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The young man noticed Guan Yufei's mouth shape, a smile appeared on the corner of his red lips, and raised his middle finger to Guan Yufei in a corner where no one noticed.

The next moment, Shu Cheng received Guan Yufei's "contemptuous" gaze.

Shu Cheng shook his head helplessly, and said inwardly, "I don't want to fight hard, I'll be jealous of everyone!"

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

This move caused the surrounding people to exclaim again.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Shu Cheng still wants to write!"

"This nima is too evil! Is she still human?"

"I'll go, I'm also human, why is the gap so big!"

"Is it possible to still write plum blossoms? He can still write plum blossoms?"

"I'll go! This shit is so fucking crazy!"

"Aww~ The male god is so handsome! He's so handsome! He's so handsome!"

...

Guan Yufei took a look at Shu Cheng, and stopped the hand holding the can, his eyes were full of confusion and disgust, "Oh, the king doesn't need you and other mortals' pretense!"

...A dude, it won't be so hard for me to say I am?

The corners of Shu Cheng's bright red lips raised slightly, holding the pen with his slender fingers, and wrote down word by word——

[There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance.

"plum bossom"】

The plum blossoms are as white as snow, growing in the corner but not inferior, exuding a fragrance from a distance.

This poem uses snow as a metaphor for the purity and purity of plums, and uses "dark fragrance" to point out that plums are better than snow, illustrating the great charm of a strong and noble personality.

The meaning is far-reaching, and the sentences are very simple and natural, without any trace of refinement.

After finishing the three poems, Shu Cheng clapped his hands, walked to a corner where no one was around, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the interface of V Blog——

【Shu Cheng V: I haven't seen that handsome guy back then. 】

[Wow Kaka~ Why is the boy so self-aware today? #Shu Cheng: I feel my cuteness#]

【Baby doesn't have dizziness? ! The boy said he was not handsome? I go! Where are the people who used to post V blogs and keep saying they are handsome? ! This is not true! This is not true! 】

[Youth @朱智V finally has self-knowledge, it's not easy! Hahahaha#Shu Cheng: I feel my cuteness#]

[Hahahaha, no, no, boy @朱智V You are still handsome, but it’s just——#朱晓：感觉自己萌萌哒#]

【#朱晓：感到自己吃萌哒##朱成：感觉自己萌萌##朱晓：觉得自己萌萌#@朱成V]

...

The place of activity of the literary society.

Zhu and his party had nothing to say, their faces were flushed, they were slapped in the face, they were slapped in the face, and they kept being slapped in the face.

The boy has been slapping his face with his strength.

And they all composed poems on the spot, how could he win?

He couldn't help but want to laugh when he recalled that he still wanted to compete with the young man before. If he knew that the young man had such strength, he would definitely not be like this!

Those present who had ridiculed everyone before were silent.

The boy proved himself and his strength with three poems.

"It's a good one, 'I know it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance.'"

...

Shu Cheng glanced at the comment section, his pitch-black eyes were full of playful light, and the corners of his dark red lips curled into an evil curve——

[Shu Cheng V[forward V blog]: I was replaced by a more handsome me! 】

...

V Bo fell silent for a moment.

Nima, you played a good routine!

Boy, you really won!