Wei Youdao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his arm flicked, and the ring ruler roared down, and he went to Zhou Ruyi. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Ru sat cross-legged on the futon, not afraid, he glanced at the ring ruler that was about to be called, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he said loudly: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed." ”

When Wei Youdao heard this, his expression was slight, and then he scolded in his heart, "What a broken poem!" The strength in his hand was even greater, and the ring ruler continued to fall.

Zhou Ru glanced at Wei Youdao, still thundered, and read the second sentence: "It is suspected that it is frost on the ground." ”

Huh, this sentence seems to be a little stronger than the previous sentence, but beyond the specified time, it is still time to fight, Old Man Wei's expression loosened, and he did not stop the movement in his hand, but the strength in his palm was a little lighter.

At this time, the ring ruler was getting closer and closer to Zhou Ruyi, and it was almost touching Zhou Ruyi's palm.

It is estimated that it will take less than a breath of effort, and it will be severely beaten.

Zhou Ru is face twitched, and he opened his hands stiffly, spread them on his knees, and read the third sentence, "Raise your head and look at the bright moon." ”

"Smack!"

There was a crunch.

"Hiss!" Zhou Ru's sore eyebrows wrinkled, and he spit out the last sentence: "Bow your head and miss your hometown." ”

Since then, a song by Li Baida "Silent Night Thoughts" has been read out completely by Zhou Ru.

When he covered his red palms and smoked cold air.

With a soft sound, the ring ruler in Wei Youdao's hand slipped weakly and fell to the ground, like a bomb dropped in the 'Poetry Soul' hall where the needle fell, causing an uproar.

"I'll go, what kind of poem is this, why is it so good!" Disciple B's eyes widened, his hands were on his cheeks, and he turned his head to look at Disciple C, with an incredible expression.

Disciple C was not much worse than him, and in order to prove that he was more shocked than him, he raised his hand and slapped Disciple B, and exclaimed, "Ah, I'm not dreaming, there is such good poetry in this world, my God!"

Disciple B: "。。。。。。。 ”

Wei Youdao's eyes were very complicated, and the ring ruler was lying at his feet, and he could get it by bending down, but he didn't do it.

He was shocked, for more than 10,000 years, 360 nights a year, he read the poems of the sages hard, was obsessed with poetry creation, and wrote no less than 100,000 poems, but none of them could be worthy of the four sentences casually created by this new student in front of him, he couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it, how could such a good poem take such a short time.

Wei Youdao's body trembled, his mouth trembled, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Rusi, and he asked, "This poem, was it written by you?"

With his hands twisted together, Wei Youdao was sweating on his forehead, looking very nervous, he was a little afraid that Zhou Ru would answer in the affirmative, which was undoubtedly to give him a little bit of a heart, which made him very uncomfortable.

No one likes it, someone presses himself in the field he is best at and proud of, and the same is true for Wei Youdao, he used to be quite proud of his ability to compose poetry, and now he has seen someone who is better than him in the field of poetry, and it is no wonder that he is not hit!

Zhou Ru shook his head and replied, "No." ”

Wei Youdao suddenly felt relieved, and his heart breathed a sigh of relief.

As a result, before he could feel comfortable for two seconds, a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and Zhou Ruye's next sentence instantly made Wei Youdao's heart beat violently, almost rushing out of his throat.

"This poem is not the best, and the few poems I have just made casually are so much better than this one!"

"Poof。。。。。。 ”

Zhou Ru seemed to see the blood flowers in the sky, which was the product of the shock of Wei Youdao and the more than a hundred disciples in the hall.

"I heard him right. ”

"You don't!"

"I remember what he just said, there are too many poems, it's not easy to choose, my God, he didn't joke!"

"Who knows, but I think this freshman is a little hanging, you look at his coquettish appearance, really handsome puppet!"

"You nymphomaniac, although he is handsome, what does it have to do with you. ”

"Miss, I have a crush on her, do you have an opinion!"

"Yes, you don't even know people's names, and you say you have a crush on them!"

"Heh! It's like you know. ”

"Of course, I know!"

"Ugh。。。。。。 ”

A pure little sister proudly gave a thumbs up, nodded her 36D big breasts, looked at the figure on the futon in front with starry eyes, and said the person's name shyly: "The surname is Zhou, the name is like this, Zhou is like it!"

As if there was an electrocardiogram in the dark, Zhou Ru felt hot all over, and subconsciously turned around, just colliding with a gaze.

"Lin Qingshuang,, isn't this the little girl in the girls' dormitory!"

Zhou Ru was stunned, the girl who was separated from him by dozens of disciples, combed her ponytail, her pretty face was shy, her eyes flickered, and she was as bright as a black jewel, so pure and soft.

What a surprise! What a surprise! Zhou Ru never thought that he would meet this girl who had threatened him with a dagger in the sword intent class of the kendo club.

Thinking about the scene where she and her sister quarreled over a cheongsam that day, and then fought because of a mermaid-style wedding dress design, Zhou Ru grinned and smiled.

Well, I really want to say hello and say no see for a long time!

But before the words came out, Lin Qingshuang's beautiful smiling face suddenly turned white, and Zhou Ru was inexplicable when she saw it.

"What's the situation?" Zhou Ru looked confused, and when Lin Qingshuang hurriedly pointed his jade fingers and secretly nodded behind him, he felt a cold chill on the back of his head.

Twitching his face, he turned his head mechanically, and when he looked up, there was a bloody mouth, hanging high above his head, and the thick saliva that exuded a fishy smell was dripping on his head, which was really terrifying。。。。。。 Ahem, it was a pair of red eyes that stabbed at Zhou Rushi with anger and murderous aura, as if he was going to cut him open from head to toe in the next second, and then dig out the internal organs and hang them on the city gate to dry them into jerky!

"Didn't you say that the few poems you wrote casually were better than Fang Cai?"

Wei Youdao vomited out the old blood, looked at the old face fiercely, grabbed Zhou Ruye's collar, and said gloomily.

His two front teeth were exposed, glittering with cold, and very ferocious.

Frightened, Zhou Ru's legs were a little weak.

"Yes, yes? Did I just say that?"

"Did!"

All the disciples replied in unison, and their voices were neat and neat, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, and they really didn't want to be too 。。。。。。 Unscrupulous.

"Poof。。。。。。 ”

Lin Qingshuang smiled coquettishly, covered her mouth and flew Zhou Ru is eyes, her expression was very playful, and the meaning was very explicit - you are going to be unlucky, obediently enjoy the punishment of Old Man Wei!

Ahh