Chapter 199: I Am a Lost Little Lamb
"Ahem......"
Guo Yunzi came back to his senses for a while, he was shocked by Wang Hao, he had been a lifelong scholar, but he really didn't expect to be defeated by a beautiful poem in his twilight years.
"Grandpa, are you alright?" Duoduo hurriedly stepped forward to support Guo Yunzi, and glared at Wang Hao viciously, this is simply an insulting scum.
"What you just said is true? Boating on the river with a beautiful woman, and hiding in the fog to do that kind of thing!? Zhao Yiling looked at Wang Hao with a cold face.
Seeing this, the boys in the audience instantly became excited.
The eldest lady finally saw the true face of this man clearly, even if he was outstanding? Dare to deceive the feelings of the eldest lady, this is equivalent to buying a ticket to hell.
Wang Hao's eyes were full of melancholy, and he sighed softly: "Once the sea was difficult to water, I was just a lost little lamb, I didn't know what I needed, but when I met you, I realized that Wushan is not a cloud, please let me say three words to you loudly, I love you!" ”
Zhao Yiling's face flushed when she was stared at by Wang Hao, and that kind of affectionate look hit her heart directly, making her heart beat faster, and she instantly forgot what she planned to teach Wang Hao a lesson.
The boys present were dumbfounded, Nima, what's wrong with the eldest lady? How did the former iceberg queen become like this!?
Doesn't she understand that this is a scumbag who is cheating on her feelings!?
Wang Hao gently stroked the hair in front of Zhao Yiling's forehead, and looked at her with an obsessive expression, "Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, you are so beautiful!" ”
Zhao Yiling's slender neck was instantly red, and her whole body was even hotter, feeling that if she stayed, she would definitely be completely deceived by this man's rhetoric.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yiling turned Wang Hao away with all kinds of charms, dropped a sentence, big villain, and then ran away quickly, not knowing where to go.
The corners of Wang Hao's mouth were lightly raised, and he shouted at Zhao Yiling's back, "My Fair Lady, good gentleman, even if you run to the ends of the earth, I will find your ......"
When Zhao Yiling heard this, her pretty face became redder, her body became hotter, and the speed under her feet increased again, she was afraid that if she stayed, she would definitely fall completely.
Although she also hopes that Wang Hao will become her man, in this era of national martial arts, it is indeed good to have literary talents, but life still needs to be maintained by force.
Especially for a person like her, who was born in a marshal's family, the man she is looking for can be unliterate, but he must have martial arts talent.
So before Wang Hao didn't show her martial arts talent, she definitely couldn't fall too quickly.
Ling Xiao and the others looked at Wang Hao, and had an urge to worship, Nima, in less than ten minutes before and after, a few poems that flowed through the ages blurted out, directly smashing a girl unconscious.
If it weren't for the girl's fast running, it is estimated that in a few minutes, she would be directly packed and taken away by Wang Hao.
However, the literary style is of course very important, but it is still no match for Wang Hao's ultimate nirvana, which is really invincible.
How did he be embarrassed to say, My Fair Lady, what a gentleman!? Can this gentleman have a half-dime relationship with Wang Hao!?
Isn't there a little bit of pressure in his heart, who just wrote a few beautiful poems, can this be considered a gentleman!?
After Zhao Yiling left, Wang Hao looked at Guo Yunzi with a look of disgust, "Old guy, don't come out and be embarrassed if you can't do it, let's go home and farm!" ”
"Little guy, whoever said the poem just now is reasonable, and literature is very controversial, so there is no such thing as who wins or loses." Guo Yunzi said lightly: "If you really have the ability, how about we compare the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting again!?" ”
"Oh, old guy, this is not giving up!" Wang Hao looked at Guo Yunzi, since this old guy wants to be abused, then he is not welcome, just to promote my Huaxia Shenwei.
At this time, the eyes of the girls present looked at Wang Hao, but they flashed with a strong peach.
Aside from those few poems, the rest of the poems describing women are all famous sentences through the ages.
If this is written for them, then their names will be passed down with these poems for centuries, and even if they grow old and their lives wither, their former faces will still live in the hearts of future generations and become goddesses praised by everyone.
This is too tempting for a woman who loves beauty.
Even if they can't see the things of the afterlife, the countless benefits are now in front of them.
You must know that the ancient style of the Yaotian Federation is prevalent, if a poem that can be passed down through the ages is written for them, then those big people and strong people will definitely come here, which will undoubtedly raise their level by several levels.
It's a pity that these poems are all written for Zhao Yiling, and they can fully imagine that in a few months, Zhao Yiling's three words will definitely represent the first beauty of the Yaotian Federation.
"Come on, pen and ink are waiting!" Guo Yunzi waved his hand, and the whole person's temperament changed instantly, and the temperament of a generation of writers was reminded vividly.
Hearing this, several maids on the side quickly brought up two tables, all of which were complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Haha, the old guy wants to compare calligraphy with me, and I'll play with you today...... Wang Hao laughed and came to the table......
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Zhao Yiling returned to his room and drank a glass of cold water violently, only then did he feel that his body had returned to normal.
The woman in black on the side couldn't help but ask: "Miss, according to the information we investigated, this man named Le Xiaoxuan, known as the jade-faced little flying dragon, belongs to a scumbag, he not only deceives women's bodies, but also deceives women's feelings, why do you still choose him!?" ”
Zhao Yiling laughed softly: "What does a man have to be a flower, my father was also a ghost before he met my mother, but look at it now, my mother asked him to go east, does he dare to go west?" So men don't have to care too much about it at all. ”
"But the master is just going to a bar, but this Le Xiaoxuan is a deceitful and emotional ......," the woman in black couldn't help but argue.
Zhao Yiling didn't answer, and asked softly, "Then what do you think of Le Xiaoxuan's literary style!?" ”
The woman in black nodded, "Very good, it can even be said that among the new generation of the Yaotian Federation, there is no one who is better than him, and the older generation is estimated to be very suspenseful." ”
Zhao Yiling asked again: "Then you say, is it literary talent that can be cultivated?" Or can it be cured!? ”
The woman in black said suddenly: "Wencai is born, this can't be cultivated, but this problem can be bothered, as long as Miss goes to consult Madame, she will definitely be able to treat this Le Xiaoxuan well." ”
"So this Le Xiaoxuan has already reached half of my mate selection criteria, and now it depends on his combat effectiveness." Zhao Yiling's eyes were a little expectant and a little nervous, don't hope to be disappointed.
"Miss, that Le Xiaoxuan is fighting with Guo Lao again." A woman in black hurriedly ran in, "This time they are comparing calligraphy. ”
"Than calligraphy!?" Zhao Yiling was stunned, why didn't this Le Xiaoxuan stop!? He has only been practicing Taoism for a few years, and he actually compares calligraphy with Guo Yunzi with his own strength, isn't this sincerely looking for a blow!?