Tang Ning, who had sent Lin Lan away, breathed a sigh of relief to return home and prepare for the male to the banquet, Lin Lan also came to the princess house to find her little sister.

In the rambe room, the squat and the clamor are whispering, in fact, it is Rong Xuan talking about Lin Lan's encounter with Tang Ning.The laughter of the stinging could not stop.

The fire of gossip was facing the sky, Lin Lan stepped into the harp, and the whispers of the two people suddenly stopped, and a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly looked at Lin Lan.

Lin Lan said with some heart: "Square, why do you look at me like this?"

Smiling, he said, “Nothing, what are the words you ask?”My sister and I are waiting!”

Lin Lan's face sighed, "Tell you a painful news, I was deceived by him!"

Is it a blasting gossip?The squat and the clasped with a large eye, looked at her in shock, and exclaimed, “What?Have you been fooled by him?You, you, you...”

What does it look like?Lin Lan quickly explained: "I mean, that word is not actually made by him!"

At the same time, Xiao Xiao and Rong Xuan took a long breath of patting their chests, which really scared the death of a person, which was about the matter of the first word deceived Lin Lan?

He turned back to God’s voice and said, “Wait, what do you say?“Didn’t he make that word?”

Lin Lan nodded and explained: "In fact, this is the case, when he was very young, a downtrodden evident passed by their town..."

Explaining the whole thing again, the 筱筱歱 said with some regret: "Is it really not what he did?"Can’t you just know the downfall?”

Lin Lan nodded, “That’s true!”

He said, “I think you’ve been lied to by him!”

Lin Lan nodded, “Yes, I was deceived by him!”I need to get back to the place!You don’t know how choked he is, and if I hadn’t beaten him, I’d have to punch him in the nose!”

Rong Xuan smiled, “Lin Lan, I ask you, if you were young, when you were very young, someone read half the words in front of you, after so many years, can you still remember?”

Lin Lan listened to the horse and said, “Yes!If only I could not remember!”

Lin Lan Yin's teeth bit a word and said, "Hello, you Tang Ning, how dare you lie to me!"

Xiao Xiao was a little happy and a little worried: "That is to say, this word is actually made by Tang Ning, but he is not willing to admit it, but why?"

Rong Xuan shook her head, “It may be that the first half of the words are too good, and he can’t take it down without inspiration for a while!”

The squat shook Lin Lan's jade arm and begged, "Sister Lan, when Tang Ning made the second half, you must tell me!"

Lin Lan said, “He said that he was made by Lei Feng, and I don’t think it was fake, because I let him make a poem, he...”

Lin Lan did not finish speaking, and suddenly there was a cry outside: “Lei Feng?”

A half-year-old broke in, and at the age of eleven or twenty-two, he came in and asked aloud, “Sister, what have you just said?”The throttle?Do you know the sherira?”

He was also surprised: “What?The throttle?That word was made of thunder?”

Lin Lan and Rong Xuan inexplicably said: "Do you know Lei Feng?"

The boy shouted, “Why don’t you know?I fell into the river that day, and the boy who saved me was called Lei Feng, and I have been looking for him for a few days!”

Lin Lan suddenly remembered that the squat had told her and Rong Xuan at the poetry meeting that her brother had fallen into the river and was rescued, so they clashed with Li Rui.

At that time, Lin Lan thought that Tang Ning saved Xiao Xiao's brother, and the result was that the person who saved her brother was named Lei Feng, so Lin Lan thought that it was not Tang Ning who saved her.

The result is now right, Xiao Xiao's brother said that Lei Feng saved, and Tang Ning said that the word was Lei Feng.

Lin Lan gritted his teeth slightly and said, “Tell me what the self-proclaimed Lei Feng looks like?”

Xiao Xiao's brother hummed, "The long eyebrows are clear-eyed, it is too angry, that tone, say what, especially beaten!"

Lin Lanfu said, “That’s right, it must be Tang Ning infallible!”

Xiao Xiao’s mouth said, “So, is Tang Ning saving Hao?”

Rong Xuan said with a smile: "So Lei Feng is Tangning, so he said that the word is Lei Feng's work, in fact, he made it himself!"

The little brother of the basket did not care what words did not say, and asked in a loud voice: "What?"“What tsin?”

Xiao Xiao explained: "Tang Ning is a new martial dollar, in the election of the unique style, I heard that he can open three stone bows at a young age, even in the middle of fifteen arrows, and has entered the realm of seven products, even your sister can not beat Tang Ning!"

Xiao Xiao's brother stayed and cried, "It turns out that he is not called Lei Feng, his name is Tangning!"I told people to look for him for days and didn’t find him!”

"People are doing good things without leaving a name, looking for an opportunity to thank Tang Ning is, if it is not someone who saved you..."

Do good without a name?No, it must be a fear of being beaten, it must be.His brother gritted his head slightly, “I will thank him!”

Lin Lan said somewhat helplessly, “But when I forced him to write poetry, I didn’t think he could write poetry!”

Rong Xuan smiled, “Yes, didn’t you just say that Tang Ning also made a poem?”

He listened to his eyes and smiled sweetly, “Yes, sister, what kind of poem is it?”

Lin Lan said helplessly: “Are you sure you want to listen?Don't laugh!"

She laughed, “What are we laughing at?It’s not always the first poem, is it?”

Lin Lan hummed: “Picking the oil poem?”You want more, it is worse than oil poetry, not even poetry, but just say two words!"

The squat and the face of the squat looked at each other, and the face of the porch was curious: "Lai, you read the poem first, we will listen to it!"

He nodded and said, “Well, come and listen to it first!”

Compared with the previous word, Lin Lan has no confidence in this so-called poem, and naturally has no momentum.

Lin Lan recalled a small voice: "You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, the people who see the scenery look at you upstairs, the moon decorates your windows, you decorate the dreams of others!"

Don't say rhyme, even the minimum of the battle can not be done, it is exactly like a casual word, the basket and Rong Xuan listened directly.

Rong Xuan smiled and said, "This is not really a poem, and oil poetry is not."

As soon as the voice fell, the little boy’s brother laughed, “This can also be called poetry.”I can make a hundred poems like this!”

"You stand at the table and look at you, I'm watching you at the dinner, you look at the dry eyes of the table, but the food on the table fills my stomach!"Oh, what a poem!What a beautiful poem!