

For this turtle thing, he is both hated and angry, whether it is talent, appearance, family background, which point is he not as good as this crappy poor sour talent?

Is Chu Baihe's head squeezed by the door? What is there that he can't compare to this stupid thing?

This point made Du Chong the most annoyed and ashamed, over the years, I don't know how many teenagers have been drunk for him. It wasn't a matter of hooking his fingers which woman he wanted to get, but only Chu Baihe, a slut, didn't even look at it himself.

And the most embarrassing thing is that he tried to take advantage of Chu Baihe by drinking before, but he took pity on his small body, where was the opponent of Chu Baihe's Grandmaster Realm, and he was severely repaired.

I don't know if it's because of nature or because I'm too cheap, Du Chong actually found that instead of feeling embarrassed and angry, he fell in love with Chu Baihe more and more uncontrollably.

For this matter, he found his father Du Yuanling, and soaked it for a few days, and his father agreed to help him ask for a marriage under his bitter begging.

originally thought that it was a success, after all, Chu Baihe was his father's direct subordinate, and he was extremely excited when he thought of Chu Baihe about to be pressed under him to Cheng Huan.

It's a pity that in the end, it backfired, and in order not to marry him, Chu Baihe, a slut, directly blocked all retreats, and even got Shen Moyun, a murderer, out of the cell and recruited him as a husband.

Shen Moyun's details he checked very clearly, Chu Baihe would rather marry such a piece of garbage, he was deliberately humiliating himself.

When Du Chong thought of this, his heart felt like a knife, today's humiliation was something he had been planning for a long time. In order to make this Shen Moyun infamous, he has no place in Anyang directly.

Shen Ye turned a blind eye to these and turned a deaf ear, grabbed the pen directly, and used his strength to prove it.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain and zero bells did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.

He wrote these fifty-six elegant typing in one go, and then stood up and finished the poem in a poetic breath.

The scene was suddenly silent, as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

"This ......" Du Chong was also shocked and looked at the poem written by Shen Ye, his face full of disbelief.

Not only him, but the others are not much better than Du Chong, and the bosses with their mouths open can stuff a goose egg into them.

"Smack......

"Smack......

"Smack......

"Good poetry, good poetry, it's really refreshing, and the mood fluctuates with poetry. ”

Soon, the scene resounded with warm applause and cheers.

Even Jia Conglin, the magistrate of the county, has to admit that this poem is indeed a real good product, although Du Chong's poem is also superior, it is nothing compared to one of them.

"Ahem, Shen Xiucai is slightly better, filling in a strong color for this poetry meeting, let us cheer for Shen Xiucai to our heart's content! This official believes that after this poem is spread, it will definitely circulate throughout the Ming Dynasty. Although Jia Conglin wanted to help Du Chong, but in front of everyone, he couldn't ignore his conscience and offend the anger of the public.