Chapter 464

[by the broken bridge outside the post, I'm lonely and have no owner. It's dusk and I'm worried alone. It's even more windy and rainy.]

When this sentence came out, the people immediately shut their mouths. What the teenager wrote was neither the plum in the government nor the plum in the famous garden, but a "wild plum" growing in the remote suburbs.

It's all alone. Looking around, it's lonely, desolate and cold. Compared with the plum in the garden written by Zhu Yixing, the Ling Han pride of wild plum is more shocking.

The young man's dark eyes looked at the person who mocked her before and wrote down——

[I don't want to fight for spring. All the people are jealous. Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance is as good as before.

Divination operator chanting plum blossom]

The young man smiled, did not pause, and finished at one go. A song "Bu operator · Yongmei" had been completed.

These people who have mocked teenagers only feel that their faces are red.

It's too humiliating for NIMA!

The youth's direct sentence "no intention to fight for spring, any group of Fang is jealous" instantly made this group of school bullies of Tsinghua University ashamed.

Plum blossom doesn't mean to fight for spring. If "Qunfang" has "jealousy", let them be jealous!

Yes, the youth had no intention of arguing with them, but they were unforgiving. To put it bluntly, they were jealous!

In particular, the last sentence "scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance as before", even if withered, ground into soil and turned into dust, plum blossom still emits wisps of fragrance as usual.

"Ha ha, this face hurts! I hurt their face!"

"Shit! Shit! Shit! I just feel my face hurts!"

"Ha ha, it's good that I didn't express my opinion just now! Young man, it's too vengeful!"

"It's more than pain! I'm scolding! Look at the use of this word! It means something!"

"NIMA, the boy scolded too hard! Look at the words! Scattered? Crushed? I'll strangle! Didn't we just say a few words and go too far?"

"Don't you know that words can kill people?!"

"The male god is so poor. He didn't do anything, but he has been slandered on the Internet and now in life!"

"Fool, the key to the male god is the following sentence 'only incense as before'? The male god says his original heart remains unchanged and will always be the same! With this sentence 'only incense as before', the pink male god will never abandon him all his life!"

"Never leave! Never leave! Never leave!"

……

Zhu and his entourage looked at the poem and remained silent for a long time. He knew that he had lost. He had lost too badly.

This is not a level game at all!

No wonder the boy didn't care to compare with him before.

He may not be able to write such impromptu poetry for another ten years, and it is still a poem of this quality.

Shu Cheng... Is it really so strong?

The young man didn't care about the people's comments, and didn't even look at his just completed poetry. He picked up another piece of paper and the nib "brushed -" on the paper.

"Do teenagers still have to write?"

"Isn't it?! is improvisation so strong?"

"Shit, I won't hang like that!"

Zhu and his party also raised expectations. He knew that he had really lost and lost miserably, but he still wanted to see the next poem of the teenager.

What can Shu Cheng write? How would you write it?

The same is about Mei. Can teenagers write different?

Not only Zhu and his party, but everyone's attention was focused on Shu Cheng. What would the teenager write?

……