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Vol 3 Chapter 283: Generous Shen Jing

　　 Shen Jing shot out angry flames in his eyes and looked up.

　　 Yunman embraced the man and walked slowly from a distance.

　　 While twisting his waist, he patted the male's **** with his right hand intimately.

　　 The man was a little embarrassed, but Yun Man was extremely excited.

　　 "Yunxiao?"

The arrival of 　　 Yunman immediately aroused heated discussion among everyone.

　　 Shen Jing had already stood up at this time, standing among the people especially conspicuous.

　　 "This is Yun Xiao? That Yun Xiao lying on the hospital bed? Why did he stand up?" Someone said in surprise.

　　 Although Yun Xiao's recovery has spread throughout the family a long time ago, it is not known to everyone. There are always some people who ignore it or don't care at all.

There are many people in the crowd who know the truth, and quickly explain to them: "You don't know this, this Yunxiao doesn't know where to find a remedy. Tell me, this disease is really cured by him. !"

　　 "Oh? Really have such a magical effect?"

　　 "Where, I heard that it was Yun Man. The poison that Yun Xiao was given to Yun Xiao for his family business is probably Yun Xiao stole the medicine."

　　 "You are even less reliable."

　　 Everyone talked about it.

　　 "Hmm." After the initial anger, Shen Jing suddenly became less angry.

　　 I am not Yun Xiao anyway.

　　 Shen Jing smiled coldly at Yun Man, flicked his robe, and recited to the host on stage.

　　 "There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

　　 Take a look at Qingrencheng, and then look at Qingren. "

　　 Shen Jing slowly chanted, and the dusty temperament made everyone couldn't help but stay.

　　 "Is this a poem he wrote?" The person next to Shen Jing looked at the confident Shen Jing a little suspicious.

　　 He wanted to help me just now, but was rejected by me?

　　 This person was immediately pounded with anger. Such a great opportunity was missed by himself?

　　 "No!" The man changed his mind again, "This is a great opportunity for me to survive!"

　　 There was a trace of firmness in this man's eyes.

　　 "I must get it."

　　 Supported by this firm belief, this person turned his head and wanted to ask Yun Xiao to make another song for himself.

　　 just about to reach out.

　　 After finishing chanting, he glanced at Yun Man and muttered in a low voice.

　　 "His revenge, let me avenge him!"

　　 The voice is cold, like a cold wind.

　　 The man shivered in fright, and quickly stretched his hand back.

　　 After the chanting, the referee on the stage was also a little surprised.

　　 "Take a look at Qingrencheng, and then look for Qingren country? Good poem! Good poem!"

　　 The judges savored it for a moment, and then began to write on the paper.

　　 The host poked his head and yelled loudly after the referees stopped writing.

　　 "Judge's Comment"

　　 This is a crucial scene, and many people also want to know.

　　 For such a poem, what kind of judgment will the referee give?

　　 "唰唰唰"

　　 The referees raised the wooden signs in their hands.

　　 "Excellent work!"

　　 A row of words are all masterpieces.

　　 The crowd was in an uproar.

　　 There really is a masterpiece at this banquet?

　　 Everyone turned their heads to look at Yun Xiao.

　　 and it was made by this sick Yun Xiao?

　　How come I don’t know that this person is so versatile.

Gradually.

　　 A thought gradually emerged in the hearts of everyone.

　　 "Plagiarism! It must be plagiarism!"

　　 Someone yelled from below, under the catalysis.

　　 This thought intensified in the hearts of everyone.

　　 There was a strange color in the eyes of the person next to Shen Jing.

　　 looked at Shen Jing.

　　 Indeed.

　　 Yunxiao doesn't seem to be versatile like this.

　　 This person suddenly remembered what Shen Jing had said before.

　　 "He said he wanted to help me? Could it be that he wanted to let me try this plagiarized verse, and see if anyone can recognize it!"

　　 This person instantly felt that he had opened a new world.

　　 look again.

