When Shen Youwei said this, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

That’s not right. If it wasn’t Mr. Bujie who came, then why isn’t his poem among the three selected poems?

A conspiracy? Impossible. With so many gentlemen, how could there be a conspiracy?

"Well, I wonder what masterpiece you have today. Given your poetic talent, you should be selected."

Upon hearing this, Du Ziteng smiled confidently and gave the answer he had already thought of.

"Since it is about the world of games, it is naturally about the poems of the world of games, so it may not be so popular. But I think, even so, my poems are much better than theirs."

"Especially this damn Zhu Cheng, what kind of crap did he write that actually made it out of the circle?"

Su Chengcheng stood up immediately upon hearing that and looked angrily at the person downstairs. She was stunned for a moment when she saw the murderous look in his eyes.

Du Ziteng? Is this my brother's friend? Looking to the side, it turned out to be my dog ​​who is better than my brother.

Well, you actually dared to come to the brothel to select the most beautiful woman, do you think your father's whip is no longer enough? And you, your scoundrel friends, actually dared to belittle me, just wait and see how I will deal with you when I get home.

But because her brother was there, she didn't dare to speak. Others might not recognize her, but how could her brother, who lived with her day and night, not recognize her? "I wonder if the layman can recite the game by himself."

Shen Youwei was half-believing and half-doubting at this time. After all, the article was a natural talent, and it was possible that it would not be selected.

It was this shifty, cynical, lecherous look that did not match the image she had imagined in her mind.

"Okay, listen carefully!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Du Ziteng, and Du Ziteng's vanity was instantly satisfied.

“Ahem~”

"The pipa plays the Liangzhou song, and Youwei is here to seek a husband. I stand out from the crowd, and Youwei is crying tonight."

“Puff~”

“Hahahaha…I’m dying of laughter.”

"Haha, what a Youwei cry, it really speaks out the thoughts of my generation."

"I told you so. I thought this bastard Du Ziteng had finally come to his senses and could write poetry. Sure enough, this is the Du Ziteng I know."

Du Ziteng is a playboy after all, how is it possible that no one knows him?

I didn't say it just now because I was surprised, doubtful and uncertain.

Compared to the laughter of others, Shen Youwei's face was full of anger and a blush was rising.

"Sir, please respect yourself... No, people like you are not worthy of Youwei calling you sir."

"A lay Buddhist who does not abstain from discipline? ... Ha!"

If she hadn't been living in a brothel and living under someone else's roof, Shen Youwei would have called him a shameless rapist.

At this time, Du Ziteng looked around with dissatisfaction and suddenly became unhappy.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny? Isn't that what you all think?"

As he spoke, Du Ziteng looked at Shen Youwei with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Since you can't afford the car, let's just play with the stone.

"Youwei, I advise you to choose me. I have plenty of money. If you choose me, as long as you serve me well and make me feel comfortable, then it is not impossible for me to redeem you."

"If you don't agree, I will make you scream for countless nights in the future."

"You're going to have to entertain guests sooner or later, aren't you?"

Wow, what a great sword! Suddenly, this thought came to the minds of countless people!

Du Ziteng only meant one thing, that is, if you don't let me sleep tonight, you will definitely have to let me sleep when you open the door to receive guests in the future, and then I will torture you to death.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, including Shen Youwei.

hesitate……

Yes, Shen Youwei hesitated.

At this time, Fu Yunshuang beside Li Xiuzhu finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"You shameless pervert, it's fine if you just pretend to be someone else, but you actually use coercion and bribery to do this. You really bring shame to all men in the world."

Du Ziteng looked up when he heard the voice and immediately saw a person looking down at him.

Even from a distance, he could tell that the other person was not very old, had red lips and white teeth, and was very handsome.

Du Ziteng's face suddenly turned dark. He hated these pretty boys the most.

"Where did you come from, little yellow-haired boy? You're still wet behind the ears. You should go home and have sex with your mother."

But at this moment, I heard my brother-in-law's soft voice.

"It's better than some people who are old and pretend to be someone else, using threats and bribes... They are really living a dog's life at their age."

Fu Yunshuang's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately knew that it was her brother-in-law who was helping her.

"Humph, it's better than some people who are older and pretend to be someone else, using threats and bribes."

"I've really lived like a dog at my age."

Du Ziteng's eyes dimmed when he heard this. He looked at Fu Yunshuang and said with a half-smile, "You said I was an impostor? Do you have any evidence? If you have the guts, ask Master Bujie to come out and prove it."

"You... I know Mr. Bujie, so I naturally know that you are not him."

Du Ziteng felt a little uneasy when he heard this, but only slightly.

"You said you knew him, so you knew him. I said he knew him, so you ask him if I am a lay Buddhist who does not abstain from discipline."

The "he" that Du Ziteng was talking about was naturally Su Chengcheng's brother Su Can.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Su Can was under a lot of pressure at this time. Facing countless pairs of eyes, it was the first time he felt nervous.

But for the sake of my brothers, I have no choice but to stick by them.

"That's right, Brother Du is the lay Buddhist who doesn't want to be disciplined."

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in, and the four pieces of paper on the table were blown away in the blink of an eye, leaving only the last piece held down by Li Xiuzhu's paperweight.

At this moment, Fu Yunshuang subconsciously became anxious.

“Oh, my poem.”

"Don't move, don't move, don't ruin my poem."

Pieces of white paper floated around and scattered. Some fell on the third floor, some fell on the second floor, two fell on the first floor, and one happened to fall in front of Shen Youwei.

Shen Youwei picked up the paper in front of her and was about to return it to Fu Yunshuang, but after just one glance, she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Today I was spending a leisurely day in the Red Mansion when I suddenly heard Shang Lin singing.

She finally appeared after being called for many times, still holding the pipa and half covering her face.

The sound of turning the axis and plucking the strings a few times, the emotion is already there before the melody is formed.

The strings are suppressed and the sounds are full of thoughts, as if telling the story of a lifetime of frustration.

He lowered his brows and continued to play the piano, expressing all the infinite things in his heart.

Good, good poem, and she had seen this word before.

As a fan of Bujie Jushi and a great member of Shanglinyuan, she had naturally seen that song of resentment.

The characters in the two sentences are exactly the same, and when I think of what Fu Yunshuang said about having met Mr. Bujie, and the words he said in a hurry: my poem.

Shen Youwei immediately understood that this was talking about himself.

Of course I know myself, and of course I know that the person before was a fake.

Yes, that's the only way to explain it.

Shen Youwei was immediately excited.

"Poetry, bring those poems over here."

Fu Yunshuang was immediately unhappy when Cuiyun was asked to pick up the paper.

"You woman, that's my poem."

This was just given to me by my brother-in-law, and this woman actually wanted to snatch it. Damn it, I felt sorry for her just now.

Shen Youwei suddenly woke up and quickly apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, Master. It was Youwei's fault for not asking for your opinion."

"It was just that Youwei saw that the poem written on the paper seemed to be written about Youwei, and Youwei was so excited that she acted rudely."

"Also, the person Youwei mentioned just now is not the one who was pretending to be her. Please forgive me. Youwei didn't know that the person was a fake."

At this moment, everyone was stunned, and everyone looked at Fu Yunshuang with disbelief in their eyes.

"Impossible, how could Layman Bujie be such a child?"

2210 words, plus the 80 extra words from the previous chapter, it makes a total of 280 words for you, which is exactly 20 seven-line regulated verses.

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