Let you survive in horror, why did the female ghost stick upside down?

Hearing what Miss Zombie said, Mr. Song was immediately furious!
As expected, Shi Kui on this level became Si Yan again.

The other players were all dumbfounded.

I don’t know where Si Yan got so many beautiful poems.

There is none in the real world!

Likewise, these players don't know what Si Yan wants to do, and this is a rhythm that will piss Third Young Master Song to death!

The fourth floor has arrived.

Once at this level, Song Sangong decided to strike first.

"This kind of beans, also known as red beans, I loved to eat when I was little. Unfortunately, I can't eat them now, but that doesn't stop me from being nostalgic for them."

The third son of Song touched the red beans in a dustpan.

"Some humans like to use red beans to express lovesickness, and so does my poem today."

After saying this, he groaned.

"Linglong Red Bean is unbearable, and I don't know if I miss you so much"

While reciting poems, he looked at Situ Mingyue with affectionate eyes.

It seems that this poem was written for Situ Mingyue, to express his feelings to Situ Mingyue.

"What an apprentice!"

Nangong Wan'er has completely seen the true face of Song Sangongzi.

As soon as the third son of Song finished singing, several zombie sons cheered.

Some zombie ladies are there to disdain.

They also saw that the Third Young Master Song was trying to tease Situ Mingyue again this time.

"This poem by Song Gongzi is indeed good. It gives life to a mere red bean."

A zombie boy commented there.

The third young master of Song Dynasty had a proud look on his face.

Finally got a round back!

"Since Mr. Song is the first to compose poems, then my daughter should also submit poems first!"

At this time, Nangong Wan'er spoke.

In the heart of the third son of Song Dynasty, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"Red beans are born in the southern country, and spring comes to send a few branches. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

Nangong Wan'er faintly recited her own poem.

"it is good!"

Not long after her voice fell, many zombie boys and ladies all shouted at the same time!
This poem is indeed better.

"Compared with Song Gongzi's poems, Miss Nangong's poems are more exquisite. Not a single word is redundant. They are also catchy to read. They may seem simple, but they are actually superior!"

A zombie lady commented.

"After listening to Miss Nangong's poems, I can no longer pick out my poems. I suggest that the top poets on this level just choose Miss Nangong's poems!"

"Such a beautiful poem was probably written by Mr. Si~"

"That's for sure. Mr. Si is really talented in literature~"

The other zombie ladies also spoke one after another.

Although the face of the third young master of the Song family was extremely stiff, it was as if he could see his face at this time.

his face
It became extremely ugly!
He felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart!
They are all going to be furious!

Why, at the end of the day, his limelight was completely stolen by Si Yan!

No one among the zombie ladies present paid attention to him.

His poems are completely childish in front of Si Yan's poems.

Not even Situ Mingyue looked at him again!
How does this make him angry?
"Damn it!"

There were so many zombies here. No matter how angry he was, he couldn't openly do anything to Si Yan.

I can only be so helpless and furious that I am almost suffering from internal injuries!
The game continues.

"The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk~"

Upstairs in Yunxi, Nangong Wan'er's voice sounded.

"Good~"

"This poem is so close to this situation, the description of the sunset makes our eyes shine~"

"Yeah, after becoming zombies, we can rarely enjoy the sunset like now. Although we have endless lifespan now, I still miss the time when I was basking in the sun with my mother~"

There was a burst of applause immediately.

Many zombie boys and girls are applauding this poem.

At this time, on the west side of Yunxi Tower, you can see the setting sun.

As a zombie, you have very little exposure to sunlight.

Zombieland, where zombies live, is a gloomy place.

Generally, only when the sun rises in the east or the sun sets in the west, zombies can enjoy the beautiful scenery of sunrise or sunset.

Amidst all the applause, there was no doubt that Third Young Master Song almost suffered internal injuries from anger again.

It is now the fifth floor.

From morning to afternoon, there were only five floors in total today.

After all, there are so many zombies.

Each person writes a poem, recites it, and then makes a few comments.

In the end, we have to vote for the poetry champion, which basically takes an hour or two on the first floor.

After coming down from the fifth floor, Nangong Wan'er took out a total of five poems.

five
They were all chosen as Shikui by many zombie young ladies!
Poems of the Third Young Master of the Song Dynasty
Not even one!

This is something that has never happened since the Yunxi Poetry Club was held.

This guy is like a powder keg ready to explode.

But here, he really didn't dare to explode.

Otherwise, his reputation as Third Young Master Song will be ruined!

This guy still pays more attention to his superficial reputation.

After all, the status of the zombies present is not low.

"That's it for today's poetry show! The Yunxi Lantern Festival is about to be held. How about we go to Yunxi to take a boat ride and enjoy the moon and lanterns together in the evening?"

Song Sangongzi said.

"Okay~ This year's Yunxi Lantern Festival will definitely be very interesting~"

The other zombies nodded.

Third Young Master Song glanced at Si Yan with a cold look in his eyes.

He was already planning to kill Si Yan!
Night is coming soon.

Many zombie boys and girls went to the side of Yunxi.

