The young man noticed Guan Yufei's mouth, the corners of his red lips raised a smile, and raised his **** to Guan Yufei in the corner where no one noticed.

  The next moment, Shu Cheng received Guan Yufei's “contempt” look.

  Shu Cheng reluctantly shook his head, and secretly said in his heart: "I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will be jealous forever!"

  The young man said in his heart, "Yi Ren Qunfang jealous", but with his hand, he picked up the pen again and picked up the next piece of paper.

  This move caused another exclamation from the surrounding people.

  "Damn! Damn! Damn! Shu Cheng actually needs to write!"

   "This Nima is too enchanting! Or is it not a human?"

   "I'm going, the same person, why is the gap so big!"

  "Is it possible to write plum blossoms? Can he write plum blossoms?"

   "I'll go! This Nima's smashed sky is blasted into the sky!"

   "Oh oh oh~ the male **** is so handsome! He is so handsome! He is so handsome!"

  ……

  Guan Yufei glanced at Shu Cheng, and paused with the hand holding the can, his eyes full of disbelief, "Heh, the king doesn't need you and other mortals to act like mortals!"

  ...... Erhuo, saying you wouldn’t be so difficult?

  Shu Cheng’s red lips slightly raised, his slender fingers held the pen, and he wrote word by word--

  【There are branches of plums in the corner, and Ling Han leaves alone.

  I know that it is not snow, because there is a secret fragrance.

"plum Bossom"】

  Plum blossoms are as white as snow, growing in the corner but without inferiority, exuding a delicate fragrance from a distance.

  This poem uses Xue Yumei’s ice, purity and jade, and uses the "dark fragrance" to point out that the plum is better than snow, showing the great charm of a strong and noble personality.

   has far-reaching meaning, and the sentence is very simple and natural, without any trace of carving.

  After writing the three poems, Shu Cheng clapped her hands, walked to a corner with no one, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on the V-Bo interface——

  【Shu Cheng V: I have long since disappeared that handsome guy. 】

   [Wow Ka Ka~ Why is the boy so self-aware today? #舒澄: I feel cute #】

  【The baby has no vertigo, right? ! The boy said he was not handsome? I go! Where are the people who used to post V blogs and kept saying that they are handsome? ! This is not true! This is not true! 】

  【Youth @舒澄V finally knows it is not easy! Hahahaha#舒澄: I feel cute#】

   [Hahahaha, no, no, young @舒澄V, you are still handsome, but you are-#舒澄: Feeling my own 萌萌哒#]

  【#舒澄: I feel my own 萌萌哒##舒澄: I feel my own Meng Meng da##舒澄: I feel my own Meng Meng da#@舒澄V]

  ……

  The location of the Literary Club.

  Zhu and his party had nothing to say, their faces flushed, they were beaten, beaten, and beaten all the time.

  The boy has been slapping his face with his strength.

  And they are all poems on the spot, how does this make him win?

  He couldn’t help but want to laugh when he remembered that he still meant to compete with the boy before. If he knew that the boy had such strength, he would definitely not be like this!

  Before present, everyone who had taunted everyone was silent.

  The boy proved himself and his strength with three poems.

   "What a good one, ‘I know it’s not snow, for there is a secret fragrance.’"

  ……

  Shu Cheng glanced at the comment area, her dark eyes were full of playful light, and the corners of her red lips evoked an evil arc——

  【Shu Cheng V [Reposted V Bo]: I was replaced by a more handsome me! 】

  ……

  V Bo quieted instantly.

  Nima, have a good routine!

  Boy, you really won!