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Chapter 311 First Round: Ancient Poetry!Come out! "Jiang Xue"!
Sun Wutang harbored evil intentions.

Why not Zhang Mingyu!
Both of them are calculating each other.

Superficial harmony, that is only superficial.

Although Zhang Mingyu knew that Sun Wutang was trying to set him up on purpose, he didn't have any worries, and said with a smile: "It's actually very simple, that is, a person takes off all his clothes, leaving only a small underwear, and then stands still, letting you Friends from the Poetry Association will help you add bricks and tiles, wrap you in snow, and then make it into a snowman."

After Zhang Mingyu finished speaking, instead of worrying, Sun Wutang said excitedly: "Your proposal is good, but what if one of us loses and cheats?"

Hearing Sun Wutang's question, Zhang Mingyu burst into laughter. He didn't expect this "fool" to fall into the trap so easily. He suppressed the smile in his heart and said, "That's easy. There are so many people at the scene who can do it." Witness, they all recorded what we just said with their mobile phones, the evidence is already there, Teacher Sun, are you still worried?"

"Hahahaha, don't worry, don't worry."

"Hahahaha, is Teacher Sun in good health?"

"what?"

Sun Wutang was taken aback.

Zhang Mingyu suddenly asked what is this for?
Did he think he could win?

joke!

Innocent!

What a child, without any self-knowledge!
"so far so good."

Sun Wutang laughed.

……

Studio.

"These two are old Yinbi!"

"One is more insidious than the other, you can't afford to provoke them!"

"Actually, I just want to know where Brother Yu has the courage to play like this?"

"To be honest, I really hope Brother Yu loses. I'm a girl."

"What's wrong with girls? Do you think I dare not scold you because you are a girl?"

"Don't get me wrong, I mean if Brother Yu loses, he will take off his clothes, so we can see Brother Yu's perfect body!"

"... What you said is so reasonable, I was speechless for a while."

……

"Who will come first?"

"You are a junior, I will let you come first."

"No, no, you are an elder, you should come first!"

"If that's the case, then I'm welcome!"

Sun Wutang's gaze was like a torch, and he grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and after forming a ball, crushing it vigorously, he said:

"Snowflakes are falling,"

"Grab it with bare hands."

"A circle is like a circle,"

"Broken gold is like a bountiful year."

After writing the poem, Sun Wutang felt complacent.

Everyone around was stunned.

This level is too low!

Although it is a five-character quatrain, but this...

Unlike the sluggishness of the audience, those from the Poetry Association applauded one after another.

"Good poem! Good poem!"

"As expected of Old Sun, this level is too high!"

"The matching rhyme is awesome!"

"This poem expresses my true feelings in plain language, and it is indeed Mr. Sun!"

"This poem is written in a fresh and lovely way, and the sentences are like hibiscus out of water, which makes people feel otherworldly and refined."

"The artistic conception of this poem has reached the point where there is love in the scene and the harmony of water and milk."

It's just embarrassing.

Not embarrassing yourself, embarrassing others.

——The members of the Poetry Association interpreted this sentence with their own practical actions.

Among the audience, there are also some fans of Sun Wutang. Regardless of whether Sun Wutang's poems are good or bad, they just like them and think they are awesome.

"Old Sun, you haven't said the name of the poem yet?"

Zhang Mingyu kindly reminded him from the side.

"This poem of mine is called "Ode to Winter."

"..."

Zhang Mingyu really wanted to slap Sun Wutang.

Wing Dong?

Chant your sister!

If Dong Dong is conscious, he must be chanted directly by your poem!
……

Studio.

"God damn Yong Dong, I died laughing!"

"This Sun Wutang is really a weirdo. With this level, he can be the vice president of the Poetry Association? It's so ridiculous!"

"I think this song "Ode to Winter" was not composed by Sun Wutang, but more like it was created by other members for Sun Wutang to use."

"I also think so, no matter how many times Sun Wutang writes such rubbish poems, this is simply not his level!"

"rnm, refund the money!"

Although Xiaobailaitu's live broadcast room was all Zhang Mingyu's fans, they also felt a sense of being offended.

This Sun Wutang doesn't seem to be creating, but more like fooling around with errands.

……

Sun Wutang was complacent and complacent at the moment, thinking that he had the chance to win, looked at Zhang Mingyu with disdain, and said lightly, "Young man, it's your turn!"

"Teacher Sun, listen up!"

Zhang Mingyu said loudly:

"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away,"

"Thousands of people disappeared."

"Lonely boat and hat man,"

"Fishing snow in the cold river alone."

boom!
Sun Wutang only felt his head explode.

And Zhang Mingyu looked at Sun Wutang with a smile, and said, "Mr. Sun, my poem is called "Jiang Xue"!"

As if afraid that Sun Wutang would not understand, Zhang Mingyu also explained: "This poem uses a typical generalization method, choosing the typical scene of 'thousands of mountains and trails, people and birds are extinct', which best expresses the severe cold in the mountains, and depicts the heavy snow. The picture of the cold sky; and then sketched the image of a fisherman fishing alone in the cold river, so as to express the unyielding and deeply lonely emotions of people after being hit."

The scene is already fried.

"Damn it! This verse is amazing!"

"Inexplicably, I feel trembling!"

"Brother Yu is awesome!!!"

"I was so shocked!"

"What did you think of it? How did you come up with it? This poem... I am a professional student of poetry, and I have some ideas after studying it, but I really can't think of this kind of thing, let alone write it!"

Countless people were shocked by it.

Those people from the Poetry Association were also speechless.

Sun Wutang staggered and fell down.

He admitted that he underestimated Zhang Mingyu!
Next, he will take it seriously.

……

Wan Shucheng sat in front of the computer and watched the live broadcast. After hearing Sun Wutang's poem, he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and trembled angrily.

Wan Shucheng knew very well that this was not Sun Wutang's real level. Obviously, Sun Wutang was deliberately teasing Zhang Mingyu, looking down on Zhang Mingyu, thinking that a casual poem could win Zhang Mingyu, so he didn't take it seriously, and now he is beating Zhang Mingyu Face.

Before Zhang Mingyu uttered his poem, Wan Shucheng actually didn't have big expectations, he could only say that he had some small expectations, not that exaggerated, but now...

"Genius! Genius!"

Wan Shucheng sat in front of the computer with a dull expression on his face.

"This "Jiang Xue" is really great!"

Wan Shucheng quickly took out a pen and paper to write.

At this moment, Wan Shucheng was in tears.

how many years...

How many years have there been such an excellent poem!
……

imperial capital.

A courtyard.

"This "Jiang Xue" is amazing!"

Elder Shen also looked dull.

Lone Wolf didn't know much about poetry, he just felt that Zhang Mingyu's poems were better, but he couldn't tell if it would be better for him to say it in detail.

Old Shen is much better than Lone Wolf, he knows a little bit, but in fact he knows very superficially, but at least he knows what is so good about Zhang Mingyu's song "Jiang Xue".

(End of this chapter)