Bai Mochou took the lead in reciting a poem "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall", this poem is very famous, and it is a necessary verse in the texts of primary school.

It's just that this kind of pediatrics, how can it be compared with a person like Zhao Feng who has mastered modern technology?

Click on the APP on the token casually, enter Li Taibai, and hundreds of poems will appear in front of you.

Zhao Feng glanced at the poem and snorted coldly, compare with me?

Adults eat stool!

As soon as Bai Mochou's poem ended, the applause at the scene was thunderous, and everyone was impressed by the looming beauty of Lushan Waterfall.

Only a great writer like Mr. Taibai can write such poems.

"It's your turn. ”

Bai Mochou looked arrogant, he had never been afraid of anyone than Shiwen.

He has memorized Mr. Taibai's poems hundreds of times and is very familiar with them, and he is not afraid of Zhao Feng at all.

Zhao Feng smiled faintly, and he didn't need to be ready to open his mouth to come.

"Oh, it's dangerous! The difficulty of the Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky! The silkworm bush and the fish are at a loss, how blank is the founding of the country! The 48,000-year-old is not ......populated with Qin Saitong."

Bai Mochou recited poems, four sentences into poems, although the road is full of beautiful scenery of Lushan.

But the listener is more likely to imagine from the verses.

As soon as Zhao Feng opened his mouth, it was a song "Shu Road Difficulty", with twists and turns, saying that Shu Road was difficult.

It is even more difficult to walk, and every word is sonorous and powerful, so that everyone present has an immersive feeling.

Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky!

After Zhao Feng finished reading, everyone thought about it for a long time, and finally turned out warm applause.

"What a song "Shu Dao Difficult", Mr. Taibai is really everyone in the literary world, and I am ashamed of myself. ”

"It is difficult for Shu Dao to go to the blue sky, this sentence...... Good!"

After listening to this poem, I really want to see the style of Shu Dao with Mr. Taibai. ”

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Everyone commented one after another, and more said that Zhao Feng reappeared to show the demeanor of Mr. Taibai and the hardships and difficulties of Shu Dao.

Bai Mochou's face was solemn, and he originally wanted to try his hand at it, but Zhao Feng's performance surprised him.

The performance of the people around him has said everything, and the poems he chose are far inferior to Zhao Feng in terms of momentum.

Let's listen to the second poem "Early White Emperor City". ”

Bai Mochou started the second poem the moment everyone calmed down.

In the poems, the style of the White Emperor City is shown to the fullest, especially the feeling of crossing the river in a flat boat and seeing the beautiful scenery on both sides of the river is impressive.

Let everyone present experience the feeling of the sound of apes surrounding and the mountains cascading.

"'Thousands of miles of Jiangling in one day, the light boat has passed over the ten thousand mountains', just a few lines of poetry actually include the scenery between the days, Mr. Taibai is really a master. ”

"I like this sentence, 'The White Emperor is in the clouds', the clouds and mist are shrouded in the morning, and the White Emperor City is looming beautiful. ”

"Mr. Taibai is really the one who can only turn his back to us, I really want to see it. ”

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Bai Mochou's poems were recognized by everyone, which made him very proud.

The artistic conception in Mr. Taibai's poems can only be understood by those who have seen those scenes with their own eyes.

It just so happened that Bai Mochou was the kind of person who returned from traveling all over the world, and he even saw the scene in Mr. Taibai's poems with his own eyes.

Naturally, you can understand the meaning of the poem.

Although Bai Mochou had the advantage, Zhao Feng still had a way to deal with it.

I quietly looked it up on the APP and immediately found a poem that suited me very well.

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth secretly showed a smile, and he secretly began to mobilize the overlord seven-style formula.

"It's your turn. ”

Bai Mochou urged Zhao Feng with a proud face, only to see that Zhao Feng was closing his eyes at this time, and the whole person was like a calm pool of water without any movement.

Everyone was curious about how they couldn't get up after reading a few poems.

There are many famous poems by Mr. Taibai, even the children on the street can read them, why didn't Zhao Feng move at all?

"What's wrong with this person? Why don't you still read poetry?"

"No, Mr. Taibai has hundreds of poems, and any one of them can be passed down through the ages, it's impossible that it won't. ”

"I think eighty percent is true, this person is not a literati at first glance, and it is estimated that there will be a song "Shu Dao Difficult". ”

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The literati and artists around him gradually disliked Zhao Feng, especially his dress was full of philistine atmosphere, which was very different from them literati.

Even An Ning on the side was sweating anxiously, she knew Mr. Taibai's poems since she was a child, if Zhao Feng really couldn't answer, An Ning would definitely help him.

But the next moment, Zhao Feng opened his eyes violently, and the murderous and domineering aura in his body spread like an explosion.

made everyone present get goosebumps, and their backs were instantly wet with cold sweat.

Bai Mochou's face turned completely white, he had never felt such a terrifying aura, that kind of domineering aura like killing gods on the battlefield penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

It made his legs tremble, and he said tremblingly.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Bai Mochou took two steps back, but Zhao Feng ignored him, and slowly raised his hand to tell a song "Chivalrous Journey".

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go to hide deep with your name ......"

Zhao Feng read "Chivalrous Journey" and Mr. Taibai's elegant, the murderous and domineering aura on his body made people feel the sea of blood churning.

That kind of life in the shadow of swords and blood, that kind of happy grudge.

The domineering spirit of the winner in the sea of corpses and blood.

Especially the sentence 'kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles', that kind of self-respecting momentum is not something that ordinary people can show.

Just a few lines of poetry tell the life of a chivalrous man, but everyone present feels the magnificent momentum of being on the battlefield.

It seems that what Zhao Feng is talking about is no longer the chivalrous man who rides the dust, but the killing god who stands on the battlefield and is a hundred.

Although it is the same poem, it has a different feeling.

This can only be reflected in Zhao Feng.

After Zhao Feng finished reading the poem, everyone at the scene did not speak for a long time.

They have been students of scholarly families since they were children, and they have experienced a chaotic battlefield.

Even in Mr. Taibai's poems, you can only think about that kind of scene.

But just now, Zhao Feng made them feel as if they were there, and they experienced the feeling of the battlefield for a while.

That kind of murderous and domineering made many people uncomfortable with a churning in their stomachs, and soon some people vomited.

Vomit!

I don't know if these literati are weak and sickly, or if the sour smell is too strong.

After the first person vomited, there was soon a chain reaction, and countless people felt that there was blood in their mouths and noses, and vomited on the spot.

Zhao Feng looked at everyone helplessly, I just chanted a poem.

Even if it doesn't sound good, you don't have to spit it out, and I didn't write it.

The most important thing is that Zhao Feng glanced at Bai Mochou who was standing in front of him and found that his face was pale, and there were still some water marks between his legs.

"That little brother...... You look like you're peeing!"

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