Furiously Retired His Fiancee at the Beginning and Became the Villain of Destiny

"Awesome, Nan Tian is really amazing, this literary dialogue is really great!"

"Yes, when Zhang Shao's realistic literature came out just now, I thought Nan Tian was about to fail!"

"I really didn't expect that Nan Tian's knowledge is so rich that he used romanticism to directly weaken realism!"

"Indeed, you must know that these two schools of literature have been enemies since ancient times!"

"Yes, reality is cruel, but fantasy is really beautiful!"

"Romantic until death!!"

"Romantic until death!!"

...

For a time, fierce applause broke out in the entire classroom again!

Everyone started screaming and shouting!

Because of this duel, Nan Tian is about to win!

They can't wait to see the expression on Zhang Fan's defeat!

That must make people full of joy, make people want to stop, let people be able to keep the expression of three days and three nights cool! ! !

This is their victory! ! !

Even Nan Tian, ​​who had just started writing, was relieved at this moment. At the last moment of writing, he thought of this literary writing.

Even Nan Tian guessed that Zhang Fan probably won't be able to write anything anymore!

However, just as everyone cheered each other, Zhang Fan on the podium started writing again!

Everyone held their breath and looked towards the podium.

[The old man’s yellow umbrella has a few holes and a few mottled spots. The raindrops penetrated there, and the drips were mottled. The raindrops penetrated from there, and the drips indicated his evening scene. 】

"My God! I'm dumbfounded! This...this is bad literature! Why, why does Zhang Dashao even do this!"

"Ahhhh, this is the end of Nantian, declining literature is simply the nemesis of romantic literature!"

"Yes, the dying old man, his life has already come to the brink of death. What so-called romance has nothing to do with him at this moment, or it is the fate of the declining man!"

...

The classmates in the classroom slapped the tabletop one after another, and the scale of victory at this moment seemed to be far away from them.

Even Nan Tian was still stunned at this moment, not knowing how to answer.

But looking at the expectant eyes of each classmate, Nan Tian gritted his teeth again, picked up the chalk in his hand, and started writing again.

[In an instant shorter than the heartbeat, the man understood this truth.

That is the existence of the same generation as my father's origin. They used to be where I am now, but now they are old, and they want to touch the young me with something outside.

Sit back to the position he was unwilling to give to other old people when he was young!

However, I don’t want to give up my seat...

But……

"If it's him... if it's him, I can't win anyway!"

That old villain, his domineering, has not been erased with the traces of the years.

The vermilion umbrella tip, like an arrow proclaiming inevitable death, pierced the man's heart with a general force that penetrates the blue sky.

In the chaos, the man issued his own question.

- Is it "Ultimate"?

Even if three thousand years of human history are exhausted, it will be difficult to see such an umbrella as rotten as a heavenly origin!

Even the king who sits high on the jade seat has no resistance under this umbrella, and defeat is a natural outcome.

"Ah... what a beautiful and splendid killing was that!"

It is like a bird leaving a trace in the airspace, like a rainbow after the rain.

Amidst the roar of the engine, admiring him, he fell into an endless fall.

The bus seat will undoubtedly fall into the hands of the winner! 】

With the appearance of this piece of literature, everyone among the professors was shocked again!

"This, could it be the legendary memoir literature!"

"Yes, it appeared! That famous anime, how to use it in Naruto! Memoirs!"

"The origin of everything comes from the absence of peace, and all memories also exist in the past!"

"Ahhhhhhh! I'm burning! Bibo is burning!!!"

"This wave, this wave, I bet on my dignity, Nan Tian will win!!!"

At this moment, everyone is full of self-confidence. They believe that even if Zhang Fan is great, he cannot produce more powerful literature!

However, soon Zhang Fan went beyond their expectations and wrote on the blackboard again.

[The bell is getting closer and closer, and the huge sound is constantly hitting the windows of the MRT, destroying the glass, and providing various bonuses for the elderly.

When the curtain of the battle was about to be pulled down, the old man began to move, preparing to show his final blow to this stage.

He has done a good job of revealing his true destructive power.

He opened his arms, chanting evil spells, and anyone hearing this forbidden sound would make his ears burn.

The old man roared. During this time, I had already got up, and the speed of the umbrella was faster than before!

The impact of the limbs of the two sides made the air tremble, and everyone in the car watched the battle between the demigods anxiously!

The old man staggered me from the seat with burning blood and broken clothes!

I gritted my teeth and roared angrily!

"You're an old stubborn stubborn old man!"

"You were old and stubborn when you were born, and now you are still old and stubborn!"]

After this wave, everyone was shocked.

"This, what is this? Is it the teaching literature of the Magic Academy!?"

"I...I don't know, could it be Harry Potter..."

"Too strong, I seem to see Voldemort kill me!"

"Yes, it perfectly explains the struggle between the old man and a child!!!"

...

Everyone sighed, but Nan Tian still refused to admit defeat! What else does he want to write!

But Zhang Fan is faster, he wants to end the southern sky in front of him directly!

I saw Zhang Fan quickly write again.

[The old man specified with a smile: "I'll take you the monkey! Who are you hiding? You fell on the MRT and grabbed my seat. You walked here overnight, and you didn't confess, cover up what? Don't go! Go and return my seat as soon as possible!"

Hearing the words, the walker was angry, and the iron rod was not allowed to be said, and the old man would just hit the head.

The old man dodged sideways, stepped on the auspicious light, and walked into the air.

The traveler also jumped into the clouds, rushing to catch up.

The old man showed his true picture in mid-air, look at how he dressed up:

Wearing a purple gold crown, worry-free crane cloak wear.

The body looks like a boy, and the face looks like a beautiful face.

The three beards fluttered down, and the crow ling folded on his side.

Those who greet the walker have no weapons, and only hold the jade in his hands.

The walker is not high or low, and the stick beats around.

The old man shielded his umbrella from the left to the right. This vicious fight is evidenced by poems. Poetry Day:

The traveler does not know the old man and the immortal.

A magic weapon is used fiercely, and a lone umbrella floats by itself.

The left cover and the right block follow, and the back frame will turn around.

It is difficult to get out of the body at night, and when will it be submerged in the west.

When he landed on the ground, he blackmailed, and lost 88 thousand eighty thousand! 】

Looking at the last passage of literature, Nan Tian was silly.

That is...the Journey to the West literature among the four great masterpieces...

Tears flowed slightly from the corners of his eyes, Nan Tian said slowly

"I... I lost..."