As soon as Wen Cangyu appeared, he brought a strong sense of oppression.
His eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring coldly at Yao Duoer.
He really disliked this young woman.
With his status, it is impossible for him to say in person, "Little girl, you have to fulfill the bet."
So, he just looked at Yao Duoer coldly. After all, she had just come down from the battlefield and was full of momentum.
Yao Duoer was shocked by the powerful aura he exuded. She stood there with her legs shaking and her face pale.
"No. 108, before the literary gathering began, he and I met by chance on the island in the middle of the lake. That was also the first time we met. At that time, he was comparing the disabled couplet that had been unearthed five years ago, 'I suddenly heard the bell in a dream, even if it was hazy and misty, I still stayed awake.' He was comparing the life to that of a wild goose, 'I see the sky falling, and I also turned back." Wen Cangyu spoke slowly.
The pupils of many writers shrank. They all knew about the Disabled Persons' Federation, which had always been not very neat.
Then, they carefully chewed over Shen Xian's second line and were all shocked by the artistic conception contained therein.
What a neat couplet!
What a profound artistic conception!
"Later, I saw that he had some talent, so I invited him to go boating with me. He improvised a seven-character quatrain in two minutes!" Wen Cangyu said. Even though several days had passed, every time he thought of the situation on Dongting Lake that night, he was still amazed, "Two minutes, such a short time!"
No one noticed that at this moment, Shen Xian's face turned red and warm. He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and roared madly in his heart: "What's wrong with two minutes? Two minutes is not short!"
Why are you stressing about two minutes!
Did I eat your rice in two minutes?
Too much!
Wen Cangyu glanced at Chen Xian strangely. Why did this guy look so resentful?
He didn't ask any more questions, but just waved his hand, and the young man behind him immediately understood what he meant.
He took the mobile phone and projected the poem "The boat is full of sweet dreams, pressing down on the starry sky" onto the big screen.
“Fuck, what a beautiful poem!”
"How romantic! I didn't expect Shen Xian to write this poem!"
“If I had taken it out during the first round, this poem would have gotten full marks again!”
"The Immortal Poet is at leisure!"
"The Emperor of Words is calm and at ease!"
On the ninth floor, Shen Tunan and Chu Feng were stunned when they saw the poem appear again. What was going on?
Everyone had a thought in their mind.
Could it be that No. 108 is the young man who went boating on the lake and ate hotpot with Wen Cangyu, and wrote "The boat is full of sweet dreams and the stars are overwhelming"?
According to Wen Cangyu, he seems to be under 30 years old.
hiss……
Chu Feng and Shen Tunan looked at each other and thought of this possibility.
Wen Cangyu ignored the noise of the crowd and continued: "I have said so much just to say that Shen Xian's talent is real. His style is changeable and he is good at various genres. He can write poems, songs, parallel prose and miscellaneous notes at will. His ability to improvise is unmatched, so there is no need to question it!"
"There are always people better than you, don't use your narrow vision to speculate about others!"
“That’s all I have to say, Chen Xian, come with me to the ninth floor, we are all waiting for you!”
Shen Xian nodded, walked towards Yao Duoer, and stretched out his hand: “Give me the bracelet.”
Everyone found it interesting. This guy really couldn't forget the bracelet.
With tears in her eyes, Yao Duoer handed the bracelet to Shen Xian with great reluctance.
I feel extremely regretful.
I am so blind.
I once had a chance to climb up to the ninth floor by holding onto someone's thigh, but I ruined it.
Not only that, he also lost face, and even Wen Cangyu came out to criticize him personally!
She felt like she was breaking.
Shen Xian successfully got the bracelet and followed Wen Cangyu happily.
I will sell it at a second-hand luxury store tomorrow and it will be another income.
At the elevator door, Wen Cangyu turned around and looked at Chen Xian, his eyes full of emotion: "I know you are very talented, but I still didn't expect that you are talented to this extent!"
Shen Xian waved his hand modestly: "I am just standing on the shoulders of my predecessors to see the world."
Wen Cangyu didn't understand the meaning of his words and patted him on the shoulder: "Work hard and win glory for the country."
Shen Xian nodded, then took out three thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to Wen Cangyu: "Thank you for lending me the money before, old man."
Wen Cangyu smiled and did not refuse. He took it and then walked into the elevator with Shen Xian.
On the ninth floor, Shen Tunan and Chu Feng were already waiting anxiously.
They didn't know the details of what happened in the lobby on the first floor, they only knew that "Yueyang Tower Inscription" came into being.
Up to now, they still don’t know whether No. 108 is an individual or a group, but combined with what just happened, they have vague guesses in their minds.
No. 108, most likely an individual!
"It's already up, the elevator is running." A staff member pushed the door open and said outside.
Chu Feng finally couldn't help but ask, "Is No. 108 an individual or a team organization?"
The staff member said: "Personally, all the poems, including "Yueyang Tower", were completed by him alone!"
This one sentence stunned the judges on the ninth floor.
"What?" Chu Feng's face was moved. "How old are you?"
Shen Tunan also asked hurriedly: “What’s your name?”
Before the staff member could answer, footsteps were heard.
Chu Feng waved his hand and said, "You go out first."
The staff retreated, and the footsteps were getting closer.
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