I became the richest man in the world - Chapter 1167

Enter the chapel.

There are already many people in it. There are a large number of men and women who are all wearing bright clothes.

“Here comes the drizzle.”

A young man in a white suit came up and swept Xu Shaochen: “Xiaoyu, this is…”

When he looked at Xu Shaochen, there was a strong sense of hostility and fear in his eyes.

At the same time, Xu Shaochen is also looking at him with a smile. He looks good and has a good temperament. No wonder he can charm Chen Dongyu, a rich family.

“My second uncle arranged a blind date, but my second uncle, he brought him.” Chen Dongyu put his arm around the young man in the white suit and put it to his ear.

The young man frowned, and his hostility to Xu Shaochen deepened. He whispered back, “I dare to think of all my women. You see how I can clean him up.”

“Lu Zhe, don’t……”

Hearing this, Chen Dongyu’s face changed. As a rich woman, she knew that these rich second generation had a strong sense of revenge.

If Lu zhe offends Xu Shaochen, what will happen then.

It’s too late.

Before she had finished speaking, Lu zhe had extended his hand to Xu Shaochen: “Hello, my name is Lu Zhe, Xiaoyu’s boyfriend. I don’t know what to call him.”

This is an oath of sovereignty.

“Surname Xu.” Xu Shaochen smiles quietly and holds Lu Zhe’s hand.

Lu zhe loosens Xu Shaochen’s hand: “brother Xu also has research on poetry?”

“All right.” Xu Shaochen said lightly that this was the exchange meeting of Poetry Association. On this occasion, he could not say that he knew nothing about poetry.

“Is it? That’s great. It’s just the right time to communicate with brother Xu. ” Lu zhe pretended to be happy and flashed a joke in his eyes: “I don’t know if brother Xu has read the poems of the Russian poet lemontov?”

“No.” Xu Shaochen shook his head. He seldom read foreign poems. What he knows well is ancient Chinese poems.

“Brother Xu, aren’t you kidding me? Even if I haven’t read lemontov’s poems, do you dare to say that I have studied poetry?”

Lu zhe looks at Xu Shaochen in an inconceivable way, and his voice rises several decibels intentionally, as if he saw a ghost.

For a moment, everyone’s eyes in the auditorium were attracted.

Xu Shaochen frowned. Is this guy playing on purpose?

“Lu Zhe, what are you talking about?”

Chen Dongyu’s face changed and pulled Lu Zhe’s sleeve.

She didn’t try to persuade her. Lu zhe was a little jealous. She broke away from Chen Dongyu and looked at the crowd and said:

“this friend in front of me said that he didn’t even read lemontov’s poems, but now he came to participate in the internal exchange activities of our Poetry Association. Do you think he should stay?”

“What? How could there be such a person, such a person also deserve to be on the same stage with us? It’s a stain on poetry! ”

“That is, even if I haven’t read lemontov’s poetry, I should say that I have studied poetry?”

“It’s ridiculous…”

Most of these people are teachers of Yunzhou University. At this time, of course, they cooperated with Lu Zhe to deal with Xu Shaochen.

In the corner, a middle-aged man wearing black glasses frowned at Xu Shaochen, as if thinking about something.

Lu zhe sneered, his eyes flashed with pride, and looked at Xu Shaochen and said lightly:

“brother Xu, today is an internal gathering for us poetry lovers, so please help yourself.”

He took the word “internal” seriously, that is to say, Xu Shaochen was not worthy to exchange poems with them here.

“Well, then I’ll ask you, have you studied waldkiel’s poetry?” Xu Shaochen looked at Lu Zhe’s skin and asked without laughing.

Lu Zhe is shocked. He has never heard of this man’s name. Is it a foreign folk poem?

At this time, of course, he can’t say that he didn’t even hear of the poet, otherwise it would be too humiliating.

So he said without changing his face: “of course, I have read his poems, which is one of my favorite poets.”

“Yes, waldkiel’s poems are of great research significance. I often discuss them with a few friends.”

“Yes, yes, I still have one of his poems mounted on the head of the bed.”

Other people are also echoing, in fact, they are also desperately in the mind of memory, the poet of that country in the end.

Everyone else said that he had read the poet’s poem. If anyone said that he had not read it, it would be disgraceful?

So no one dares to admit that he has never heard the poet’s name.

“Is it?” “I haven’t read his poem,” Xu Shaochen said quietly with a wry look

“You’re insulting poetry. It’s not your flaunting capital if you haven’t read the poetry of waldkiel. It only shows your ignorance!”

Lu Zhe’s face changed, pointing to Xu Shaochen’s righteous words.

“That’s right. Even if you haven’t read lemontov’s poems, or even waldkiel’s poems, you’d better go back where you came from.”

“Come on, don’t make a fool of yourself here.”

Others are also driving away the flies like Xu Shaochen.

Xu Shaochen still looked around for a week: “do you know why I haven’t read waldkiel’s poem?”

When they heard this, they were quiet for a while and looked at each other. Who could know?

“Why else? It’s because you don’t know how to learn and don’t know. ”

Lu zhe sneers and looks at Xu Shaochen with contempt.

Xu Shaochen asked coldly: “that’s because there is no such poet in the world. It’s just made up by myself. I’m curious. Where do you people read his masterpiece? Why don’t you lend it to me? ”

Boom!

This words fall, everyone’s brain is exploded.

For a while, everyone was pale and blue, embarrassed.

After all, no one has thought about it. Xu Shaochen made up the wodekiel. No wonder they didn’t hear of the poet at all.

Everyone glared at Lu zhe fiercely. If you didn’t swear that you had read the poem of waldkiel, would we have read it?

Lu zhe felt the burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped hard.

Today, he has lost all his face.

“Miss Chen, your boyfriend is not very good. She may be talented, but she is too immoral, and her pattern is too narrow-minded. I’m afraid she has no future in her life.”

Xu Shaochen looks at Chen Dongyu and leaves.

“Stop for me! Who did you just say! ”

Lu Zhe, who was full of fire, was furious when he heard this.

“What are you doing? Don’t you have enough to lose face!”

Chen Dongyu grabbed Lu Zhe and watched him roar angrily.

She didn’t expect that Lu Zhe, who used to be elegant in front of her, would become a villain today.

And he is also a stupid clown who is played with applause like a clown by Xu Shaochen.