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Chapter 75: Please eat oranges

"The sun came out in the west today? Asu was actually doing homework in the dormitory. Dean Tang told me that you didn't go to Phoenix City. I didn't believe it at first!"

"Shen Boyao, why don't you go back to the experiment? If you make sarcastic remarks to me, will Yang Yao wake up? Go back to the experiment as soon as possible. I won't have time to help you get the express delivery in three days. They are all plastic dolls."

"Huh? Which girl in Phoenix City has conquered a prodigal like you? Has the prodigal turned back? Could it be that you are also imitating the people of ancient times, preparing to work hard, become the top scorer in high school, and come back to marry your sweetheart?"

"Cough cough cough"

A woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a professional suit, showing off her proud figure, quickly pretended to cough and interrupted the romantic conversation between the two swingers.

"Ah, it turns out that Dean Tang is also here. Shen Boyao!" The person who spoke was Su Yuntang, who called Guo Dongming's father in Phoenix City yesterday. Today he did not go to Phoenix City again. According to other urine characteristics, he visits every weekend , Phoenix City is Su Yuntang's gentle hometown. But today is different. Guo's father gave him homework, six excellent poems, copied a hundred times.

"Xiao Su, what are you writing? You are working so hard! You are now Teacher Yuan's favorite student, do you have to give you homework on Sundays?" The woman is Tang Wange, the dean of Gangzhong Confucian College, a young woman in her early thirties, very A charming woman.

"Dean Tang, these are the six excellent poems that the students got in Phoenix yesterday. Only now do the students finally understand the painstaking efforts and teachings of the teacher in the past. Sure enough, there is heaven and there are people outside the world. Dean Tang, do you know, yesterday in Phoenix In Phoenix City, I met a master of poetry. He was so humble that he actually accepted students as his disciples. He also gave students a lot of advice on poetry. Listening to you is simply worth ten years of reading!" Su Yuntang told Guo Dad's evaluation is very pertinent, without exaggeration, and he speaks from the bottom of his heart.

Tang Wange and Shen Boyao knew that Su Yuntang had been a bit dandy and arrogant in the past. What kind of person could make Su Yuntang change so much?

"Oh? What poem can make us, the talented people from Suzhou University, extol it with praise?" Tang Wange was also a talented woman, and she also dabbled in poetry and poetry. She came to the desk where Su Yuntang had just written and took a look at what Su Yuntang had just written. Those few words.

Well, the font is like a strong man drawing his sword, with a moving expression. This Su Yuntang is worthy of being a Confucian scholar. Although he is usually a bit dandy, he is not in vain after all!

But if you look closely, it's like a thunder, exploding in your mind!

The first line of the poem on the rice paper is, looking back and smiling, the pink and white in the sixth palace have no color!

What kind of beauty is this? With only a dozen words, seemingly simple, the person who wrote this poem leads the readers into a flawless reverie.

Even Tang Wange, who has an outstanding appearance, can't help but think about how beautiful this beauty must be.

From the charming smile, to the perfect facial features, to everything about the beauty, as long as the beauty is beautiful, all of them are in the mind of the beauty.

This is why the Internet and photos are often not trustworthy. Only when you actually see them in person will you be disappointed!

And the next few sentences, "The beauty of the country and the city shocked everyone in the world."...

Although these five poems are well written, compared to the first poem, they are a bit weaker in artistic conception.

This first poem alone is simply amazing! And to write these six sentences in a row is definitely not an ordinary person.

Tang Wange was sure that these were not from ancient poetry books, because she had never seen these poems, so there was only one possibility: these poems were written by the person Su Yuntang mentioned.

If Tang Wange's thoughts were known to Guo Dongming, Guo Dongming would probably sell pickled fish.

He prostituted Tang poems and Song lyrics for nothing and sent one to the Confucian Academy every year. It is estimated that the reward he would get would be easier than his hard work every day thinking about how to advertise pickled fish.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he has money or not. The most important thing is that he likes to recite Tang poetry and Song lyrics.

