80s: Little Sweet Wife

Chapter 1205: your own writing

Meimei turned a blind eye to Huang Yulian's indignation, this was just the beginning!

She turned the book to the paragraph she had just read, and said aloud, "The first paragraph I read is from the fourth paragraph of "Life is Like a Play" in this book. Many people must have found it, right?"

Many people in the audience nodded. They did find this passage, but they couldn't find the other passage. ? www.suimeng.lā

Meimei glanced at Huang Yulian's mother and daughter, and smiled slightly, like magic, she actually pulled out another book from the book in her hand, Huang Yulian's eyebrows jumped, and her sense of unease became stronger and stronger.

"A lot of people may be wondering, why can't I find the second paragraph I read?" Meimei said with a smile, and many people in the audience nodded again.

But can't find it!

Meimei raised another book, "Because the paragraph I read is not in this book, it's in another book, the one in my hand, it's the latest essay published by Mr. Nalan, maybe Someone who has read his book should have an impression of that passage."

"I've seen it, Mr. Nalan is one of my favorite writers, no wonder I hear that passage so familiar!"

"I also feel familiar, but I'm not sure."

Wu Chao has been writing books for three years, and has published three or four books successively, and his readers are all over the country.

So when Meimei said it was the book of Mr. Nalan, many people in the audience responded, all of them were loyal fans of Wu Chao, and it was they who had doubts just now.

Huang Yulian screamed that it was not good, Zhao Mei actually used someone else's article to deceive Shanshan, what can I do now?

Huang Yulian, who has always been confident in her chest, panicked for the first time.

She didn't know how to deal with the difficulties in front of her. She looked towards the backstage, only to find that Ouyang Bin and Mr. Ouyang were gone, and it was like falling into an ice cellar.

She and her daughter were once again abandoned by the Ouyang family!

All her efforts were in vain and in vain!

Xiong Mumu in the audience was unwilling to be lonely, and said loudly, "It can be said that a writer can't remember his own articles because he has poor memory, but he doesn't even know if he wrote it himself. This is a bit unreasonable!"

Xiao Se then echoed: "You're stupid, it means she didn't write these articles by herself. With this Ouyang Shanshan's pig brain, the articles she wrote are also nonsense. How could they be so good in books!"

Xiong Mumu patted her forehead, as if she had just woken up from a dream, "Yes, how could I forget Ouyang Shanshan's glorious past, isn't she just a person who likes to deceive, UU reading www.uukanshu.com five years ago He even went through the back door and wanted to win the national painting competition!" ..

"As far as her kindergarten level is concerned, do you still want to win the championship with this girl?"

Xiao Se hugged her chest with her arms, her cool expression made her indistinguishable, and attracted the eyes of many little girls, but after listening to her words, they were all saddened.

How can it be mother?

Obviously the one next to her is the mother's!

Xiong Mumu flattered flatteringly: "It's not that, with you and Meimei, there is no one else's share of the championship and runner-up, not to mention those who cheat!"

The two only sang and harmonized, and they cooperated extremely tacitly, telling everything about Ouyang Shanshan's walk through the back door five years ago.

Although Ouyang Xiangming suppressed that incident, there are always walls that are impermeable to the wind, and there are always some people who know about it, but no one mentions it.

But now that Xiao Se and Xiong Mumu's old affairs are brought up again, coupled with Ouyang Shanshan's unclear attitude, many people's eyes have changed, and they look suspiciously at Ouyang Shanshan on the stage.

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