In the first two sentences, the two still take care of each other.

But as soon as she was very happy, she echoed Wang Dongsheng's rhythm.

It's just that I have some hatred in my heart: Are you breaking the east wind?

After all, she is still thin-faced, if she changes Liu Moya, she has to seize this opportunity and scare Wang Dongsheng hard.

Speaking of this, it is natural that Wang Dongsheng is shallow. The so-called traverser is not omnipotent. It's okay to use it as you go, but if you want to play with some tricks, you have to be careful about playing with it.

Wang Dongsheng was like this this time, but he was remedied by other people's master-level technology.

Of course, his original intention was not to be in the limelight or to do something. Instead, seeing that a good party was provoked by Liu Moya into a competition, the atmosphere will inevitably become more and more tense. Then I thought, why not adopt the form of cooperation, everyone does not distinguish between victory and defeat, and the end is peaceful, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Of course, he would never admit that he was worried that Shen Yan would not be able to end the game later.

The sound of the pipa was originally a bit tear-jerking, and the song sang a bit of the artistic conception of "ancient road, west wind, and thin horse". On the surface, Wang Dongsheng's singing voice is more active, but in fact, the cooperation between the two sides depends on the silent harmony of Su Wan'er, who barely created the illusion of tacit understanding.

finally waited until the song was completed, and Su Wan'er was already sweating on her forehead.

It's not tiring to play, and I usually practice for three or four hours at a time, but it's just ordinary. But to keep up with Wang Dongsheng's rhythm and cooperate with his singing, this mental consumption is terrible.

Su Wan'er is convinced that she can cooperate with a strange song for the first time to reach the level of talent, and few people in the country can match it. Even if you do it again, you may not be so perfect.

The song is really good, though. This little brother is not only handsome, but also very talented.

She raised her head again and looked at Wang Dongsheng curiously.

But when he saw the other party, he suddenly bent down towards him, and he was bowing and saluting. She was startled and quickly stood up, but Ai Ai was speechless.

Wang Dongsheng felt that his idea was very good at first, and he found the problem after singing a few words, but he had no way to solve it. Subsequently, I suddenly found that the sound of the pipa and the singing voice gradually merged, which naturally had nothing to do with me, it could only be the contribution of other girls.

I can't do it myself, but I want to know how skillful it takes and superhuman talent.

Wang Dongsheng lost this time, and he admired the five-body test.

Of course, he would not erase the achievements of the killer Su Wan'er, and while giving a salute, he directly admitted defeat.

Liu Moya secretly breathed a sigh of relief: I finally got the upper hand, this kid is really a demon.

Even she has to admit that Wang Dongsheng's talent. Even if you lose, the song just now is very good, and it can even be said to be a classic. It's just that Su Wan'er is stronger.

When Wang Dongsheng saw Liu Moya's unrelenting appearance, he not only thought about it, but also wanted to tease her. So he opened his mouth and said: "Senior Sister Liu, just now you said that you want to go out in person this time, but you have to show mercy to your subordinates, let me do it!".

Liu Moya was proud, and suddenly received this blow, hitting the vital point, and was suddenly speechless. If essays, poetry, and debate, I don't want to let Liu Zi, but this talent, what is it?

Everyone around them burst into laughter.

Zhang Lijing watched Liu Moya engage in three and four things with cold eyes, and Wang Dongsheng was embarrassed everywhere, and she was already angry. knew that she was not malicious, but because of this, she was even more angry.

Seeing Wang Dongsheng's counterattack, she grabbed Liu Moya at once, and she immediately came to the spirit and took the lead in shouting: "Liu Moya, come one." "

Everyone followed suit, and seeing that Liu Moya seemed to want to run, they blocked the way one after another, so they had to let her show her face, whether it was brilliant or ugly.

Seeing this, Wang Dongsheng couldn't help but regret it. This is a bit too much, and I am self-defeating. He hurriedly pondered how to help the other party out of the siege.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Liu Moya gritted her teeth, glanced at Wang Dongsheng hatefully, and thought: Anyway, if you want to lose face, you should simply be cheeky for a while.

