Xu Miaojin watched Mei in the snow in a song, and immediately listened to these literati.

I saw one by one stand up excitedly, and the sycophants who don't want money are shot out clearly.

"Okay, great, Miss Miaojin is worthy of the name of women."

"Miss Miaojin is afraid that she will get the name of a female student next year."

"It's a pity that Miss Miaojin is not a man, otherwise she would definitely be crowned a marquis, and I am afraid that the champion of the scientific examination will have nothing to do with us."

"This sentence should only exist in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world."

Hey, hey, you're too fake, aren't you? It's over, it's over.

Xu Miaojin blushed, especially after reading Li Xiuzhu's poems, she felt even more embarrassed.

It's good to do it yourself, but it's only worthy of the word good.

The embarrassed Xu Miaojin strongly realized what kind of experience social death is, if he has the ability, he will have a three-bedroom living room under his feet.

When Wang Tong saw this, he knew that his general trend had gone, so he simply licked a wave, maybe he won the favor of the female students and took off in his life.

Wang Tong clenched his fists and stood up, with a little self-deprecating wry smile: "I thought that today's masterpiece would be a blockbuster, but I didn't expect to meet female students." ”

"Miss Miaojin's snow looks at Mei, I can't do it."

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I look forward to asking Miss Miaojin for advice."

At this moment, except for Li Xiuzhu, all the men present were scolded in their hearts after a meal.

is the so-called smile on the face, and the m selling batch in my heart is like this.

The bastard's abacus clanged, and they could hear it clearly from a distance of more than ten meters.

Li Chengyu frowned slightly, planning to go down and warn this bastard to stay away from Xu Miaojin.

Wang Shichao is not as good as Li Chengyu, so he immediately said: "Wang Tong, what level are you?" If your level is not good, you should consult the master, why can't the master teach you? ”

"The crackling of the abacus is loud, and I can hear it when I stand here."

"No self-knowledge."

"You ......" Wang Tong was stunned, he didn't expect Wang Shichao to be so faceless to scare himself.

"Am I not worthy, are you worthy?"

Although Wang Shichao is not good at poetry, he has a good brain, and when he heard the words, he said directly: "I am not worthy, so I have self-knowledge, I only look for the master, and I will not damage the reputation of female students." ”

This...... Bastard, so aggrieved, is he saying that I am ruining the reputation of female beings?

"Puff~"

"Haha~"

"Brother Wang is quick to talk."

“……”

Regardless of men and women, they all support Wang Shichao at this time.

Even Xu Miaojin couldn't help but glance at Wang Shichao more.

She didn't want to discuss poetry with Wang Tong, and it wasn't fragrant to discuss poetry to find Hou Ye.

At this time, the attendant who was chanting and paying attention to the time felt that it was time to play his own role, and if he didn't open his mouth, he might be found fault again.

"Please continue to enjoy the poems."

"Chang'e Night Dance, Princess Wenjie Li Baguio."

"It's too late for Qionghua in the sky, and the jade tree is fragrant."

"The night god moon is cold and quiet, and it is suspected that it is the length of the sleeves of the neon dress."

Suddenly, everyone was stunned again, and it was a good poem.

and the poetry of the female student Xu Miaojin can be said to be between them.

Some people may prefer the night dance of Chang'e, while others may prefer to see the plum blossoms in the snow.

Although Princess Wenjie is married and has no investment value, she is a princess after all, who dares to offend? Who would dare to let her suffer injustice?

Li Chengyu took the lead in expressing his position.

"The Four Emperor Sisters' Chang'e Night Dance is full of fantasy, just listening to the poems makes people feel like they are in a fairyland, which is really excellent."

"Yes, I'm afraid that the poem of the fourth sister is similar to the poem of the female student Xu Miaojin."

Li Shishi blinked as she spoke.

"Maybe the fourth sister will be able to get the name of a female student next year."

Li Chengyu glanced at Xu Miaojin when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Miaojin's poems are also excellent, although the two are similarly different, but let me choose, I still prefer Miaojin's poems a little more." ”

Listening to Li Chengyu shouting Miaojin, Xu Miaojin frowned slightly, but she didn't refute it.

Li Chengyu is a prince, and he can't be rash.

However, hearing Li Chengyu say this, Xu Miaojin suddenly got up and looked at Li Xiuzhu.

"Hou Ye is a poet, what do you think of Miaojin and the princess's poems?"

「？？？ Misfortune to the east? Or for what purpose?"

Fu Yuehua can rarely hear Li Xiuzhu's heart now, as if Li Xiuzhu is now talking as soon as he opens his mouth, but he has no brain.

She was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and then she looked at Xu Miaojin with an unkind expression.

Li Xiuzhu didn't care what Xu Miaojin had in mind, and said: "Just like His Highness said, the difference between the two seems to be, and who is better depends entirely on personal preference." ”

"As for me, who is a father-in-law, I naturally prefer my Baguio's poems."

Li Xiuzhu's undisguised words not only made Li Biyao's eyes shine, but even Xu Miaojin's eyes lit up.

Help relatives first and then help, this is the sense of security that women need.

Reasonable? Do I need you to reason with me?

Li Biyao doesn't care about these false names now, writing poems is purely for fun, and immediately said: "Read the next poem." ”

"You don't have to argue about me, I don't value these very much."

Li Biyao's open-mindedness immediately attracted the favor of many people, both men and women.

It's just that it's a pity for men that Li Biyao is married, and there are even a few Li Biyao who have begun to mature and charm now, and they have a trace of the soul of a thief.

Everyone really hates Cao Thief, and everyone wants to be Cao Thief.

It's a pity that they only have hearts, not that life.

Just like most of you here.

The attendant in charge of chanting listened to Li Biyao's words and hurriedly read the next poem.

Because Li Xiuzhu and Li Baguio are next to each other, it is naturally his turn.

Li Biyao didn't care just now, but became serious at this time, wanting to see the reaction of these talents next.

Thinking of Wang Shichao, who had provoked before, Li Biyao glanced at him meaningfully.

I don't know if this kid will be hit.

"Winter resentment, don't quit laymen, Li Xiuzhu."

It's just a beginning, and it's fried under the text before it appears.

"What? Is he a layman? ”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible ......!"

"If he doesn't quit the layman, doesn't that mean that the most controversial poems that won the king of poetry this year were all written by Li Xiuzhu?"

"Really, I hit myself?"

"......"

"Cow ......"

This argument did not last long, because seeing them arguing, the chanter only paused, but only paused.

"The snowflakes are warm and melt the cheeks, and the cheeks are warm and the snow is warm."

Listening to the chanting, the waiter did not wait for them to begin reciting the verses, and suddenly everyone fell silent.

But this silence is only superficial, and everyone's hearts are not as quiet as on the surface.

Just the first verse of the poem, they sensed that something was wrong.

Does this poem seem to be a positive or negative symmetry?

"Bully the snow with a single clothes, and with a single clothes."

Hey, really! At this moment, they all realized Li Xiuzhu's Wang Bang.

"Don't let the plum knot, don't let the plum knot."

"If you don't hate, you can't return late, and if you don't hate later."

(End of chapter)