Chapter 804

In the summer.

No matter where you are, there will be no shortage of flower lovers. This kind of creature is the least intelligent animal on earth.

This is not.

With the fall of Yang Shu's love poems, many white-collar women who had just left work in Ye Qingxuan's company immediately gathered together and screamed and looked at the poplar with a face of flower mania.

I would like to hang myself on his body, full of peach blossom.

"Ha ha ha ha... This is what I did when I saw Qing Xuan and went back home. I was inspired by it. You made a show of ugliness."

Poplar appears to be very modest, but his eyes, but full of pride and pride, think to come, these crazy girl praise, he is still very useful.

Said, he slowly turned around, looked at Haotian, very arrogant said: "boy to you!"

"If you can't do it, you can surrender. Just kneel down and apologize to me."

Looking at the poplars, Haotian seemed very calm. He gave a light smile and then slowly opened his mouth: "it's really a show of shame. You can also take out this kind of rubbish. It's really courageous."

Haotian said carelessly.

When Yang Shu heard the speech, he was so angry that his nose was crooked. He pointed to Haotian and drank angrily: "what did you say? Laozi was just modest. Although I dare not call this poem a masterpiece of creation, it is absolutely first-class!"

"Yes, yes!"

"There is no doubt about the talent of young master Yang!"

"It's you, little loser. You're so good at it. If you have the ability, you'll make a song too!"

Hearing that Haotian belittles poplar, those who are obsessed with him are not happy. They begin to criticize Haotian one after another.

Looking at these things with no brain, Haotian smiles lightly, and a trace of contempt flashed through his eyes.

He is really some do not understand, this kind of flower crazy girl, their parents, relatives, friends are wronged, did not see them so angry.

To be, their idol, little fresh meat, suffered a little bit, they were like the sky fell down.

After putting the oil paper holding the pancakes into the garbage can, Haotian slowly opened his mouth and said:

it's the tenderness that bows his head.

It's like the lotus flower's shame.

The way is a sorry, a sorry.

There is a sweet sadness in that sorry, I hope you understand!

Haotian's poem is very short, just a few words.

But with his voice falling, the whole hall at the door of the company became quiet for a moment, and those sarcastic voices disappeared immediately.

There was a deathly silence in the whole hall.

The needle can be heard!

Haotian looks at the people who are stupefied like chickens. He is not happy at all. On the contrary, he is a little sad. He slowly raises his head and looks at Ye Qingxuan behind the poplar.

At the moment, Fang Zheng's eyes watery at Haotian.

Only she knew that Haotian's poem was written for her.

It's about that night...

"no!"

"No, it can't be!"

"You are just a lousy loser who can only eat street stalls. How can you write such a good poem? It's impossible!"

After the poplar reaction.

Holding his head and shaking his head crazily, his face was shocked. His eyes were full of disbelief. He looked at Haotian and growled unwillingly, showing some hysteria.

The level of poplar itself is not high. As for the first place in the literature contest, as Haotian said, his father bought it.

However, as a literati, his appreciation level still has some.

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