The theme of this poetry competition was the moon. This was very common and anyone could write about it.
But Young Master Zhang's poem…uh…how should he brag about it?
Just as Tong Shanhe was hesitating, a few poets from the Writers 'Association exclaimed,"
"Good poem! Young Master Zhang's poem is so well written!"
"Although the words are straightforward, it vividly shows the strength of the protagonist's body and his longing for his boss.”
"It can be seen that the protagonist really respects his boss, so the straightforwardness of the words here is actually a good thing.”
"That's right! Doing those fancy things would instead weaken this feeling of respect and longing!”
"I don't know what others are like, but I'm ashamed of my inferiority!”
"We are all ashamed of our inferiority to you!"
"Looks like Young Master Zhang is going to be the champion this time!”
Young Master Zhang couldn't stop laughing.
"Hahaha! It seems that you have won my heart!
I wrote this poem for my boss!
Come, you guys continue. I'll see how my poem ranks.”
Then, the people from the Poetry Association started to publish their poems.
Those who could enter the Writers 'Association were not easy to deal with, and they all displayed their abilities.
Tong Shan He arranged the navy to push Young Master Zhang's lousy poem to first place.
The last person to appear was a famous male poet. He was young and talented, and he was originally very popular with girls. However, with Su Xuan around, no one cared about him anymore.
He recited a poem, and the judges applauded and gave him high praise.
However, after reading the poem, he did not leave. Instead, he smiled and said,
"I heard that the Poetry Association has a new member named Su Xuan. He's even on the poster. I'm sure his poetry creation skills are pretty good, right?
Why didn't you show off and write a poem?
Don't worry, if you're not unsightly, I, a senior in the poetry world, will give you some pointers.”
As soon as he said that, many people turned to look at Su Xuan, who immediately became the center of attention.
At this moment, Tong Yan had already charged into the crowd of beauties, intending to take her student Su Xuan away. However, he couldn't help but be enraged when he heard the words of the ugly male poet.
"Why did he say that?
She clearly knew that Su Xuan was just a new member and didn't know how to write poems, yet she still insisted that he participate.
Wasn't he deliberately making a fool out of Su Xuan?”
Tong Shanhe was also very dissatisfied.
This was a live broadcast.
Su Xuan was his benefactor.
If you do this and embarrass him in public, aren't you trying to destroy him?
What kind of grudge was this? He was too ruthless!
Zhang Fei's expression changed as he looked coldly at the stage.
This kid dared to play tricks on Boss, he was dead!
You want me to write poems?
Su Xuan laughed in anger.
If you knew the theme of this poetry competition, you could have prepared in advance.
I only found out a few minutes ago, and they didn't even give me time to prepare.
Wasn't this bullying?
Are you guys jealous that there are so many beautiful women flirting with me, so you want to slap my face?
I think you guys are really courting death!
This world was a parallel world that was different from his previous life. There were no famous poets like Du Fu and Li Bai.
Therefore, he had too many poems to copy.
Competing with him in poetry, no matter who came, they would be looking for abuse!
Su Xuan walked up and planned to participate in the competition. However, when he saw the poem that was ranked first, he didn't even look at who wrote it. He immediately sniggered.
"I thought you guys had some ability.
And this was the level of trash?
Look at the poem written by the first place. What kind of sh * t is that?
I can write better than him even with my toes!”
The people who were still flattering Young Master Zhang were all stunned.
"You actually said that this poem was not well written? Are you courting death?"
"Do you know who wrote this? You're talking nonsense!"
"Let me tell you, this was written by Young Master Zhang. I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words!”
"Zhang Fei wrote it?" Only then did Su Xuan see the author clearly. He burst out laughing." You studied for half a year and this is all you wrote?”
The bootlickers surrounding Young Master Zhang looked at Su Xuan in disbelief.
"How dare you speak to Young Master Zhang like this? Are you crazy?"
"Shut up! Otherwise, you will ruin this poetry competition!”
However, Young Master Zhang lowered his head in shame and kept muttering to himself.
"I'm trash! My writing is very bad!"
Hearing the others reprimand their boss, Young Master Zhang angrily rebuked.
"If he says that my writing is bad, then my writing is bad. What you guys say is nothing!
Hurry up and take down my poem. It's too embarrassing!”
He knew that his boss was hiding his identity for the clan trial, so he didn't reveal Su Xuan's identity.
The people who wanted to teach Su Xuan a lesson spoke up one after another, wanting to force Su Xuan onto the stage to make a fool of himself.
"If you say that Young Master Zhang's writing is not good enough, then you can do it!”
"You don't have the ability, but you can't just talk about others. Isn't that scum?”
"If you have the guts, go up and write a song for us to see!”
"If you can enter the top ten, I'll kneel down to you on the spot!”
Seeing Su Xuan walk up to him, Tong Yan looked worried and said anxiously,""Don't go! They were deliberately trying to embarrass you!”
"Wow, the great poet Su is about to perform. Everyone, clap!”
Zhao Youqian and the others applauded on purpose and mocked Su Xuan, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Amidst the worried, helpless, and gloating applause, Su Xuan walked up to them and shook his head.
You don't even know what you're facing?
That was the culture of China from another world for 5,000 years!
Tong Shanhe tried to buy time for Su Xuan.""Su Xuan, you're not prepared, so there's no need to rush. You can think about it for a while.”
"No need." Su Xuan shook his head.
The poets looked at him with contempt.
Composing poems on the spot? Or a poem with a theme?
Even they would need at least half an hour to find inspiration!
Even we can't do it. How can you, a gigolo who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, do it?
Su Xuan looked out the window. The moon was round.
He took a step forward and said,"The bright moon outside the window is like frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to think of my child.”
Tong Yan blushed.
This was written for her?
Was he flirting with her in public?
I'm your teacher!
My student wrote a poem to confess to me in public?
Why did it feel so exciting!
Everyone was also stunned. This poem sounded quite convincing. It could probably enter the top few.
I didn't expect this pretty boy to really know how to write poems.
However, they did not know that this was only the beginning.
Su Xuan took another step forward and recited another poem.
" Drinking Alone Under the Moon ": A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. I raise my cup to invite the bright moon, to Ying Cheng and the other two…"
He took another step.
"The moon is silent, but the moon is bright and the people are affectionate…"
One poem per step.
Su Xuan walked from one end of the venue to the other and recited dozens of poems without stopping.
By the time he finished reciting the last song," Shuidiao Datou," everyone's goosebumps had already exploded.
In an instant, everyone was silent!
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