A strong sense of frustration arose in their hearts.
Zhao Hesheng suddenly shuddered and said in shock, "He hasn't finished writing yet!"
This one sentence brought Wen Bubai and the others back to their senses, and their hearts trembled violently.
Yes, according to the time, Chen Yu has only written half of it, but it has already become a famous piece of work.
If I continue writing, then...
On the fourth floor, Qin Hongxiu's eyes lit up, and she leaned forward slightly, staring at Chen Yu closely.
"Could it be that a thousand-mile famous article isn't his limit?!"
Chen Yu didn't pay attention to the reactions of the people around him and was still immersed in writing.
After a while, Chen Yu stopped writing.
The moment he stopped writing, the literary energy on the paper suddenly surged wildly.
The literary energy turned into ripples, surging around continuously, like endless waves.
Ink scent, floral scent, fruity scent...
Various complex aromas spread, making people feel refreshed and comfortable, and all the pores on their body opened up.
At this moment, the whole place was dead silent, and everyone stared at Chen Yu.
Su Meng's body was shaking violently, and his lips were trembling.
"Heirloom! Heirloom collection! This, this is a poem of the level of a heirloom collection!!!"
This one sentence was like a dynamite exploding, causing the entire Hongxiu Building to resound with a violent echo like a tsunami.
The literati were completely crazy and their faces turned red.
A national treasure!
This is a poem that is worthy of being spread throughout the country!
In this era where the immortal way is dominant, the level of scholars is far from what it was in the past.
Even a famous piece of writing thousands of miles away is enough to cause a sensation, not to mention poems that are at the level of national collections.
Anyone who can write poetry of this level is worthy of being named in the history of the country!
All around, the beauties in Hongxiu Tower had their eyes shining with excitement.
They were right about Duke Wenxuan!
No, Chen Yu's performance completely exceeded their imagination!
It’s right to wait for Chen Yu!
On the other side, Wen Bubai and others were in a state of despair, slumped in their chairs with lifeless eyes.
Previously, they looked down on Chen Yu and thought that Chen Yu was not worthy of sitting with them.
But what about now?
They have become a complete joke!
Qin Hongxiu was amazed and satisfied, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a national collection. Let's see what he wrote!"
At the same time, the host Zhou Ming held Chen Yu's work in his hands, his face flushed with excitement.
"Everyone, let us now appreciate the work of Lord Wenxuan!"
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