The people in the WeChat group looked at the situation reversed by this poem and couldn't help shouting loudly-"Fuck."

  They are desperately trying to hack themselves to avoid being hacked too badly. Just when the boy was hacked into this way, a poem of Sinima was reversed?

  【Wu Dong: Oh my god, I have passed away all these years, I would have read more if I knew it! This is also possible, never thought of it! 】

  【Xing Yue: Using poems to reverse the situation is amazing! incredible! This is not what we can think of! 】

  【Fu Hao: Amazing, I have never seen such a way to prove innocence! 】

  【Ma Yuchuan: But we can’t learn! Who in the entertainment industry can learn it! Poetry attainments, cultural level, mood and mood, who can write a verse like a teenager! 】

  【Wu Dong: Suddenly I realized that every time I met a teenager, there were so many exclamation points? 】

  【Zhou Ziqian: This boy is too abnormal! Who would have thought of how he handled it! 】

  【Zhou Yaoyu: The landlord’s youngest son actually writes ancient poems? ! I go! Why didn't I find that she had such skills before? ! 】

  [Zhou Ziqian: If you can find out, you are not the stupid son of the landlord’s house [pig your nose]]

  【Bai Lu: He also belongs to the landlord? Are you kidding me? ! It's also from the landlord's family, how big is the gap between people? 】

  [Xingle: It’s not too big to watch the excitement [Eating melon crowd]]

  【Fu Hao: +1】

  Zhou Yaoyu couldn’t help but grieve from it. How about we agreed to be each other’s little angels?

   "Shu Cheng, your brother, I was bullied." Zhou Yaoyu cried to Shu Cheng with tears and tears, "Do you care?"

  A black line was hung on Shu Cheng’s forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Brother?"

   "Hey~" Zhou Yaoyu responded, "Good brother."

  Shu Cheng’s dark eyes dimmed, and the corners of her red lips evoked a wicked smile. Isn’t she doing less of her routine now, and these people are riding on her head to routine her? !

"goodbye."

  "Don't!" Zhou Yaoyu said quickly, "We are all the same..."

   Before Zhou Yaoyu finished speaking, Shu Cheng said first: "I am different from you. I grew up eating."

  Zhou Yaoyu instantly remembered the sentence he blurted out in the "showtime" program, "Do you think I grew up eating!?".

  Do you really want to remember this kind of black history boy so clearly?

   "Can you still play happily?!" Zhou Yaoyu was crying and his face was filled with the words "joking".

   "Beep toot——"

  Zhou Yaoyu still wants to talk, but the other side has hung up the phone.

  ...There is no love in this world!

  Can’t people be more sincere?

  ……

  Shu Cheng put her mobile phone in her pocket. She had finished saving the manuscript of "Panlong" and handed it over to the editor at one time, and asked the editor Meng Huiqing to help send the manuscript.

The serialization of "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" has also entered a climax period. The sales of "New Martial Arts" magazine have soared, and the filming of "Fatal Magic" still has some time to start. All she needs to do now is to study the script. By the way, she can consider the next A novel on the Internet.

   Shu Cheng's dark eyes glanced at the calendar, stretched out, and took a break to take a vacation. It was time to go back to school.

  The young man sent a daily harassing text message to Rong Junyi, hooked his lips, and the daily molesting task get?