King of Entertainment

"The Xiaohua thief has a mouse, it is not a good person."

Chen Ruolin said: "You have to be careful, I think he will count you."

Xiao Yang smiled: "Reassure, I am not afraid of calculations."

At this time, Yan Xiaolin came to stand up.

"Dear, today we have fortunately invited WUNE teacher, please ask the teacher to ignite the first fragrance of the dragon boat race."

Xia Xia Lin's voice just fell, everyone took a palm.

The dragon boat is also a good thing, and some people who are fragrant are generally prestige.

Wuqian is the Thai-level character of the Nanyang Culture Circle, and the prestige is very high.

Xiao Chong looks, a seven or eighty-year-old white hair is going to the stage.

"He is the father of Wu, is said to be a girlfriend with the dragon."

Chen Ruolin laughed: "This is absolutely never heard of."

Xiao Yang is shocked, he really doesn't know this.

After Wu Pre-inquiry, I entered the seat, Yan Xiaolin smiled: "Today's poem is similar to the year, first, there is a friend of the Nanyang Poetry Association to make a poem; second, let's add a color head, come to a small The first place, I took out 10 million to reward; the third, please Wu Lao is a text. "

Xiao Yizhang is very interesting, and the dragon boat race in Nanyang is very interesting.

Yan Xiaolin looked at Xiao Chong. "This time I have a fortunate, please come to Xia Zhun, Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, I believe that everyone should have already seen."

Xiao Chong's poem, many people present, almost no one has never heard of Xiao Chong's name.

Xiao Hua smiled: "It is said that Mr. Xiao from Huaxia Longhai Zen, nor is it true."

I heard the three words of "Longhai Zen", and Wu, I looked at Xiao Chong.

"Dragon is not my teacher." Xiao Yang smiled: "I am an artist, I am not suitable for the dragon."

Many Nanyang cultural circles said, I am afraid that the Dragon doesn't want to accept you as a disciple.

"Mr. Xiao is a self-knowledge." Li Mi Xiao said: "The artist should do things that artists should do."

Many people looked at Li secret, although there were some harsh, but everyone said it seems to be this truth.

Xiao Yang smiled: "Then you said, what kind of artist should do."

Li Mi smiled slightly, "play, singing is the artist should do."

Xiao Chong looked at everyone, "Can you think can you sing?"

Everyone is slightly.

Some people can't help but laugh: "Of course, you can."

Xiao Yang smiled: "Why can't the artist can't write, if you have a talent, why is it buried?"

Everyone: "..."

You are really not modest.

Li Di can't help but he wants this effect. Xiao Dong is Zhang mad, the more people will be dissatisfied with the people of the cultural circle.

Sure enough, many Nanyang literati expose disdain.

"Xiao Chong, today is a dragon boat, you are worse than the dragon boat race, let us see you."

"It's good, Mr. Xiao's talents I have earned, and Mr. Xiao, please give pointed to us today."

"It is said that Mr. Xiao's calligraphy is also a first-class, come to people, prepare a pen ink."

Many people start.

Xiao Hua and Li secret Xiangxiang smiled, and Xiao Li had trouble this time.

Everyone looked at Xiao Chong and waited for Xiao Chong to make poems.

Yan Xiaolin is slightly eyebrow, and these people are somewhat.

Wu Pre-laughed: "I also want to see what kind of poem from Hai Zen's disciples."

Yan Xiaolin laughed, even Wu's old man opened, she really said anything more.

Chen Ruolin looked at Xiao Chong, "Are you ok?"

Xiao Bao glanced at Chen Ruolin, "Do you think I can't do it?"

Chen Ruolin, "I haven't tried it."

Xiao Jiang's own laugh, "Nothing, you will try to find me later, I don't pay money."

Chen Ruolin: "..."

Xiao Jiang looked at everyone, and the cup was drinking a wine, and he made a pen to write.

Everyone probes the past.

Chen Ruolin stayed.

In a few minutes, Xiao Jiang is written, and I laughed: "Okay."

Two workers hurriedly came over to take poetry into the people.

Everyone looked at the big screen.

Xiao Chong wrote a line, the pen, the dragon snake, it seems to be broken.

"Good words!"

Wu is unable to admire.

Others stayed, Xiao Zhi, this hand, they can't write, the gap is too big.

Xiao Hua and Li Mi despite the foreign countries, but it also saw that these words were written too much.

Everyone went to see the poem.

Qijiang May Palphike, the people will float.

The spirit of the soul is already awkward, and the lament is from this.

Yang Heiji, thunder, and chaos.

The dragon has a rain, and the diet shadow.

The history of the thorn is coming, and the rut of the prostitute.

First, the aftertaste is a chance, and it is not a color.

Hundreds of Shengguo have their own preliminary, flying unsettled.

Customs, if you have a heavy weight, you can follow the Yunzhi Jiang Zhizhi.

Bucks, Luo Si Lingbo, a buffles, and Luo Si Lingbo.

The endman is empty, and the quench is recruiting.

- "Quiet".

"Good poem!"

Wu Pre-admire: "I didn't expect that there were such languages ​​in China."

The people in the Nanyang cultural circle are collectively silent.

Just this poem, everyone will look like it.

Not to mention a good word written by Xiao Chong!

Li Di can't help but say: "It is said that Mr. Xiao is the first person in the field of Huaxia's poems, just a poem, and there is too little."

Everyone said that this person is really shameless.

Xiao Yang smiled: "Sorry, you only look at me a poem."

"Ha ha……"

Many people can't help but laugh.

Li Zhang's face color.

Xiao Hua slightly smiled: "Is Mr. Xiao not inspired?"

Xiao Yang smiled: "Guan you fart."

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Hua is not angry, continuing to stall: "This poem is probably that Mr. Xiao has been thinking in many years. Just just right, it is written?"

Chen Ruolin's face is sinking, this is too too much!

Xiao Yang smiled: "I want to ask me to write poetry, my standard is a 100 million, I don't know if you have so much money."

Xiao Hua haha ​​smiled: "I have a hundred million, everyone can testify."

Xiao Jiang made a pen again.

Geohama is a whip, and the river is rioneering.

is fortunate to rapport, and Lei Shi is risking to the edge.

Jade brown leaves are like a blue, and the Holy Han Huang Zhongtongtian.

The bracel boat drums the rhyme, and the river is rolling.

Another dragon boat poem!

Xiao Hua's smile was solidified.

Everyone admires, I heard that Xiao Cheng Talent is full, they think it is that the people in China are self-sufficient, today see it, Xiao Chong is more ferocious than the legend.

Xiao Yang smiled: "Remember your 100 million."

Xiao Hua's face is blue.

Next to Li Dao Tao: "Boss, this is definitely his limit, he can't make a third one."

Xiao Hua looked at Xiao Chong, "I will make a hundred million!"