"It turns out that the young master is not a layman. Youwei likes the grievances you wrote very much. Youwei is very happy that the layman can come today."
When Shen Youwei said this, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
That's not right. If he is a non-Jie layman, then why are there no poems by him among the three poems selected?
Shady story? Impossible, there are so many gentlemen, how can it be possible that they are shady?
"Well, I don't know if the young master has any good works today, but he should be chosen because of his poetic talent."
Du Ziteng smiled confidently when he heard this and said the answer he had thought of for a long time.
"Since it is a game world, naturally it is a game world poem, so it may not be so handed down. But I feel that even so, my poems are much better than theirs."
"Especially this piece of shit Zhucheng, what kind of thing did he write, and he can actually get out of the siege?"
When Su Chengcheng heard this, he stood up immediately and looked angrily at the people downstairs. His eyes were full of murderous intent and he was stunned for a moment.
Du Ziteng? Is this his brother's friend? Looking to the side, he saw that it was his brother Bibi.
Okay, you dare to come to a brothel to choose an oiran. Do you think your father's whip can't be wielded anymore?
And you dare to belittle me, you're such a cuckold friend, let's see how I deal with you when I get home.
But because of her brother's presence, she didn't dare to speak after all. Others may not recognize her, but can they recognize her brother who she spends day and night with?
"I wonder if the layman's game can be recited by myself."
Shen Youwei was dubious at this time. After all, the article was made by nature, and it was possible to get it by chance even if it was not selected.
It was this cynical and cynical appearance of a thief that did not match the image she imagined in her heart.
"It's easy to say, listen up!"
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Du Ziteng, and Du Ziteng's vanity was instantly satisfied.
"Ahem~"
"The pipa plays the Liangzhou poem, and Youwei and everyone are here to find a son-in-law. I stand out from the crowd, and Youwei is howling tonight."
"Pfft~"
"Hahahaha... I'm laughing so hard."
"Haha, what a young Wei howling, it really expresses the feelings of our generation."
"Let me tell you, I thought Du Ziteng, this thief, had enlightened and turned around and could write poetry. Sure enough, this is the Du Ziteng I know."
Du Ziteng is also a playboy after all, how could no one know him at all.
I didn't say it just now because I was surprised and unsure.
Compared to the laughter of others, Shen Youwei's face was full of anger and her blush was rising.
"Master, please respect yourself... No, people like you are not worthy of Youwei being called a master."
"A layman who refuses to abstain from discipline?...Ha!"
If she hadn't been in a brothel and living under someone else's roof, Shen Youwei would have scolded her a shameless lecher.
At this time, Du Ziteng looked around with dissatisfaction, feeling unhappy for a moment.
"Why are you laughing? What's so funny? Isn't that what you all think?"
As he spoke, Du Ziteng looked at Shen Youwei with a bit of amusement in his eyes.
Since the car debt is too much, let's just play with it.
"Everyone, Youwei, I advise you to choose me. I have plenty of money. If you choose me, as long as you serve me well and feel comfortable, then it is not impossible for me to redeem you."
"If you don't comply, I will make you scream for countless nights in the future."
"You have to pick up guests sooner or later, don't you?"
Damn, what a great sword! This thought suddenly came to countless people’s minds!
Du Ziteng just means that if you don't let me sleep tonight, you will definitely let me sleep when you open the door to pick up customers. 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.
"A shameless thief, he just pretends to be someone else, but actually uses coercion and inducement. He really embarrasses the men in the world."
Du Ziteng looked up when he heard the sound, and immediately saw a condescending person.
Even from a distance, he could tell that the other person was young, had red lips and white teeth, and was very handsome.
Du Ziteng's face suddenly darkened, he hated these pretty boys the most.
"Where did the little yellow hair come from? He's still young, so he should go home and find your mother to eat her."
Fu Yunshuang's expression changed when she heard this, asking her to argue with these people downstairs. She was really no match.
But at this moment, my brother-in-law's gentle voice came to my ears.
"It's better than some people who are much older and pretend to be others, and use threats and inducements... It's really like a dog's age."
Fu Yunshuang's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately knew that her brother-in-law was helping her.
"Hmph, it's better than some people who are a lot older and pretend to be others and use coercion and inducement."
"It's true that a dog has survived at such a young age."
Du Ziteng's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he looked at Fu Yunshuang with a half-smile and said, "You say I'm an imposter? Do you have any evidence? If you have the ability, ask the layman Bujie to come out and prove it."
"You...I know layman Bujie, so I naturally know that you are not him."
Du Ziteng felt a little faint when he heard this, but only slightly.
"You said you knew him, so you knew him. I said he knew him, so you asked him if I am a Buddhist layman."
The man Du Ziteng was talking about was naturally Su Chengcheng's brother Su Can.
Su Can was under great pressure at this time. Facing countless pairs of eyes, it was the first time that he felt nervous.
But for the sake of my brothers, I have no choice but to do everything possible.
"That's right, Brother Du just refuses to be a layman."
At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew in, and the four pieces of paper on the table were blown out in the blink of an eye. Only the last piece of paper pressed by Li Xiuzhu's paperweight did not fly out.
At this moment, Fu Yunshuang subconsciously became anxious.
"Hey, my poem."
"Don't move, don't move, don't damage my poem."
Pieces of white paper were scattered everywhere, some fell to the third floor, some fell to the second floor, two fell to the first floor, and one happened to fall in front of Shen Youwei.
Shen Youwei picked up the paper in front of her and prepared to return it to Fu Yunshuang, but just at this glance, she couldn't move her eyes away.
Today I was spending leisurely time in the Red Mansion when I suddenly heard singing in the forest.
He came out after calling for thousands of times, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.
There are three or two sounds when the string is plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed.
The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of a life of failure.
The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart.
Good, good poetry, and she has seen this word before.
As a fan of Bujie Jushi and a member of Shanglin Garden, she has naturally seen the song of resentment.
The two words are exactly the same, and I think of Fu Yunshuang's statement that he had met the layman Bujie, and his words in desperation: "My poem."
Shen Youwei immediately understood that he was talking about himself.
Of course I know myself, and of course I know that the person before was a fake.
That's right, only this can explain it.
Shen Youwei suddenly became excited.
"Poetry, bring those poems over here."
Suddenly, Fu Yunshuang, who had just asked Cuiyun to pick up the paper, became unhappy.
"You woman, that is my poem."
This was just given to me by her brother-in-law, and this woman actually wanted to steal it. Damn it, I just felt sorry for her just now.
Shen Youwei suddenly woke up and apologized quickly, saying, "I'm sorry, layman. It was Youwei who was wrong. I didn't ask for your opinion."
"It's just that Youwei saw that the poem written on the paper seemed to be about Youwei. Youwei was so excited that she was rude."
"Also, what Youwei said just now is not a layman. Please forgive me, layman. Youwei didn't know that the person was a fake."
At this moment, everyone was numb, and everyone looked at Fu Yunshuang with disbelief in their eyes.
"Impossible. How can a non-Jie layman be such a childish person?"
There are 2210 words, plus the 80 extra words from the previous chapter, I have completed 280 words for you, which is exactly 20 sentences with seven rules.