picked up the phone, only then did he see Bai Feng's message, stuck out his tongue, winked at Bai Feng, and immediately replied quickly......

"Da Baibai, did you see the new platinum god at your table? It's the one called SB!Oh, the slip of the tongue, he is referred to as SB, and his Chinese nickname is Burnt Cake, he is a self-righteous rich second generation, and the people at your table can't get used to him, so the atmosphere is like this......"

"Why can't you get used to him?"

"Wow, you haven't paid attention to the online literature circle during this time......?

"What's the excitement?"

"This baked cake writes online articles, it's a primary school student level, but it can't stand up to other people's money, within the rules, smashed millions, yes, you heard it right, he smashed millions for himself, and he was stunned to smash out a platinum!"

Bai Feng almost bit his tongue when he saw this, and looked at the baked cake next to him in disbelief, and then the mobile phone vibrate, and the news of Yang Liu came again.

"Originally, millions of dollars couldn't be smashed into platinum, but this guy has brains, and he specially picked an unpopular niche classification to start, so he directly became the leading figure of the history channel, plus he has a fixed group of local tyrant fans to hold stinky feet, and he won the platinum title after half a year. ”

"Tut-tut, cow...... But what is he trying to do this, can he get back to his roots?"

"I don't know if I can go back or not, anyway, he's also platinum now, and he's also a sassy boy who likes to chant poetry, Chu Ci and a few of them don't look down on him, and they don't want to deal with him, you don't pay attention to him, he's just like the English abbreviation of his name......"

After replying to the message, Yang Liu grimaced at Bai Feng again, and then put down his phone and went to hook up with Shuai Zhibao again.

On Bai Feng's side, Liang Chen estimated that the atmosphere was a little cold, so he clapped his hands and smiled.

"Hehe, everyone is in good spirits, today is a cultural collision and exchange, and everyone can speak freely......"

It's a pity that what he said didn't work at all, but the baked cake who would come to the trouble smiled and nodded.

"Hehe, Mr. Liang, let's play a game, first, you can get to know each other, increase your feelings, and second, you can also exchange cultural literacy......"

"This proposal is good, burnt cakes, you just say, how to play!"

Liang Chen smiled and asked the baked cake to announce the rules, and the baked cake got up and smiled.

"That's it, we're all writing online articles, and we're some ink cultural people, let's play poetry solitaire first, the first person chooses a word first, and it's okay to make poems by yourself, and it's okay to recite the poems of the ancients, but the first word at the beginning of the poem must be the word chosen, and the second person takes the last word of the first person's poem as the first word at the beginning of the verse, and so on!

"Yes, but to play the game, you have to get some color, I think so, if you can't answer, you can give the other party's work an alliance, right?

"I'm fine!"

The baked cake was full of confidence, and he cleared his throat, as if he was ready to start showing off.

Liang Chen almost blurted out that he agreed, smiled and looked at the others, flying on the grass and sipping tea, the leader of the beggar gang was really like a beggar, constantly eating the pastries on the table, just like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, Chu Ci was playing mobile games by himself, looking at the frequency of wrist shaking, it seemed that it was the most critical time.

Bai Feng looked at his nose, nose and mouth, and mouth, pretending to be thinking about things, Liang Chen couldn't get over his face, and after looking around, he couldn't afford to provoke himself, so he could only pick the softest persimmon and pinch it.

"Chu Ci, stop playing, everyone finally got together once, it's all lively!"

Chu Ci is written about the supernatural, although it is all platinum, but compared to the gold content, it is just a little better than the baked cakes that I bought platinum.

Immediately let out a helpless sigh and put on a serious posture.

"Da Fei, helper, cheer up!"

Liang Chen shouted again, and the others finally hummed and sat up straight.

"Shall we start with the baking of cakes? I'll start with one word, huh...... We call it Wen Yue, and we start with the word 'Wen'! Everyone thinks about the time in three minutes, and it is okay to play limericks, but it must rhyme smoothly!"

Baked cake smiled and nodded, stood up and shook his head quite regularly, and in less than a minute, pursed his lips and smiled.

"Hehe, there is, everyone is very good, Wen Yue is the best in the world, and the five platinums are croaking! Thinking about the dream of Huangliang back then, I am laughing at the wine today!"

Bai Feng almost stumbled, she was completely poisoned by this poem, her heart said md, said that the limerick is really a limerick, laughing haha and the top croak, and the five platinums, filming the text reading website sycophant, and easily holding his stinky feet to the old Gao, this cheek is really no problem with Lao Tie, double click 666.

Then it was time for the beggar gang leader, he stood up and coughed, scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and suddenly his face was low, and he said in a low voice.

"I used to be a thief, one day I went to rob a bank, and when I was about to succeed, I was discovered by the police, and after three hours of struggling to escape, I was shot in the left calf, and I escaped more than 100 kilometers, and I didn't even obey the wall, so I obeyed you...... Yes, I can't come, I'll give you an alliance right away......"

Burst!

Everyone laughed, the beggar gang leader's words seemed to be a joke, but it was more or less full of sarcasm about the baked cakes, but the other party didn't seem to hear it, and laughed happily.

Liang Chen laughed even more in his heart, and said that he should have played like this a long time ago, you fight poems, a poem and an alliance, I can divide 500 yuan, let's fight, fight for ten days and half a month.

However, if the fight is really hot, it is not what he wants to see, so at this moment, he tensed his nerves and carefully observed everyone's expressions, afraid that someone would suddenly turn the table and turn his face.

The leader of the beggar gang sat down helplessly, it was his turn to fly on the grass, he was more domineering than the leader of the beggar gang, he was the person who fought with Bai Feng at the beginning, in terms of strength, except for Bai Feng, he was the no1 of Wen Yue, how could he be stupid and poetry with this kind of goods?

immediately didn't say a word, took out his mobile phone and sealed an alliance for the other party.

Chu Ci is the most temperamental and the most weak, and he stood up with a smile and called the other party 'admit fee', and it was Bai Feng's turn.

How could Bai Feng give up the opportunity to slap his face so soon, and immediately smiled.

"Your last word is ha......"

It is not easy to compose a poem at the beginning of this word, Bai Feng thought about it slightly, and opened his mouth to read.

"The yawn was high in the sky, and the face was sad in the middle of the night. For the platinum dream, gather wool every day!"

As soon as Bai Feng's limerick came out, the whole table applauded, if you want to say that the beggar gang leader scolded the baked cakes just now, then Bai Feng's scolding was direct.

Yawning even high, sad in the middle of the night, talking about the scene of the other party staying up late in order to write, the last two sentences are not good, talking about the other party in order to be called platinum, every day at home has nothing to do wool, so whose wool is it? This still needs to be asked? It must be their own wool.

directly sarcastically ridiculed the other party in order to become platinum, and spent money to comfort himself.