My Star Teacher

Yeguang blew out her mother and instantly angered Kong Xiulian.

"What do you say!" Kong Xiulian gritted her teeth, "Dare you scold me!"

Ye Guang cut out, "I scolded you, or I would beat you if you were forced to be the first mother. Don't fart, don't take yourself too seriously. Don't take my patience with you You shameless capital, puckering up to look at the sky, there are no eyes. Who do you look at with that expression, I owe you a loan to be due or why. You think you are Comet Halley, 6 billion people all over the world must pay attention. Why do you have to put gold on your husband's face? Did you give it to your face? It's less like pulling 25,800,000 in front of me, please set up POSE and reload 13. Are you afraid of chewing your tongue, mouth, dog What kind of skill is screaming? It’s really you who are biting me. You are so good, you are not good."

Luminous came directly, although he could not scold, but he would copy the curse. The netizens in the dream world were very researched on the curse. Various kinds of curse words appeared endlessly. Yeguang also saw some. A lot of skills are remembered when you remember the skills.

In the end, Luminous is still a quality person. Even if it is a curse, it still tries to pick some words that are not too excessive, and there are no insulting words. Saying Luminous is also very distressed. He is really not good at cursing.

Kong Xiulian: "You bastard...you actually..."

Luminous: "Old bastard... shameless face..."

Kong Xiulian: "..."

Luminous: "..."

The two immediately launched a scolding battle.(I don’t really scold people. The ellipsis is a picture of my own brain cursing. I don’t want to go online and copy a large number of water words.)

But others don't think so, all the writers look at each other.

Xiaoye still has this operation?

Although quite a few writers looked at Luminous Kong Xiulian's heart, it was dark, and the woman was bitter and harsh on weekdays. They just threw a full-screen thunder to them, and they were still in their hearts. One after another began to persuade.

"Xia Ye, let's do it, let's do it, it's almost okay. Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's okay, everyone should be a little calm."

"Writer Kong, look at this trouble, you are also a senior, don't worry about it with children..."

The crowd pulled the two apart and persuaded each other.

Ye Guang stopped talking, but Kong Xiulian still kept saying a few words of curse, "You can bear the poem you can do, little scold, and you have a fart! I don’t think you can stand it, you just don’t deserve to join the association." , The worthy name!"

"Alas, Kong writer, say less, say less."

"I can't do it at this moment, I need inspiration to write poetry, but I can't say it."

Luminous: "Who says I can't do it."

Everyone was startled.

Luminous continued: "What do I say, can you close your beak?"

Kong Xiulian has always forced the nagging night light to sound annoying, but he can't really go up and pump her.

Kong Xiulian hadn’t spoken yet, and the oldest Guan Zhenxian said, "Xiao Ye, you did it, you really did it. I’m sure I won’t let her speak. You have made all the poems. She will dare to mess with me and lead me to lead her. This is really shameful!"

Kong Xiulian has been entangled constantly, and Guan Zhenxian is also coming. This event was initiated by him. Of course, he is not happy.

Kong Xiulian didn't speak in a pretentious manner, and Guan Zhenxian still had some prestige. She said such cruel words, she didn't dare to say much, but she just remembered Guan Zhenxian in her heart.

Everyone also looked at the night light, waiting for him to write poetry.

Luminous thought for a while, exited:

"Thousands of flowers pressed against the trunk and shredded the red silk but made a ball."

"The wind dances with endless fragrance, and the makeup and tears are fresh."

A group of writers all have deep literary skills, listening to the poems of the night light looking at the pomegranate tree beside them, nodded secretly, this poem is wonderful!

Luminous continued to speak loudly.

"Who is Chiyu Shaoqin Ke? Whose red valor he Luo pants?"

"But knowing that it's so bad, don't be afraid of Nan Bin Tao Li Jealous."

When Ye Guang finished reading a poem, the writers present were quiet, and they were still reminiscing about the meaning of Ye Guang's poem.

Speaking of this, Ye Guang’s poem is not a plagiarized poem in the dream world, but two poems. The two capitals are from the works of the poet Bai Juyi, and the two titles are "Pomegranate Flower on the Hill" and "Pomegranate Flower on the Hill" The first half and the second half of the poem are in the same place, but they look good together.

This is also because the whole words of the two poems do not fit the current situation. The last few sentences of "Pomegranate Flower":

Roses should be lazy with thorns and difficult to play with raw clay.

Contend with this flower eaves, let everyone watch.

By comparing azaleas with roses, lotus flowers, etc., the poet expresses his sigh for the human world.Used here is not very appropriate.

And the first few sentences of another "Hishan Pomegranate Blossom":

Today's flowers in the Chungju prefecture, Lushan Mountain last year's tree.

It has been rooted for new plants, and it still counts like flowers.

These few place names and scenes are even more inappropriate, and if you really want to copy them, you will laugh.

Silai wanted to go to the night light and simply split the two poems into one. Anyway, what he made in this world was original, and he was not afraid of Bai Da poet's popular coffin board.

The first applaud was Hong He.

"Okay, okay, okay poem! The first four sentences fully depict the shape, color, posture, taste, and detachment of the pomegranate flower is the picture of the pomegranate tree behind."

"It's wonderful, I don't know much about poems, but I also think this poem is wonderful."

"It is indeed a good poem. I didn't expect Xiao Ye to really make a poem. It's still such a good poem."

"The name of the new generation of poets is not bad."

The writers laughed and praised.

There were also good deeds that looked at Kong Xiulian with a joke.

"Some people may feel uncomfortable..."

"Nothing to say this time."

"However, if you know you are so sorrowful, don’t be afraid of Nanbin Tao Li. I think this kind of jealousy is not very good. It’s not appropriate, it’s better to change to wildflowers."

A few writers smirked, and Ye Guang couldn't help smiling.

Kong Xiulian's face was flushed, but she didn't dare to attack. First, Guan Zhenxian had something to say first, and second, those who were speaking now had a higher status than her in the provincial Writers' Association, and she dared to be sloppy. She did not dare to shout head-on.

Typical bullying is hard.

A small episode passed, and the group continued along the mountain road.

It's not too early, and at noon, the sun hangs high. Fortunately, there is no sun in the mountain forest, and the mountain is relatively cool, but it doesn't feel hot.

"There is a village!"

Walking to a hill, a writer pointed to a basin surrounded by mountains below.

There is indeed a village with a small scale. There are only dozens of houses in the house, but from a distance, this village looks very strange.

From top to bottom, the situation in the village is very clear. White cloth is hung on the roof of each house and every house, and white cloth is hung on the windows and doors.

The whole village is soooo!!!