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MTL - Horror Resurgence: Ma’am, Please Respect My Profession-Chapter 268
Nangong Wan'er said.
After Su Bai finished eating, he set off with Nangong Wan'er to the high-rise building.
Soon, he entered the high-rise building.
Inside, there are already a lot of zombies.
These zombies brought a player with them.
This time, the players' task is to identify whether the poems made by the zombies come from the main world.
Su Bai estimated that some zombies might force players to think of poems that others could not think of.
"The rules of this poetry meeting are very simple. There are 18 floors in Yunxi Building. We go to 4-5 floors every day. We choose a Shikui on each floor. Shikui's poems and names will be engraved on the pillars to show glory. ,how?"
Song San Gongzi opened his mouth.
"it is good!"
The other zombies agreed.
"On the first floor, let's start with beauties. There are many beauties in northern Xinjiang, and the most beautiful one is Miss Situ Mingyue, the pearl of northern Xinjiang. On this floor, how about we describe the beauty of Miss Situ with poetry?"
Song San Gongzi said.
As soon as his voice fell, the other zombies looked at a female zombie.
Su Bai also looked over.
I don't know when this female zombie appeared.
Yesterday, Su Bai had never seen each other.
"North Situ Nan Yingrui, sir, this is the Pearl of Northern Xinjiang. Situ Mingyue, who is as beautiful as Miss Ying, seems to be here to discuss business with the Song family. I didn't expect that he would marry Miss Ying. I'm still thinking of getting Situ Mingyue's favor."
Nangong Wan'er's subtle voice rang in Su Bai's ears.
Now, Nangong Wan'er has also seen through Song San Gongzi's fascination.
The Song family is already arranging his wedding with Ying Rui.
This guy is still thinking of flirting with Situ Mingyue, who is as famous as Ying Rui!
"Okay, Miss Situ is so pretty, let me come first~"
As soon as Song San Gongzi's voice fell, a zombie hurriedly stood up.
Then, shaking his head, he wrote a poem.
"There are bright pearls like the bright moon in the north, and hibiscus like beauty makeup"
"Okay~"
As soon as he finished reading his poem, several acquaintances of the zombie sons applauded.
And Zombie is holding a pen and writing down his poems.
The other zombie sons were whispering to the players beside them if there was this poem in the main world.
"It's me~"
Immediately, another zombie boy couldn't wait to stand up.
Not only Song San Gongzi wanted to please Situ Mingyue.
These zombie sons, one by one, are equivalent to the kind of **** in ancient times, and they also want to please Situ Mingyue.
In terms of status, some of the zombie sons here are no worse than Song San Gongzi.
There are also some worse, mainly because their family is not as good as the Song family.
But not too much.
Soon, the zombie boy also finished the poem.
Some acquaintances also shouted hilariously, and then went to ask the players around them if they had heard this poem.
After writing the poem, the zombie boy was still there to explain.
I seem to be very satisfied with my poems.
There was no change in the expression on Situ Mingyue's face. She looked even colder than Ying Rui.
No, Ying Rui is also extremely cold in front of others
Only Su Bai could see her tender side.
In this way, the zombie boys started to write poems one by one.
Situ Mingyue stood there the whole time without any response.
She is so cold, but these zombie sons don't care, probably because they know her character.
One by one, they took out their whole body solutions, trying to make Situ Mingyue's eyes change.
It seems that as long as who can move Situ Mingyue, whoever can win!
All of their poems were copied.
There are also zombies looking for a thick book of poetry.
See if there are any similar verses.
Needless to say, this collection of poems is from the Lord World.
These zombie sons looked like they were fooled in the past, so now they are more guarded.
In this way, three hours later, the twenty or so male zombie sons, except for Song San Gongzi, had all finished their poems.
"I'm the host, so I'll be the last one. Don't you ladies have any poems?"
Song San Gongzi looked at the zombie girls.
"This round will be left to you, we will not participate."
