With the sound of a shrill voice, a Miaoman figure walked in, although the woman's face could not be seen clearly, but from the figure, this woman was definitely a beauty. With the arrival of this woman, all the people immediately stopped whispering, straightened up, and looked at the woman in front of them with burning eyes.

Lu Bu looked at this group of people who pretended to be serious, and couldn't help but be a little funny, whether this group of people had real skills Lu Bu didn't know, but when it came to the ability to pretend to be serious people, all of them were teachers.

As for Lu Bu, his own wine is very good, there is no need to be like them, it is very simple, he doesn't know this Shangguan Wan'er, so naturally he doesn't have to behave in front of her, the purpose of every woman is just to coax this daughter to bed.

Lu Bu took a sip of wine and kept observing these students at the cocktail party, I have to say that this person named Shangguan Wan'er still has a few things, and the people who can be at the banquet still have a few things, but there is still a lot of distance from Lu Bu's requirements. If this group of people is placed in a peaceful and prosperous era, they can still get an official, but if they create heroes in troubled times, this group of people is a little unqualified.

Picked up the wine glass again and took a sip, Lu Bu suddenly felt that something was wrong, the surroundings were too quiet, the silence was a little weird, Lu Bu looked around suspiciously, at this time, everyone lowered their heads like students who were asked questions by the teacher, for fear of being asked, Lu Bu was a little puzzled, why did he go by himself, everyone was like being dumbfounded, and they didn't speak. Lu Buzheng was puzzled, and saw the maid bring a pen and paper and put it on his desk.

"This is? Do you want to answer the question? Lu Bu was a little puzzled, "Beauty, let me write something." There was no way, Lu Bu could only pull the maid and ask, although he was here to make soy sauce, it didn't seem good to save five hundred words here.

“？” The maid was a little puzzled when she was pulled, and when she heard Lu Bu's question, she instantly understood, and said with a smile: "Childe, my young lady came up with a poem on the theme of snow. The time limit is the time of one stick of incense. After speaking, he casually pointed to a stick of incense on the table on the side, which incense was already beginning to burn.

Lu Bu nodded, signaling that he knew, and then searched for poems about snow in his mind, to be honest, there were a lot of poems about snow in Lu Bu's head, but some of them couldn't be taken out, those poems were taken out to shock the world, and it would be strange if he took them out and not be recognized. Although Lu Bu is crazy, but on the premise of being able to ensure his own life, it is better to be honest on other people's territory, and those who die have already drifted by themselves and died!

After thinking about it, I finally finalized Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue". Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. This poem is enough in terms of artistic conception and technique, it should be enough to hit them, although there is a better one in Lu Bu's mind, but Lu Bu will definitely not take it out here. Not coming out, not falling behind is Lu Bu's current thinking. After brushing and writing a few strokes, Lu Bu put down his pen and looked at the people around him while drinking, some of these people were as calm and relaxed as he was, and some were full of entanglement, scratching their ears and cheeks like monkeys who had just escaped from the mountains.

After a while, a maid came over and took away Lu Bu's paper, coincidentally this maid was the one who had just been sent to Lu Bu, seeing that Lu Bu had put down the pen in her hand early, she frowned slightly, but after all, it was not her who took the test, so she didn't say anything.