Chapter 466

The boy noticed Guan Yufei's mouth shape, his red lips aroused a smile, and raised his middle finger to Guan Yufei in a corner where no one noticed.

The next moment, Shu Cheng received Guan Yufei's "contempt" eyes.

Shu Cheng shook his head reluctantly and said in his heart, "I don't want to fight for spring. Any group of Fang is jealous!"

The young man said in his heart, "Ren Qunfang is jealous", but his hand picked up the pen again and picked up the next piece of paper.

This move caused a burst of exclamation from the people around.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shu Cheng has to write!"

"This NIMA is too evil! Is it still not human?"

"I'll go. It's the same person. How can the gap be so big!"

"Is it difficult or write plum blossoms? He can write plum blossoms?"

"I'll go! NIMA's hanging is blowing up!"

"Oh, oh, oh ~ the male god is so handsome! Handsome! Handsome!"

……

Guan Yufei took a look at Shu Cheng and gave a meal with his can. His eyes were full of disgust. "Oh, the king doesn't need the means of forcing mortals such as you!"

... Er Huo, it won't be so difficult to say yourself?

Shu Cheng's red lips were raised slightly, and his slender fingers held the pen and wrote down word by word——

[several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han alone.

I know it's not snow, because there's a faint fragrance.

Plum blossom]

Plum blossom is as white as snow. It grows in the corner of the wall, but it has no inferiority complex. It emits a fragrance from a distance.

This poem uses snow to describe the ice purity of plum, and uses "dark fragrance" to point out that plum is better than snow, indicating the great charm of a strong and noble personality.

The meaning is far-reaching, and the sentence is very simple and natural, without any trace of carving.

After writing the three poems, Shu Cheng clapped his hands, walked to the corner where there was no one, took out his mobile phone and clicked on the interface of V Bo——

Shu Cheng V: I haven't seen that handsome man for a long time

[wow, Kaka ~ why is the teenager so self aware today? # Shu Cheng: I feel cute #]

[isn't the baby dazzled?! the teenager says he's not handsome? I'll go! Where's the guy who used to tweet about his handsome?! it's not true! It's not true!]

[young @ Shu Cheng V finally knows himself. It's not easy! Ha ha # Shu Cheng: I feel cute #]

[ha ha, no, no, no, young @ Shu Cheng V, you are still handsome, but -- # Shu Cheng: I feel cute #]

[# Shucheng: feel your cute ## Shucheng: feel your cute ## Shucheng: feel your cute ## Shucheng v]

……

The venue of the literary society.

Zhu and his party had nothing to say. Their faces turned red. They were beaten, beaten, and beaten all the time.

The boy has been beating his face with his strength.

And they all write poems on the spot. How does that make him win?

He recalled that he had the intention to compete with the youth before, so he couldn't help laughing. If he knew that the youth had such strength, he wouldn't be like this!

Before the presence of ridicule, everyone was silent.

The boy proved himself and his strength with three poems.

"What a 'distant knowledge is not snow, for there is a faint fragrance.'"

……

Shu Cheng glanced at the comment area. His dark eyes were full of joking light, and the bright red corners of his lips aroused a trace of evil radian——

[Shu Cheng v [forward V Bo]: replaced by a more handsome me!]

……

V Bo was quiet for an instant.

Nima, good routine!

Boy, you really won!