Lily flipped her hair, raised her voice and said quickly:
"I've thought about it, on my right is Yang Shaoyu,
Under the mottled shadow of poplar trees,
The young man looked up at the sky,
The universe suddenly became smaller.
No matter what, even the phonetic characters are useless! "
Lily raised her chin very proudly, and Yang Shaoyu praised it in conjunction: "It's great, I have to write it down."
"Not bad, not bad, very literary." Yao Weiran clapped and said, "Then...who is next?"
Lily looked back at her other side with joy, her smile instantly froze on her face, and she blurted out: "Why is it you?"
With a smirk on his face, Lang Kun waved to Lily and said, "Hello, are you surprised or surprised? I want to write a poem with your name."
Everyone's attention was on Lily just now, and they didn't see Lang Kun secretly patting Yan Rui on the shoulder and whispered: "Can we change places?"
Yan Rui looked at Lang Kun's expression of preparing to do something, shrugged his shoulders and agreed happily. Being bored, he also wanted to see what Lang Kun would do.
"You..." Lily knew that Lang Kun must not be holding anything back, so she looked at Yan Rui who had changed positions angrily and angrily.
Before she could say anything, Lang Kun pressed Lily's wrist with a serious look and said: "Shh! Quiet, I'm going to write a poem, Hou Yijing..."
Lang Kun read Lily's Chinese name in a long tone. Due to the live broadcast, Lily could only try to control her expression and could do nothing.
Yao Weiran next to him had a complicated expression, hoping that Lang Kun wouldn't say anything weird.
Everyone looked at Lang Kun, and she said with a very serious expression:
"Hou Yijing...
Monkeys don’t like to eat,
The food cooked by my aunt (Yi) mother,
You (Jing)ran gave it to me to eat!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! "
After Lang Kun finished speaking, he clapped his hands and burst into laughter. This was the purpose of sitting next to Yan Rui and making a funny three-line poem using Lily's name.
So Lang Kun's goal is not to get close to Yan Rui at all, but to tease Lily!
As soon as this three-line poem came out, the barrage was full of "hahahahahaha".
Yang Shaoyu happened to be drinking water and almost spit it out, so he quickly apologized and said he was sorry.
Gao Chenfei also lowered his head and covered his mouth and smiled.
Even Yan Rui, who had always had a dark face, curled up the corners of his lips.
The little lolita laughed along.
In order to prevent the scene from being too ugly and being scolded, Yao Weiran could only lower his head and bite his lower lip to resist the urge to laugh. He cleared his throat and tried to control his voice and said: "It's... um... it's... a very interesting poem. Next One goes first, the next one is quick.”
Only Lily couldn't hold back her temper, her face turned pale and turned pale, and she couldn't laugh.
Yao Weiran looked at Yan Rui with his eyes and urged him to speak quickly to relieve Lily's embarrassment.
But Yan Rui turned to look at the barrage as if he hadn't seen it. From the beginning to now, Yao Weiran always used words like "next one" and "last one", but never called his name, pretending to be like him. As if he doesn't know him.
Seeing that Yan Rui didn't want to cooperate, Yao Weiran secretly took a deep breath and said, "Should I give you some time to prepare? Yan Rui?"
Hearing his name, Yan Rui, who had achieved his goal, raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Weiran, and said in a lazy tone:
"Need not.
Lang Kun,
Lang (Lang) Lang shines in broad daylight,
Insects are in their active season again. "
After hearing the poem written by Yan Rui, the barrage broke out again with "Hahahahahaha":
"Yan Rui is a genius! Hahahahahahaha"
"I can't bear to laugh at you, family members!"
"He means it's mating season! It must be!"
"Yan Rui looked at Lang Kun and smiled just now!"
"Suddenly I feel that Lang Kun and Yan Rui have such a close connection! The poems they write have the same purpose!"
"Lang Kun is so cute!"
"Yao Weiran was the last one, probably because his head was empty and he couldn't think of anything."
"Yao Weiran, can you get out!"
…
After Yan Rui finished speaking, everyone present was stunned, and then everyone had their own wonderful expressions.
He himself looked at Yao Weiran proudly and raised his eyebrows.
Yang Shaoyu and Gao Chenfei both lowered their heads and snickered.
Yao Weiran also had a complicated expression. Young master Yan Rui really knows how to play.
Only the person involved, Lang Kun, burst into the loudest laughter after being stunned. He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You are so amazing! How did you come up with it? You are awesome! I like this part so much!"
Lang Kun's smile made Lily next to her unhappy again. She had just looked at Yan Rui very moved, thinking that Yan Rui deliberately used Lang Kun's name to write such a funny poem to help her vent her anger, but Lang Kun laughed so hard. So happy.
"Okay, being liked by me is the greatest success of this poem, Chen Fei, it's your turn." Yao Weiran raised her voice and continued to control the overall situation. She was afraid that if Lang Kun said something to irritate Lily when he was happy, the two of them would People can't control themselves when they make trouble.
Gao Chenfei cleared her face, cleared her throat, looked at Yan Rui and said, "It's my turn, Yan Rui...
Under the serious appearance,
The sharp energy is unstoppable. "
"What a poem, what a poem!" Yao Weiran clapped quickly before anyone could react. Fortunately, Gao Chenfei was not infected by the first two people and said any nonsense poems.
At this time, Lang Kun looked at Yao Weiran expectantly and urged: "Yao Weiran, it's your turn. Come on, tell me."
