Chapter 107 Collective River Jumping

"Ah...... That's it. Yi Feng was startled, sighed and said, "How did time pass so quickly?"

Xiao Gong heard it next to him, and glanced at Yi Feng with disdain: You are chatting with a beauty. Of course, I don't think time is passing too fast, it's already time for a pillar of incense.

"You're not going to just admit defeat, are you?" Dieyun turned her tender eyes and looked at Yi Feng with a smile.

Yi Feng smiled, ignoring the joke in her tone, but turned to Xiao Gong and said, "Xiao Gong, you can start." ”

Xiao Gong was stunned for a moment, but still nodded, and said to the audience, "Which of you will come first?"

The feminine man sneered at Yi Feng, took a step forward, and said very arrogantly: "Xiao Gong, I'll come first." ”

Boy, you're going to get stuck. I'm going to make you lose face today. A vulgar boy, why should Madame look at you differently?

Xiao Gong nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. I still have some admiration for this young man's talent.

"Then you come first!" Xiao Gong glanced at Yi Feng, seeing his smiling and calm appearance, he secretly shook his head and cast an appreciative look at the feminine man.

The gloom of the feminine man just now was also calmed down a lot by this look, and he whispered in a somewhat chic voice: "Yijiang tenderness is as deep as water, and life and death are not worthy of anyone." The moon fish and geese are drunk with solo dances, and half of the wall lamps hang low. ”

"Puff ......" Yi Feng squirted out the wine in his mouth in one gulp, sprayed straight onto the table, and splashed the butterfly rhyme.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I can't help it, is this also a poem? I can make a hundred and eighty poems at my fingertips. Yi Feng hurriedly found a tissue for Dieyun, and couldn't stop apologizing.

Yi Feng's words made the feminine man glare at him angrily.

"Hehe, yes, if only you could make better poetry than him. Forget it, or I'll throw you kid down the river. Dieyun looked at Yi Feng with a smile, without the slightest anger. The tissue kept wiping the tea on the body, and occasionally lightly touched the proud bulge, which made people's eyes stare at it.

"Ahem, you know what?!, you're insulting me. That's the level. Actually compete with me. It's ...... I don't even want to say anything. Yi Feng sighed, as if he was greatly despised.

Xiao Gong smiled, he had long been used to Yi Feng. Hit others and elevate yourself. It's always been a manifestation of his stinky fart.

"Hehe, Feng Shao. No matter how much you look down on people. At least you have to prove it. ”

Xiao Gong looked straight at Yi Feng, and a trace of schadenfreude rose in his heart: You kid only cares about chatting with beauties. I'm afraid I've forgotten everything. You can't be so.

Yi Feng smiled, although he disdained the poetry of feminine men in his mouth. But I have to admit that being able to write such poems in a short period of time is also a talent. Originally, Yi Feng still wanted to show off his literary talent, but after thinking about it, forget it. The current situation lends itself to an absolutely overwhelming victory.

Ancestors of Huaxia, you will teach Ben Shao a lesson to this barbarian in the other world.

"Sister...... Belch...... Madame, I'll make you a song. 'There are beautiful women in the northern country, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman. ’”

Yi Feng shamelessly stole the poems of his Chinese ancestors. looked at everyone with a mocking face.

Dieyun's eyes lit up, and she looked at Yi Feng with a shiny light: This kid really has two brushes. I really blurted it out between raising my hands.

Xiao Gong looked at Yi Feng blankly, it was undeniable that he was shocked. This poem is obviously far more than the one just now, and if it spreads, it will definitely be popular. Moreover, this poem is also suitable for the status of the butterfly. Definitely tailor-made. The most important thing is that this kid really did it without even thinking about it?

Thinking of this, Xiao Gong couldn't help but look at Yi Feng strangely: This kid won't steal from others, right?!

"Ahem. I don't even bother to compete with you. You still don't believe it. How about it? You can go jumping into the river, right?"

Yi Feng's faint words finally woke everyone up, and the feminine man shouted in disbelief: "Cheating, you must have cheated." How could you possibly make such a poem. You must have copied someone else's. Yes, that's right. It must have been plagiarized. ”

Yi Feng looked at the angry feminine man, and lightly spit out two words, "Silly Bi!"

Hey, what about this less plagiarism. Can you still debunk me?! On this continent, it's all original.

"Man. Always unwilling to accept reality. Such verses, if only someone had already made them. It's been spread all over the world for a long time, do I dare to plagiarize?! ”

Yi Feng shook his head, like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes.

"Yi Feng, don't pretend. Dieyun smiled and said, "I don't believe it either! I will believe it. ”

Yi Feng pursed his lips and said, "If you want others to praise you, you don't need to use this method." But if you say yes, I'll make another one. You threw all these people down the river. I will reluctantly agree to you. ”

Butterfly Yunyu agreed very happily, as long as you can make another one no less than just now. I'll let them all jump into the river. Dieyun smiled and didn't look at these young talents. This also made Yi Feng more curious about this mysterious woman.

"Then listen up. 'The beautiful color covers the present and the ancient, and the lotus flower is ashamed. Huansha makes clear water, and is idle with clear waves. The letter is difficult to open, and it is deep in the blue clouds. ’”

The faint words raised ripples in the void. If they had suspected Yi Feng's theft just now, they would have disappeared now.

After all, such verses were really made before. The whole continent has known about it for a long time. The mainland, excluding the martial style, is the strongest literary style.

Between opening his mouth, he blurted out the poems that praised the woman to the extreme. This made everyone have to look at Yi Feng strangely? This young man, Wencai has really reached such a point?!

"Madam, can you tell them to jump into the river?" Yi Feng said with a wink of his eyes and a wink at Butterfly Yun.

Butterfly was funny, but she didn't refute it. Instead, he said to Xiao Gong, "Look?"

Xiao Gong smiled bitterly and said to everyone in the field, "Who else can you compare?"

The feminine man stared at Yi Feng deadly, snorted, and with a big loss of face, he looked outside with a step. The others glanced at each other, and finally walked out with him one by one.

"Hey, remember to find a shallow place when you jump into the river. Don't drown. ”

Yi Feng said in a downhole behind him, and the feminine man trembled and almost didn't fall to the ground. The cold light in his eyes is even better. Yi Feng, who saw it, sneered: He doesn't care about a thousand of them just like this.