I Will Be A Scumbag From Now On

With the admiration of the blue sky and the sea, the old men and the poetry can’t help applauding!

“This…Is this made by Little Xuan?”

Ye Qianling couldn’t believe it, and then asked Xiao Zun next to her.

“I can’t believe it. It’s rare in the world to write such a long but shocking poem in such a short period of time! I even suspect that he is plagiarizing!”

“Plagging It shouldn’t be, such a shocking poem, if it had been there before, it would have been spread through the ages, and Little Xuan must not be such a person!”

“Yes! Maybe he is really a genius! No, he is an evildoer!”

That Xiao Runing grandfather Xiao Qingcheng was also slowly shocked and surprised!

This poem is a poem of a level that he has hardly seen for so many years, and… it is still in the hands of a junior! It’s unbelievable!

“Lin Xuan, is this poem really your creation? Don’t think about it, I just think this poem is simply terrifying, and it’s really shocking to create it in such a short time !”

Lantianhai asked.

Lin Xuan nodded: “I created it myself, and only in such a short period of time. It mainly tells a beautiful and tactful love story, facing reality, facing power, facing my own My lover has to sacrifice myself to become my lover…”

“Needless to say, the whole poem gave me a sense of picture and story that I have never had before, telling a complete story. The story and the plot of having ups and downs are something I have never felt from people and a poem, and even now I know that poems can be written like this! It is possible to finish a life and finish a poem. The whole story!” Lantian Hai said in shock.

“The most important thing is that I wrote such a classic, such a high level of poetry in such a short time, I think it is less than one-tenth!”

An old man Exclaimed.

“Yes, this poem makes me feel sore in my nose. This story is so poignant, and the level of this poem is simply too high! Especially a few sentences in it are even more shocking to the world!”

“Quickly, bring me and see!”

Xiao Qingcheng extended the hand to Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan handed over the poem.

They gathered there one after another, and then…

The corners of their mouths twitched again.

Can this TM character be a bit more ugly?

Lantianhai couldn’t help writing the whole poem on the blackboard again! Everyone looked at it more carefully, and the more they looked at it, the more shocked it became!

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“Song of Everlasting Hatred, Song of Everlasting Hatred, the name of this poem…”

Lan Lanhai took a long breath.

Regardless of the name or the verse, this poem is simply beautiful!

“Furthermore… This poem is about a very beautiful woman, and then it tells the story. The whole poem expresses too much, no wonder Little Xuan writes it like this It’s so long because of these emotions and realistic expressions, just a few sentences, more than a dozen sentences can’t be written at all!”

Xiao Qingcheng admired it!

Xiao Runing was also conquered by this picture!

Is this really Lin Xuan?

Are you kidding me?

And Xiao Xinyue…

She feels that she has been pitted!

I was cheated by this elder sister, and also by Lin Xuan!

The height of this poem is too high, Yan Jing Si is no longer enough, it is a poem that has been passed down through the ages! She bet she seemed to be losing.

And Su Zhiming has nothing to say! Although they think it is impossible! Is really impossible! In such a short time, this quality poem…

“Young Master Lin, the level of your poem and the time it takes to create this poem is a bit too unimaginable, right? Excuse me for offense, most of you may think that Unbelievable.”

Su Zhiming couldn’t help but said.

“So Young Master Su thinks I copied it?”

“No no no, I just think it’s incredible.”

Su Zhiming said.

“Yes, yeah, I wrote eight hundred and four crosses in ten minutes. Such an exquisite song of Long Hatred is too exaggerated!”

“We can’t compare, but we want Young Master Lin, can you prove yourself!”

“…”

Everyone discusses spiritedly.

“Proof…”

Lin Xuan rubbed his chin.

Then Lin Xuan paced slowly.

“The cloud wants clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to reveal Huanong.

If it weren’t for Qunyushantou, I would meet at Yaotai on the moon.”

Everyone The eyes lit up suddenly.

“Clouds want clothes and flowers want to show up…”

Lantianhai couldn’t help muttering to himself in awe-inspiring way.

Everyone: “…”

Three steps into a poem?

Yes, Lin Xuan took three steps!

Su Zhiming clenched his fists!

This TM is another poem that has been passed down through the ages!

Xiao Runing and Xiao Xinyue’s beautiful eyes also shine.

Then Lin Xuan paced again.

“There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Take a look at the city, and then look at the country.”

Everyone: “…”

” If it’s not enough…”

Lin Xuan continued to pace.

“The bright clouds are like the moon covered by light clouds, fluttering like the snow flowing back to the wind.”

……

“female beauty captivating even the birds and beasts birds and beasts are frightened, shame flowers and moonflowers are melancholy…”

Sentence after sentence of shocking poems came out of Lin Xuan’s mouth.

Everyone: “…”

Yes, they are speechless! And Su Zhiming’s face was even more stiff.

“So now I should have finished explaining why I can make the song of Long Regret of 844 Cross in ten minutes, right?”

Lin Xuan asked Su Zhiming!

Su Zhiming gritted his teeth, then gave Lin Xuan a fist.

“It’s Young Master Lin extraordinary natural talent, I can’t wait!”

“hahaha ——”

Xiao Zun and the others have bright eyes!

Good deed, it’s incredible. I knew my daughter had a unique vision for a long time. Didn’t expect Lin Xuan to have such a shocking literary talent! I found the treasure! If these two give birth to a little baby, wouldn’t it be…perfect gene with perfect gene…perfect!

No way, no way, hurry up and live!

They are full of red light. How much face did the son-in-law Lin Xuan fight for them?

“Sister, he doesn’t know how to write poetry?”

Xiao Xinyue looked towards Xiao Runing a little desperately.

“I want to know more.”

Xiao Runing is also helpless.

Lan Tianhai walked down and couldn’t help but pat Lin Xuan on the shoulder.

“A genius is definitely a genius! Three steps into a poem, every sentence, every capital is a level that has been passed down through the ages! Lin Xuan, if you do not study in this area, it is the loss of our entire continent.”

Lin Xuan laughed, and then shook his head: “No, I have no interest in this aspect. Although I love learning, I want to put my mind more on cultivation now! After all, it is still an era of strength is respected. .”

“It’s a pity, it’s a pity, it’s a pity.”

Lan Lanhai sighed long.

“The inside…Blue Uncle, that is the song of long hatred, can you put it in the textbook?”

“Of course, of course!”

Lin Xuan grinned.

“Many thanks Blue Uncle!” Then he turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Xinyue.

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

After that, countless students expressed their hatred of Lin Xuan, because they added a must-have poem of 844 crosses, the song of long hatred! Tortured students who don’t know how many.