Once this thought appeared, it was like an inner demon that entangled Yang Chengguang's heart.
He was still very arrogant and full of confidence just now.
But now you're starting to worry, no way
Could it be that he couldn't even beat a young kid in his early twenties?
but
Thinking of this, Yang Chengguang hesitated, and his gaze fell on the words written by Shen Mu.
Even he himself felt that this word was very special and beautiful.
Not to mention the others.
However, when he thought of the praise that those old men had given him for his writing just now, he felt that he had to be careful.
Yang Chengguang gritted his teeth and straightened his back.
The results had not come out yet, so why was he deflated first?
It was not certain who would win or lose!
The eyes of the old men surrounding Shen Mu lit up.
She stared at Shen Mumao's handwriting without blinking.
They were only focused on looking at Shen Mu's words.
Only then did he notice the poem written by Shen Mu.
"Eh?"
An old man called out suspiciously.
"What poem is this?"
When this question was raised, many people shifted their attention from the calligraphy style and started reading the poem from the beginning.
"When will the bright moon appear? Ask the blue sky for wine."
"I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky.”
"I want to ride the wind and return, but I'm afraid that it's too cold at the top.”
"Dance and clear the shadow, how can it seem to be in the human world?”
Someone began to read it out line by line.
The more they read, the more confused their expressions became.
Everyone could tell that this was a poem, but no one had heard of it before.
Before Shen Mu could finish writing, someone whispered," Old Zhang, what poem is this?”
Zhang Qingming also found it strange. He scratched his head." I don't know either. Maybe it's a poem from an unknown collection of poems?”
After saying that, Zhang Qingming wasn't sure anymore. He suggested," Why don't we check online?”
Someone took out his phone and started to check the poems written by Shen Mu.
The lounge suddenly fell silent.
The uncles and aunties picked up their phones.
Yang Chengguang didn't interrupt. He picked up his phone and started to check quietly.
When he entered the first line of words, he found nothing.
Yang Chengguang didn't give up and typed a few more lines.
But the result was the same.
Looking at the "no keywords" displayed on it, he was completely dumbfounded.
No?
This poem couldn't be found online?
No matter what kind of uncommon or unknown poems were on the internet, they could be found.
As long as it was recorded in historical records, it would be found.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be anything that couldn't even be found on Baidu.
Which means there's only one possibility
At this moment, the voices of the surrounding uncles and aunties could be heard.
"Why didn't I find anything? Did you find anything?”
"I didn't find anything either!"
"That's strange. I didn't find anything either."
"Could it be an original?"
.....
He couldn't find it online, so he could only think of the original reason.
Thinking of this, everyone took a deep breath.
For the calligraphy competition, not only did he use his original calligraphy style, but he also used his original poem?!
This young man was too talented!
Although many of them did not understand poetry, when it came to original works, they felt that it was amazing.
After Yang Chengguang confirmed that this poem was created by Shen Mu, he felt even more relieved.
It had to be said that Shen Mu's calligraphy was indeed beautiful.
In a calligraphy competition, it was important to compete in calligraphy.
But poetry was also extremely important.
Calligraphy could never be singled out to look at.
It had to be expressed through words.
The poem written by Yang Chengguang was an ancient poem written by the Poet Saint Du Fu, describing the Mid-Autumn Festival.
That was the poem of the Sage of Poets. Shen Mu used his own original poem?
Clearly, he was already in an invincible position.
It looked like he was sure of this match!
Yang Chengguang was even more confident, and a victorious smile appeared on his face.
As the referee, Zhang Qingming thought the same.
He couldn't help but feel worried for Shen Mu.
The crowd slowly quieted down.
In order not to be distracted, Shen Mu did not answer their questions from the beginning and focused on his calligraphy.
He was not clear about the rules of the competition.
He only knew that this poem was good.
Word after word fell on the paper.
Everyone also followed Shen Mu's strokes and looked down bit by bit.
Gradually, more and more words appeared on the paper.
Shen Mu continued to write.
Yang Chengguang's expression changed.
Some people gasped.
Some people were flabbergasted.
"This…"
Yang Chengguang looked at the poem in shock. His mouth was slightly open and his lips were trembling.
When Shen Mu finished writing the last word like flowing water.
He heaved a sigh of relief and looked at his work with satisfaction.
Yang Chengguang's face turned pale as if he had been frightened.
Shen Mu put down his brush and nodded at Yang Chengguang with a faint smile.
He turned to Zhang Qingming and said," I'm done.”
Zhang Qingming stared at Shen Mu's face, his eyes filled with bewilderment.
He looked at the last two lines of the poem in astonishment.
"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs.”
"I hope that people will live long and spend thousands of miles together.”
The finishing touch of the entire poem was on these last two lines!
What did the last two sentences mean?
Those who understood poetry would understand after a closer look.
People had the vicissitudes of sorrow and joy, and the moon had the changes of the moon. This kind of thing had been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times.
He only hoped that everyone's loved ones in this world would be safe and healthy. Even if they were thousands of miles away, they could still share this beautiful moonlight.
It was very poetic!
He vividly described the sadness of not being able to reunite with his family during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
But at the same time, he sent his most sincere blessings to his loved ones!
This was the concept!
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