1048: C1048 Writing Essays

C1048 Writing Essays

Looking at Yang Soong, Rick couldn't help but recite a poem. Ah, Brother Song, your back is so majestic, just like the coastline that stands at the end of the sky forever.

Meng Shijia asked, "Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love Brother Song deeply. "

He was successfully punched by Meng Shihan.

"Come on, Brother Song. You can serve the soup anytime. I'm ready. " Li QingTi's flirtatious actions were that he had prepared a stack of decrees and had even polished the ink. Even the brush was not simple.

There really were people who carried brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones with them.

He was ready to write a small essay at any time.

Li Ke was dissatisfied. "Why didn't you tell me that you prepared these?"

He turned his head and made a wish to Yang Soong. "Brother Song, don't worry. Next time I bring a keyboard, my hand speed will be faster! I'll write as many college entrance examination essays as I want. "

Before Yang Soong had any reaction, Li QingTi immediately sneered. " Hehe, you are competing with a novel writer's hand speed. I will teach you how to behave in minutes. "

"Could it be that our Farming Association is not as good as your novels? I can write three hundred and nine words per minute, and everyone here is my younger brother! "

"In terms of hand speed, I can make everyone call me father!"

"Grandsons love to brag. "

The two of them were about to fight.

Chen Ming and Shen Huaizhao were in a hurry to pull him over. Yang Soong was very calm. "Fighting in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion will be on the blacklist for at least three years. Fighting won't do either. "

Li Ke, who was holding Li QingTi's collar, said, "Look, are you in a hurry to go out? His collar is not even flat. "

Li QingTi tidied Li Ke's hair. "This hairstyle is pretty. This young man is really handsome!"

Yang Soong said with relief, "That's right. It's already very bad that he doesn't have a girlfriend. He doesn't even have a good friend for dinner. Wouldn't that be even more miserable? "

"Brother Song, are you comforting us?"

"Yeah, are you touched?" Yang Soong said this while holding Meng Shihan's hand.

Li Ke and Li Qingti could not help but feel their muscles twitch. We don't feel comforted. You are obviously showing off and showing off your affection.

"Not touched? Am I not good at comforting people?" Yang Soong was puzzled.

"No, we are very touched!" Li Ke was very firm.

"Yes, Brother Song. I didn't expect that not only is your culinary skills one in a million, your ability to comfort people is even more outstanding. " Li Qingdi added, "There are many poor people in the world who need your encouragement. Brother Song, every word you say is like the spring wind in April, warm and beautiful. "

" Therefore, you must persist. A word of comfort from you is more effective than a thousand words from others. "

Yang Soong did not dare to believe it. "Really?"

"Yes, I am!" Li Ke and Li QingTi said with certainty.

"Why do I still not trust you?"

"Brother Song, you should be more confident. Think about your culinary skills, think about the daily turnover of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion, think about the happy days in the future. You are simply the son of destiny. With your consolation, you can definitely make people grit their teeth and endure the darkness before dawn. "

Life was not the most miserable, only even more miserable.

He hoped that the people who were comforted by Brother Song in the future would be moved to tears.

"Since that's the case, I'll give it a try. "

Chen Ming and the others could not bear to see the expression on their faces again.

"Brother Song, you don't have to comfort us in the future. "

"Why?"

"We are never depressed or disappointed. We can eat your dishes every day. We have no regrets in our lives. We don't need comfort," said Song Ruiping.

"That makes sense. "

Yang Soong turned around and turned off the fire. He suddenly felt a killing intent behind him.

He immediately turned around and saw the people who were drinking and chatting a second ago. They grabbed the bowls and chopsticks together, like a tight arrow, ready to attack.

They had become strangers to each other.

"What are you doing?" Yang Soong came back and sat down opposite of them.

Everyone was still nervous.

Chen Ming was the smartest. "Brother Song, why don't I help you bring the soup pot over?"

Shen Huaizhao immediately said, "You are very rough. If you knock over the soup pot again, I will do it. "

"No, no, no. I should do it. "

"It must be me. "

"After being comforted by Brother Song, my strength instantly doubled. I have to do the job of carrying the pot. "

"Such a sacred and great mission, who else can I be compared to?"

It was as if the debate club was in a meeting.

Yang Soong frowned. "What are you all fighting for? The soup is not ready yet, there's no need to serve it. "

"What?" Everyone was stunned. Why was it like this? Then what are we fighting for? Wouldn't it be a lonely fight?

"When will the soup be ready?"

A group of pitiful people only wanted to drink King Hegemonic Supreme Soup in the middle of the night.

Yang Soong stretched his neck. "Let's wait a little longer. This is a new soup that has just been developed. I haven't figured out when to unveil it. "

He was a little distressed.

Yang Soong used firewood to stew this pot of soup. It was the firewood from the firewood.

He removed the torch. There was still some heat left in the ash of wood and wood. Yang Soong buried the soup in the ash of wood and wood.

"I think I only saw a cover. "

"Where's the soup?"

"[Brother Song, the soup ran away. ]"

Yang Soong raised his hands to signal everyone to quiet down. "Don't worry. This time, it will be really soon. I have a feeling. "

Li Ke and Li Qingdi heaved a sigh of relief, but Chen Ming and the others were very disappointed. "That was what you said three hours ago. "2

"At that time, it would be really soon. I had already turned the soup into a slight fire, and the soup had entered the boiling stage. "

"An hour ago, you also said it would be soon. "

"Yes, it would be soon. The taste of the soup is already more than half out. "

"Ten minutes ago, we thought we could eat it. "

Yang Soong said, "I promise. It is true this time. At most fifteen minutes. "

"Reason tells me not to believe, but in my heart, I cannot help but want to persist. Brother Song, do you know how long we have been looking forward to this soup?"

Yang Soong said, "I know, I know. "

Li Ke asked, "How long?"

"Not long ago. " "About half a year," Chen Ming said.

"This pot of soup was actually stewed for half a year?" Li QingTi was shocked. He looked at Yang Soong with a strange expression. "Brother Song, I knew it. You really are not a mortal. "

Yang Soong: How did you know?

"Ignore them. Half a year ago, I watched a movie and was inspired. I wanted to develop a soup with the aura of a supreme being. I mentioned it to them once. "

Yang Soong was very busy and accidentally forgot about it. He didn't expect Chen Ming and Meng Shihan to remember it clearly.

A few days ago, Meng Shihan specially asked Yang Soong to go to the movie theater and insisted on using the computer in the room to watch it.

Watching a movie was a very serious and serious matter.

There were many people's lives in the movie, and they were able to understand a lot of life principles.

Meng Shihan, on the other hand, was very dishonest. While watching the movie, she always wanted to crawl into Yang Soong's arms and even touch him.

She refused to listen to him no matter how she tried. She insisted on hugging Yang Soong's waist and even blew into his ears from time to time.

"Brother Song, what movie did you guys watch?"

"Eastern Evil Western Poison, or Chu Han fighting? Or is it a woman from the dynasty? "

Li Ke and Li Qingdi had guessed a lot, but they were wrong.

Yang Soong said, "Love apartment. "

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