"Zhu and his party, a talented schoolboy, I don't accept your fame, and want to compete with you in this poem exchange." Guan Yufei looked at the low drink and the trash can not far away, and threw the can into the trash can in a handsome manner.

  "Peng——" The can was thrown in, and Guan Yufei raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes concealing the absent Bose.

  Shu Cheng’s mouth twitched, feeling that she had a good temper, and it was time to educate her about her secondary illness.

  For example, let him see how cute he looks.

  Let him know who the stupid humans are.

  Many people saw that Shu Cheng had arrived, and couldn't help but follow her. Everyone was far away from Guan Yufei and Shu Cheng, and they did not hear the exchange between them.

  After all, Guan Yufei is still in the eyes of everyone, that high-level figure in computer science, another school grass beside Shu Cheng.

  After a while, Shu Cheng noticed the important point, "Poetry exchange meeting?"

   "Yes!" Guan Yufei replied.

   "boring." Shu Cheng curled his mouth, took out a candy box from his pocket, and picked a lollipop in his mouth.

   "It's boring." Guan Yufei curled his lips, took out the can from the bag, opened the tab, and took a sip of the drink.

  The movements of the two are highly consistent.

   Shu Cheng's dark eyes glanced at Guan Yufei, "What kind of campus talent did you say, Zhu Yizhu, had his brain twitched?"

The president of the   Literature Club just walked into Shu Cheng, and wanted her to participate in the communication with everyone, and he heard Shu Cheng's disgusting words.

  Guan Yufei drank a drink with his hand: "It's Zhu and his party, not Zhu Yizhu!"

   "Oh, I know, Zhu Erzhu!"

  "……"

The president of   Literature Club coughed, "Shu Cheng, everyone is waiting for you!"

  On the other side, Zhu and his party were surrounded by everyone.

  "Brother, is this your new work?"

   "It's so well written! It's worthy of being invited by the Poetry Association! Great! Great!"

  "Brother, this newly written poem is simply too good! I can't describe it in words!"

   "Compared to some people who rely on packaging to get famous, don't you know how many times better?!"

   "That's right! Some people have good academic performance, even as a poem is so easy to write?!"

  "Tsk, brother, this poem is called poem!"

   "What are you talking nonsense! "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" hasn't you never watched it. You don't know if the reputation of the boy is packaged?"

   "Zhu and his party, didn't you just feel upset because you were crushed by a teenager?"

   "To be honest, it is true that young people write poems better than you, and it is useless if you refuse to accept it."

  ……

  Hearing these remarks, Zhu and his entourage turned black. In order to suppress Shu Cheng at this poem conference, he used all the poems he had written his most proud of.

  He didn't believe it, so he couldn't win yet.

  Shu Cheng walked towards the group of discussing people unhurriedly, and the corners of his red lips with lollipops aroused a playful smile.

  Sure enough, it’s better not to wear a mask.

  It’s still more convenient to eat lollipops like this.

   "Shu Cheng, do you dare to compare with me?" Zhu and his party noticed Shu Cheng and immediately shouted.

  "Why should I compare with you?" Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows, and his dark eyes looked at Zhu Xinghe with a mocking tone.

   Zhu and his party were clenched with anger by Shu Cheng's mocking eyes, "Are you afraid?"

  Shu Cheng’s red lips burst into a smile, "No sense of accomplishment."

   Not far away, Guan Yufei laughed when he heard Shu Cheng’s words. He didn’t feel a sense of accomplishment in defeating Zhu and his party. It really was a few years!