Everyone's eyes were on Yao Weiran, including the audience in the live broadcast room.
In the morning, the entry "Yao Weiran is late" has already climbed up the hot search list, and fans from all walks of life below began to show off their skills and use all the sentences they could think of to slander Yao Weiran.
Half of the excitement in the barrage was scolding Yao Weiran. Before Yao Weiran could speak, the ridicule was about to pour out of the screen. She could only try not to read the bad comments.
"Well..." Yao Weiran looked at Gao Chenfei on the right, thought for a while and said, "Gao Chenfei,
Let me tell you a secret,
The moment when the morning light fades,
The butterfly that flies (Philippines) into my dream is you. "
She said with a shy smile.
Lang Kun was the first to react and clapped loudly and said: "What a beautiful picture! The morning light is bright and the butterflies are flying. It matches Gao Chenfei's temperament very well!"
Gao Chenfei also nodded and praised: "It's really beautiful, thank you."
Lily glanced at Lang Kun's excited look, rolled her eyes and complained in her mind that she had never seen the world. By the way, she didn't like Yao Weiran either.
Yan Rui looked at Yao Weiran's shy smile and a flash of doubtful thought flashed in his eyes. He had looked at Yao Weiran and thought she was a lively and cheerful girl. However, he felt that there was a big difference and she was not very outgoing.
Then Yan Rui looked at the unfriendly comments on the bulletin wall and seemed to understand. Maybe Yao Weiran was scolded by black fans and became autistic.
The audience was mentally prepared that Yao Weiran would not be able to say anything good. They did not expect that she could do poetry well, and they all complained that she was bored. Anyway, as long as they were around, they would have nothing good to say about her.
After all the guests finished their three-line poem, the director announced that everyone could go to the dormitory to pack their things and rest for a while, and prepare lunch together later.
Yao Weiran stood up and went to get her suitcase. Little Loli followed her and said, "I noticed that Yan Rui looked at you strangely just now. Be careful, or he will tease you."
"Yao Weiran!" Lang Kun's lively voice sounded. She came to Yao Weiran and said, "Let's go together."
"Okay." Yao Weiran immediately smiled and carried the suitcase upstairs with Lang Kun, but she was still wary of Lang Kun in her heart. It was abnormal to be so enthusiastic when they met for the first time.
As soon as the huge luxury logo on Yao Weiran's suitcase appeared, the barrage started to discuss again:
"I'll go, L's suitcase! Is Yao Weiran so rich?"
"Can an eighteenth-tier actress like her afford such a box?"
"The donor probably bought it for me."
"Can Yao Weiran have this kind of money?"
"It's so easy to make money in the entertainment industry."
“I don’t know how many nights I can spend with my sponsor in exchange for a suitcase.”
…
The male and female dormitories are on the second floor, separated by a long corridor.
Yang Shaoyu was waiting at the stairs. When he saw Yao Weiran coming, he said shyly: "Let me help you."
"Thank you, I can do that." Yao Weiran declined him with a polite smile.
Yan Rui, who was motionless on the sofa, witnessed this scene and thought that Yang Shaoyu was quite active and could not let him and Yao Weiran get the cp at a disadvantage, so he got up and walked towards the stairs.
Yao Weiran caught a glimpse of Yan Rui walking over from the corner of his eye. Not wanting to have any contact with him, he picked up the suitcase and said, "I'm going up first."
Then he walked up the stairs quickly.
Lang Kun said to Yang Shaoyu sincerely: "Don't be discouraged, our Yao Weiran is quite shy."
After she finished speaking, she also went upstairs.
At this time, Lily quickly came to Yan Rui and said, "Can you lift it for me? My box is a bit heavy."
Yan Rui was already annoyed, so he glanced at Lily who didn't know what to do, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "Why are you carrying such a heavy box if you can't lift it?"
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
Leaving Lily in embarrassment, Yang Shaoyu at the top of the stairs walked over very politely and said, "Let me help you."
"Thank you." Lily handed the box to Yang Shaoyu sensibly.
Yao Weiran and Lang Kun came to the girls' dormitory on the second floor. It was decorated in pure white with a futuristic feel. Four beds extending from the wall were staggered up and down. There was still a sunken living room in the middle. The whole room was The lines are all curves.
"Wow." Lang Kun walked in and looked around and sighed, "It's so beautiful, Yao Weiran, which bed do you want to stay in?"
Yao Weiran was thinking about how to give a reasonable explanation for this hot suitcase. Just when he was about to answer Lang Kun's words, Lily appeared at the door and said in a pretentious tone: "Thank you, Shaoyu."
Then Lily walked into the room, as if she didn't see the two of them, and threw her bag on the lower bunk inside and said, "I'll sleep here."
Just when Lang Kun was about to say something, Yao Weiran quickly reached out to hold her and said, "I like to sleep up there, what about you?"
"I'll sleep up there too." Lang Kun gritted his teeth and stared at Lily as he replied.
In order to prevent Lang Kun from doing anything wrong, Yao Weiran chose the upper bunk near Lily, while Lang Kun had another upper bunk, and Gao Chenfei finally had a lower bunk.
When packing her things, Lily seemed to be in a good mood. She kept humming in and out of the bathroom. When she found Yao Weiran's suitcase, she said in a sinister tone: "Wei Ran, is this suitcase yours? It's so beautiful. It’s a limited edition, I didn’t even get it, did it cost a lot of money?”
