"I'm still waiting for you to fulfill your bet."

Lin Xianyu naturally noticed Ma Zhaoyun's movements, and stopped directly in front of Ma Zhaoyun, looking at Ma Zhaoyun's embarrassed and blushing face with a smile.

"Miss Lin, stay a line, see each other in the future, don't push people too much."

Ma Zhaoyun's face turned red, and she held back a sentence, after all, in front of everyone, she called three sentences: I am a straw bag, and I am too ashamed.

"If I lose, will you say a word lightly, and let me go if you leave a line?"

Lin Xianyu looked at Ma Zhaoyun with a smile, but the words he said were merciless.

"I heard that you are comparing poems, show them to me." Master Sun walked over slowly, but didn't pay attention to the confrontation between Lin Xianyu and Ma Zhaoyun.

Master Sun is a person who likes poetry very much, and when he heard the servant say that Lin Xianyu was comparing poems with others, he came with great interest.

For Lin Xianyu, Sun Fuzi always had an indescribable feeling, and often felt that he had studied for many years, but he was not as good as Lin Xianyu's occasional golden sentence or two.

After teaching Lin Xianyu for just a few months, he felt that there seemed to be nothing to teach.

Soon, someone showed the poems of Ma Zhaoyun and Lin Xianyu to Sun Fuzi.

"Nuhu smiled and couldn't fold, and the mangrove sent me without a word. There are many cranes attached to the self-adaptation yin, and the garden is full of leaves and dreams. ”

Sun Fuzi first saw Ma Zhaoyun's, and it was unexpectedly good, you must know that Ma Zhaoyun is not a person who is in a hurry, and it is not easy to make such a song in such a short time.

But when Master Sun saw Lin Xianyu's poems and words, he was surprised.

"Spring returns to rainy days in February, and the peach blossoms feel the flow of the year. There are still 3,000 trees in the remnant red, which is not as fresh as the first flower. ”

Whether it is artistic conception or feelings, they are far superior, and it can even be said that it is not something that ordinary boudoir women can do.

And Lin Xianyu's words were even more surprising to Master Sun, you must know that before the Chinese New Year, she received Lin Xianyu's New Year's gift, and she still disliked those words, although they were neat, but they had no aura.

How come it is that after a year, Lin Xianyu seems to have opened his mind, this word is natural, and it is smooth.

"It's still a clear win." Even if Master Sun wanted to be this peacemaker, there was no way to say that Ma Zhaoyun and Lin Xianyu's poems were similar.

"By the way, I'll show the poems of Xianyu to those ladies, and you can continue to play."

Master Sun didn't know that Lin Xianyu and Ma Zhaoyun had a strange bet, and he wanted to leave with Lin Xianyu's poems.

After all, Lin Xianyu is her disciple, and she is naturally very proud to be able to make such good poems and write such good words.

Although teaching Lin Xianyu, Master Sun felt that he did not make a great effort, but it did not prevent her from showing off, after all, Lin Xianyu was her disciple.

"Master Sun, wait a minute, can you talk to Miss Lin, then the bet will be settled."

Ma Zhaoyun hurriedly called out to Master Sun, you must know that Master Sun is Lin Xianyu's teacher, as long as Master Sun speaks, Lin Xianyu will listen to no matter how rebellious he is, after all, he is a teacher for one day and a father for life.

"Xianyu, what are you betting with her?" Master Sun looked at his apprentice with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, it's just three shouts when you lose: I'm a straw bag, and then get out of Qingyao Garden." Lin Xianyu replied with a smile. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Salted Fish Koi's Loser's Daily Claw Book House" for free reading for the first time.