C522 He Guessed That Little Su Would Need a Few Minutes to Compose

Bird?

Following Huo Hil's words, the entire Weibo went into an uproar once again.

"F * ck, bird? What does this mean?"

"Don't tell me you want to write a bird?"

"This topic feels more obscure than poetry."

"Can Young Master Su handle such a rare question?"

... ""

Su Lang's strength was obvious to all, but the topic at hand was really too rare.

Even after they searched their memories