The killing system in my brain

Chapter 84 So Wet So Wet
After deciding on the following policies, Duanmu Goudan took out a thread-bound book from the drawer and gave it to Cui Jian to read the title of the book and explain the poems.

Duanmu Goudan said: "Look carefully for yourself, there are poems in it for explanation."

When Cui Jian heard this, he hurriedly took the book to the side to study, hey, don’t tell me, there are really many Taos in this ancient poem. Thigh, looking at Duanmu Goudan.

"Now I have a spring of inspiration and a spring of thoughts, and I feel like I can write a poem!"

Duanmu Goudan raised his eyebrows, "Oh, let me hear you as one?"

"Cough cough." Cui Jian coughed twice, straightened his body with his hands behind his back, and walked back and forth in the dormitory twice with his hands on his face. After looking at the three people whose eyes were focused on him, he smiled confidently. opened the mouth.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety."

"." Duanmu Goudan didn't respond for a long time, with a blank face, he opened his mouth to meet Cui Jian's slightly expectant gaze, and finally made a concise comment. "Well, it's very confrontational!"

However, Shao Bo and Murong Jianguo were different. As soon as Duanmu Goudan said something, he couldn't bear it any longer, and laughed loudly, which didn't stop for a long time.Seeing this, Cui Jian felt helpless, "Could it be that I did something wrong?"

"Hahaha, can you do it? Hahaha. Is there any problem? Don't you have any compulsion in your mind? Oh my mother, I'm about to die!"

Shao Bo was very happy, he almost couldn't hold back his anger, and just died with a smile on his face.

Murong Jianguo is the same, "Oh my god, I laughed out my abs, you pay me!"

Duanmu Goudan, who was infected by the laughter, didn't tense up anymore, he almost laughed himself to death.

Seeing the three of them laughing together, Cui Jian had no choice but to say, "I'm serious about writing poetry, okay?"

Duanmu Goudan forcibly held back his smile, and forcibly comforted him, "All right, all right, actually I have some talent for poetry, at least, at least seven characters, hahaha."

After the three of them laughed again for a long time, they finally stopped their voices. Duanmu Goudan got up from the ground with a face full of exhaustion. Show it to Xiao Xiaoxiao, your handwriting is not bad, just write and I will read it."

Cui Jian nodded hurriedly, and glanced at Shao Bo who was lying on the ground panting hard, "He won't be laughed to death?"

Shao Bo waved his hand weakly, "Please don't talk to me at this time, I can't help laughing when you talk!"

Shaking his head, Cui Jian hurriedly found a blank piece of paper and a pen, sat upright, and listened attentively.

Duanmu Goudan tidied up his mood, and at the moment his expression seemed to be full of worries.

"The fate of three lives by the stone of three lives, the flowers bloom in front of the river of forgetfulness on the other side. I drink half a bowl of soup at the bridge head by mistake, but there is no fate for three lives."

In this poem, Duanmu Goudan chanted as if he had lost his account, as if there was really a person in his heart who was fettered with him, who was entangled in three lives and three generations, but he was helpless and could not achieve a positive result.

After hearing this, several people became emotionally silent, and no one spoke.

After a while, Duanmu Goudan, who had restrained his emotions, raised his head and said proudly: "How about it, my mannerisms and emotions, don't you have a sense of being there?"

Everyone came back to their senses, full of admiration, and Murong Jianguo exclaimed, "Oh my god, you son of a bitch, I didn't realize that, when did you still have this talent?"

"Hmph, little meaning, there are still many things you don't know!" Duanmu Goudan turned his head and told Cui Jian earnestly: "Remember, turn around and leave for her, don't stay, run, you have to give it to me!" I'll run back, otherwise, I'll be exposed!"

Cui Jian was taught, looked at the words he wrote, frowned slightly, took out the paper and wrote it again, tossed back and forth for an hour, and finally wrote a word that satisfied Cui Jian, put the paper away, turned around Clasping fists, said loudly: "Everyone, I'll go too!"

After all, I didn't stay here, it's almost lunch time, if I didn't send it over quickly, everyone would have to eat.

According to the information collected by Duanmu Goudan and Shao Bo, as long as there are no classes, Xiao Xiaoxiao will sit by the window of the dormitory and read books. In universities, the courses are not fixed. Take a few books to read, there should be no lessons in the morning.

Go straight to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory. There are many students in Shanghai University, and there are several girls' dormitories. Xiao Xiaoxiao lives in the third dormitory, and the view of the dormitory is very good. You can see the maple grove in front of you. It is autumn, and the maple leaves are full, covering the ground with a layer of golden red. This maple grove is a very famous scenic spot in Modu University.

But these are not important, Cui Jian went straight downstairs, calculated silently in his heart, looked up at a window on the fourth floor above, his expression lifted, he picked up a stone from the ground, and prepared to wrap the stone with paper, Then throw it in hard.

Just as he was thinking, Cui Jian stopped his movements and cursed himself for being stupid. If this is the case, let alone the paper crumpled into a ball and threw it in. What if it hits someone on the forehead all at once?

After thinking for a while, Cui Jian carefully folded the paper with poems on it into a paper airplane. When he was a child in the orphanage, the old director taught him that the folded airplane flew straight and far.

Cui Jian couldn't help but have a trace of nostalgia on his face. It's been a long time since he visited the old dean. He had to find a time to visit and tell the old dean that he is doing well now, so don't worry.

After folding, Cui Jian let out a breath towards the tip of the paper plane. After aiming at the window on the fourth floor, he tossed it lightly with his hand. The paper airplane will turn again in the middle of its flight, and if it is thrown lightly, it will fall down again due to lack of strength.

However, Cui Jian grasped it quite well, not only because he liked to play with this kind of paper airplane when he was a child, but also because of the whole body coordination and hand-eye coordination brought to him by mixed martial arts.

I saw the paper airplane flying straight and fast, and shot it accurately into the window on the fourth floor. After seeing the paper airplane go in, Cui Jian quickly slipped away without turning his head.

Today, Xiao Xiaoxiao, as usual, after reading the borrowed books, went straight to the library and browsed for about [-] minutes. After confirming the books she wanted to read, when she left the library, she met a A very strange person.

He wasn't like those other people who couldn't help running away when he was watched by him, and retreated completely. Instead, when he passed him, he uttered a moaning sentence.

(End of this chapter)