Cheng Xingyun, who is accustomed to being praised, has no meaning of improvement in his writing skills.

After all, everyone thinks he writes great, so why bother to study and think about it? What he writes is already on the ceiling, so where does it need to make progress?

Now that he wanted to write a manuscript or poem to retort Mr. Lei Shenxian, Cheng Xingyun held it in for a long time, and finally got it in.

Mr. Thor is a pig,

Thick skin,

Lots of meat,

Big head,

Stupid,

Ah, kill and eat meat.

After Cheng Xingyun finished writing, he was preparing to polish it, but after reading it over and over again, he felt that his writing was too perfect and there was no need to add anything more.

Then he submitted the manuscript to Shengchengzi Newspaper.

Editor of Shengchengzi Newspaper:???

What did I see when I stepped on the horse?

In the past, because Cheng Xingyun's reputation was easy to use, he posted more poems he wrote, which could also bring the sales of the newspaper. But now this poem...

Although the editor was very immense, after thinking about it, he still sent it to the editor-in-chief.

It is not simple to be the editor-in-chief of such gossip and erotic newspapers, but they are all very thoughtful.

Although the poem written by Cheng Xingyun is as disgusting as shit, Mr. Thunder is now popular. They have taken advantage of it and they can't say that they can bring sales with them.

This is a double-edged sword, but it depends on whether they dare to gamble.

In fact, it’s okay if you lose the bet. Even if you scold them, you will come to buy newspapers. At most, you will scold more afterwards. But with Cheng Xingyun in front of you, what are they afraid of?

After the editor figured it out, he decided to send the poem out.

"Tomorrow it will be in a prominent position. We will make the decision to make this wave of popularity of Mr. Thunder!" After the editor explained this, the editor understood what was going on.

Although his eyes hurt when he read that poem, it doesn't matter. What does the editor-in-chief's decision have to do with him, a little editor?

The next day, this poem was indeed published. Although Shengchengzi Newspaper is not big, its sales are still pretty good. There is only so much entertainment information now, and a little bit of news can make everyone discuss for a long time.

Therefore, the newspaper mentioned Mr. Thunder God, who followed the trend and paid money, and did not have money to work hard, so he helped him yell and brought sales.

Shengchengzi reported today's sales have indeed reached several levels.

The editor-in-chief Midea almost started counting money in the office.

Wei Zhi was paying attention to this matter. When he heard that Zibao was causing trouble, he immediately brought the newspaper back to Chunmian to read.

Looking at his level of poetry writing, watching Cheng Xingyun ignore his name and write his big name behind the poem, Chunmian smiled, then waved his hand to signal Wei Zhi to know.

Only Uncle Chang knows that Chunmian is Mr. Thunder, and Wei Zhi doesn't know for the time being.

It’s not that Chunmian doesn’t believe in Wei Zhi, and the fewer people know about this kind of thing, the better. This vest is quite useful. Chunmian is not going to take it off, so he keeps using it.

Cheng Xingyun wrote poems to scold himself, but he was so obviously shallow that Chunmian was not ready to reply too high-end, for fear that the other party would not understand.

After thinking about it, I picked up my pen and wrote a limerick poem.

The next day, Shengcheng Daily put this poem in the lower right corner of the homepage. This position was already very conspicuous. It can be seen that not only Zibao wanted to take advantage of the popularity, but the Daily also wanted to take advantage of it, but the other person's approach was more implicit.

[It's amazing to travel, I have been living abroad for five years and I have little hair. Yesterday I picked up my poem and read it carefully. It's all about grass.]

Cheng Xingyun originally took New Poems to find his friends and sorrow friends. Everyone had dinner, drank and wine, and then studied his newlywed poems together.

Many people have started to close their eyes because of their short mouths and look at the Cheng family's face.

They ate from dark to dawn, and then Shengcheng Daily came out.

"Come on, let's bet, will that Mr. Pig God fight back?" Cheng Xingyun had woken up and was making a bet with his friends.

"I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can see his level."

"Hey, actually Mr. Pig God's level is that way, and it may not be very powerful. It's not something that everyone praises. It doesn't look like a poem about Xingyun. It's quite meaningful to read it carefully."

"That's right, it's Brother Xingyun."

...

After everyone whispered for a long time, Cheng Xingyun's entourage brought back a daily report, and his expression was complicated.

Cheng Xingyun was probably confident and didn't even look at the hinting look that the followers gave him. He just pulled the newspaper over and went to read it together.

Then I saw Chunmian’s reply.

After reading it, everyone was strangely silent for a while, afraid that Cheng Xingyun would be embarrassed, and a few clever ones had already reacted and began to criticize Chunmian's poems for being nonsense!

"But that's it."

"It's far from Brother Xingyun. He doesn't even count as limericks like this. How can Brother Xingyun write modern poetry with artistic conception?"

"What are you talking about? Brother Xingyun, come on, brother, crush him and let him see our level!"

...

After seeing Chunmian's retort, Cheng Xingyun's expression was indeed ugly for a while, but listening to the boasting around him, he felt that he was still powerful.

Then pick up the pen again, as for the level, refer to the previous one.

Cheng Xingyun did not stop, and Chunmian naturally would not stop. At first, it was a limerick, and then Chunmian began to write lyrics. Later, Chunmian wrote long poems, not only scolding Cheng Xingyun, but Cheng Xingzhu did not let go!

Chunmian felt that she could not lose her roots and ends. After all, the purpose of writing the article at the beginning was to criticize Cheng Xingzhu with disgust, so she also brought her with her.

Originally, public opinion was caused by the fact that Mr. Thunder God and Cheng Xingyun fought with poetry. After all, the two of them were one day, and they scolded each other through the newspaper, and everyone was enjoying it.

Of course, the level of the two people is also a visible gap in the naked eye. There is a trench between them and a Pacific Ocean, which is probably the case.

Of course, the ceiling is Mr. Thunder, and the mud pool is naturally Cheng Xingyun.

But because there was a group of blowjobs around him, he made Cheng Xingyun flutter. He didn't feel his level, and he was even complacent, thinking that he wrote very well.

Cheng Xingzhu originally thought that public opinion about her could finally pass. After all, the two of them had been fighting for poetry for half a month, and public opinion had long been on Cheng Xingyun.

Cheng Xingyun left himself alone in the restaurant last time, which made Cheng Xingzhu secretly hate him. So now that the public opinion is on Cheng Xingyun, Cheng Xingzhu doesn’t feel guilty, but instead is glad that he finally came out!

As a result, before she could celebrate her arrival, Chunmian dragged her into the water again, and didn't even give her time to get a lifebuoy, so she just pressed it!
Chapter completed!