She exclaimed, "Well, since you have to let me go." First of all, I can't sing, dance, or play musical instruments. To compare, it is better than poetry creation. "

Everyone was in an uproar, some people cheered, and some accused Liu Moya of being excessive.

You're a professional player, and you're too thick-skinned compared to other middle school students, right?

Zhang Lijing was right in the middle of the game and laughed: "Liu Moya, you think you have a high level." Let me tell you, the poems made by Dongsheng's little brother are by no means worse than yours. "

As he spoke, he proudly recited the Taishan poem.

Liu Moya's eyes lit up, this time it is more interesting, it is difficult to sing alone, and it is interesting to have an opponent.

She smiled proudly at Wang Dongsheng: "How about it, Dongsheng, no matter the subject matter, no restriction on genres, let's compare once." Even if it's a draw, I'm lost. "

Wang Dongsheng thought to himself: What kind of poems will I make, it is almost the same as playing soy sauce, and then I will admit defeat. There's no shame in it anyway.

He stretched out his hand and gestured, "Senior sister, please." "

Liu Moya paced in the middle of the field while bowing her head and pondering. The arrogance in her heart made her unwilling to deal with it with old poems, so how could she show my Liu Moya's ability.

You have to give birth to a wonderful pen on the spot, write amazing sentences, and the kid who presses it is obedient, so that you can be smooth.

Liu Moya likes Dream of Red Mansions the most, and the characters in it admire Lin and Xue. Just when I was thinking about it, I suddenly remembered Xue Baochai's self-described sentence "cherish the beauty of the door during the day", and I suddenly had inspiration in my heart.

She happened to walk opposite Wang Dongsheng, facing the young man sideways, and did not turn around, but leaned slightly, and said in a mansheng voice: "Yes, I imitate Xue Baochai's poems and make a song about Xue Baochai, you can listen to it." "

The face is beautiful and the door is closed

Begonia swaying flowers whispering

A light morning dew adds less makeup

Infinite melancholy is madness

Everyone suddenly quieted down and made a fuss, in fact, everyone was not malicious towards Liu Moya, but loved it very much. If it weren't for this, with her "doing", she would have been fighting with others a long time ago.

It was nearly noon, and the daylight was not warm, but it was bright.

It shot in through the window, onto one side of the wall, and spread throughout the room. It just so happened that a beam of light was reflected on Liu Moya's face, which set off his peerless demeanor.

Wang Dongsheng and Lu Qi are out, to say that everyone is used to seeing them, but there is still a shocking charm that makes people convincing. This is a charm that kills both men and women, and if it is twenty years later, it is estimated that there will be an overwhelming barrage coming to you, all of them: My sister killed me.

Therefore, Liu Moya can run rampant in Building No. 9, relying on her mouth for one point, relying on talent for two points, and relying on this face for seven points. This is a peerless face that kills both men and women.

Wang Dongsheng originally made up his mind, but after Liu Moya finished speaking, he directly admitted defeat. Who knows, when I saw such a beautiful picture, I suddenly had a feeling of not vomiting and unhappy.

After Liu Moya finished reciting, she was quite complacent, and felt that this was the most enjoyable and dripping time she had written recently. She turned to the hateful boy, raised her head, and before she could speak, she heard that the other party had already spoken: "Senior sister, I also have one, please correct." Yong Jia gave Liu Moya".

Infinite Acacia is a red face

Dan Ling's evil guest Qin Fangrong

Lush Fenfen Fen Plum bone fragrance

Warm and greasy

I borrowed two taels of ink from the immortals

A little bit of elegance comes from the shock

Heaven and earth are a spiritual rhyme

Ruoxi Ruochen jade gives birth to a soul

Liu Moya looked at Wang Dongsheng in a daze, and suddenly a flush arose on her face, and without saying a word, she pushed everyone away and fled. Behind him, only strings of laughter remained.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like