Tang Wange looked at Su Yuntang in shock, "Who wrote this?"

"Guo Dongming!"

"Guo Dongming?"

When Su Yuntang finished saying the three words "Guo Dongming", Shen Boyao was also shocked.

"Do you know Shen Boyao too?" Su Yuntang saw the same surprised expression on Shen Boyao's face.

Shen Boyao said quickly, "I also saw him in Phoenix City yesterday. By the way, I remembered it. Dean Tang, this Guo Dongming also has a letter from Feihe that is exactly the same as yours. I didn't expect that he is also from our Gang. Someone from the Confucian Academy of China lied to me and said he was a student of the Negentropy Academy. This guy is dishonest!"

"Dad, Master, he is really a student of Negentropy Academy!" Su Yuntang explained quickly.

"When did the Negative Entropy Academy produce such a talented monk?" Tang Wange thought, "Did he take away Qinglian's Feihe Biography?"

...

When Guo Dongming saw that his positive emotion value reached more than 10,000 points, he stopped playing slot machines.

If you want to live a decent life, stay away from pornography, gambling and drugs!

Got thirty-eight oranges and two mangoes!

There were too many oranges, so I had to divide some! After all, the oranges might be too sour, so I took another mango and left it for Mr. Cup!

All the melon-eating people present had an orange in their hands!

Now there are not only fight scenes to watch, but also oranges to eat. This life is amazing!

Li Xiaobai, who had finally reread "Sauerkraut Fish", "The Devil's Tower" and "Black and White Impermanence", also came out of a small world. Li Xiaobai's mouth was a little dazed, and he felt a little awkward when speaking.

"Come on, the four of you must have worked so hard to perform so hard in such a hot environment! Eat an orange!" Guo Dongming trotted into the room, each person stuffing an orange in his hand, then exited the venue and continued to sit on the ground. , gnawing on his own apple.

[Li Xiaobai’s excitement value is 666,666,666, Mo Dao Chonglou’s happy emotion value is 222, Hei Wuchang’s positive emotion value is 100, and Bai Wuchang’s happy emotion value is 111]

Li Xiaobai was too lazy to peel the nectar after a long drought, just like Zhu Bajie eating a fruit, swallowing it in one gulp, regardless of whether the skin is bitter or not.

He is indeed a ruthless person!...Guo Dongming admires Li Xiaobai very much.

"Can you give me another orange?" Li Xiaobai was still not satisfied with the orange, so he ran to Guo Dongming weakly, wanting another orange.

"Here!" Guo Dongming was not stingy. Anyway, he drew a total of thirty-eight oranges. There were three people here, so they all had extra. Guo Dongming grabbed five oranges and gave them to Li Xiaobai.

[Li Xiaobai is extremely moved and has an emotional value of 999]

Good man, Li Xiaobai met a good man today! When he recovers his strength, he will definitely find the guy who gave him the multiple-choice questions, and he must vent his anger, even if he can't beat him!

[Bei Moting's happy mood value is 2, Yang Yunzhi's good mood value is 2...]

Anyway, as long as the veterans ate the fruits given by Guo Dongming, they all contributed a wave of positive emotional value. Although the income was not high, there were still several apples.

"Well?"

After everyone ate the fruit, about a few minutes later, everyone made sounds of surprise and disbelief.

"Sir, I was really wrong this time. I really don't dare to call myself the king in the future. I will definitely go back and practice diligently!" Demon Dao Chonglou looked frightened at first, and bowed in the air, very sincerely, and then turned into a king.

With Dai's appearance, Fang Tianhuaji also turned into a convertible, and while driving the car, he fled without even daring to look back.

"King, wait for us!" Hei Bai Wuchang hadn't reacted yet. By the time he did, Mo Dao Chonglou had already disappeared in his convertible, "I'm causing trouble to everyone, sorry for bothering you!".

"My realm..."

"I feel my Dantian is burning..."


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