For him, the most important thing at this time is to change his clothes and appear fresh in front of everyone, instead of standing there pretending to be calm with a dark face.
For him, the face and image of a scholar are more important than many things.
At this time, someone will naturally do the attack on Yun Dieyi, so he doesn't have to force himself.
After Jun Feiliu left with Liu Xuan, Jun Feimo struggled to push aside the crowd, and finally stood in front of Yun Dieyi and said, "Sister, I know you won't copy it. It must be that bad guy Liu Xuan who hurt my sister.
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He doesn't need to know the ins and outs, nor does he need to know the poems written by Sister Yun, okay?
He only knew that even if everyone in the world was unworthy of trust, he would still believe her.
Yun Dieyi, who was being attacked verbally and verbally, had become immune to all kinds of sounds. Although he was not in a position to confront these stupid passers-by, he was too lazy to stay for another quarter of an hour.
When I suddenly heard Jun Feimo's words, my heart felt warm inadvertently, as if a breeze was blowing by.
How could Jun Feimo, an idiot, be so kind and considerate? How could he know that Liu Xuan was definitely responsible without any judgment? How could he give her all his trust at this time?
In fact, sometimes there is a fine line between stupidity and intelligence.
There are many people in the world who claim to be smart, but they are ignorant and stupid when things happen, and they are proud of it.
Jun Feimo is a stupid person in the eyes of everyone, but he is clear and clear.
Yun Dieyi looked at Jun Feimo's eyes full of trust, and her heart seemed to be filled with countless warm winds. She turned to pick up the remaining pen and ink of others and began to write poems.
Fifty strings of brocade strings are played for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past, Zhuang Sheng is fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looks forward to the emperor's spring heart.......(Li Shangyin)
Li Shangyin's poetry style was hazy, with an indescribable sense of beauty. She wanted to see how these people could judge that she was so inexperienced that she needed to plagiarize Liu Xuan's poem.
When the good people saw her writing, they stopped cursing and went to watch curiously. As soon as they saw the first sentence, they couldn't move their eyes away. Others were also curious and stopped criticizing.
The smile at the corner of Yun Dieyi's mouth was as cold as frost, and she began to write the second poem, "If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind draw a fan with sadness, it is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but the heart of an old friend is easy to change..." (Nalan Rongruo)
Nalan Rongruo's words, "Life is just like the first time we met," captured the hearts of countless people. Throughout the Qing Dynasty, capable people emerged in large numbers, but his light was like a pearl, shining on the long river of history for hundreds of years. No one could compare with it.