　　 I saw the smile at the corner of Shen Jing's mouth, it looked like a mockery.

　　 laughed at everyone's IQ.

　　 "Plaagiarism?"

　　 Shen Jing suddenly became happy.

　　 This is really plagiarism myself.

　　 Put others' intellectual property on one's own name, but this kind of plagiarism is not investigated at all.

　　 So Shen Jing at this time would naturally not admit it.

　　 Shen Jing pointed at the people around him.

　　 "Plaagiarism? What evidence do you have? I tell you, this is my original."

　　 "His intention, his content and requirements."

　　 "I can explain them all."

　　 Everyone originally mentioned it smoothly, and it was a vent. They didn't expect Shen Jing's tough attitude, and his tone instantly softened a lot.

　　 "Then you explain it?"

　　 People lower their heads, I don't know who it is in whispering.

　　 "Good!" Shen Jing glanced at the referee.

"May I?"

　　 The referee nodded.

　　 For such a masterpiece, they also like to hear the ideas and explanations in it.

　　 "Although this poem does not have a good start, it has far-reaching ideas."

　　 "The northern country is reckless, and its ladies are snow-skinned and icy, with light makeup. They bring a crystal clear and clean wind **** that is very different from the south."

　　 "But in order to express this refined and lovely, beautiful demeanor between Gu and Pan, I took a look at Qingrencheng and then Qingrenguo. It perfectly expressed this mood."

　　 After the explanation, everyone was silent.

　　 There is no loophole.

　　 "Hahaha, good! Good! Good!"

　　 The referee on the stage said three good words in a row.

　　 "The interpretation of this poem is perfect, and it is truly a strange poem!"

　　 The referee said, and the person next to Shen Jing suddenly became ashes.

　　 He really is so good.

　　 I really don't know anyone.

　　 This is not just a simple rebuttal, but also a controversy between acquaintance and acquaintance.

　　 "This poem! It is the best!"

　　 Shen Jing sat down, and the referee on the stage waited for a while. Seeing that no one dared to get up again, he directly gave Shen Jing the best name.

　　 Soon, two young men walked up on the stage and brought this century-old herbal medicine.

　　 "Hello, this is your herbal medicine, please keep it away."

　　 compose poems on the spot and end on the spot, this is the rule here.

Around 　　 Shenjing, a few fiery eyes were shot, and there are many people who wash the marrow realm.

　　 Shen Jing put his hand on the herbal medicine, feeling the temperature of the herbal medicine touching the bone.

　　 "This herb is useless if I hold it."

　　 Shen Jing thought in his heart.

　　 "And if you hold it by yourself, you will run the risk of being hunted down. Although there are certain safeguards here, I think that for this simple herb, the family will not spend too much time."

Beside 　　, the man looked at Shen Jing with guilt.

　　 Although Shen Jing is not sure why he feels guilty.

　　 Open the panel.

　　 The strength of this person appeared in front of Shen Jing.

　　 Wash the marrow state.

　　 "Forget it." Shen Jing's heart loosened, "Don't pay attention to that much."

　　 Shen Jing picked up the jade bottle and threw the herbal medicine in the fiery eyes of everyone.

　　 "No, I'm here for you, don't you need it?" Shen Jing threw the herbal medicine into the arms of the person next to him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The person next to him was stunned.

　　 "You... would you like to give it to me?"

　　 This is what he worked so hard to get.

　　 This person did not expect things to develop like this.

　　I didn't trust him so much before, how could he ignore the predecessors?

　　 Shen Jing waved his hand generously.

　　 "Hey, I don't need it. If you can use it, then use it."

　　 The person next to him was grateful, and he knelt down to thank Shen Jing.

　　 "Hey hey"

　　 Shen Jing swiftly lifted everyone up.

　　 "No need, no need. If you feel uncomfortable, then give this little boy some silver rewards."

　　 Shen Jing blinked his eyes, saw the little boy with a plate, and said directly to this person.

　　 "Good, good!" The man agreed happily, smiling, still with tears on his face.