"Huh?!"

The supreme god Yuan was stunned.

The little Lori next to her Leng Mengmeng was also stunned, just listening to Yuan Youguo's song "The Farthest Distance in China", she had goosebumps on her hands and arms!

Such a beautiful love poem, even her little Lori fell in love with it, how did she get to Luohe, it became: Do you want to listen to the truth? or is it a lie?

"Luohe! Professor Yuan, he is different from other great gods..."Little Lori was blaming Luohe for making fun of Yuan Youguo, who was such a good person.

You must know that before Yuan Yuguo became the supreme god of online literature, he was already a professor in the Chinese Department of Haihai University, and he also taught Chinese classes for half a semester of Lori Leng Mengmeng.

So until now, Leng Mengmeng's predecessors and predecessors still honored the supreme god of [Second Cold] as Professor Yuan.

"I'm not laughing!"

Luo He said very seriously: "I just said this because Mr. Yuan is a better person." ”

"If it were an ordinary person, I would either slap my face directly, or I would be too lazy to take care of it!"

"So, I should thank you Mr. Luo Xiao for your attention..."Yuan Youguo couldn't cry or laugh, he couldn't figure out where this Luo He, who was at least one round younger than himself, came from.

"Luo River"

Little Lori was also angry, and she faced Luohe with a cute little face. "Did you know that Professor Yuan used to be my teacher?"

"Huh~?"

Luohe was dumbfounded, this is really a teacher who is only eight buckets, and the students are also good!

"Ahem, even if it's your teacher, I'm still going to tell the truth... I can't be full of nonsense, wronged my conscience, and forcibly clap my hands!"

Yuan Youguo laughed more ugly than crying on the side, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Luo's [false] I also heard it!"

"Then, I'll listen to Mr. Luo's [truth]!"

Luo He touched his nose embarrassedly, no matter how good he was, it was also a copy... That's also standing on the shoulders of another world literary giant, not really learning. really forcibly loaded the pen in front of the masters of this world literature, Luohe is still a little ~ well, that is, shy.

"That's right!

Little Lori also looked at Luo He dissatisfied, she didn't care how Luo He stepped on other gods, but her teacher in college, Professor Yuan, was really good, such a good and respected professor, was so looked down upon by Luo He, even if Little Lori was from Luo He's faction, she was very dissatisfied with her cheeks at this moment.

"Then I said it."

Luo He saw that several great gods beside him were curious, pricked up their ears and looked over. He coughed and changed the original questioning words to a little more euphemistic, Professor Yuan is really good, we have no grudges and hatreds with others, there is no need to make people not come to the stage.

"Actually, I also have a love poem here that has a similar meaning to Professor Yuan... Well, on the whole, it may be a little bit stronger than Professor Yuan's "The Farthest Distance in China"..."

Luo He swore that he had been conservative enough!

He didn't criticize Professor Yuan's poetry as bad, he didn't say that Professor Yuan's poetry was bad, and he didn't say that Professor Yuan's poetry was almost hot...

He just said he had a better one here, and that's it!

But!

As soon as the words fell, he was immediately laughed at by the surrounding gods.

Among them, the words of [Autumn Wind and Snow Sweeping] in the willows are particularly harsh.

"Tut, I heard you right! There is even a great god here who even questioned the almost universally acclaimed "The Farthest Distance in China"..."

"Professor Yuan's poem is the only modern poem with a collective evaluation of more than 9 points so far, and more than a dozen gods who were moved stood up and applauded..."

"But you, a hairy boy in your early twenties, dare to question directly..."

"Mr. Liu!" Before Luohe could spray his lungs, Professor Yuan on the other side made a move. "Mr. Luo Xiao didn't question that my poetry was not good, he just said that he had a better one..."

"I'm a little depressed when I say this, but if I can really have a better "The Farthest Distance", this is also a great blessing for modern poetry."

"Professor Yuan, don't listen to this kid's nonsense... Your song "The Farthest Distance in China" has reached the pinnacle, where could it be better..."

"That is, this newcomer Wang Luohe is young and vigorous, he thinks that he is higher than the mountain, and he dares to say anything..."The Farthest Distance in China", this love poem, I dare to pat my conscience and say, within 5 hundred years, there will be no better poetry of this style."

Go, you, numb, paralyzed

Why don't you pat your balls and say, will there be a better type of this type in 500 years in Huaxia?!

Whether Huaxia will be better or not, Luo He doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. Now all he knows is that the poem "Birds and Fish" is better for the dumb to read it out!

"Luohe, or you can admit your mistake..."

Little Lori didn't want to watch the relationship between Luo He and the gods getting worse and worse, but before she finished her words, she was suddenly interrupted by Luo He.

"Give me your phone"

"Huh, what do you want my phone for?!" Little Lori wondered, but in line with whether she was on Luohe's side, or honestly took out the kawaii tablet large-screen mobile phone in her pocket and gave it to Luohe.

Luo He took it, then tinkered with it, and then handed it over with a black face.

"Password"

"Oh!!" Little Lori was a little flustered, because now not only was her college teacher watching, but even the gods around her were staring at her and Luohe.

After unlocking the password lock of the mobile phone, Xiao Lori didn't carefully hand it over, but was snatched by Luohe.

"You, what the hell are you going to do...?"

"Don't you question me for being big, do you think I'm talking without evidence? Now, I'm going to write this song "Birds and Fish" on your phone, and I'll let you take a good look at it... Is Professor Yuan's "The Farthest Distance in China" written well, or is my "Birds and Fish" better?!"

Luohe is worthy of being an otaku, and the phone is snapping~ It is definitely not the speed that ordinary people can have!

At this time, on the podium, the presenter with a good face began to read the names of the last two contestants.

"Below, please [Autumn Wind Sweeping Snow] Great God Willow Green..."

However, before the host's words were finished, Liu Zhonglu on the side directly stretched out his hand to stand up, and he interrupted his speech: "I [abstain]"

"I think that modern poetry cannot surpass Professor Yuan's "The Farthest Distance in China"..."

When the surrounding gods heard this, they only sighed sporadically, and they didn't laugh too much, after all, he was not the only one who faced the song "The Farthest Distance in China" [abstained].

At this time, before the host could speak, the whole audience, including the nearly 100 fans, and the reporters present, were suddenly unnaturally nervous and expectant.

Because, they all know who the last god to sign up for is who!

"Next, I would like to invite our newcomer this year, Mr. Luohe, who is also the first place in the comparison [Watermelon Dragon], to come to the stage..."

And below, everyone's eyes are all focused on the Luohe who is still bowing his head, holding his mobile phone, and his two thumbs are still snapping quickly~ typing Chinese characters.

I only heard him shout without raising his head: "Wait a minute!"

The audience was in an uproar, the gods, nearly 100 fans, and passionate reporters, they all paid attention to Luohe over there without hesitation!

Wait a minute?!

it, wait a minute

Everyone was stunned, and it would take a while to write poetry on stage at this time!?

This Luohe is really worthy of being the most bullish, the most scheming, and the most bizarre god author this year, and there is no one yet!!