King of Entertainment
Chapter 582 Freedom and Love
Xiao Chong looked at Mark, "I am just a person in the Huaxia Entertainment Circle, and I am not named in the Chinese cultural world."
Mark laughs, "In this case, you are still so embarrassed to ask your poet and writer's title?"
There are several flanges behind Lannu can't help but laugh, these Chinese people really like to wear a few high hats.
They give yourself so many titles, don't you be guilty?
Xiao Yang smiled and said, "But even so, my literary literacy should be better than you ... I don't remember what your name is."
Mark snort, "Mark!"
Xiao Lu shrugged, "I have a poet who knows a French, but he is my hand."
Sophie certainly knows who he is talking, but others can don't know.
Mark laughs, "You really thought that it would be a poet with a poet?"
Xiao Cang said, "his name seems to be called Rozil."
Marker, "Who are you talking?"
Lanno is also stunned.
Rozil?
We haven't heard it wrong?
Rozil is the future star of French, is also a literary consultant of their company literature, a lot of movies, and scripts from Rozil.
Mark returns to God, "Rozer? Are you funny? Is Rothe be your hand?"
Lanani and others couldn't help but laugh. A Chinese people actually say that the Star of Langxi's literary star is his hand, it is a bit ridiculous.
Sophie said that "Rozil did lose to Xiao, I saw it with my own eyes."
Mark's laugh, "Sophie, although you fell in love with this Chinese, but you can't humiliate the future of our French Western literary world."
Rozl is his idol, he is absolutely not allowed to humiliate Rhobs, even if this person is Sophie.
Sophie's face is red, and then it is cold and cold. "I am telling the truth."
Mark is cold: "Enough, Sophie."
Sophie also wants to talk, Xiao Cang said: "Sophie, there is nothing to explain with this idiot."
Mark, "Ruru, people, do you dare to compare with me?"
Xiao Chong shakes his head: "You have this unknown generation, not qualified to compare with me."
Mark is angry, "You dare to say that Mark is a unknown generation?"
Lankan said, "Mr. Xiao, Mark received the third place in our French Western Golden Palm Award last year, and his poetry is also widely circulated."
Xiao Yucheng asked, "He is amazed than Roman?"
Lanno, shaking his head: "Of course, no."
Xiao Cu said, "In this case, isn't that the unknown generation?"
Lankano: "..."
Other flanses: "..."
Mark is full of angry, "Do you dare not accept my challenge?"
Xiao Central said, "I said, I don't accept the challenge of the unknown generation."
Mark, laugh, "Are you afraid to lose it?"
Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Do you speak Huaxia?"
Marker, "Of course, it will not."
Xiao Cu said, "I will french, this will lose this."
Mark is urgently, "I just disdain."
Xiao Cong said, "So I don't want to accept your challenge."
Mark laughs, "" The weak Chinese people, no wonder the Yangman will give you an external number of East Asia. "
Xiao Chong shook his head, "I don't want to hit your face, why do you want to anger me?"
Marc is a brightened, "Can you play my face?"
Xiao Chong said, "You go to question, I am free."
Mark was angered by Xiao Chong's arrogance, cold and cold, "freedom and love, we will choose one, of course you can choose two options."
Xiao Yang smiled and said, "You come first, I am afraid that I said, you are embarrassed to write poetry."
Mark is pleasing, "You want to say, have you already come out?"
Lanno and others don't believe in Xiao Chong.
This is only a few seconds, and it is impossible to get a poem immediately.
Even if Rozir is not.
Sophie did not believe that Xiao Yu really came out, even though she saw Xiaoyang wrote poems.
Mark is laughing, "Since you are so powerful, let's come."
He will never believe that Xiao Cheng can think of a good poem.
Xiao Yang smiled and said: "You listen to it."
Everyone listened.
Xiao Chong uses French language: "Life is very expensive, love is higher, if it is free, both can throw!"
Dead!
The audience is dead!
Lanno and other flangers are completely shocked.
Mark is.
Sophie is smashed by Xiao Chong.
Xiao Jiang smiled, "This poem is called" freedom and love. "
He said that your level is too bad, and actually hits the muzzle.
Mark is incredible, "How? How can you write this poem?"
Xiao Yucai said, "Amount, I have this level, can only be a last flow in China. But dealing with your elite in the French, it should be more than enough."
Mark almost vomit blood.
Lanno is also angry.
However, they really have no way to counterattack, Xiao Zhi, "freedom and love" too classic, even Roce is estimated that it is impossible to write better poems.
Xiao Cong said, "If you don't care, you can come again."
Marc bites teeth, "we are more than prose."
Xiao Jiang smiled, "more than anything."
Mark said, "We each have an hour, what type of prose is row, the theme must be fighting with fate."
Xiao Central said, "I am free, I will not lose anyway."
What is arrogant, the current daughter is.
Xiao Central said, "I am afraid that you lose it, because there is no professional judge here."
Mark said, "I will ask the judges, you can also ask."
Xiao Yang smiled and said, "No, as long as the people you invite people, the heart is not black, it is definitely me to win. And you can rest assured, I am definitely also French."
"Reassure, he will not blasphemy."
Mark smiled, very uncomfortable to find rooms.
One hour, he must write a shocking prose.
He is the most good at the prose, and he believes that he must not lose.
Lanno's most clear Mark's specialty, his specialty is not, nor is a poem, but a prose.
Prose, Mark has won the first prize.
Even those prose in France, the evaluation of Mark is also very high.
Although it is very short, it is enough to let Mark play.
Xiao Cheng is too arrogant, and Lanno really hopes Mark to kill a depression of the depression.
They forgot, Mark has been aggressive.
Sophie looked Xiao Chu, "Xiao, don't you write a quiet place?"
Xiao Yang smiled and said, "No, time is still early."
Lanno and others have become too mad.
Sophie, time is it early?
However, there is only one hour.
Write a prose an hour, it is really short.
Moreover, Mark has begun.