Chapter 172: Shit poetry victory!

Luo Shuihan saw everyone surprised, and asked lightly: "What's wrong with everyone? Don't be cautious."

"By the way, you just wanted to vote, then I will vote for it too!" Luo Shuihan said immediately.

At this time, a wall of grass suddenly said: "Good poem, good poem!"

"Senior Ye is really good at writing this poem!"

"Senior Ye's poem is a combination of bird and shit, **** and grass want to combine, bird shit, **** nourishes the grass, forming a natural cycle, this poem seems ordinary, but in fact it contains great roads. what!"

A person immediately took out his nine-level slap-horse kung fu, and immediately slapped Ye Chen's flattery.

They will naturally weigh.

The Lin family's son, but there is an old man who is the city owner, and they are all trying to flatter him, the city owner old man.

But Ye Gucheng is different!

Ye Gucheng is their celebrity in Mo Shuangcheng.

is the predecessor of Heaven and Human Realm again.

is still the brother of the city lord.

That is also the elder of this young man.

Even Lin Tianyou must worship Ye Gucheng as his teacher. This is enough to explain that the weight of Ye Gucheng's predecessor is not something a kid like Lin Tianyou can imagine.

So when they knew Ye Chen's identity, they immediately turned averted.

"Yes, that's right. Senior Ye's poem seems ordinary, but every sentence contains the philosophy of life, as if there is a great way in the poem."

"Senior Ye used **** to compose poems, and now it's a careful comment, it's really good."

"Senior Ye's poems are about Dao Dao, while Master Lin's poems are about love. How can love compare with Dao?"

I only heard a person praise the poem that was dropped.

At this moment, Shangguan Xueyan sneered, as if she had been tired of seeing these people's flattering faces.

Every one is full of grass on the wall, and the wind is strong over there, so fall to the other side.

And Zhao Xiyao was shocked for a million years!

She looked at Ye Chen in surprise and said, "Little Junior Brother, this **** poem that has been dropped... can it be so praised?"

Ye Chen smiled and said faintly: "I have said long ago that this competition is not about talent, but about power!"

The fourth elder sister Yue Lingxi was indifferent to everything, holding Ye Chen's hand, standing beside Ye Chen.

At this time, Luo Shuihan was somewhat interested.

Luo Shuihan does not understand poetry.

But when they heard so many people brag about Ye Chen, they knew that Ye Chen must have written good poems.

"If this is the case, then go ahead and vote, I will vote for my brother Ye!" Luo Shuihan said.

At this time, the host's eyes were dull.

He helped Lin Tianyou drop Bao Yechen's poems just to curry favor with Lin Tianyou.

But he did not expect that he would offend the big Buddha Ye Gucheng in order to curry favor with Lin Tianyou.

Luo Shuihan looked at the host and asked, "How did you continue?"

The host had to gritted his teeth and continued: "Those who support Young Master Lin, please raise your hands to vote!"

At this moment, no one voted!

Everyone understands that, compared to Lin Tianyou, Ye Gucheng is the one they should really curry with!

"Mr Lin, zero votes!"

"Then, support Senior Ye Gucheng's favor vote!"

At this time, almost everyone raised their hands. They raised their hands high. Everyone wanted to vote for Ye Gucheng.

Even if I just cheated on Lin Tianyou and ridiculed Ye Chen's loudest people, he immediately raised his hand to signal.

Lin Tianyou seems stupid, his eyes are extremely dull, and he sits paralyzed on the ground, as if life has lost hope.

The host bit the bullet and said, "Then, congratulations to Senior Ye Gucheng for his victory!"

There are no accidents.

Ye Chen won the competition by relying on a discarded, meaningless garbage poem.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and said softly: "It's really ironic!"

"Brother Ye, what did you say?" Luo Shuihan asked at this time.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "It's nothing."

"Brother Ye, I will take you to meet the real big people, but...in front of you, Brother Ye, they are not big people..." Luo Shuihan smiled.

Ye Chen nodded and then looked at his two senior sisters.

At this time, Luo Shuihan quickly said: "It's okay, let the younger brothers and sisters come together!"

When they heard the words siblings, Zhao Xiyao and Yue Lingxi's faces were a little red.

This is the first time they are called this.

Ye Chen didn't explain, he nodded and said: "Let's go!"

Ye Chen left with Luo Shuihan with the three of them.

Only some wall grass in the same place was left.

At this time, the host slowly opened the paper in his hand and knelt on the ground and said, "Sorry, I deceived everyone. This is the poem written by Senior Ye!"

At this time, they opened the poem!

Everyone showed extremely shocked eyes.

I saw it wrote:

"Xia Ke Xing"

Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gooshuang Xueming.

The silver saddle illuminates the white horse, rushing like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps without staying for a thousand miles.

Hello.

Take a leisurely time to drink Xinling, take off the sword knee and cross.

will Zhi Zhu Hai, and persuade Hou Ying.

Three cups of Turanuo, Wuyue is light.

After dazzled eyes and ears, the mood is born.

Rescue Zhao with a gold mallet, Handan was first shocked.

Qianqiu two heroes, Huanghe Liangcheng.

The fragrant fragrant of dead chivalrous bones, not ashamed of being a British.

Who can write your Excellency, the Baishou Taixuan Sutra.

Seeing this poem, everyone showed a look of shock.

What kind of person can write such a poem?

They sighed from the bottom of their hearts:

" "Kill a person in ten steps, do not stay for a thousand miles, and leave your clothes behind you when things happen, hiding your merits and fame deeply...

Senior Ye, he is a slanderer who does not fight for world affairs! "