"It's better to be able to reflect the aura of me, who is the only one in the sky and the earth, who is the only one who is the only one, who is the one who leaves me alone?"

???

"You can write novels?" Ye Shenkong was a little surprised.

Among all the subjects of Kenhao Yamamoto, the Chinese language is the worst, the kind that does not have three dots of ink in his stomach.

He said that he wrote novels, which surprised Ye Shenkong slightly.

"Kongjun, are you still my friend? You actually said that!" Yamamoto Jianhao immediately said angrily.

"No, goodbye!" Ye Shenkong waved his hand without a trace of nostalgia.

"Kongjun, you were not like this before, you were before," Yamamoto Jianhao wilted and cried very aggrieved.

"I" Ye Shenkong wanted to give this guy a kick.

"Shut up for me, do you still want to put on a golden sentence?"

He's really afraid of what this guy will say next, say, how much you used to love--

"If you want it, Kong-kun will come quickly!" Yamamoto Jianhao became serious and listened to the students in seconds.

Even took out the pen and paper that had already been prepared.

"Fuck, what this guy means is, I must have it? Do you usually pretend to be good at it?"

Seeing that he was so well prepared, Ye Shenkong had some self-doubt.

"Holding the sun and moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me in the world!"

When Ye Shenkong finished the first sentence, Yamamoto Jianhao directly exclaimed: "Fuck! Kongjun is amazing!"

"The top of the fairy, proud of the world, if there is my swordsman, there will be heaven!"

"The Chifeng Spear, the Immortal Shield, slay the Immortal King and destroy the Nine Heavens!"

Soon, the second sentence came out of Ye Shenkong's mouth, and the expression on Yamamoto Jianhao's face had become extremely excited, even a little fanatical.

He couldn't help but slapped the table and exclaimed: "Fuck! Kong Jun is flowing beer!"

"Those who praise my real name will see eternal life in reincarnation!"

"The sky does not give birth to me, Ye Shenkong, the swordsmanship is like a long night!"

"I've been working in Ye Shenkong all my life, why do I have to explain it to others!"

……

After the forced words, Yamamoto Jianhao was already a little stunned, his eyes were shining, and his eyes were full of worship for Ye Shenkong.

In the end, in his words, it was: "Fuck, f*ck, f*ck! Kong Jun [-]!"

This wave of appreciation made Ye Shenkong very speechless.

Looking at Jianhao Yamamoto, he said seriously: "Jianhaojun, I also have a poem, which was specially made for you!"

When Yamamoto Jianhao heard this, his heart was beating wildly, and he looked at Ye Shenkong earnestly.

I didn't expect him to think of a famous quote for himself.

Thinking of the wise words in front of him, the excitement in his heart was inexhaustible.

"Since ancient times, the Internet has produced talents, and the quatrains of the ages have come out casually.

PS: [Falling Street Diary]: A friend of mine once said - when you feel that the novel you wrote is watery and rotten, don't be sad, at least your judgment is correct!

Chapter [-] Hiratsuka Jing, who is so cute that she misses the sun (seeking flowers for evaluation)

Hearing this poem, Yamamoto Jianhao fell to the bottom of the valley with anticipation.

A pair of eyes stared at Ye Shenkong with an incomparable resentment.

"Kong Kong, originally I wanted to introduce you to a beautiful, literate senior sister, but now it seems that you have no fate!"

Yamamoto Jianhao said with a disappointed expression.

After speaking, he slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

However, his eyes drifted to Ye Shenkong from time to time, as if he was expecting his retention.

But until he turned around completely, Ye Shenkong showed no sign of stopping him.

This made Yamamoto Kenhao feel extremely frustrated again.

"Kong Kong, I will definitely write an excellent novel, which will be favored by Senior Sister, don't regret it then!"

Yamamoto Kenhao, who finished his declaration of failure, returned to his seat and stared at the notebook.

"Senpai? What kind of senior can be compared to my bunny girl? Could it be Shiyu of Kasumigaoka?"

"But Shiyu of the Hill of Xia, I'm like a fairy in a painting, isn't she fragrant?"

Of course, only children make choices, adults want them all!

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