Kong Ruyan's words, just finish saying then regret, cloud always what character? How could he make an unfair judgment.

She was really in a hurry to say such a thing.

"Like smoke..." Lu Ping didn't expect that she would say such a thing. In this Dongchen country, who would question it? He has always been the most impartial. How can he be unfair?

Yun Yi looks at Kong Ruyan without expression. He hasn't finished speaking! What's the urgency of the girl surnamed Kong?

He not only interrupted him, but also questioned his injustice. Being questioned, he is still a big girl on the sedan chair, the first time!

Lin Chu said with a black face: "what are you talking about? Our president has always been fair. How can we make an unfair judgment? "

Wang Changqing also said: "that is, you this poem, even if you don't need to judge the president, others can tell which one is better."

"You are rude to women." Dong Ming said: "the president has not finished speaking yet! You interrupt him. You don't respect people at all. You deserve to be a talented woman? "

I have no respect or courtesy for my elders. The so-called talented women should not only have outstanding talent and learning, but also respect their teachers, have noble moral character, be educated and polite.

Kong Ruyan was enraged and blushed. She bowed her head, Chaoyun Yifu, and apologized: "I'm in a hurry for a moment. I don't know what to say. Please forgive me once."

Cloud Yi ha ha ha smile, punch hole like smoke, shake head way: "no harm. However, in order not to be unfair, this poem can not be judged by me, let us judge it! "

Kong Ruyan's whole body is cold. It's over! Cloud is always angry.

She even said, "no, no, no, you'd better judge! I believe you are the most just person. "

Cloud Yi collected the smile on his face, picked up the cup and drank tea slowly.

"You don't have to think about it. It's definitely the best poem of Madame song."

"If, think this bureau song Madame wins, clap hands." Someone stood up and yelled.

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

In the tower, thunderous applause broke out, which lasted for a long time.

These applause, like one slap after another, hit the face of Kong Ruyan invisibly.

"Any more?" Shen Wan looks at Kong Ruyan and asks.

She has won both the pair and the poetry. If they go on, they will have to compete with each other.

Tang and Song poetry, the most classic, the best poetry, but she has learned, if you want to continue to compare, she also has no pressure.

"Smoke, or forget it!" Lu Ping said in a voice.

He can see that Mrs. song's talent and learning are not at the same level as Ruyan. Ruyan can't compare with her in any case. What's more, she has offended yunyuanyuan now. It's meaningless to compare it any more.

Hole such as smoke bite the lower lip, straight bite the lower lip are white.

"No, I haven't lost yet."

There are five games in total. Although she lost two games, if she wins the last three games, she will win. She can't give up now. Moreover, if she really loses to Shen Wan and shouts "I'm a talented woman" in the street, she won't be able to see people any more, let alone go to Siyue academy to be a teacher.

"Than!" She clenched her teeth and said a word. She would win the game anyway.

Shen Wan nodded her head and said, "OK, go ahead."

"I'm not going to make a question in this game, so as not to be unfair." Yun Yi looked at Lu Ping and said, "it's not fair! It's up to you to set the question for this game. "

"This..." Lu Ping took a look at Kong Ruyan and said to Yun Yi with some trepidation: "how can I do this? It's better for you to come."

This is like smoke, but it really offends the president.

Yun Yi said: "don't say more, just you come to work out the topic!"

Yun Yi's words, has not allowed Lu Ping to refuse again, so Lu Ping, wrung his eyebrows to think of the topic.

What's a good question? Yes! Not long after that, it will be the mid Yuan Festival. It is better to have a nostalgia for the old.

"Well, let's write a poem on the topic of nostalgia for my old friend! Time is also a stick of incense. "

On hearing this, Shen Wan picks her eyebrows. The man surnamed Lu is quite capable of making a topic. She is having a poem about the memory of the dead! And, very good, very classic, very tearful. At that time, when learning this poem, she was quite touched and became red eyed.

Miss the dead? Kong Ru Yan Teng's face turned white, and the dead person she knew was her father. When her father was in danger, she broke off relations with him and wrote articles criticizing him, which killed him. When he was angry to death, it was close to Zhongyuan Festival. Every year, when the mid Yuan Festival is approaching, she will have nightmares. In the dream, her father is covered with blood, pinching her neck and calling her unfilial daughter. Now, how dare she write words to miss her?

Those nightmares in the picture, constantly flashed in front of Kong Ruyan, she was completely unable to calm down to write words.The waiter lit the incense, and Shen Wan looked at the rising smoke, pretending to be thinking about words.

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