Yunxi is a very beautiful river.

The Yunxi Lantern Festival is about to start, and there are a lot of brightly lit cruise ships in the river.

"My lord, we have made an arrangement. Once he leaves Nangong Wan'er, our people will kill him."

A zombie came to Mr. Song's side and whispered.Other zombies have arrived.

Naturally, these zombies did not take the players with them this time.

Then Third Young Master Song saw Nangong Wan'er.

And Si Yan next to Nangong Wan'er.

"Miss Nangong, why did you bring him here?"

The third son of Song Dynasty was displeased.

"Mr. Si is my friend, why can't I bring Mr. Si here?"

Nangong Wan'er said without showing any weakness.

Third Young Master Song snorted: "There are many people and many hands, so Miss Nangong must keep an eye on him."

Nangong Wan'er said calmly: "Whoever dares to touch Mr. Si can give it a try."

After her words fell, Song Sangong really didn't dare to continue.

The Nangong family itself is not weak.

Nangong Wan'er is still a naturally resentful person, and no one wants to provoke her.

But Third Young Master Song was also very puzzled, Nangong Wan'er was so attached to him before, why does she look like a different person now?
"Wow, Mr. Si is here too~"

"Mr. Si, please teach me how to compose poetry~"

"And me and me~"

At this time, the zombie ladies who participated in the poetry meeting also came with their entourage.

After seeing Si Yan, everyone's eyes lit up and they all surrounded Si Yan.

Seeing this scene, Song Sangong's eyelids were jumping!

Tolerate!
He took a deep breath.

Soon, all the zombie boys and girls came, and everyone boarded a painting boat.

The painting boat started slowly and headed towards Yunxi.

"The night is as cool as water, and the river breeze blows gently."

On the boat, the third son of Song Dynasty started to write poems.

This night tour, he is naturally ready to show off.

"Good~"

After a poem was over, the other zombies all cheered.

Immediately, other zombie sons also wrote poems one after another, which received some applause.

The painting boat began to go deep into Yunxi.

The location of this mission is Yunxi Poetry Club.

For Si Yan, it does not mean that he has left the scope of the mission.

"Mr. Si, don't you have the elegance to compose poetry in this situation?"

At this time, a cold voice sounded.

Si Yan took a look and saw that it was Situ Mingyue who was speaking!
"hateful!"

Seeing that Situ Mingyue actually took the initiative to talk to Si Yan, the mood that Third Young Master Song finally lifted suddenly sank to the bottom again.

"Yes, Mr. Si, we are all looking forward to your poems~"

The other zombie girls all spoke up.

Some zombie boys also followed suit.

Seeing that Third Young Master Song was unhappy, these guys didn't mind making Third Young Master Song's mood even more unhappy.

Instead, it adds fuel to the fire!

"When~"

At this time, a bell rang from a building by the river.

After the bell rang, Si Yan finally spoke:
"The moon sets, the crows cry, and the sky is full of frost."

The first line of the poem made the eyes of Situ Mingyue and the other zombie ladies light up.

"it is good!"

Some zombie sons are also applauding.

"Jiang Feng Yuhuo is facing Mianmian. The Yunxi meeting outside Guyang City, the bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship."

Si Yan read the next three lines of the poem at once.

Guyang City, that is, the city controlled by the Song family.

"Nice poem!"

The applause immediately rang out.

The other zombie masters and young masters applauded one after another.

Song Sangongzi's expression was terribly gloomy.

He had a hunch.

This poetry show is going to become Si Yan's personal show!

Damn!
This was supposed to be his show!
as predicted.

In the early morning of the next day, Nangong Wan'er easily won the top poem on the sixth floor with a song "Sunrise river flowers are red than fire, spring comes and river water is as green as blue"!

"These first two lines are absolutely perfect!"

"Yes, although Mr. Song's poem has a good idea, it pales in comparison to Mr. Si's poem."

"Among the poems describing sunrise, these two lines are so wonderful that they are rarely seen in the world!"

The zombies commented.

Song Sangongzi's expressionless face looked particularly ugly.

A poem he had carefully prepared was suppressed again!

"hateful!"

This guy is about to explode on the spot!
But it happened that Nangong Wan'er had been by Si Yan's side last night, never leaving.

His people couldn't find a chance to make a move!

Then the seventh floor arrived.

The title of the poem written by Song Gongzi on this level is "Yong Mei".

Not surprisingly, as soon as Nangong Wan'er opened her mouth, there was a burst of praise.

Song Sangongzi's premonition was correct.

This poetry meeting has indeed become Si Yan's personal show.

From the first level to now, his poems have been suppressed by Si Yan!

Although the poems of other zombie boys were also suppressed, even without Si Yan, it would be difficult for these zombie boys to get ahead.

These zombie sons have been suppressed by Mr. Song for too long before, and now they are happy to see Mr. Song being angry.

Although these zombie boys are zombies, they are essentially the same as the playboys from wealthy families in ancient times.

"I'm going to go, this hatred value is going to be full!"

Li Guo was a little stunned! (End of chapter)