Chapter 59： : You are like a sand sculpture!

Going around, this gift delivery is actually a drift bottle activity?

The people on the river write their thoughts on the note, and then put them among the lanterns to swim to the river.

After picking up, you can choose to answer the above questions or not to answer the above questions.

"Started! Started!"

The sound of the dry seven nights sounded.

I saw Shanghe Duan, and indeed indeed a very colorful lamp appeared, accompanied by a faint candlelight, which looked extremely beautiful.

Everyone started picking up lanterns.

Qianqiye was the most excited.

"Wait for me!"

Liu Qingfeng hurried to the bottom.

also followed the landing with the longevity.

A lantern fell down the river, and many people began to pick it up.

Soon a lantern fell in front of Lu Changsheng, he picked it up gently, and then took out the paper on the lantern.

To be honest, I still feel a little excited.

After all, this hazy feeling is exciting.

Which lady is it?

Lu Changsheng is full of longing.

It was only after the paper was unfolded that Lu Changsheng's face changed slightly.

is red ink.

In other words, it is a man.

It's a bit unfavorable to catch up.

Return the note as it is.

Lu Changsheng picked up another lantern.

opened with anticipation, red ink.

is a man again?

Lu Changsheng directly lost the note, and he was too lazy to put it back.

The third.

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath.

Take out the note and take a look.

is still red ink.

This time it was Lu Changsheng's turn to be a little depressed.

Is it impossible for me to kill men and women?

shook his head and dismissed the idea, it was impossible for Lu Chang's life and death to have a Longyang hobby.

The fourth one!

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath, he took the note and slowly opened it.

Yep.

is still red ink.

was awesomely written on it.

【you are? 】

is full of infinite expectations, and looks poetic.

Changsheng Lu has been desperate.

My luck is too bad.

Is 　　 all men?

Did you guess the anagram just to run out of luck?

Impossible!

It should be that God doesn’t want to be with those vulgar fans, so he refused his own.

Correct!

That's it.

Lu Changsheng put the note back.

But the more I think the more I am wrong, the more I want to get angry.

Lu Changsheng retrieved the note again, then picked up the small pen on the lantern and left a message directly on it.

【you are? 】

【your dad! 】

Lu Changsheng left this sentence and put it back.

Anyway, I don’t know who did it. I’m not happy, so don’t be happy.

"Brother, brother, I feel that my peach blossoms are here. I even picked up three of them, and they are all lanterns pinned by women!"

Perhaps Lu Changsheng's resentment was not big enough, Liu Qingfeng said with excitement.

glanced at Liu Qingfeng, and Lu Changsheng didn't say anything.

Instead, pick up another lantern.

En, no accident.

is still a man.

【What do you think I look like? 】

The red writing is particularly dazzling.

What do you think I look like is full of infinite longing.

If it is picked up by a woman, it might leave a sentence, funny talent.

Lu Changsheng raised a small pen.

left a word.

【You are like a sand sculpture! 】

Although people who do not know this world, can you understand the word sand sculpture.

But just feel comfortable.

But it's not over.

Lu Changsheng glanced at Liu Qingfeng beside him.

added a new line at the moment.

[You are like a sand sculpture—Liu Qingfeng! 】

Oops, I don't know why!

was a lot more happy at once.

Very good!

not bad!

is this feeling.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng is in a good mood.

Even Lu Changsheng is getting more and more happy.

The fifth lantern.

is still a man's lantern.

raised a question.

[I think my life is dark, what do you think? 】

Lu Changsheng raised the pen and answered immediately.

[I think you are right! —Liu Qingfeng】

Oops, so cool

The sixth lantern.

[Does the effort really compare to genius? 】

Lu Changsheng answered without thinking.

[If the effort is useful, what does a genius do? —Liu Qingfeng】

The smile on Lu Changsheng's face was thicker.

Even as far as the back, Lu Changsheng got more and more energetic.

[Why do I always encounter so many setbacks in my life? 】

【Look more in the mirror, you know why. —Liu Qingfeng】

[There are many things in this world that cannot be bought with money. 】

【That's because you are poor—Liu Qingfeng】

【Are you looking for someone I like or like me? 】

[Wake up, no one will like you. —Liu Qingfeng】

【Do young people really need to suffer more? 】

[That’s for sure, so you can get used to it when you are old. —Liu Qingfeng】

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Lu Changsheng didn't know how much he wrote.

Anyway, the more you write, the happier you are.

After a full hour.

Basically, no lights floated down, so Lu Changsheng stopped writing.

"Brother, why are you smiling so happy?"

Liu Qingfeng aside looked at Landing Changsheng with some curiosity.

Because he found Lu Changsheng smiling, he continued for an hour.

It is rare to see on weekdays.

"Brother happy, come, breeze, how many notes did you write?"

asked Lu Changsheng.

"That's seven or eight, no match for my brother." Liu Qingfeng said hopefully.

"Oh, when will they receive the lantern?"

Liu Qingfeng asked Qian Qiye.

"These lanterns will follow the river, and they can reach the lower reaches almost at dawn. At that time, some people will salvage these lanterns, and those who send the lanterns will get their own lantern notes."

answered seven nights.

Then she glanced at the sky and said, "I'm going to the last link right away. Walk around, Master. We're going over. If we miss it, it won't be fun."

Seven nights of playfulness to pull the landing Changsheng to the next place.

I have to say that Lu Changsheng still wants to continue to play, but think about it, it is almost enough to write so much.

Now Lu Changsheng followed Qiqiye to the next place the last finale of the Lantern Festival.

is the Fu poetry conference.

If you can win a prize, you can not only win the glory in the face of the countless talents of the imperial capital, but most importantly, you can also get some substantial prizes.

Fu poetry meeting was held in the square.

At this moment, countless talents and beautiful ladies have gathered, and the surrounding platforms are full of people.

The most famous is Wangjiang Tower.

"You will not let us stand here to play?"

Liu Qingfeng looked at the crowded square and couldn't help saying.

"How could it be! Master, I have already made a room in Wangjiang Tower, you can take a side, you can not only enjoy the beautiful scenery, but also enjoy the delicious food."

At the same time, Qian Qiye also continued.

"But you don’t know, Master, this Wangjiang Tower is the most famous restaurant of my great emperor. The dishes inside are all delicious, and the maids are so beautiful that it is difficult to book a place on a weekday, let alone It’s Lantern Festival. I’ve booked it before. The shopkeeper’s attitude is very bad, but in the end I booked my place."

She said so.

"Why?"

Liu Qingfeng is curious.

"Although I am a princess, my father and emperor have taught me that I cannot bully."

"So how did you order it again?"

Liu Qingfeng curiously said.

"It's very simple. Although I can't bully others, my elder brother can. I asked my elder brother to come to Wangjiang Tower with 3,000 elite a few days ago. The boss has a very good attitude, saying that there is someone who has something to go, just a lot. A room for us."

said seriously seven nights.

Liu Qingfeng: "......"

Lu Changsheng: "......"