I rub it, this kid still has a few pounds and two, this poem can barely be rated as an inferior poem. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The preface doesn't match the afterword, and the poem is inferior, this Nima I can do better than him when I was three years old.

My day, upstairs three years old can do it.

It's so powerful, how did you find out.

And with whom?

Don't be crooked, hurry up and swipe the screen with a few poems for the anchor.

"It's so wet, it's so wet, Brother Aoba is talented, and his hand is so wet." Ouyang Ritian said very cooperatively.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Who is this man? ”

"It seems that he is the only son of the sect master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I can't imagine that he has such literary talent."

"It is rumored that this kid is obsessed with literature and is not interested in martial arts, but it seems that this is indeed the case."

"Although this is the case, it is not easy to have such a high level of literary attainment."

"Mr. Han is really talented." In the curtain, the third princess exclaimed.

Han Qingye's face was happy, and he said modestly: "It's just a good hand, it's not enough to worry about, it's not enough to worry about." ”

Lu Yu was stunned as he watched from the sidelines, Nima, is this okay? This kind of poetry can make people admire, how backward this otherworldly literature must be, and the third princess does have some appreciation for Han Qingye.

Is that okay? It's just a poem, and I can do it.

The anchor is slapped in the face at speed, jump out quickly, and be as anxious as a law!

It's just a flower, anchor, look at the big screen

The little kid gave the anchor a diamond ring of 100 anchors, and what you want to watch the live broadcast is passion.

"Well, that, this can also be considered poetry?" Lu Yu was shy, and his voice was not loud, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears.

At this moment, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes turned to Lu Yu in unison.

The sarcasm in Lu Yu's tone was undisguised, and everyone could hear it.

"Ignorant child!"

"A martial artist, what kind of poetry do you know? How dare you comment on it! ”

"It's a pity that such a beautiful artistic conception was interrupted by such an ignorant person! Pity! ”

"His name is Lu Yu, and his literary style is also good, and he has the upper link of the girl who is like smoke."

"It seems that he has some contradictions with this Han Qingye, I don't know if he came up with a poem as he said."

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Lu Yu has a lot of criticism about my poems, so I, Han Qingye, am here to ask Brother Lu Yu, I don't know what advice I have?" Han Qingye was furious in his heart, originally he was in the limelight alone, and he had just begun to enjoy everyone's attention, and he actually killed Lu Yu halfway, but he broke off before he reached **.

He expected that Lu Yu was just angry with himself, and it was absolutely impossible to make poems in such a short period of time, so he provoked: "I think Brother Lu Yu must also be an outstanding person in literature, I don't know if he has also made any poems, although Yonglai is!" ”

As long as Lu Yu can't make poems, first, he can humiliate Lu Yu very well, and secondly, this will bring out his own excellence even more, and when the time comes, he will usher in the second **, maybe he will be able to attract the attention of the third princess.

"Hehe" Lu Yu chuckled twice and took a deep breath.

At this time, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room has been lively, and there are countless rewards on the screen.

The anchor hates me with this Bora and gives me full marks!

The reason why the roar of the Axe King can make the surrounding people desperate to beat him is because of the anchor's forcing fan.

The anchor is about to start pretending, the old driver leads the way, and everyone gets in the car quickly.

Poetry? As soon as the anchor spoke, he promised that the poem would surprise the other world and cause 10,000 points of damage to this Han Qingye.

Anchor, choose this poem of mine, pretending to be forced can also take me a copy.

The other party's face has already reached the anchor's hand, and the live broadcast must be forced.

I silently watched the anchor pretend.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the exciting pretending session again." Lu Yu first said in the live broadcast room, then smiled slightly, cleared his throat, looked at Han Qingye, and said: "It's not talented, in addition to the super martial arts talent, the literary talent is even more amazing, although I usually only occasionally study literature, but it can be regarded as an achievement, since you humbly ask for advice, then I will give you a guide or two." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

"There are such brazen people in this world!?" An old civil official blew his beard and glared, almost unable to lift his breath, and turned his back on his breath.

Super strong martial arts talent? Brilliant literary talent? How could this Nima say such a thing, many people moved a few steps away from Lu Yu, for fear that this was a disease and would be contagious, which was too embarrassing.

Everyone is a little confused, how can there be such a narcissistic person in this world, saying such boastful words in front of so many people, should he say that he doesn't know that the sky is thick, or his skin is thicker than the sky.

"Hahaha" Han Qingye couldn't help laughing, now Lu Yu is a clown in his eyes, this kind of person is destined to just foil his own existence, he suddenly doesn't hate Lu Yu very much, this Lu Yu is obviously here to help himself.

"Hahaha, Iron Rooster, you're still so bragging." In the curtain of the third princess, a crisp girl's voice came, and then a small head came out of it, it was the fourth princess.

She carefully slipped out of the curtain, not letting anyone see anything inside the curtain.

Seeing that Lu Yu actually knew the fourth princess, many people stopped laughing, Han Qingye gritted his teeth, and asked for advice "humbly": "Please also ask Brother Lu Yu to write the poem and teach me a thing or two." ”

"En" Lu Yu paced slightly, dying in thinking and brewing.

There was not a trace of sound in the courtyard, they were all quietly waiting for Lu Yu, no, it should be said that waiting for Lu Yu to make a fool of himself.

Anchor, look at my poems, my poems will definitely make you pretend to be enjoyable.

Hurry up, look at me, I have hundreds of songs, paralyzed, cool!

The anchor chant quickly, slap your face! I can't wait, my hairs are standing on end.

Hurry up and pretend to be forced, I'm holding back a bubble of urine, if you don't finish pretending, I won't leave.

It's not okay for the face slap hero to give the anchor a diamond ring of 100, I want to reward in advance, this kind of face slap with confidence should not be missed, just see if it sounds.

"Just now, Han Gongzi saw the flowers on the road, so he was inspired and made a poem about flowers, so I will improvise a poem with flowers." Lu Yu stopped and said lightly.

As Lu Yu finished speaking, everyone gathered their eyes and improvised a song? Poetry pays attention to the situation, you just want to make a poem so empty, you really think you are a poet saint, and you can't do it yourself.

Play for the gallery! Han Qingye smiled coldly in his heart, becoming more and more sure that Lu Yu couldn't do it at all.

"Then, you can listen well," Lu Yu made a poem.

"The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the whip points to the end of the world. Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ”

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was silent! To be continued.

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