Chapter 234: Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Competition

At home!

The same scene played out again. This is still taking a bath, and Tang Song is still sitting on the sofa and waiting.

There was a doubt in his heart that had not yet been solved, that is, where she had come from these methods. What is her true identity?

Before, Tang Song felt that this was because he loved cars, so he became a god of beautiful legs. But that's not all there now.

If you just love to play with cars, there is no need to convert the car into a tank, and it can be quickly transformed at the touch of a button, this technology is extraordinary.

She was still taking a shower. Tang Song and the others were a little impatient.

I just want an answer, why is it so difficult? Or did she know what she wanted to ask, and deliberately washed it all the time, trying to consume herself to death?

Tang Song looked at his watch, nearly an hour had passed, and he should have finished washing even if he slept in it.

Thinking of this, he stood up, came to the bathroom, coughed dryly twice, and asked,

"Haven't you finished washing yet?"

Two seconds later, a voice came from inside the bathroom.

"What?" The voice was slightly angry, "Take a bath and destroy it?" ”

At this time, Tang Song revealed that the uneven glass saw a scene of some dog blood.

I'm going to go!

It's also too ......

A long leg slowly rose, and then a hand stroked it.

The water is still flowing.

Tang Song's mind suddenly appeared with a picture of beautiful legs and long legs, and suddenly felt that his nostrils were a little wrong?

Damn, could it be said that I had a nosebleed like in the movie?

Tang Song stretched out his hand and touched it, only then did he know that he was wrong, it was not a nosebleed, but a snot!

Depend on!

After another half an hour, after making sure that he heard the sound of the door slamming away, he quietly turned off the bath bomb and walked out of the bathroom leisurely.

She knew why he was waiting here. She also knew what he wanted to ask.

Because she didn't want to say it, she used this method to consume him.

As it turned out, the final victory was their own.

Just when he was proud, but no, a voice came.

"Who the hell are you?"

He didn't go!

He was lying to himself.

With this voice, Tang Song's smug face appeared in front of him.

blinked his eyes, and then replied, "I'm a woman, what, don't believe it, why don't you verify it?" ”

As he spoke, he exposed his long legs.

Here it is again!

Do you think I don't dare to do that!

Tang Song was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

"You ......" Tang Song was angry, "don't force me, otherwise, I will be a beast, but it's crazy." ”

"Really? Then I want to see what crazy you are? The interest suddenly rose. Her purpose was achieved, and she managed to change the subject.

"Don't follow me for this trick, get down to business, who are you? Why is it possible to convert an ordinary car into such a shiny tank, and it can be easily transferred at the touch of a button. This kind of technology is extraordinary! ”

He had already thought of the answer, smiled at Tang Song with contempt, and said, "Are you really an idiot?" I have a driver who earns 800,000 dollars a month from participating in Golgo. If you're lucky, you can make a million in a week. If you have money and want to find someone to modify the car, it's not a piece of cake. As for why you said you wanted to convert it into a tank, and it was an offensive tank, please, if I didn't do it, I would have been killed by those scumbags a long time ago......"

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Tang Song naturally wouldn't believe this statement.

Just as the two were arguing about this issue, Tang Song's mobile phone rang.

It was Michiel calling.

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you now? I have something urgent to find you with Xiao Xue? ”

Tang Song was about to answer, but he never thought about snatching Tang Song's phone, and then said,

"He's in my house now. Come here. ”

After that, he didn't give the phone to Tang Song again, but hung up directly.

Soon, Mi Qier and Xiao Xue appeared at home.

They've been to the house before, so they're familiar with the road.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. Originally, Mi Qier discussed with Xiao Xue and wanted to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival poetry competition on Miku Poetry Network.

But I was worried about the number of submissions, so I had to give up.

And now the Eastern Bloc has publicly advertised that they are going to hold the most grand Mid-Autumn Festival poetry contest in history.

With the undefeated financial support of Cheng, this propaganda can be said to be extremely extravagant and wasteful, extremely extravagant and luxurious.

And the various benefits are also very attractive. Now people in China who are interested in poetry have basically begun to be interested in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry competition held by the Oriental Group.

The other side is menacing.

If that's all there is to it, then there's nothing to say.

What made Mi Qier and Xiao Xue tolerate countless times was that at their internal meeting, they actually announced the ban on Tang Song Mi Qier and others.

In other words, even if Tang Song and Mi Qier have good works, they are not eligible to participate.

Because, all contestants need to register information with their ID number. Mi Qi'er has already tried, whether it is with her ID number or Tang Song's ID number, there is no way to register successfully.

Please re-enter your ID number.

After hearing this, Tang Song had not yet spoken, so in order to completely change the topic, he spoke in advance.

"They did it on purpose, we have to do something, otherwise, they really think they can cover the sky with one hand!"

Xiao Xue nodded, "That's it." They are simply too deceitful. In my opinion, let's also hold a Mid-Autumn Festival poetry competition. ”

"I agree, both hands agree." Seconded.

"I disagree!" At this time, Tang Song spoke.

All three cast unusual glances at him.

The three of them all knew that this Tang and Song Dynasty was a god who created legends and miracles.

He must have a countermeasure to this matter.

"Leave this matter to me, I will definitely let them remember this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry contest forever." Tang Song said word by word-

The outskirts of the magic capital, somewhere!

"Sister, do you mean that someone wants to harm me?" Lin Ziyan stared at Cheng Mubai and asked word by word.

The stream is babbling at your feet. Blue sky and white clouds overhead.

"I'm guessing, too." Cheng Mubai said with a smile.

Lin Ziyan knows the meaning of Cheng Mu's vernacular, since her sister has become the technical controller of the world's attention, she has also become the focus of everyone's attention.

Could it be that someone really dares to disadvantage themselves?

Cheng Mubai saw that Lin Ziyan's eyes were a little uncertain, and continued, "You guessed right, they are here for your sister." However, don't worry, with me, no one can hurt you. ”

"Sister, actually, I'm not afraid." As she spoke, Lin Ziyan took out her various technical devices for self-defense. It seems to be showing off.

Cheng Mubai smiled, "If you really meet a master, these things will not play a substantive role." ”

Lin Ziyan stuck out her tongue, then bent down and picked up a handful of stream water with both hands, and sprinkled it on Cheng Mubai very mischievously.

Cheng Mubai has a hobby of cleanliness, and he has always not allowed the slightest dirt on his body. For example, dust, for example, water droplets.

You must know that even if he wants to slap someone, he will give him a large batch of cosmetics in advance, and only after his skin color meets his own standards will he slap him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done it at all.

And now, in the face of the willful Lin Ziyan, he didn't get angry at all, on the contrary, it was as if he didn't see the water ideas on his body. There was a smile on his face, and he looked like he was enjoying himself.

"Don't run, see how I fight back!"

The dignified demon boy even played with the stream, and that scene was like a naughty child.

What image, what majesty, what fetishes, all rolled aside.

"Sister, why are you so slow, come and chase me, chase me!"