Chapter 807 The spoiled child's weak mother (38)

   "Is this Wei Juren? He was so handsome."

   "Moshang people are like jade, and gentlemen are unparalleled in the world."

  “…”

  As soon as Wei Yao came in, the eyes of the girls couldn't help but fall on him, and they lowered their heads to discuss, a thin layer of red halo appeared on the beautiful cheeks, and when they looked at Wei Yao, their eyes were shy and timid, obviously blushing and heartbeat.

  Here, Wei Yao just wanted to say something, when he saw someone saying: "Kaizhi, come on, you see this is a poem written by Miss Lian'er, you can judge it, I think it is good."

   Mentioned the poem, Wei Yao swallowed the reprimand from his mouth again, walked over with his hands behind his back, and lowered his eyes to the poem on the paper.

   He glanced at him calmly, then frowned.

   "Kaizhi, how about this poem, Miss Lian'er's talent in Chunfenglou is ranked in the top five."

  Wei Yao commented without rushing: "It's unbearable to read."

  “…”

   The originally noisy box fell silent.

   is unbearable to read, this word can be said to be a knife to those who write poetry. To put it simply, the article is poor and unreadable.

   "Dare to ask Wei Juren, where is the poem of the slave family so unbearable to read." The person who spoke was a beautiful girl in pink, who was the girl Lian'er who wrote the poem.

  Anyone whose poems have just been praised by everyone, but now they are said to be unbearable to read, will be angry, especially some talented girls in the brothel, who were held in the past, naturally a little high-spirited.

"Kaizhi, it's not necessary." The classmates stabbed Wei Yao with the elbow, and they naturally knew that this poem must not be as good as they wrote, but they are a girl's family, so it's okay to give some face, how can they think Wei Yao's comments are so vicious.

   But it is understandable, after all, in the past, Wei Yao always said one thing and another, and that mouth offended many people.

  Wei Yao was unmoved. In Yin Yin's words, he was a big straight man, and he didn't know how to love Xiangxiyu.

  Wei Yao immediately commented on the poem with sharp words.

  Lianer's face became whiter the more she talked, and at the end it was like a small white flower, shaky. When Wei Yao finished commenting, she asked, "Wei Juren, is there really nothing in the poems of the slave family?"

  Wei Yao: "Yes."

  People: "…"

   "But he also wrote other poems." Wei Yao raised his eyes and glanced at the other poems.

   That classmate hesitated: "Uh, this, this is all written by these girls." So, don't comment any more.

   But those girls didn't know whether they were in a competitive mentality, or were not convinced, and asked Wei Yao to comment.

  Wei Yao was also not polite, seeking truth from facts, and took one poem after another to comment.

"inaccurate words."

   "I can't understand the text and ink."

   "Tired words."

   "A chirping of teeth."

  “…”

   The poems that have been praised before, under Wei Yao's mouth, every sentence is vulgar.

   Until the end, Wei Yao secretly said that the so-called everyone in the brothel is actually nothing more than that.

  Wei Yao is brilliant and arrogant at the same time.

  The classmates all covered their faces at this time, they should have known that Wei Kaizhi is such a person who does not understand the style.

  The girls were angry from the beginning, and at the end, some were criticized and their faces were red, some couldn’t stay any longer, stomped their feet and left, and some cried and felt extremely aggrieved.

  The classmates didn't know how to comfort these girls.

   On the other hand, Wei Yao sat on the side with a calm expression, and asked, "What is going to be cold at this poetry meeting?"

   (end of this chapter)