i really don't want this system

Chapter 33 You Are A Fake Fan
Ye Mosheng and his party left in a hurry, but the poem flew away like wings.

Fly out of Zang Shi Pavilion, fly out of Sunlight City, fly out of Tibet, and fly to all parts of the world.

If you want to ask which group of people feel the most empathetic in this poem, it is the group of Buddhist practitioners and Buddhist believers.

Who has never had youth, who has never had first love, who has not had a beautiful figure in his heart, even after many years, even if he is covered in green clothes, he will wake up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down his face.

The person you miss day and night can only be in your dreams

The people you care about are only in the memory

The person you fall in love with at first sight is only in your head

In short, what you want is not to be by your side, this kind of pain, do you understand?
……

"Na'er, are you okay? At the beginning, I had to leave you because I had to deal with it. You know, but I really can't say it. If it was now, maybe I could say that I have never failed you. But, you where?"

"Ayuan, I was wrong. For so many years, I didn't understand your heart. You have me and Buddha in your heart, but I think you don't care about me. You only have Buddha in your heart, which has completely pushed your heart into the abyss."

...

There are confessions, memories, and sadness.

melted into this poem
If we talk about Buddha and love, faith and love are hard to part with.

What about dreams and love?

What about reality and love?

Regarding the post of this poem, the video first pokes those who have experienced the same experience, and then those girls with amazing tears.

Nine out of ten people cried, and one person was speechless.

"Don't stop me, I'm going to beat him to death, this damn Ye Mosheng, tricked this girl into tears!" Li Xiaoxiao's murderous voice on the second floor of Zangshi Pavilion resounded throughout the building.

With tears in her eyes, Bai Feiyan covered the idiot's mouth tremblingly.

Poetry Building, second floor, a certain room
"Brother Bai, you are definitely the number one this time, the youngest writer, poet, and poet in Longguo. My little brother is willing to bow down."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Bai Zizai kept looking at the silent woman in the corner.

The cold moon, as cold as the moon, the most beautiful poet and writer in the Dragon Kingdom.Pen name: Leng Bingyue.

She was a childhood sweetheart since she was a child, but after graduating from elementary school, Leng Yue's family moved away.

Since meeting again three years ago, Bai Zizai has fallen in love with each other deeply.In Bai Zizai's eyes, the girl in front of her is completely without the cuteness of the little yellow duck when she was a child. What she has is elegance, intelligence, and talent.

Only in this way can he be worthy of Bai Zizai.

But Bai Zizai never saw a trace of admiration in the other party's eyes, only polite, polite, and polite.

That kind of politeness made Bai Zizai secretly swear to get her, to make her bow her proud head, and make her worship and fall in love with him.

And this time is a perfect opportunity.

For this competition, Bai Zizai started to conceive last year, polished his writing style, invited teachers to teach, and visited several masters.Collecting the directors of various schools, it took nine months to form several poems.There are a few parts of their own content, which can no longer be penetrated.

Bai Zizai spent another month thinking over each word, and handed the poem to his teacher for review.

It was the end of September until I got the teacher's approval.

The evaluation of the teacher and my father is that these two poems are infinitely close to the best, even though it took them several years to produce such a poem.

There has never been a poem that has reached the top level in all previous editions.

And his song will reach the highest limit in history, No.1 is definitely without a doubt, I am excited to think about it.

plus the adulation of the crowd

I can't help but feel a lot more confident.

Stepping to the front of Leng Yue.

"Junior Sister Leng, brother Yu's "Buddha's Words of Love" is okay?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Bai's excellent poem is ready, and winning the championship this time is no problem."

It attracted a bunch of flattery again.

Leng Yue looked at the people in front of her, if she knew this was the case, even if Bai Feiyan invited her, Leng Yue would directly refuse, just to keep herself clean.

Bai Zizai is proud, handsome and talented.But Leng Yue just can't appreciate it, simply put, she doesn't feel it, the closer Bai Zizai gets, the more Leng Yue hates it.

"Senior Brother Bai's poem expresses the combination of Buddha and love in a three-point manner. He is indeed the number one genius in the Dragon Kingdom. I have something to do, so I will leave first."

Leng Yue put down the teacup she had been drinking for half an hour, and stepped out of Xiaoxuan.

Bai Zizai was left behind and a group of people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"The more this is the case, the more interesting it is." Bai Zizai smiled charmingly.

Leaving Xiaoxuan, Leng Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Cross the winding corridor and follow the white jade corridor to the first floor.

The voice was very noisy, Leng Yue frowned, she likes to be quiet.The Tibetan Poetry Pavilion is usually very quiet.I don't know why it's so loud now.

There was a sound of pedaling from behind, and you knew who it was without turning around.

as expected
"Junior Sister Leng, how about going out for a walk and being my brother's company? I have been to Tibet many times for my brother..."

"I'm sorry, I want to be quiet." Leng Yue couldn't help speeding up her pace.

Quickly move towards the door.

Suddenly, a sentence came out of the noisy voice, "The world is safe and secure, and you will not lose to the Tathagata and not to your Qing." Leng Yue only felt her whole body trembling. This poem, who wrote this poem.

It sounds so good.

Leng Yue turned and looked towards the hall.

I saw an ordinary man in his 30s chanting loudly.Grandpa was right, people should not be judged by their appearance.I didn't expect someone to write such a poem in this hall.

Seeing Leng Yue turn around, Bai Zizai was very happy, but unexpectedly, Leng Yue ignored him and walked towards a table.And cupped his hands, "Uncle, I really admire your poems. I wonder if I can sit down and talk about them."

Seeing this scene, Bai Zizai was so angry that the goddess in his heart actually bowed to a group of vulgar people, especially to that big man with even more respect.Have you ever done this to yourself.

Bai Zizai walked over in a fit of anger.

ready to get angry
The big man waved his hand and said.

"Little girl, I can't write such a good poem. A young man just made it on the spot. Many people took photos and recorded videos. You can probably search it online now."

Leng Yue blushed, wondering why she was so impulsive.

"What poem could be better than "Love in Buddha's Words" written by Senior Brother Bai." Bai Zizai, the number one dog leg behind him, came out of his side, with a loud voice and firm gaze.

As expected of number one, Bai Zizai gave a secret praise in his heart.Taking a step forward, put your hands together, and said humbly, "I'm Bai Zizai, my clumsy work made everyone laugh."

"Bai Zizai I love your poems," one fan screamed.

"Thank you..." Bai Zizai was really proud, and gave the female fan a charming smile, and gave Leng Yue a stern look.

Seeing you pretending to be calm, there are my fans downstairs, you still don't give me a high look.

"But I prefer "Be Live Up to the Tathagata Live Up to You"" The fan on the opposite side stabbed Bai Zizai's chest with a knife, and that smile turned into a scumbag and disappeared amidst the noise.

Bai Zizai: ...

You are a fake fan.

　Talk less and code more, be worthy of readers

　　
　
(End of this chapter)