Evil King

Chapter 1086 This is how the greatest poet was born!

Qiao Ying smiled and stood on the sidelines.

“Oh… this and that…” Jun Moxie deliberately deliberately, it seems that today will be a big plagiarism for a while.

“Xueyan is right! Then I will write a poem for you to give to Xueyan.” Jun Moxie cleared his throat, and the women looked at him with expectant eyes. Naturally, there is a lot of gloating. .

For example, Miao Xiaomiao, now he almost laughed. You are the only martial artist…you dare to say that you can write poetry? At most, he wrote some nondescript limericks! Humph, I have to watch you make a fool of myself today! Do you still want to compare with my Jun Ye?

“Well… I have it! Xueyan’s grace and demeanor gave me inspiration.” Jun Moxie paced three steps and snapped his fingers: “Yun wants clothes to be beautiful and beautiful, and spring breeze is blowing. If it weren’t for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet at Yaotai Moonlight!”

The girls were shocked instantly!

Miao Xiaomiao was so shocked that he couldn’t speak!

Is this Jun Moxie really an evildoer? ! It seems that he has only considered such a short period of time and made a poem after three steps, and it is still so meaningful, which is in line with Mei Xueyan’s identity and temperament…

This poetic sentiment may not be inferior to my Jun Ye…

No, it should be accidental… it must be accidental…

“Okay, okay, now it’s the turn of the cold.” Mei Xueyan was praised by her lover first, and then she was so satisfied with such a beautiful poem that could be passed down through the ages, her brows and eyes were filled with happy smiles, but her mouth was full of happy smiles. Hurry up.

“The cold… the cold… well, there is it!” Jun Moxie frowned and turned around twice, then snapped his fingers again: “I have it again. The monarch looked with a smile; explaining that the spring breeze is infinite hate, Chenxiang Pavilion is leaning against Langan to the north!”

Eyeballs bounce around!

Jun Moxie actually has this hand! The two sentences of “infinite hatred” and “leaning on langan” in this poem are really in line with Guan Qinghan’s unique temperament, that kind of hazy sadness…

Genius…

Little stars appeared in the eyes of the girls.

Dugu Xiaoyi was the only one among the women who had ever seen Jun Moxie write poems. It was at the Jinqiu Talent Banquet that day, but thinking of the’poems’ made by Jun Moxie at that time, even Dugu Xiaoyi felt ashamed. : Want to have a relationship with me? It’s not good if it’s not beautiful; don’t tell me love, I’m too bad; don’t be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend; don’t provoke me, I make you vomit blood;…

That is also called poetry? That is just unbearable rubbish! It’s just a pool of shit with a little character…

So Dugu Xiaoyi never expected that one day Jun Moxie would be able to make poems, even if it was a limerick…

Now, with all the things in front of him, Dugu Xiaoyi’s mouth opened wider and wider… Later, she couldn’t help but rubbed her eyes vigorously. Is this… really Jun Moxie? Am I dreaming?

Miao Xiaomiao also rubbed his eyes, which is so shocking…

If you insist that you came across a poem by accident, or you can barely make it, but the second poem comes out again, or is it accidental?

Finally, under the expectation and persecution of the women, Jun Moxie composed a poem for each of the beauties present, which was considered to have suppressed this grievance.

In the end, even Qiao Ying received a poem from Jun Moxie: There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, one look at Qingrencheng, and then Qingrenguo; if you don’t know the city and the country, you are hard to find a beautiful woman.

Happy to everyone!

Everyone looked at Jun Moxie’s eyes with admiration! so amazing! Too awesome! In less than a blink of an eye, a few poems came out, and each capital is a classic among the classics!

Even the first-rate poet in the world has no such talent!

He really is the greatest poet…

If Jun Moxie knew their thoughts, he would definitely be very depressed: It turns out that the greatest poets were all forced out like this…

Only Miao Xiaomiao was a little bit more depressed in admiration: How could this guy be so powerful? He looks so sissy, not masculine, but so talented in poetry, God is really blind…

If Jun Moxie knew what Miao Xiaomiao was thinking, he would probably spit out blood. I just look a little more handsome, is there a sissy? Why is it not masculine? !

Seeing that all the women were looking at Young Master with admiration, everyone was grinning and seemed very satisfied. Miao Xiaomiao felt uncomfortable, so she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, huh, as for such admiration? It’s just a few crooked poems, where is like my Jun Ye, even music…

Thinking about it, the jade hand flicked a few times on the strings, a trace of nostalgia and longing appeared in his eyes: Jun Ye…Where are you? Do you know how I miss you now?

If you come here now, how good is the arrogance of this evil monarch for a moment? Let them know that my Jun Ye is the best…

This plucking of the strings brought the women back to their senses: Poetry made him fool around, but what about the tunes? What about one song per person?

