Need for a Guard

Zeng walked up to Zhu Yan in a hurry, with a livid face, he asked sharply: "Zhu Yan, you are talented and knowledgeable. Others don't know, but I don't know your details?"

"Tell me! Why did you deliberately make these crooked poems? What is your intention? Tell me the truth.."

Zhu Yan said coldly: "Zeng Tong, what do you mean? My standard is so low, and the poems I make are so bad, what has it to do with you? Who are you? Do I know you? Why do you run away? Come here to make irresponsible remarks? Is there nothing to do when you are full?"

"You...you deliberately gave in..." Zeng Tong was pushed back by Zhu Yan, his face flushed red, and he wanted to pester him endlessly.

Bai Mochou slapped the table, pointed at Zeng Tong's nose, and said angrily: "You are a freshman, and I am a judge. If you continue to yell like that and affect the performance of Zhu Yan and this fat talent, I will cancel it." You are not qualified to take the exam, hmph... Hurry up and roll aside and stand there."

Although Zeng Tong was angry about it, he had nothing to do with Zhu Yan's intentional release of water——Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai, one was willing to hit Huang Gai, the other was willing to suffer, can you control it?

I thought angrily in my heart: As long as this talent is still being used, why don't you "volatilize" it out of thin air?Don't bother me...

Bai Mochou admired Zhu Yan's 'talent' more and more, carefully appreciating the 'broken poem', and said with a smile: "This time it's still a tie, you two talents, you two will come again."

Shhh!

Thousands of talented people booed, thinking that they had participated in countless competitions, but they had never seen such a wonderful thing.

The reason why good poems are difficult to judge is because of different emphases, so it is difficult to judge whether they win or lose, so they have to draw.

The fat talented man was overjoyed, and a flower bloomed on his fat sea-like face. .

He never thought that he could draw with Zhu Yan, a great talent. Regardless of his real level, after returning to his hometown, he would have the capital to brag.

Afterwards, the two confronted three more rounds of "wine poems", and the situation was still evenly divided.

But a fat genius has limited ink in his belly, even if he wants to make up bad poems, it will take a lot of trouble, and it will be difficult to continue.

It's like being constipated, you have to wait for a long time before you can squeeze out a little, and the quality of the poem is getting worse and worse.

This is not only difficult to destroy the fat talented person, but also really difficult to destroy the big talented person Zhu Yan.

Whenever Zhu Yan sees a fat genius's bad poems, Zhu Yan has an urge to kill her - at this moment, he has finally realized the difficulty of imitating.

Zhu Yan is a great talent, with culture, heritage, depth, and connotation!If it is a serious poem, he can write more than a dozen well-known poems after a little thought.

Although it may not be possible for every capital to achieve the poetic artistic conception and spread through the ages, the level of water is so high that it is definitely difficult for the thousands of talented people present to catch up.

Now, however, the battle is delicate and strange.

Zhu Yan is not only unable to write good poems, but also tries her best to write bad poems comparable to the level of fat wits. She clearly has a very sublime masterpiece in her chest, but she still has to think about how to write a crooked poem that makes wits sick and ridiculed. Woolen cloth!

This is equivalent to the fact that Zhu Yan originally had a stomachache and wanted to bleed out comfortably, but at this moment, he had to pretend to be constipated, and he had to pretend to be so lifelike that no one could see his flaws. You said, this Isn't it just to torture people again?

The fat 'jackal' felt the pain, and the handsome talented man was even more painful, but the bad poems written by the two made thousands of talented men sick to their stomachs, and they suffered together.

At this time, Li Xianyu, Hong Xing, You Lan, and Bai Su, four beautiful and attractive girls crowded on the high platform, watching Zhu Yan's painful performance there, all of them covered their pink mouths and giggled. laugh it out.

Li Xianyu pulled You Lan's catkin, smiled gratefully and said: "My good sister, I am thankful to you! Xiao Yuer must thank you very much."

Bai Su pouted and complained: "Why doesn't Xiao Yuer thank me? Without my father, can he restrain the Zeng father and son who are jumping up and down?"

Looking at Li Xianyu's more enchanting face than her own, Bai Su's sweet smile became a little more sly, "Hehe...You Lan told me a secret just now, you actually respect her as your elder sister. "

"Quick! I've done you such a great favor, you still have to call me sister, you can't compete with me in the future, and give me all the chicken legs. Which lady bullies me, you have to beat her for me..."

"oops!"

Li Xianyu blushed, lowered her head, twisted her waist, and muttered, "Sister Youlan, why are you saying all kinds of private things? How embarrassing am I to let outsiders know about this kind of thing?"

Bai Su's eyes widened, and she stretched out her slippery little hand, shaking Li Xianyu's pink neck vigorously, and said angrily, "Am I an outsider? Am I an outsider? How brave am I? Otherwise... I That's why I won't give Brother Shi San to you, a flirtatious vixen! Hurry up and call me sister, I don't appreciate my good intentions, but I will turn my face immediately..."

"Don't! Sister Bai Su, why don't you be my good sister?" Li Xianyu hurriedly took Bai Su's little hand, begging softly.

"Hmph! That's pretty much the same. Since you admit that I'm your older sister, then I won't turn my back on you." Bai Su proudly raised her elegant face, beautiful to the core.

Hong Xing looked at Bai Su and You Lan with a smile, and said comfortingly: "You two, you are pretending to be a married woman to bully Xiao Yu'er before you even get married? It's too much! It's too much, I want to sue my lord. "

"Do you dare?" Bai Su and You Lan agreed to fight against each other.

"Not too much! Not too much!"

Li Xianyu shook his head quickly, looking at the ripe red apricot, the playful and charming Youlan, the elegant and dignified Bai Su, and said softly: "In Xiao Yuer's heart, you are all Xiao Yuer's good sisters, Xiao Yuer Knowing that all the sisters are kind-hearted girls, they not only let me sincerely, but also took the initiative to help Xiao Yu'er facilitate the good things with Xiao Shitou, Xiao Yu'er's heart is warm, and I feel so happy..."

"It's almost there!"

Bai Su pulled Xiao Yu'er's arm, and said with a narrow smile, "You Lan and I were just teasing you, how can we really bully you? Hehe...seeing how wronged you are, why are you still crying? But Don't cry, let Sister Hongxing coax you, she is the most gentle."

"Xiao Yu'er is not sad, but moved by all the sisters."

Li Xianyu's heart was warm, and he talked affectionately with Bai Su, You Lan, and Hong Xing for a while, and then he seemed to remember something, and asked You Lan: "My dear sister, how did you make Zhu Yan not hesitate to hurt yourself?" Name, obediently agreed to your unreasonable request? You will not use any shameful means to him, will you?"

"Bah... Sister, I have always been courteous first, and I have always convinced others with virtue."

You Lan showed a smug smile, extremely happy, "Sister, I just said a few words, and Zhu Yan obediently gave in."

Bai Su interjected: "You Lan, you must have agreed to marry Zhu Yan, right?" She was used to bickering with You Lan, and she would never give up the chance to ridicule You Lan.

"Susu, go to hell!" You Lan aggressively stretched out her charming claws, scratching at Bai Su.

"My good sister, save me!" Bai Su deftly hid behind Li Xianyu...