Reborn Evil Husband and Wife: Slim and Poisonous Girl

Mo Qinghe was the first to applaud, "A good sentence, a good sentence, with profound meaning, full of feelings and scenes, endless aftertaste, let me see it in front of my eyes, young lady is very talented."

There was no joy on Wuyou's face, but he was very calm, "Don't dare, I don't dare to make a fool of myself."

Mo Qinghe's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some treasure, and he was very excited.

Another shining star appeared in the literary world!

"It's rare to be so humble. The old man suggested that this year's leader be won by Miss Tang."

Everyone responded, "Okay, I second the proposal."

"I agree."

"Miss Tang deserves her name well, she is the well-deserved leader."

Everyone spoke in unison, not enthusiastic enough.

The corners of Wuyou's mouth twitched, no way, she has no interest in the so-called Shikui at all.

Zuo'er's jaw is about to drop, you must know that her young lady is proficient in eating, drinking, and playing, but she has no interest in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and she hides whenever she can in class.

How did she become the leader?

Incredible.

And let no one live?

An angry voice sounded, "I object."

Zhu Fanghua's head was dizzy and she couldn't accept everything in front of her.

Did something go wrong?

This girl is fierce and willful, how did she become the object of everyone's pursuit in the blink of an eye?

How is this possible?

Mo Qinghe frowned slightly, but still asked patiently, "Miss Zhu, do you have any different opinions?"

He has always been aloof and lazy to pay attention to those dignitaries, but Zhu Fanghua is rich in talent and reputation, so he will naturally give three points of face.

Zhu Fanghua was indignant, "It's only two sentences, how can this be considered a poem? Not."

How can this dead girl get a good reputation?

With her here, don't even think about it.

Only then did Mo Qinghe realize the problem, and he was a little ashamed, "Eh? Miss Tang, please continue."

It's not a big deal, it's not a big deal.

However, his impression of Zhu Fanghua has changed very badly. As expected, he is small-minded, intolerant and jealous.

Wuyou flatly refused, unwilling to show off any more.

"I'm just here to join in the fun and eat. As for the title of Poetry Chief, I have no intention of accepting it. Ms. Zhu seems very interested, so I'll give it to her."

She looked like giving alms, as if giving a fruit casually, very generous.

However, Zhu Fanghua was deeply angered, and his face was red with anger, "Do you dare to compete with me in martial arts?"

She still has self-knowledge, just listening to those two poems, she knows that she can't win in the poetry competition.

Looking at the sky without worry or speech, she doesn't seem to have done anything excessive.

Why don't you let her go?

"Compare with what? I don't compare with fools."

If you are smart, you should behave generously on this occasion, bless the other party calmly, and win the applause of everyone.

"Puchi." The spectators burst out laughing, it was so funny.

Zhu Fanghua had never been so humiliated in her life, and was so angry that she wanted to kill someone.

"It's too much to bully, just watch the trick."

Without even saying hello, she drew out her long sword and slashed at it.

The ruthless attack was clearly intended to put the opponent to death.

Everyone gasped, oh my god!

Wuyou pursed her lips, she is really a spoiled young lady.

As soon as Zuo'er moved his hand, Jing Tian had already rushed over first, and slapped the long sword flying with his palm.

"Be careful, Qingxue."

Chang Jian flew out, Zhu Fanghua was blown by the palm wind, and fell heavily to the ground, her knees hurt, tears rolled in her eyes, she just woke up, was shocked to see the strange eyes of everyone, her heart tightened, and she regretted that she could not sink Hold on.

With tears in her eyes, she explained pitifully, "Young Master Tang, I don't mean anything malicious, it's just..."