Humph, this guy actually composed music for Miao Xiaomiao alone! no! It is simply tolerable or unbearable!

I have to say that when a woman’s jealousy comes up, it is very terrifying. Although the girls already know that Jun Moxie didn’t make that song specifically for Miao Xiaomiao, but as long as the woman decides that you are, you are, and it is not!

so……

Jun Moxie was still enjoying his admiring gaze with pride a moment ago, but The next moment was suddenly caught in a condemnation…

Composing!

And it’s the old rule, one song per person!

This requirement made Young Master Jun almost vomiting blood for three liters!

“Well, after listening to so many poems, you must be tired of listening. I will go and see what Tang Fatty is doing. Don’t let this kid harm our Evil Monarch Mansion…” Jun Moxie wanted to slip away if he found a reason. , But Mei Xueyan stopped at the door one step in advance.

Then Dugu Xiaoyi and others swarmed over, blocking the door tightly.

Want to go? It’s beautiful, no way!

Seeing a group of female princes at the door, Young Master Jun only smiled bitterly, and shouted in his heart: Help…

“You beauties, just do it… I tell you that this composition is not about eating Chinese cabbage. It must be inspired first, plus a period of brewing, and then a little bit of deliberation. It takes several changes to the draft to achieve the prototype, but you don’t know the difficulty of this composition…” Jun Moxie said with a sad face.Junda Young Master played a bitter drama here, hoping to win the forgiveness of the women, but he didn’t expect things to be counterproductive. Instead of arousing sympathy, his pitiful appearance has played a role in fueling the flames.

All the women’s aura seemed to rise again, each of them flushed, Jun Moxie was a little bit confused for a moment, and the monk was puzzled…

“Well, it turns out that Moxie Big Brother dislikes me and doesn’t know what music is, so you never tell me about music! No wonder you have no interest in composing music in front of me…” Dugu Xiaoyiyi Said with his mouth. The little girl’s eyes are full of crystals, and she has the meaning of crying at any time…

Jun Da Young Master was a bit silly, “What did I say? What did I say? I didn’t say anything…”

“What else do we need to say? We don’t understand the difficulty of composing. We know that eating Chinese cabbage. I really envy the Miao sister. They have a caring husband. They have similar interests. That’s a perfect match. , You don’t need to say, we all understand!” Mei Xueyan said a little Yin & Yang strangely.

Mei Damei looks to be dismantled today…

Junda Young Master seems to be more than a little stupid, he almost collapsed, his eyes straightened: This is all the other, I don’t mean that! Isn’t this wronging people?

Miao Xiaomiao hurriedly persuaded: “Everyone, Big sis, what the monarch said is the truth. The most important thing about composition is inspiration. If there is no inspiration, then no matter how powerful a genius is!”

“Well, it turns out that there is no inspiration for being with us. Why do you say that the husband of Miao’s sister is so inspired? It seems that the couple is still in a good relationship…” Han Yanmeng pouted his lips and said sourly.

Jun Moxie retreated completely, completely depressed, and reluctantly begged for mercy: “This thing is not anxiously said to have, I can’t even be a god, grandma, please forgive me…”

It’s not necessarily a difficult thing to say that it’s not a difficult thing to play in Junda Young. There are a lot of classic songs in his memory, but he can’t get used to the temper of this group of women, otherwise they will ask if there is nothing to do in the future. Come on, then even if I remember more, it won’t help. Sooner or later I will sit and eat…

Besides, it’s not uncommon to take out too much at once…

The women saw Junda’s Young Master’s look of anger and frustration. Actually they were not fake, but they focused their attention on Guan Qinghan. When it comes to poetry and poetry, Guan Qinghan can be said to be a great expert in this way. Zhijun Moxie, a plagiarism expert, is even stronger, but at this time, everyone is willing to listen to her opinion.

Guan Qinghan did not join forces to attack Young Master like the other women just now, for no other reason, but because of what happened by Miao Xiaomiao just now, she fell into deep thought. Okay, to own…love!

The girls locked their gazes on Guan Qinghan’s body, causing her to wake up instantly, and said softly: “Sisters, Mo Xie is a good saying. Whether writing lyrics, composing music, reciting poems, writing paintings, all good products must have their own ideas. Although Mo Xie’s talent was Transcendent, he had already made so many verses for us just now. He was too talented and forced him to compose music. It was indeed difficult for others. Even if he did it reluctantly, it would definitely be a sloppy work. It is better not to do it. Please consider it, sisters!”

Guan Qinghan didn’t open his mouth easily, but once he spoke, what he said would be true. As soon as the women heard her, this was indeed the truth. After discussing it for a while, I still made a request: it is indeed a little difficult for you to have one song for each person today, but you still have to make a song, and you must be satisfied with it. Until everyone is satisfied, I can’t be compared by others’ “Miao Xiaomiao’s good husband Mo Junye”… Support the author, support genuine reading!)