I felt that my clothes were almost soaked with sweat, and the academy had finally arrived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, when Miss Jin got out of the car, Zhang Dacang wanted to support her hips a little, and even her breasts by the way, so as not to sag, but when she thought that her breasts were so small, she might not have the qualifications to sag, so she had to give up.

I entered the academy, but I saw that all of them were full of spring and dressed in silk and satin. The talented people are all holding folding fans, talking and laughing, looking romantic, and the talented women are warblers and swallows, so youthful.

They are all rich people, Zhang Dacang sighed, standing alone in the crowd and looking out of place, and then thought that Miss Jin is really business-minded.

"Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building, the east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear......"

"Good poetry, really good poetry......"

"This one alone, I can't read it for another ten years, hey, I don't know which master wrote it."

......

Hey, why is this poem so familiar? Zhang Dacang really couldn't figure out why the information was still spreading so quickly because there were no computer newspapers in this era.

"Hey, Brother Jin, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm even more chic." A "son" with hemorrhoids on his face looked at Young Master Jin and smiled.

"Where, where," Young Master Jin shook his head modestly, obviously quite confident in front of the hemorrhoids boy.

The hemorrhoids boy suddenly came over and said in a low voice: "Brother Jin, a few days ago, I happened to have a secret in the room...... Oh, no," Seeing Miss Jin looking over, she suddenly changed her words: "I got a collection of poems in the next occasion, and I want to ask Brother Jin to read it together." ”

Zhang Dacang glanced at it, and vaguely saw two naked figures turning the phoenix upside down. Damn, pornographic books and periodicals are pornographic books, so fresh and refined.

Miss Jin obviously saw it too, and secretly snorted, turned her head and stopped looking at him. The two of them were also interested, and they found a no-man's corner to exchange experiences.

It's really a pair of jackals, Zhang Dacang scolded secretly, and he didn't call Lao Tzu when he read the yellow book.

"Sister Lian, what kind of wind blew you here?" At this time, I saw a woman coming up, but I saw that she was about sixteen or seven years old, extremely standard, eyebrows like willow leaves in early spring, often with rain hatred and cloud sorrow, face like peach blossoms in March, secretly with amorous moonlight, slender waist, restrained swallow lazy warbler, light sandalwood mouth, seduced behind the bees and butterflies.

"Ahhh

"It's so beautiful, if only I could be half as beautiful as her."

"No wonder Mu Gongzi is infatuated."

......

Zhang Dacang looked at it in a flash, and sure enough, he saw that Mu Qiu Bai Mu Gongzi was behind the Xuan'er girl this morning. No wonder the poem will reach the academy, it turns out that this product is the initiator. Damn, he's still infatuated, and he is still infatuated with the teacher and the girl this morning, he really has a lot of heart.

"Miss Xuan'er smiled," Miss Jin stepped forward and took Miss Xuan'er's hand, took out an object from her arms and handed it to Miss Xuan'er, "I came this time mainly to send you some new rouge gouache from our Jinfu to you." ”

The Xuan'er girl took the rouge, picked it up and looked at it: "What a delicate rouge." After saying that, he put it in his arms.

"What kind of person is this woman, who dares to accept bribes so openly." Zhang Dacang muttered on the side. Unexpectedly, Miss Jin heard it, and Miss Jin swung her elbow back, knocking Zhang Cannon's chest for a while: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

"Wow, Miss, you want to murder me", Zhang Dacang rubbed his chest: "If you don't say it, don't say it, don't knock on my chest, what if you knock my chest down?" ”

"Bah, nasty," Miss Kim glanced at in disgust, thinking to herself what kind of boobs you have.

"But Sister Lian, you know the rules of our academy, whenever a merchant comes in to do publicity, he must leave a poem, and this little sister can't help it," Miss Xuan'er smiled expectantly: "I also want to see the people of our academy back then." ”

"Miss, are you still the same person in the academy as before?" Zhang Dacang whispered.

"Hmph, it's not too late to know," Miss Jin glanced at Zhang Cannon arrogantly, and then immediately said gloomily: "If it weren't for the world's troubles, hey, don't mention it." ”

Miss Jin thought that she would get some respect in front of this ruffian, but she heard the thing muttering to herself: "Miss can become the man of the year in this academy, so how far has this academy degenerated?" ”

"Ah," Zhang Dacang had just finished speaking, and suddenly felt a sharp pain under his feet, and Miss Jin stomped hard.

"So," Miss Xuan'er smiled, "Sister Lian, please?" ”

"Everyone, I'm smiling," Miss Jin waved at everyone, paced lightly, and said slowly: "The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, he falls in love with the floor, he falls in love with the floor, and he is worried about the new words." Now I know the taste of sorrow, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn. ”

Damn, plagiarize Lao Tzu, Zhang Dacang scolded secretly, but just plagiarize it, I also plagiarized it anyway, and now I finally know why she is so eager to know the next que.

In fact, Miss Jin is so eager to know that Xia Que is not all because of this, but because this poem alludes to her experience. She used to be like the talented girls in this academy, a carefree little woman, chanting poems all day long, traveling in the mountains and rivers, so unhappy, but she didn't know it, and the poems she wrote were sad and sad. Since the death of Master Jin, she has had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of supporting the family, and she has been circling between the three religions and nine streams all day long, and she has tasted all the hardships to know how happy she was before.

"Good words, good words," everyone was still in the aftertaste, and Miss Xuan'er took the lead in speaking: "Sister Lian is talented, and the little woman is willing to bow down." It's not that she's modest, it's that she can't make such good words. Perhaps reading Miss Jin's suffering, Miss Xuan'er comforted: "Sister Lian doesn't have to be sad, I believe that my sister can save the day in everything." "Apparently she understands Miss Kim's situation very well.

"It's not a secret," Miss Jin pointed at Zhang Dacang and said, "This word is not from my hand, but from my nursing home." ”

Zhang Dacang's eyes widened, and he looked at Miss Jin incredulously, as if she had taken away her virginity: "What are you doing?" ”

However, Miss Jin seemed to sell him on purpose, and turned her head to look at him without looking at him.

Miss Xuan'er heard that it was made by Zhang Dacang, but when she saw that he was five big and three thick, wearing a turban crookedly, she seemed to be a little incredulous and said: "The son is talented, dare to ask the name of the honorable person." ”

Zhang Dacang returned the salute: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, that, my name is Zhang Dacang, and the people in the rivers and lakes call me the god of pleasure cannons." ”

As soon as the words ended, everyone laughed: this name is really strange, just like everyone else.

"Zhang Cannon? What's the name? ”

"What is a cannon? And what about the pleasure cannon god? ”

Is this really the word from the hand of this guy? I don't believe ......"

.....................................

"Poof", Miss Xuan'er also covered her mouth and smiled, if this word was made by Miss Jin, she still believed it, but if he wanted him to believe that it was from the hand of the person in front of him, he didn't believe it, and smiled at Zhang Dacang: "Childe saw it, everyone doesn't believe that this is made by Childe, please ask Childe to make another song to show his innocence." ”

"Yes, make another ......" everyone agreed.

In fact, Zhang Dacang also understands the thoughts of these talented women, thinking that they have been studying hard for many years, and they can still say the past when they lose to a talented woman like Miss Jin who reads poetry and books, but how can you let them accept losing to such a big boss in front of them? ?

Zhang Dacang smiled bitterly and shook his head, what do you think is your business, it's my bird business?