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[Chapter 158] Play your sister's Landlord!(1/2)

Clam?

Not the question of "Chrysanthemum"? But the question of "Plum"?

Jiraiya was stunned.

Oh shit!

It's not the title of "Chrysanthemum". The article you talked to me for so long!?

It's not the title of "Chrysanthemum". Why do you and me show me that "the lotus is gone and there is no rain cover, but the chrysanthemum still has branches of frost?'

Show off your literary talent?

Your uncle!

You don't play by the rules!

Seeing Jiraiya and the others' expressions of cursing, Su Nan couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'll settle the topic, just 'Plum', there is no limit on poetry. As for the judgment method, let's judge each other."

Jiraiya looked slightly sideways, with a little suspicious look.

Judge each other?

Poetry is unlimited?

What's this little guy...what's the idea?

"Little devil...you are not afraid of writing your poem, and then I said this poem is not good..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiraiya stopped by himself.

He smiled.

This little devil is interesting!

He was sure that he was a literary master in the literary world, and the arrogance he exuded in his bones made him not do such things. And he could write peerless classic works like "Shuituo Songtou", so naturally he would not do such things that would turn black and white.

"Okay, it's up to you!"

"We judge each other!"

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...

As soon as the words came, the eyes of the people beside him were about to fall to the ground.

Judge each other's works?

Are you... kidding?

Or do you two think we are not qualified to judge your poems?

Please look down on others less!

Naruto's mouth twitched, he felt a little slandered. After all, I am a person with literary skills! After all, Sasuke and Gintoki Sakata are both students from universities like S University! After all, the four-wheel drive fighter is a student from a college graduate!

We all have a good appreciation level, okay?

...

...

Su Nan picked up the pen on the table, tilted his head, and showed a bad smile.

"If the time is set, it's 30 minutes?"

"Okay, according to you."

Jiraiya smiled heroically again. He picked up the pen and didn't look at Su Nan. He just habitually bit the tip of the pen and began to think deeply.

Poems related to plum blossoms.

Then write poetry.

In general, writing poetry is nothing more than a literary genre that reflects life and expresses emotions through rhythmic and rhythmic language.

New poetry is divided into Crescent School, Misty School and Abstract School; old poetry also has different schools through formal style and content, such as ancient poetry and modern poetry; realism and romanticism; landscapes, homesickness, frontiers, remembering people, chanting things, etc.

The most important thing is to pay attention to the neat and neat metrical poems when writing poems. The words are casual and straightforward and clever. The words are rhymeful in different sentences, and can also be fluttered and free, without any scruples.

If the title is ‘Plum Blossom’, then at least the quality of the Plum Blossom must be expressed...

When I thought of this, Jiraiya helped his head, calmed down, and felt a little thoughtful.

As long as you find the core point, it will be very fast to complete the work.

He subconsciously raised his head and prepared to see the progress of Su Nan.

result.

Something that made him roar happened.

Damn.

Do you have any awareness of competition?

Have you faced me as an opponent?

Have you taken the bet to heart?

Do you know if you lose, what you have to pay is one year's company rent access! Although this is not the most luxurious business center in S City, it is also one of the best locations in China!

Do you know how much the rental fee here is in a year?

Jiraiya grew up with his mouth and complained silently. He seemed to have ten thousand grasses in his heart [Defense of Harmony] running by!

because.

Su Nan, who was sitting opposite him... actually held his cell phone and played with his face without changing his expression... Doudizhu.

The voice of the sentence "I'm called a landlord, I'll grab it!" was particularly prominent in the conference room.

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...

Sakata Gintoki couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Brother, what are the competition! Can you be more serious? What are you going to do when you are holding your mobile phone and concentrating on fighting Landlords!

Do you know who the opponent sitting opposite you is?

What exactly are you doing with this leisurely expression?

Naruto lowered his head silently, and he didn't want to say a word.

Sasuke turned his head and sweared secretly that if I complained about Su Nan again in the future, my surname would not be Uchiha!

The four-wheel drive fighter looked at Su Nan who was playing Landlord in a daze, looking confused.

Who am I? Where am I?

Why am I here?

Aren't they having a poetry competition?

Why is the ‘player’ playing Landlord now!

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Jiraiya looked a little dissatisfied, and he gently buckled the desktop: "Little kid... be serious! We are competing now! Please turn off your Landlord game!"

Su Nan didn't raise his head: "Wait, wait, this is over soon! I'll blow it up! Hahahaha! Little thing! Fight with me, are you losing a lot?"

Jiraiya: "…"

Naruto covered his face: "..."

Sasuke covered his face: "..."

Sakata Gintoki covered his face: "..."

Four-wheel drive fighter covers his face: "..."

Finally, Su Nan put away his phone leisurely, and his expression was a little confused: "Hey? Why do you think of me? Uncle, have you finished writing?"

Jiraiya couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He is a super literary master, but he didn't expect that one day he would be looked down upon by a little devil.

Play with your phone during the competition?

Or Landlord?

I'll grab it?

Steal your sister!

Jiraiya opened his mouth and said a little dissatisfied: "Little kid, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you lose, you know what you have to pay. So it's better for you to take it seriously!"

Su Nan casually took out his ears.
To be continued...
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