Chapter 176: Poetry is flourishing
Because Liu Xiaoyu is usually very quiet, she doesn't have any friends to talk to, although Wang Feng's face always shows a meaningful smile from time to time, but he is very happy to chat with these people. Coupled with Liao Caibi, who just came out of the toilet, the five young people are talking and laughing, and it is difficult for people to imagine that they were classmates who basically didn't talk not long ago.
After chatting for a while, most of the classmates came out, and Lin Ying'er also began to beckon everyone over, and after briefly explaining where she was going, she asked everyone to prepare, bring as few things as possible, and set off in fifteen minutes.
When he turned around and went back to prepare, Liu Xiaoyu stopped Wang Feng, "Classmate Wang, what are you going to say when you are in the car?" โ
Wang Feng paused for a moment, and then remembered what he said when he deliberately asked Chu Batian to attract Liu Xiaoyu's attention in the car, and originally left an introduction because he wanted Liu Xiaoyu to be curious about Chu Batian, so that the two could talk, but he didn't expect Liu Xiaoyu to remember this. He glanced at Chu Batian with a wicked smile and said, "I originally planned to buy a ticket and touch my brother for five yuan, how can I say that this is also a good way to make money and get rich." But now it seems that my brother has found a buyer. โ
After finishing speaking, he laughed and went upstairs, and of course Liu Xiaoyu could understand the meaning of Wang Feng's words, his face couldn't help but blush slightly, but his eyes glanced at Chu Batian, and it happened that Chu Batian also looked over. The eyes of the two suddenly met, then quickly separated, and then met again.
Soon a group of people set off in a majestic manner, talking and laughing along the way, in groups of three or five, and it was also very lively, and for these urban children, climbing the mountain is indeed a new thing, no matter what is in the mountain will arouse their curiosity, and the exclamations and exclamations that sound from time to time have indicated that they have entered another world they do not understand.
But these are really not interesting for Wang Feng, living in the mountains for eight years, what he has not played, and what he does not know. Even Gong Yue'er and Yang Liyuan were all elated, but Wang Feng was a little unenergetic, walking at the back and smoking a cigarette step by step.
"Ah Feng, come and take a picture?" Gong Yue'er ran over, with a slight sweat on her face, and with an excited expression, she pulled Wang Feng to the boulder, which was quite abrupt, and put on a cute pose, and hugged Wang Feng's arm with both hands.
Wang Feng had no choice but to put on a smiling face with Gong Yue'er's cute shape, and after the photo was finished, Gong Yue'er and Yang Liyuan ran forward with a smile.
"Brother Feng, look at what a moving picture this is, I can't help but be poetic." Wang Lele came to Wang Feng with a smile, but his eyes were staring at the beautiful girls in front of him.
"I think you're a beast." Wang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Lele, casually responded to him, then straightened the bag on his body, and continued to walk forward step by step.
Being a man is hard work, when they came out, Gong Yue'er and Yang Liyuan were carrying a small bag, and they all ran to Wang Feng's body without walking a few steps. Wang Feng was not allowed to have any objections, and Wang Feng had no choice but to play the role of a hard-working man.
"Brother Feng, don't bring such a shock." Wang Lele put on a bitter face, but unfortunately Wang Feng is not someone else, so he didn't look at Wang Lele's bitter face, Wang Lele also knew that he really couldn't play this guy who was almost a demon, and shouted and chased after him, but Liao Caibi, who was also following behind, was interested, and walked a few steps to Wang Lele's side and asked.
"Hey, I'd like to hear what comes out of your mouth."
"Bard!" Of course, Wang Lele also heard the meaning of Liao's pen, and said in a dissatisfied voice.
"What does he call a poem? Let's start with that. Liao Caibi didn't bother to care, and said with interest.
Facing this little demon who had only been with Wang Feng for a few days but had already turned into a demon, Wang Lele had no choice but to ignore the words in his mouth directly, but shouted to the sky with a trembling spirit, "Ah! Blue sky, you are so beautiful; Ah, Baiyun, you are so lovely; Ah, the earth is like a gentle embrace, welcoming us. โ
"Just these two sentences?" Liao Caibi looked at Wang Lele in disappointment.
"What's wrong with these two sentences, I'm not convinced that you have a song." Wang Lele glared at Liao Cai's pen.
Kong Zaitian pursed his lips, "At your level, you're embarrassed to say poetry." Kong Zaitian added, "It's simply insulting our thoughts, do you know it." Watching the two of them bickering, Chu Ba couldn't help laughing, and before he knew it, he was laughing more and more, and he was no longer the monster with an indifferent face that people dared to approach. Of course, this is also Lotte's private name for Chu Ba, he didn't dare to say it, looking at Chu Ba's strong body, in case one is unhappy to play with his own life, it is still himself who suffers. "I'll come as soon as I open my mouth for your broken poem, don't say I know you in the future. Can't afford to lose this person. Liu Shenzhi also flicked the cigarette ash in front and said with a smile. Brother Liu, then you have one. Lotte was in good spirits when he heard this, and looked at Liu Shenzhi with a malicious smile. is clear about Liu Shenzhi's bottom lotte, he sleeps every day, and he is not as good as himself.
