"Are the two points I was deducted fake?"

"That's true," Ding Jing said slowly, "because the river is not straight."

Speaking of this, Ding Jing suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart, and he couldn't help but poetically said: "Look at this big river, it's winding, winding, winding -"

"I beg you to shut up."

Mo Shangyun said with pain on his face, pointing the gun at Ding Jing's mouth.

Su Bei, Liang Zhiqiong: "..." Although this action was a bit dangerous, I am really grateful to Mo Shangjun for stopping it in such timely manner.

Ding Jing turned sideways to avoid the gun, took a step forward, then raised his hand and grabbed Mo Shangjun's collar, "Tell me, are you jealous of my creation?!"

"Yes, yes," Mo Shangjun nodded perfunctorily and slapped her hand away, "Jealousy makes me crazy."

"Drama queens, can you leave?!"

Liang Zhiqiong, the only one with a mission in mind, urged them angrily.

"Walk."

Su Bei responded.

Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing, who were very close to each other, looked at each other.

"Are my poems really bad?" Ding Jing asked in confusion.

Mo Shangjun sighed and patted her chest with the back of his hand, "When you have time, I will teach you how to write the word 'Chinese'."

After saying that, Mo Shangyun shook his head and followed Su Bei and Liang Zhiqiong with his gun in hand.

"What's the meaning?"

Ding Jing inexplicably kept up with Mo Shangyun's pace.

Can she write the word "Chinese" well?!

Moreover, she can also write a lot of words, right?!
Chapter completed!