Horror Resurgence: Ma’am, Please Respect My Profession

Song San Gongzi's gaze was more on Su Bai.

He couldn't believe it, what good poetry could Su Bai come up with!

Finally, the zombie boys finished their poems, and then the zombie girls wrote poems separately.

This time.

Without waiting for Song San Gongzi to speak, after the other zombie girls finished writing the poem, Nangong Wan'er spoke up:

"After all the redness is gone, the fragrance begins to spit, and the good name is called the King of Hundred Flowers. Complimenting the world's unparalleled beauty, the first fragrance in the independent world!"

"it is good!"

As soon as Nangong Wan'er's voice fell, a large number of zombie sons shouted.

These guys, in the past poetry conferences, were suppressed by the third son of Song very badly, and now someone can finally suppress the third son of the song, and they all followed suit.

Of course, Nangong Wan'er's poems are also really good.

Otherwise, no matter how much they hold it, it's useless.

The other zombie ladies also cheered.

Song San Gongzi's expression began to look bad again.

This poem by Nangong Wan'er is actually so good!

Some zombies have subconsciously looked at Su Bai.

"This is also the poem Mr. Su gave me."

Nangong Wan'er said.

The other zombies are already taking it easy.

"Mr. Su is really talented!"

Miss Zombie who was the first to fight for Su Bai couldn't help but praise her.

The other Zombie Miss, you also say a word, I say a word.

Even Song San Gongzi's poem has not been written yet, and no one remembers it.

"This time Shi Kui is undoubtedly Mr. Su's poem, so I will vote for Mr. Su."

Miss Zombie is ready to vote.

Song San Gongzi looked at Su Bai who was surrounded by him, and his heart was so depressed that he was about to explode!

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. The current Young Master Song only thinks that they are a little too noisy~

"Young Master Song hasn't written a poem yet~"

Finally someone remembered Song San Gongzi.

"Song San Gongzi, write a poem quickly, we can vote~"

A zombie lady said.

Song San Gongzi sternly read out his own poem.

He was still looking forward to the reaction after his poem was read out.

"Okay, now you can vote for Mr. Su."

After he finished reading, this zombie lady said quickly.

The third son of Song was in a hurry!

Almost vomited blood!

Not surprisingly, the Shi Kui on this floor became Su Bai again.

The other players looked a little dumbfounded, and didn't know where Su Bai got so many beautiful poems.

There is none in the main world.

In the same way, these players don't know what Su Bai wants to do. This is a rhythm that will make the third son of Song mad!

The fourth floor has arrived.

Once at this level, Song San Gongzi decided to strike first.

"This kind of beans, that is, red beans, I liked to eat them when I was young. Unfortunately, 417 can't eat them now, but it doesn't hinder my nostalgia for them."

Song San Gongzi touched the red beans in a dustpan and said.

"Some human beings like to express lovesickness with red beans, and the same is true in my poems today."

After speaking, he groaned.

"Linglong Red Beans are unsightly, and I don't know if I miss the bones."

While reciting the poem, he also looked at Situ Mingyue with affectionate eyes.

It seems that this poem was written for Situ Mingyue and expressed his intentions to Situ Mingyue.

"What an apprentice!"

Nangong Wan'er had thoroughly seen Song San Gongzi's true colors.

"Nice poem!"

As soon as the third son of Song finished chanting, several zombie sons raised their hands.

Some zombie girls were disdainful there, and they could see that Song San Gongzi was trying to tease Situ Mingyue again this time.

"Song Gongzi's poem is really good, it gives life to the mere red beans"

A zombie boy commented there.

Song San Gongzi's face brightened.

Finally got a game back.

"Since Song Gongzi was the first to write a poem, the little girl should also present the poem first."

At this time, Nangong Wan'er spoke up.

In Song San Gongzi's heart, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"Red beans are born in the southern country, and spring will send a few branches. I hope you can pick more, this thing is the most Acacia."

Nangong Wan'er recited her own poem lightly.

"it is good!"

Not long after her voice fell, many zombie sons and young ladies shouted at the same time!

This poem is indeed better.

"Compared to Song Gongzi's poems, Miss Nangong's poems are more subtle, not a single word is redundant, and they are easy to read. They seem concise, but they are actually more superior."

A zombie lady commented.

"After listening to Miss Nangong's poems, I can't come up with my poems anymore. I suggest that the poets on this level should choose Miss Nangong's poems directly."

"Such a beautiful poem is probably written by Mr. Su~"

"That's for sure, Mr. Su is really brilliant~"

""

The other Zombies also spoke up one after another.

Although the face of the third young master of the Song family was extremely stiff, at this time, he seemed to be able to see the expression on his face.

His face became extremely ugly.

His heart was even more uncomfortable, and he was going to be blown up by anger!

What a day, his limelight was completely robbed by Su Bai!

Among the zombie ladies present, no one paid attention to him at all.

His poems, in front of Su Bai's poems, are completely the same as in pediatrics, even Situ Mingyue didn't even look at him again!

How did this make him angry!

"Damn it!"

However, there are so many people here, no matter how angry he is, he can't openly do anything to Su Bai, he can only be incompetent and furious there, and he is about to hold back his internal injuries!

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"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's only near dusk~"

Upstairs in Yunxi, Nangong Wan'er's voice sounded.

"Okay~"

"This poem is so close to the situation, the description of the sunset makes our eyes shine~"

"Yeah, after becoming zombies, we rarely can enjoy the sunset like we do now. Although we have an endless life now, I still miss the time when I was basking in the sun with my mother~"

""

Immediately, an applause sounded.

Many zombie boys and girls are applauding this poem.

At this time, on the west side of Yunxi Tower, you can see the sunset.

As a zombie, when the sun shines, it becomes very little.

The zombie world, where the zombies live, is a gloomy place.

Generally, only when the sun rises in the east, or when the sun sets in the west, the zombies can enjoy the beauty of the sunrise or sunset.

Amid the applause, there was no doubt that Song San Gongzi almost suffered an internal injury once again.

It is now the fifth floor.

From morning to afternoon, we have only climbed five floors today.

After all, there are so many people, each of them composes and recites poems, and then comment on a few lines.

In the end, we have to vote for Shi Kui, which basically takes an hour or two on the first floor.

After the fifth floor, Nangong Wan'er came up with a total of five poems, and all five poems were chosen as the poetry leader by many zombie young ladies.

Song San Gongzi did not have a single poem!

This is something that has never happened since the Yunxi Poetry Society was held.

This guy is like a powder keg now, it explodes at a touch.

But here, he really didn't dare to explode.

Otherwise, his reputation as the third son of Song will be ruined!

This guy still pays more attention to his superficial reputation.

After all, the status of the zombies present is not low.

"Let's stop here for today's poetry party. The Yunxi Lantern Festival will be held soon. How about we go to Yunxi to enjoy the moon and lanterns by boat in the evening?"

Song San Gongzi said.

"Okay~ This year's Yunxi Lantern Festival will definitely be interesting~"

The other zombies nodded.

The third son of Song glanced at Su Bai with a gloomy look in his eyes.

In his heart, he was already planning to kill Su Bai!

Night is coming soon.

Many zombie sons and young ladies went to Yunxi.

Yunxi is a very beautiful river. The Yunxi Lantern Festival is about to start. There are a lot of brightly lit cruise ships in the river.

"Master, it's arranged. Once he leaves Nangong Wan'er, our people will kill him."