Urban Super Cultivation

Lin Feng and Qin Yanran are already a well-known pair in a cafeteria in Zhi'an. ?　WWW.suimeng.lā. . It is commonplace for everyone to show affection for the two of them, but today because of the love poem Lin Feng gave to Qin Yanran, when Lin Feng and Qin Yanran walked into the cafeteria, it attracted the envy of many elementary school girls.

"Look at it... It's Senior Lin Feng and Senior Sister Qin Yanran, they are really a pair of golden boys and girls!"

"If I could also have a boyfriend like Senior Lin Feng write such a beautiful love poem for me..."

"It is such a beautiful oath to say that life and death are the same with the Qing! Life and death together, living together, growing old together, it is simply too ‘wave’..."

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The most unbearable thing for these 16 or 7-year-old young'girls' in cardamom is such a'language' love poem, especially the last sentence of Lin Feng, which is simply too artistic and too'language'. , These young'women' simply can't resist.

"Lin Feng, everyone is talking about the poem you wrote to me today!"

Sitting face to face with Lin Feng, Qin Yanran naturally heard the comments of the students around him. But it was beautiful in my heart, because Lin Feng had already given her the love poem they were talking about as a gift of love.

"Then... Yanran, do you like this poem! Or do you like it! Or do you like it?"

Lin Feng asked with a squinting smile. He likes to see Qin Yanran's face reddened with a shy and happy smile.

"Guess!" Qin Yanran lowered her head with a smile and said shyly.

"Let me guess! Yanran, if you don't like it, I'll give it to someone else! Such as...en... Teacher Wang seems to'quite' what he wants, or I'll talk to Teacher Wang again, this love poem Was it written to him specifically for "door"?" Lin Feng said jokingly.

Qin Yanran immediately said, "No! Lin Feng, this poem is for me, you are not allowed to give it to others. Do you know? This poem belongs to me, Qin Yanran alone. It was you to me. Oath."

"But you haven't said whether you like this poem yet!" Lin Feng said again.

"I like it! I like it very much, I like it very much...Is this going to work? Lin Feng, you hate it! I have to say it so directly." Qin Yanran pouted slightly, looking very cute.

"Yan Ran, if you don't tell me, how do I know you like it? Hey! If you like it, I will write more for you in the future, okay?"

Looking at Qin Yanran like this while eating, Lin Feng really felt that such a life was something he had never dared to think of before, so he cherished it even more, gently holding Qin Yanran's little hand with one hand, and said affectionately.

"Okay! Of course it's OK. I hope it's a lot, um... the best! Can you integrate a collection of poems, how about it?" Qin Yanran looked forward to it.

"A word of life and death is the same as Qing? Well! That's the name, Yan Ran, this will be a collection of poems written for you by my Lin Feng."

Lin Feng also thought it was a good name to use this poem as the name of the collection of poems. When he was about to say something to Qin Yanran, he suddenly felt a jealous murderous aura.

After squinting, he realized that it was Xiao Nishang sitting diagonally behind, holding a spoon to eat while angrily, while glaring at him.

"It's a crazy girl again! I wrote this one at noon, but the crazy girl yelled and asked me to write her a love poem. If she knew about writing a collection of poems for Yanran this time, she wouldn't have to haunt me. Want to write her a book of poems?"

Lin Feng had a headache when he saw Xiao Nishang. Not only because of Xiao Nishang’s martial arts background, but also the “sexual” personality of that savage “female” man. More importantly, Xiao Nishang used his “yin” and yang eyes to see the relationship between him and Teacher Xu. .

"Right! And Teacher Xu... I wrote this poem to Yan Ran today, and Teacher Xu will know it sooner or later."

Although this love poem was ‘forced’ by the old man Wang to write it on the spot, it was actually the explosion of Lin Feng’s repression in his heart and emotion, which was reflected in this love poem.

This poem was given to Qin Yanran, so Lin Feng felt a little guilty for Teacher Xu, secretly asking if Teacher Xu saw this poem, would he feel sad?

However, what Lin Feng did not expect was that because there were no classes early and there was nothing wrong with the school, Xu Minjing had not come to school this morning, and she was at home with Xu’s mother, and she did not read a post. She didn’t know that Lin Feng wrote poems. thing.

On the contrary, Luo Qingqing was working in the flight attendant lounge of Southeast Airlines at this time, and Luo Qingqing was about to fly a short-haul flight in the afternoon, playing with her mobile phone in the lounge.

The only way for Luo Qingqing to know everything about Lin Feng in school is to pass these posts on Zhian Yitiao.

Although many of the posts on Tieba are randomly sent by the students themselves, and the content is difficult to distinguish between true and false, but Luo Qingqing will look at almost every post about Lin Feng, even at the bottom of the post. Hundreds of thousands of replies will be scanned carefully.

Today, when Luo Qingqing opened Zhi'an Post it at one point, almost all of the screens of her mobile phone were posts about Lin Fengzao’s poems.

"Xiao Feng writes poems? Huh! It's weird, this stinky boy, my sister grew up watching him grow up. I never knew he would write poems!"

When seeing these titles, Luo Qingqing smiled and secretly said, "Couldn't it be the kind of semi-foreign modern poetry? A ‘ah! I love you!’ can also be a poetic poem, right?"

Continue to scroll down to look at these titles~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The smile on Luo Qingqing’s face is frozen, because she sees that the titles of these posts are written, Lin Feng’s poem was written specifically for Qin Yanran. .

"Huh! Lin Feng, you stinky boy. My sister has been with you for more than ten years, and you gave me the nickname "female devil's head". As a result, I now give me the nickname of a girl who has only met for three years. Nizi writes poems... or love poems! Humph! I want to see what kind of **** love poems you write."

Luo Qingqing, who was angrily, couldn't wait to open one of its posts, pulled directly to the middle part, and saw the poem written by Lin Feng at a glance.

When she saw the first three sentences, Luo Qingqing's anger rose exponentially, but when she saw the last sentence, "A word of life and death is the same as Qing", Luo Qingqing didn't know why, and all her anger was as discouraged as a ball. I couldn't help streaming tears of emotion.

Qing, life and death are the same with Qing! Isn't this oath of life and death together and old age, what Lin Feng said to "Qing"? Isn't it her Luo Qingqing?

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