They are all reborn, who will fall in love?

As a cultural person, Dong Wenhao only has seven words in his mind at this time.

Rushed to the crown and became a beauty.

These people came with anger at first glance, and if they don't change, they will definitely not give up.

Having said that, Lu Feiyu is really unreliable. For the biography of the school beauty candidate, you can make do with being handsome, but if you write it in a delicate way, isn't that just a curse?

What kind of girl can be called delicate? That is really nothing else to boast about.

The nose is good, the eyes are good, the mouth is good, the face shape is good, and everything is good, which means that there is no point to describe, so I can only say something elegant.

If this is an ordinary girl, she might accept this descriptor when she sees it, but Liu Yiyi is also the goddess of the literature department. It is strange that she doesn't blow her hair when she is described like this.

"Feiyu, hurry up and change it back, change the beauty of the country, ruin the country and the city, and bring disaster to the country and the people!"

Lu Feiyu puffed up his chest, and really didn't give any face: "I'm from the Department of Journalism, and I will be a reporter in the future. I think any description I write must be objective and fair!"

"Heh, how dare you say you are objective and fair? You are simply looking down on my goddess!" The leading boy immediately rolled up his sleeves.

Dong Wenhao quickly pulled Lu Feiyu up: "What's the matter with you? Didn't I say that literati are worthless."

"But senior, I really can't do the thing of opening my eyes and talking nonsense!"

As soon as the words fell, Dong Wenhao's face turned pale in an instant, and he thought it was over, this kid Lu Feiyu was unlucky today.

Sure enough, upon hearing this sentence, the boys who formed a group couldn't take it any longer. Is it a lie to tell you to change it into a beautiful country? This is more than his mother's delicate description of Goddess Liu.

This guy Lu Feiyu is also pretty good, he felt like touching the stool when he saw the other party, but he still didn't want to change.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense, and it felt like a fight was about to start in the next second.

And the noisy sound in the office also penetrated the wooden door, so that the merchants in the corridor could hear it clearly, and they all looked into the room curiously.

At this moment, the door of Room 208 was suddenly pushed, but because there were too many people from the Department of Literature, they were all crowded at the door, so the door was not pushed open until the last person in the queue withdrew. Foot, the door was barely opened a crack.

Jiang Qin squeezed in from the door, frowned and looked at them: "What's the situation? The boss won't let you in?"

"Boss, the literature department is not very satisfied with the biography we wrote for Liu Yiyi." Dong Wenhao said truthfully.

"It's worth dancing around with guns and sticks just for this little shit? Just change it. The website is dead and the people are alive. How can you be dissatisfied?"

"Lu Feiyu's adjective for Liu Yiyi is delicate."

Jiang Qin was taken aback after hearing this, thinking that wasn't that a curse? No wonder all these people came to the door: "Hurry up and get rid of it, change the beauty of the country, like a flower like a jade."

"It's not good to be like a flower like a jade!" The leader's requirements are very high.

"Let's go, it's like weeping like complaining, like a dream, like an illusion, if you can do anything, just leave as soon as you finish the modification, and there will be customers coming over in a while, what does it look like to block the door?"

After Lu Feiyu heard it, he quit immediately: "Boss, the biography of the characters needs to be true, you can't open your eyes and tell nonsense!"

"I'm stupid, you still say?!"

A few boys picked up the bench with a clatter, and raised it above their heads, with a murderous look, and a big battle was imminent.

Jiang Qin was drunk, wondering if all these people who engage in literary creation are like this?

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open again, and Feng Nanshu walked in with a slumped face, so worried about the fact that she didn't get the proprietress certificate that her expression became even colder.

Huh?

The boys from the Department of Literature were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't help but put down their stools, their eyes were a little dazed, and the rest were all amazed.

Wait a minute……

Is this the fucking school belle?

This is the beauty that can ruin the country and the city, and bring disaster to the country and the people, right? !

In contrast, Goddess Liu and Xiuqi are a perfect match.

Not bad, pretty good.

It's strange to say, just now they thought it was a bit insulting to praise someone's beauty, how did it become so appropriate in a blink of an eye?

The Chinese culture is really extensive and profound, and it brings people completely different feelings in different places and at different times.

"Anyway, I won't change it. When I describe the biographies, I uphold the principle of seeking truth from facts. Have you ever heard of a saying? An Neng's eyebrows and waist are powerful and powerful, which makes me unhappy!" Lu Feiyu is still full of jingles.

The leader frowned: "Okay, you have a guts, if you don't change it, don't change it!"

At around six o'clock in the evening, brilliant fire clouds crossed the sky.

When Liu Yiyi returned to the dormitory from the teaching building, she immediately opened the Zhihu forum, then opened her own biography, then right-clicked the mouse, kept refreshing, and stared at the computer screen without blinking.

But to her disappointment, the word "xiuqi" still existed in her biography without any change, which annoyed her very much.

Liu Yiyi opened the discussion group, and Aite found the person who said before that he would help him get justice.

"Cui Qiang, have you gone to 208 yet?"

"I went, I took more than 20 people there, and even the boss of the website saw it." Cui Qiang replied very quickly.

After hearing this, Liu Yiyi raised her eyebrows: "Then why is the word delicate in my biography?"

"Actually, I think the word delicate is very appropriate."

"???????"

At the same time, in the dormitory of the Faculty of Arts on the East Campus, Cui Qiang turned on the post creation function of the website, and quickly typed a short essay on the keyboard with his fingers, using the words "Silent Fish and Wild Goose", "Closed Moon Shame Flowers", "National Beauty and Heavenly Fragrance", "Fairy Down to Earth" and so on. All kinds of gorgeous words describe Feng Nanshu as a fairy than a fairy.

If this post is seen by Dong Wenhao, he will definitely give a very high evaluation from a professional perspective.

Why?

Because the biography of this character is so perfect, you can feel the taste of a goddess between the lines.

But Dong Wenhao was destined not to see this biography, because Cui Qiang held the mouse and just clicked send, a prompt box popped up on his computer screen.

"Fuck, what does it mean that my post involves sensitive words?"

"Impossible, check again!"

From dusk to sunset, from sunset to night, Cui Qiang checked seven or eight times, resent five times, and finally chose to give up after the account was prompted to be banned for 24 hours.

Damn, I feel like there is a mysterious force strangling my throat along the network cable!

He looked at the three flowers in his account, opened Liu Yiyi's selection interface again, hovered the mouse over the voting button for a long time, but still didn't vote.

Nothing else, he just suddenly felt that this game was a bit of a joke.