Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

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These words they said can be too nauseating!

Even if Ye Qingli wrote another good poem, it is not worthy of being praised for such a point!

Moreover, he is very confident in himself.

That poem, but he prepared a long time of triumph!

Originally prepared to show off at today's poetry meeting.

He is confident that even the entire Dalu can write more than this poem, and there are not many.

Even if there is, it is impossible to be the little girl in front of me!

This is simply not possible!

impossible!

He stepped up and took the paper from Mr. Duan’s hand!

"Let me see, what a perfect poem!"

"Hey!"

Chu Tiange took a table and stood up.

"The surname Guo, do you want to lie!"

Guo Bin was awkward and fell directly to the front of Chu Tiange.

Chu Tiange’s eyes were fast, and he grabbed the paper in his hand.

She handed it to the old school.

"Read!"

The old scholar took the paper in his hand and looked at it. His eyes suddenly lit up and he read it loudly.

"The wind is rushing and screaming, and the white birds fly back. The infinitely falling trees are under the rust, and the Yangtze River is not rolling. Wanli is often a guest, and he has been on the stage for more than a hundred years. Hard to hate the frost, smash the new stop Turbid wine 8."

After he finished reading, his hand holding the paper kept screaming and shouting loudly: "Good poetry, it is a good poem! It is worthwhile to read such a good poem, even if it is dead!"

Everyone present is silent!

Although Guo Bin’s poems were not read out.

But they all know that Guo Bin’s poems are no longer beyond this one!

If the two previous poems are not a grade, they can at least be compared.

Then, when this poem is out, no one can give birth to a resistance mind!

Spike!

It’s just a spike!

Ye Qingli's face is very light, a faceless expression.

In fact, in her heart, she has already laughed.

This guy who doesn't have long eyes is simply looking for death!

What is worse than her, like a poem?

This is simply hanging on the old birthday star - too long!

Although she has no literary cells, she also read three hundred Tang poems when she was a child!

That is the wisdom of the ancients for thousands of years!

Just take a few out of it, enough to make this Guo Dagong's **** not even left!

This Du Fu's seven laws, but the so-called "singular articles on the whole Tang" is a peerless famous sentence.

Known as the "first of the seven laws" from ancient times to the present.

Just rely on Guo Bin’s ink, I want to beat myself?

Don't think about it for ten more years!

Everyone can't speak at this time.

Even if they don't have long eyes, they can't be shameless, and it's impossible to say that Guo Bin's poems are even worse than this poem.

What's more, there are two just old gentlemen to judge?

Obviously, this comparison, Guo Bin lost!

Lost very thoroughly!

Guo Bin sat down on the ground with his ass, and his face was as dead.

He couldn't believe it, he actually lost to a yellow-haired girl in the most proud poetry!

This is the biggest shame of his life!

A shameful shame!

"How can I lose to you? Impossible, impossible..."

Suddenly he suddenly squatted up, his face smashed out of his face, and his fingers glared at the leaves, shouting: "You must be cheating! Yes, you cheated!"

Like the discovery of the New World, he screamed wildly: "These two poems are not made by you at all! You are copying, you copying!"