Chapter 392: Yong Gu Lang

"Put down the pen in your hands." The husband shouted solemnly.
After Ling Sheng finished writing the last word, he looked like Jun Shiyan in his mind, quietly lowered his head, and smiled violently.
Cheng was also the first one. He was sitting on the outermost side. In order from the inside to the outside, he wrote a piece of paper eloquently, stood up with light in his eyes, and began to read his masterpiece: "My article The title is: An Anthem to Fan Chen!"
Ling Sheng couldn't help but smiled, covering his mouth, quietly glanced at Ji Fanchen, and found that he looked at Cheng Ye with a brilliant face, waiting for him to recite.
Cheng Ye's hymn is the composition level of elementary school students, which smashes Ji Fanchen's praise.
Ling Sheng had goose bumps, but Ji Fanchen looked at him with a smile.
For several other people, Shangguanyu is a lyricist, and the compliments they write are naturally very good, and Cheng who praised them is also embarrassed.
Ji Fanchen's is quite satisfactory, that is, the basic vocabulary that praises the girls nowadays as beautiful, sensible and hardworking. There is nothing brilliant about it.
Luo Xin's article is also very well written, that is, it is a good example of Shangguanyu's talent, a rare wizard in the world, and Shangguanyu is also very satisfied.
Finally it was Ling Sheng and Gu Shen's turn.
When Ling Sheng stood up, he thought about Jun Shiyan, and cleared his throat: "The title of my article is "Yong Gu Lang"."
Luo Xin's complexion changed slightly, and the hands on his knees were twisted tightly, Gu Lang? Gu Lang! She still has a zealous heart, does she want to chase deep? Don't see if she is worthy, Gu Lang is what she can call?
Gu Shen frowned and looked in Ling Sheng's direction, stinky woman, who made her call Gu Lang, who gave her such a bold face!
Ling Sheng began to recite the words she wrote, full of emotion and pride: "Quentin retires, Chen Mingni; Ge Liqi, Gu Lang goes out.
Obsessed for more than a hundred days without any neglect.
At first glance, the old picture looks like yesterday.
The heart of a child, the of a child.
The sound of nature, the shape of an immortal king; the smile of spring flowers, the eyes of Xia Shui; the joy is endless, but there are many loves.
Between laughter, silence, every move, infatuation!
When the sound is sad, don’t you frown your eyebrows? When you laugh for three winters, don’t your lips smile? Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are all styles.
Raising dizzy shyly, like a young man; condensing his eyebrows and frowning, into a steady state; acting arbitrarily, more tempting.
If you are obsessed for a while, you will be obsessed for a lifetime, and you cannot extricate yourself from it. "
Quentin, the director who has won the most golden figures in history; Gehry, the world's richest man, Chen Ming, the actor who has received the most praise in China's history, announced his withdrawal from the entertainment circle last year.
Gu Shen had a wonderful look on her face. Hearing her rainbow fart, she felt pretty good for a moment, but she quickly sneered in her heart. Is she the right to praise him? He felt nauseous and nauseous when she praised him. It was the biggest insult to him to be praised by her. Why did she choose him?
Ling Sheng finished the recitation, with thunderous applause and cheers all around. In ten minutes, she wrote a wonderfully exquisite rainbow fart, not to mention her words, whether the rhyming is accurate or not, it can be a short time. I had to write a poem inside, but I had to make people astounded, talent!
It was Gu Shen's turn. The subject he got was Ling Sheng. When he stood up, he was a little embarrassed. He paused before saying: "Ling Sheng is fine."
Then everyone waited to hear the follow-up, and Gu Shen bowed and said, "Thank you everyone!"
Everyone stunned: finished?