Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 348 Doggerel Versus Doggerel

Picking up the phone, I saw Baifeng's message, stuck out my tongue, blinked at Baifeng, and immediately replied quickly...

"Da Baibai, did you see the new platinum master at your table? The one named SB! Oh, a slip of the tongue, he is called SB for short, and his Chinese nickname is Shaobing. He is a self-righteous rich second generation. The people at your table can't get used to it." He, so the atmosphere is like this..."

"Why don't you like him?"

"Wow, you haven't paid attention to the Internet literature circle during this period of time? Tsk tsk tsk, then you have missed a lot of excitement..."

"What's the fun?"

"This biscuit writes web articles, it's at the level of a primary school student, but it can't stand the richness of others. Within the scope of the rules, it has spent millions. Yes, you heard me right, he spent millions on himself. Suddenly, a platinum was smashed out!"

Bai Feng almost bit his tongue when he saw this, and looked at the biscuits next to him, who was holding his booger, in disbelief, then his phone vibrated, and the news from Yang Liu came again.

"Originally, even if you spend millions of dollars, you won't be able to hit platinum, but this guy has a brain, and he specifically picked an unpopular niche category to start with, so he directly became the leader of the History Channel, and he has a fixed group of people. The fan club of local tyrants praised their stinky feet, and won the platinum title after half a year."

"Tsk tsk tsk, bull... But what is he trying to do, can he get his money back?"

"I don't know if he will come back or not. Anyway, he is platinum now, and he is also a flirtatious man who likes to recite poems. Chuci and the others look down on him, and they don't want to talk to him. You don't talk to him, he just Just like the English abbreviation of his name..."

After replying to the message, Yang Liu made another grimace at Bai Feng, then put down the phone and went to hook up with the editor-in-chief again.

Liang Chen on Baifeng's side probably saw that the atmosphere was a bit cold, so he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Hehe, let's all be more energetic, today is a cultural collision and exchange, let's talk freely..."

It's a pity that his words didn't work at all, but Shaobing, who would come to trouble, nodded with a smile.

"Hehe, Mr. Liang, why don't you all come and play games, firstly, you can get to know each other and increase your relationship, and secondly, you can exchange cultural literacy..."

"That's a good suggestion, Shaobing, just tell me, how to play!"

Liang Chen laughed and asked Shaobing to announce the rules, Shaobing got up and said with a smile.

"Well, we are all writers for the Internet, and we can be regarded as cultural people with some ink. Let's play Poetry Solitaire first. The first person chooses a word as a character. You can make your own poems or recite ancient poems. But the first word at the beginning of the poem must be the word you choose, and the second person will use the last word of the first person’s poem as the first word at the beginning of the poem, and so on! It’s actually a poem solitaire, can everyone do it? "

"Okay! But to play games, you have to win some prizes. I think it's like this. If anyone can't answer, they can seal the other party's work. How about a poem and a leader?"

"I'm OK!"

Shaobing was full of confidence, and even cleared his throat specifically, as if he was about to start flirting.

Liang Chen almost blurted out his agreement, looked at the others with a smile, and sipped tea leisurely on the grass. The leader of the beggar gang was really like a beggar, eating the cakes on the table non-stop, just like starving to death Like a ghost reincarnated, Chu Ci was playing mobile games on his own. Judging by the frequency of his wrist shaking, it seemed that he was at the most critical moment.

Bai Feng looked at his nose, his nose at his mouth, and his mouth at his heart, pretending to be thinking about something, but Liang Chen couldn't bear it. After looking around, he couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only pick the softest persimmon.

"Chu Ci, don't play, everyone finally got together, it's all lively!"

Chu Ci is written about spirituality, although they are all platinum, but compared to the gold content, they are only a little better than the platinum biscuits I bought myself.

Immediately he let out a helpless oh, and assumed a serious attitude.

"Da Fei, boss, cheer up!"

Liang Chen shouted again, and the others finally hummed and sat up straight.

"Then shall we start with Shaobing? Let me start with a character, um... we are called Wen Yue Novels, and we start with the word 'Wen'! Everyone has 3 minutes to think about it, and doggerel is also fine, but it must be able to rhyme smoothly! "

Shaobing smiled and nodded, stood up and shook his head regularly, within a minute, he pursed his lips and smiled.

"Hehe, yes, everyone is very good, Wenyue novels are the best in the world, and the five platinums are top-notch! I think of the yellow beam dream back then, and now I wake up and laugh haha!"

Bai Feng almost staggered, she was completely overwhelmed by this poem, she thought MD, said doggerel is really doggerel, laughing haha ​​and top-notch, and five platinum, flattering on the Wenyue website, so easy He also praised his stinky feet to Lao Gao, this face is really nothing wrong with the old iron, double-clicked 666.

Next, it was time for the leader of the beggar gang. He stood up and coughed, scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and suddenly his face became gloomy, and he said in a low voice.

"I used to be a thief. One day I went to rob a bank. When I was about to succeed, I was discovered by the police. After three hours of struggling to escape, I was shot in the left calf and escaped for more than 100 kilometers. If you don't accept it, I will obey you... Well, I can't come, I will seal you an alliance immediately..."

puff!
Everyone laughed. The words of the leader of the beggar gang seemed to be a joke, but they were more or less full of ridicule towards sesame seed cakes, but the other party didn't seem to hear it, and laughed happily.

Liang Chen laughed even more in his heart, and said in his heart that it's time to play like this, you fight poems, one poem and one alliance, I can share 500 yuan, fight quickly, fight for ten days and a half months before it will be enjoyable.

But if the fight turns out to be a real fire, that's not what he wants to see, so at this moment, he tenses up and carefully observes everyone's expressions, fearing that someone will suddenly overturn the table and turn his face.

The leader of the beggar gang sat down helplessly, and it was his turn to fly on the grass. He was more domineering than the leader of the beggar gang. He was the one who had fought against Baifeng at the beginning. In terms of strength, besides Baifeng, he was the No. 1 in Wenyue. How could he be so stupid? Poetry with this kind of thing?
Immediately without saying a word, he took out his mobile phone and sealed an alliance with the other party.

Chu Ci was the one with the least temper and lack of strength. He stood up with a smile and called the other party 'recognition fee', and it was Bai Feng's turn.

How could Bai Feng give up the opportunity of face-slapping that came so soon, and smiled immediately.

"Your last word is Ha..."

It is not easy to compose a poem at the beginning of this word, Bai Feng thought for a while, and began to recite.

"Yawns so high that you look sad in the middle of the night. For the Platinum Dream, you pluck the wool every day!"

As soon as Baifeng's doggerel came out, the table was full of applause. If the leader of the beggar gang scolded the sesame seed cakes just now, it was more reserved, but Baifeng's scolding was straightforward.

Yawning sky high, with a sad face in the middle of the night, talking about the scene where the other party stayed up late to write, the last two sentences are not good, and talking about the other party doing nothing at home every day in order to be called platinum, so whose wool is it? ?you still need to ask?It must be pulling your own wool.

Just satirize the other party for spending money to comfort himself in order to become platinum.

(End of this chapter)