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"This is definitely not a poem you can make!"

Chen Xuansi was stuck in his throat, but he still wanted to refute a few sentences: "The quality of poems of this level is definitely higher than that of everyone in the literary world. How can you write such poems in such a state of mind when you are young and inexperienced?"

"Second Uncle, your sentence is wrong, you can't write it, why don't you allow Eleven to write it?"

Chen Baiguang stood up and defended Eleven at this moment: "Is it you who is here to make trouble? You are the one who said to make three moves? Now that Eleven is making three songs in a row, is it you who is questioning?"

"It's okay to target my father at ordinary times, but don't look at the occasion today, second uncle, what do you want?"

These words fell into Chen Dashuai's ears, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

"Hmph, don't talk to me about anything else. If he can compose a poem with a deep sense of irony and make me unable to connect, I apologize to your father."

Chen Xuansi was in a hurry, and directly apologized: "And I won't trouble your father again, I, Chen Xuansi, said so."

When Chen Boguang heard this, his expression immediately became serious, and he looked at Eleven again.

If the second uncle doesn't bother his father again, the birthday party will be much smoother in the future.

Chen Xuansi still had a purpose, which directly restricted Lin Shishi's performance.

Even Marshal Chen became awestruck.

"Eleventh..." A few seconds later, Chen Baiguang suppressed all his emotions and said to Lin Shishi in a tone full of deep meaning.

Lin Shishi didn't speak, but nodded and stepped forward: "If I write a poem with a satirical style, will Vice Chairman Chen really apologize to Ah Chen's father?"

"I am the dignified Vice-Chairman Chen, and I promise nothing but nothing." A fierce light flashed in Chen Xuansi's eyes.

The three poems just now were too shocking to hold.

But satirical verse is different.

As long as the quality is not as bad as the three songs of "Spring Hope", basically they can be connected.

"It's definitely not because of connections that this guy can climb to the position of vice chairman." Zhang Jiahao was amazed.

Chen Xuansi was obviously at a disadvantage, but he could turn his disadvantage into an advantage in one sentence.

If you can't catch up, apologize to Dashuai Chen.

It's all bullshit.

How could the satirical verse fail to catch up?

As long as you want to connect, there is nothing you can't connect with.

Just like Zhang Jiahao's previous "stupid" poem.

If you want to pick it up, you can still pick it up, but it will save some face.

But the three poems of Chunwang are different, too shocking, unless the poems of the same quality are made.

Otherwise, you won't be able to pick it up at all, and if you pick it up, you'll be humiliating yourself.

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Shishi started to move.

He first took the first step, pretending to be thinking.

Immediately, he stared at Chen Xuansi with a scrutinizing look.

When he reached the third step, he began to read a poem: "Cook beans for soup, and boil beans for juice."

Chen Xuansi was stared at by the other party, and when he heard the two poems he read out, he frowned.

What kind of satirical verse is this?

Even Tang Zhendong snorted: "Sure enough, it's limiting your performance. It's really not working. Do you want to use crops as a metaphor?"

Soon, Lin Shishi walked to the fifth step and read two more sentences: "Oscaria burns under the cauldron, and beans weep in the cauldron."

Thinking of this, Chen Xuansi's expression changed.

Tang Zhendong immediately calmed down. Experience told him that if he pushes again, he will be slapped in the face.

Chen Xuansi's eyes became complicated and his expression was wonderful. I don't know what he was thinking.

When Lin Shiyi reached the seventh step, the last two lines directly sublimated the whole poem: "It was originally born from the same root, so why is it too urgent?"

After listening to the last two sentences, Chen Xuansi's complex eyes showed a different light.

From complicated to amazed, then shocked, and finally filled with deep guilt.

"It's from the same root, so why bother each other..." Chen Xuansi didn't even have the strength to stand up.

This poem covers the whole process from the time of Chen Xuansi's father's death to the present.

This poem is actually used in ancient times when brothers killed each other.

Now it is not too much to describe and compare Chen Xuansi.

He and Lin Shishidou did not compose a poem in the whole process, what a shame.

"I..." Chen Xuansi opened his mouth wide, unable to utter a few words for a long time, and finally could only slump on the chair powerlessly.

"Seven steps...a poem in seven steps..." Zhang Jiahao was stunned, and was shocked by Lin Shiyi's speed of composing poems.

From the very beginning, it takes fifty steps to start composing poems, then thirty steps, then twenty steps.

And now seven steps into a poem, and it is written while walking!

what does this mean?

He has the talent to become a master in the literary world!

With a bang, Tang Zhendong kicked Xu Zixiang's seat, furious: "I've told you so many times to stop arguing, don't make noise, why do you keep disturbing me? It makes me feel restless now."

The seat was kicked away, Xu Zixiang lost his balance and fell to the ground.

He wanted to cry without tears.

I thought to myself that I didn't say a word the whole time, so why did I blame it for no reason?

After fully waking up, Chen Xuansi's face was full of fear: "Can you tell me, at what age did you start composing poetry?"

Lin Shishi thought about it for a while and said, "I just got here today, so I just made a few random songs."

"puff--"

At the same time, Chen Xuansi fainted from bloodshot eyes.

Listen, is this what people say?

Uncle Chen, who was already carrying all kinds of negative emotions, added fuel to the fire on the [-]th.

"Second Uncle!" Chen Baiguang trotted over, helped Second Uncle and shouted, "Second Uncle, don't get dizzy, you haven't apologized to my father yet!"

"Quick, send to the hospital." With a wave of Chen Dashuai's hand, two or three security guards rushed in and carried Chen Xuansi away.

Then they were all stopped by Chen Yi: "I will deliver it myself."

"The ability to bear it is really bad. It's not as good as Auntie Jiang and Auntie Bian." Lin Shishi slandered silently.

In the end, the farce ended with Chen Xuansi fainting and sent to the hospital.

The banquet is still going on.

It didn't end until seven o'clock in the evening.

Before the guests left, they all wanted to win Vice President Lin over.

The talent he showed at the banquet was too terrifying.

Now that he has a place in the Hanzhou Association at a young age, he will definitely be a prominent figure in this society in the future.

If you don't win at this time, when will you wait?

Especially Wei Dalong, when he came up, he was close: "Vice President Lin, are you interested in following me?"

"Don't try to get close or win over, he's mine." Chen Baiguang dispelled Wei Dalong's idea when he came up.

Eleven belongs to oneself alone.

When Wei Dalong heard that Chen Boguang rejected Lin Shishi, he wanted to say something, and then thought of the previous exchange between the little bald head and the adjutant.

Holy crap, the little bald head doesn't want to be crooked, does he?

"Little bald head, you have misunderstood, I am not trying to grab your boyfriend, uh...girlfriend..."

Wei Dalong tried his best to explain: "What I mean is that I opened a music company recently, and I heard that Vice President Lin's musical attainments are close to that of a master of music. I want to hire him to come to my company as the chief musician."

"Chief musician? What about this identity?" Lin Shiyi was stunned.

"That's not true, the chief musician is to show your specialness." Wei Dalong smiled and wooed: "I will give you a commission of up to [-]%."

Chen Baiguang stood in front of him and said, "Eleventh is a person who knows how to repay his kindness and will never leave Blooming, Dalong, give up your heart."

"Hey..." Wei Dalong lowered his head and sighed, why is he such a pedantic thing?

It's not good to like anyone, but I like men, no, boys...

It's what is often said on the Internet... a rotten man?