"Listen up." Wang Feng straightened his throat, then coughed a few times, and said matter-of-factly, "Blue sky, green mountains and white clouds, strange stones and strange pines, if you ask where to go on this road, Brother Feng pointed to the Jade Girl Peak." โ
"Good poetry, really good poetry." Wang Lele immediately patted his ass, "Although Brother Feng's poem dare not be said to have been passed down through the ages, it can be called a perfect poem regardless of the artistic conception or the wording, and it is really a good poem." โ
"What a fart." Gong Yue'er turned her head and glared at Wang Lele from the front, so frightened that Wang Lele shrank her head, and didn't dare to say another word.
Since Gong Yue'er and Wang Feng are now becoming more and more intimate, they have gradually developed to the point of being a savage girlfriend, but this barbarism is not for Wang Feng, but for Wang Lele.
Wang Lele still misses the young and lovely Gong Yueer before. For Gong Yue'er, who also has two foul words from time to time, Wang Lele is really afraid.
Liao should think about it, but he laughed hehehe, a picture only in this sentence. Yang Liyuan, who was beside Gong Yue'er, glanced at Wang Feng curiously, and her bright eyes turned to understand the meaning of Wang Feng's poem, her face was slightly red, and she glanced at Wang Feng and pretended not to see anything, and continued to laugh with Gong Yue'er.
And Lin Ying'er, who was following behind, also looked at Wang Feng, and then at Gong Yue'er in front, and a smile appeared on her face, as if Wang Lele was the only one who was still confused.
Liao Caibi said to Wang Feng in a low voice, "Brother Feng, I can be regarded as convincing you today, a pun, wonderful, really wonderful." From today on, you are my eldest brother, if you let me move forward, I will never go backward, you can accept me as a little brother. โ
Wang Lele reached out and touched the head of Liao's pen, and then touched himself, "You don't have a fever, is your kid twitching?" โ
"You know what." Liao Caibi pushed Wang Lele away, still smiling at Wang Feng and said, "Brother Feng, you are my own brother, you can accept me." โ
"You can think about it, first take a red envelope out to honor my old man, and it doesn't take much." Wang Feng said in a low voice, "A dozen little beauties are enough." โ
"Brother Feng, I don't want to be chopped into eight pieces by my sister-in-law." Liao Caibi said with a sad face, "Can you change the conditions?" Wang Feng shook his head like a wave drum, just a cheap smile on his face.
Wang Lele finally saw something, and then looked at the white leisurely clothes worn by Gong Yue'er in front and the leisurely clothes worn by Yang Liyuan, and then looked at the leisurely clothes worn by Lin Ying'er in the back, there was a small pattern of stones and pine trees on the leisurely clothes worn by Lin Ying'er, and then he suddenly realized, and instantly understood the meaning of Wang Feng's poem, and immediately stretched out his thumb to Wang Feng and said, "Brother Feng, it is really a good poem." โ
However, Wang Lele didn't dare to say it out loud, he hadn't been like Wang Feng, and he didn't dare to be like Wang Feng, and even Lin Ying'er was brought in a little bit, and secretly yy.
"A dog can't spit ivory out of his mouth, go and go." Wang Feng pushed Wang Lele back with a sentence that Gong Yueer often said. This mountain is not too high, talking and laughing has already climbed half of the effort, and it will almost reach the top of the mountain in more than an hour, and the weather is not too hot today, so it can be regarded as a leisure thing.
It's a pity that after an hour or so of travel, the high fighting spirit of the children who grew up in these cities has gradually been smoothed out, and except for a few people, almost all of them have the strength to move forward step by step.
"Come on, everyone, it's about to reach the top of the mountain, let's work together." Lin Ying'er encouraged everyone on the side, but Wang Feng, who was carrying two big bags, was like a nobody, still crawling step by step unhurriedly, and he couldn't see that he was tired, except for a little sweat on his forehead.
"No, I need to take a break." Gong Yue'er panted slightly and pulled Yang Liyuan to stop, but unfortunately Wang Feng was standing far away, and Gong Yue'er really didn't have the strength to run over and press Wang Feng back, and she only had to stare dryly.
"Let's rest for a while before we continue climbing." Lin Ying'er was also a little tired, although she usually did a lot of exercises, but those were all exercises to keep in shape, and it was really incomparable to this kind of physical work, so she also found a stone and sat down, took out the water from the small bag on her back and drank it gently, moistening her throat.
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