Chapter 262： The Poetry of the Republic of China and the Distance Forty-four

Chapter 262 Poems of the Republic of China and Far Away Forty-four

"The capitalist style."

"Old Master."

"Shameful, shameful."

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The talented people saw this scene, they spoke quietly, and kept discussing in private.

It's just that they were deliberately avoiding Chen Jinhe, but they didn't dare to confront Chen Jinhe.

So, the voice was kept low.

But who is the little fox?

No no no, it should be said, what kind of fairy is the little fox, how can it not be heard?

Chen Jinhe may have heard it too, but he didn't care.

There have been many people who have hurt him over the years, and there are really no people who can truly surpass him.

So, sour, sour.

But Ruan Ruan couldn't bear it.

I just want to sit here quietly and watch the horse races, but there are always sparrows brushing their presence in my ears.

What do you want to do?

What about provocation?

Ruan Ruan was not blind, so he naturally saw it. After Chen Jinhe sat down, Shen Rouxi's fiery and ambiguous eyes.

is very courageous, but it's a pity, he is still cowardly in his bones.

"I think the grapes are sour when you can't eat them." Ruan Ruan turned his head and said to those who were whispering.

Brows and eyes are smiling, and his voice is soft.

Delicate and weak, listening to it, people's hearts melted.

At least Chen Jinhe's heart has melted.

There are many people who have hurt him over the years, but not many people who defend him.

Aguang and the others are out of loyalty and duty, but the little fairy...

Do you still like yourself a little bit?

Chen Jinhe pursed his lips, and as his thoughts turned around, he rarely felt that those talents who were sour were not so unpleasant.

"Huh..." The men were still scruples about their face, but a girl couldn't bear it anymore and stood up abruptly.

First sneered, then raised his finger and pointed in Ruan Ruan's direction: "Aren't you guys acting like an old-fashioned master? Young lady, huh..."

After the woman finished speaking, she looked at Ruan Ruan proudly.

It's just a pity, it's hard to do it outside.

If her hand on her side hadn't trembled so much, Ruan Ruan still believed that she was courageous.

It’s just that everything is just the surface.

Ruan Ruan didn't want to care at first, but after thinking about it, he turned his head to the side, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he said with a light smile: "You don't think that it is the gentleman's actions to judge people behind the scenes. And what is an old-fashioned master's work? Pai, as a Dujin student who has stayed abroad, have you seen the life of a foreign farmer?"

After finished speaking, he didn't intend to take care of anyone, he directly looked back, slowly picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

"Well, it tastes pretty good." Ruan Ruan commented after drinking it.

"As long as you like." Chen Jinhe was being protected, and his heart was sweet. Hearing Ruan Ruan say this, he hurriedly coaxed her in a low voice.

Ruan Ruan didn't care, but pointed to those who were preparing for the horse race, and asked softly, "Which one did you beat?"

"Number 3." Chen Jinhe raised his hand to help Ruan Ruan smooth his hair before responding gently.

Ruan Ruan took a look at horse number 3.

The horse is good, the person who is ready to ride, but can't see clearly.

But Ruan Ruan remembered that when he first entered the racecourse, he took a few more glances at the horse No. 3.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jinhe even noticed this.

Thinking of this, Ruan Ruan turned his head to look at Chen Jinhe who had been staring at him.

To meet the other party's doting gaze, Ruan Ruan snorted softly, her voice still soft: "Okay, I will suppress this too."

Chen Jinhe gently held Ruan Ruan's little hand in satisfaction.

Seeing this scene, Shen Rouxi felt that her brain was a little deprived of oxygen, and her whole person was not very well.