Concubine Shizi, she convinces people with cubs

Chapter 151 What is written!
Wu Wenbai threw Bai Xiucui aside, impatiently stepped forward, only took one look, and laughed loudly: "What kind of nonsense is written here!"

Song Qingyun: It's over, it's over.

Luo Wanshu looked down at the handwriting on the paper, and retorted suspiciously: "Is it so bad? I also think this poem is full of emotion and catchy, it is a rare masterpiece."

How could Wu Wenbai follow Luo Wanshu's words, afraid that everyone would not hear him, and shouted: "There is no artistic conception, no aesthetic feeling, forced rhymes, and piles of rhetoric! This kind of article is soulless and the lowest. !"

The little milk boy was very close to Luo Wanshu. When his mother wrote the first line, he guessed what was going on, but he was very smart and kept quiet.

Now the mother "praises" the poem, and the little milk baby agrees: "Uncle, are you serious? The baby thinks this poem is very well written!"

Luo Wanshu looked at the little milk baby with surprise hidden in her eyes.This little baby also knows how to cooperate with her, which is so rare.

Although Song Qingyun didn't know what the mother and son were communicating with each other with their eyes, she told Luo Wanshu just like a little milk baby, and said nonsense with her eyes open: "Mr. Wu, don't make random comments if you don't understand. How can you say this poem?" so bad?"

Wu Wenbai was determined to embarrass the Luo family, with a haughty look on his face, he quoted scriptures and attacked the poem from all angles.

He not only belittled Luo Wanshu's words, but also ridiculed her for her ugly handwriting, which was worse than that of a three-year-old child.

"This stall owner, you sell calligraphy and paintings. Let me tell you, how about Miss San's poem?" Wu Wenbai also complacently pulled a teammate.

The owner of the calligraphy and painting stall and Luo Wanshu were across the table. Of course, they also saw the poems she wrote, and their expressions were indescribable.

He wanted to speak for Luo Wanshu, but he wasn't as thick-skinned as Song Qingyun, so he faltered and replied: "Miss San's poems... still have a lot of room for improvement."

Luo Wanshu and the others: "..."

Wu Wenbai and other onlookers: "Hahaha!" The calligraphy and painting stall owner meant that Luo Wanshu's writing was not very good!

Seeing everyone looking at Luo Wanshu with disdain, Wu Wenbai felt relieved.His eyebrows were beaming and it was annoying: "I said long ago that writing articles depends on accumulating over time, not cramming. Third Miss should go back and study for a few more years."

Your coming and going also aroused Bai Xiucui's curiosity.Before she pretended to be bullied, Wu Wenbo stood up for her and stood behind him to wipe away tears. Now, while other people were not paying attention to her, she stepped forward, poked her head from Wu Wenbo's side, and looked at the words written by Luo Wanshu. poem.

Just after reading two sentences, her face turned pale.Stretching out her hand anxiously, tugging at Wu Wenbai's sleeve, Bai Xiucui whispered: "Cousin, let's go back..."

Wu Wenbai finally caused Luo Wanshu such a big embarrassment, how could he leave so easily?He glanced at Bai Xiucui confidently: "Cui Cui, I haven't finished commenting on Miss Luo San yet. By the way, you can also write poems. How about you take a look at this poem?"

Bai Xiucui belonged to him, he thought she would definitely stand by his side, but who knew she actually said guiltyly: "Cousin, this poem is actually not that bad..."

"What eyes do you have?" Wu Wenbo was very dissatisfied with her behavior of "defeating the battle".

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