A zombie lady said.
Let her write poems to praise Situ Mingyue's beauty?
She doesn't do it.
Although Situ Mingyue is indeed beautiful, the daughters of these zombie families will not admit that they are inferior to humans.
The other zombie girls also nodded.
"Then I'll come!"
Song San Gongzi opened his mouth and wrote a poem.
There are women in the north who are like the bright moon, and the eyes are like stars. Dare to ask where this girl is, it was a fairy who came down to earth.
This poem sounds pretty good, it has a kind of bright feeling, even the eyes of some zombie girls light up.
Situ Mingyue, who has always been aloof, raised her gaze. This action was not seen in other zombie sons!
"Okay, the third son of Song has a good literary talent~"
Some zombie boys applauded.
Song San Gongzi looked at Situ Mingyue with some lust, and said, "Miss Situ, now, it's up to you to choose, how about the Shikui on this floor?"
During the conversation, more than twenty zombies had already unfolded all the poems written by the zombie son, stood in a row, and displayed them in front of Situ Mingyue.
Song San Gongzi had enough confidence that the other party would choose his poems.
Because his poems are indeed the best on the scene.
Situ Mingyue's gaze swept over all the poems, and finally, it stayed on the poems of Song San Gongzi.
"Wait, I have another poem here."
At this time, suddenly.
Nangong Wan'er's voice sounded.
Song San Gong had a headache when he saw Nangong Wan'er, but he had no choice but to say, "Please ask Miss Nangong to write a poem."
Nangong Wan'er said after everyone's eyes were on her.
"There are beautiful women in the north."
At the first sentence, she paused.
This sentence made many zombies present feel unusual, and they all listened attentively.
Even Situ Mingyue's eyes lit up a little, and she also looked at Nangong Wan'er.
"Peerless and independent."
Here comes the second sentence.
This sentence is more lethal, Situ Mingyue's eyes completely lit up, and there is some moving expression in his expression.
Peerless and independent!
This poem is so suitable for her.
"Look at the city of Qingren, and then consider the country of Qingren!"
4.7 Three or four sentences are coming!
This time, the eyes of all the zombie sons lit up.
Situ Mingyue's eyes are like stars.
"I don't know about Qingcheng and Qingguo? It's hard to find good things!"
The last two verses come.
"it is good!"
A zombie boy couldn't help shouting loudly.
"Excellent, this poem is simply wonderful!"
"I didn't expect Miss Nangong to write such a good poem!"
The other zombie sons spoke up one after another.
I am full of praise for Nangong Wan'er's poems!
Song Sangongzi's expression sank. He asked the player next to him, and the player next to him shook his head.
The look in his eyes darkened.
"Miss Situ, how about my poem?"
Nangong Wan'er looked at Situ Mingyue and asked.
Situ Mingyue seemed to have just recovered from the beauty of the poem: "Okay! Miss Nangong, can you give me this poem?"
Nangong Wan'er didn't answer her question, but said, "In that case, please, Miss Situ, choose Shi Kui first!"
A zombie has copied the poem and presented it.
Situ Mingyue, without any hesitation, pointed to the poem she just read.
Song San Gongzi looked gloomy, not to mention depressed.
But he still didn't dare to provoke Nangong Wan'er, and in public, he had to maintain his demeanor.
"Since Miss Situ has been selected, this poem will be the first-floor poet. I will let you engrave this poem and Miss Nangong's name on the pillar."
Song San Gongzi changed his face and said.
"Wait, this poem was given to me by Mr. Su. If you want to engrave your name, just engrave Mr. Su's name."
Nangong Wan'er spoke again.
"Who is Mr. Su?"
Song San Gongzi asked.
Nangong Wan'er looked at Su Bai and made an introduction: "This is Mr. Su, my friend."
Song San Gongzi immediately saw Su Bai!
His eyes suddenly became angry, a human being actually stole his limelight! .