Thousands of words are stuck in my heart, unable to be expressed.
He was shocked to the extreme!
He lowered his head again and looked at the poems he had copied in the notebook.
He knew that he would never be able to write it even if he were given ten lifetimes!
However, the young man he had always looked down upon taught him a hard lesson today!
Originally, he only admired two or three writers, one of whom was the author of "My Son Wang Teng". Although he was a web writer, his ideas were so wild and imaginative that he felt he could not think of them with his own brain.
Now is the time to relax!
The live broadcast room has completely exploded.
"The contemporary immortal poet is born!"
"Everyone reads his poems, they are much deeper than those in the textbooks!"
"What they mean by 'if you don't work hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old', and what they mean by 'success or failure is all in vain'...' is a very wake-up call!"
"Is this Chen Xian a human or an immortal?"
Yao Duoer hurriedly stood up, walked towards Shen Xian, and asked softly: “Mr. Shen, I apologize for my previous behavior, can you take me to the ninth floor?”
Shen Xian shook his head: “I said, no!”
Yao Duoer felt infinite regret in her heart.
Before the literary gathering started, Zhang Hongting was planning to team up with him, but he refused.
It would have been fine if he had just refused, but the key point was that I then had a conflict with him!
Regret, unwillingness, shame, anxiety, panic, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making her eyes red.
Seeing Shen Xian staring at her indifferently, she felt a surge of anger rushing into her mind.
Then, regardless of anything, he pointed at Chen Xian and said loudly: “I don’t believe that all these poems were written by him alone!”
"He's lying!"
"There must be a poetry association behind him, or maybe all his poems were bought. No one else has this talent!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into silence.
Many people's eyes flickered.
Yes, what Yao Duoer said makes some sense.
How is it possible that someone could have such astonishing improvisational abilities?
Moreover, the style of each of his poems is very different.
Especially the four stages of life, it is impossible to write about them without a certain amount of experience. How old is he?
Zhou Xingjian's eyes lit up and he felt a little better: "Yes, that makes sense. How could someone be so talented?"
Zhou Wan was anxious: "Chen Xiancai didn't bother to buy poems, these are all his original works!"
Hearing this, Shen Xian did not get angry, but stared at Yao Duoer with a smile: "What do you mean by saying this? Can it stop me from going to the ninth floor?"
"I won't take you."
Yao Duo'er's breathing was stagnant: "Then you are just seeking fame, unless you provide evidence!"
Shen Xian asked: "How to provide evidence?"
Yao Duoer looked around and said, "Unless you improvise again now, then... then..."
She kept looking around, her head turning quickly, and decided to increase the intensity of Shen Xian.
“Unless you take Yueyang Tower as the theme and improvise.”
"It should include the magnificence of Yueyang Tower, today's grand occasion, the purpose of holding the literary gathering, our pursuits in the current era and our patriotism, our positive mental state, and your feelings about winning the championship this time."
"Just use these elements and improvise. If it's good, we'll acknowledge it!"
In order to increase the strength of Chen Xian, Yao Duoer added all the elements in her mind into it.
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