Chapter 172: You Tamper with My Poetry Casually, This Is Adding to the Snake

"Love poems, this is love poems!"

"It's the most beautiful poem I've ever heard in my life. ”

"In order to get married, seek the Buddha for a thousand years, turn into a tree, bloom with enthusiasm, but gradually wither, the heart also withered, this love is too desirable!"

A moment later.

Violent applause, applause that has never been seen since the opening, resounded overwhelmingly.

It literally shattered the window.

The audience's applause was not only because of this love poem, but also because of Zheng Tingting's recitation skills just now, and she worked very hard to restore the artistic conception of this poem.

Although most of it is due to the addition of this poem, her efforts are also worthy of recognition.

The applause lasted for a long time.

During this period.

The live broadcast room was also silent from the original, and it became lively for a while.

The popularity of the live broadcast has gone from more than 1,000 to more than 6,000.

In the category of outdoor live broadcast, the popularity ranking instantly skyrocketed to fifth.

Featured on the homepage of the live broadcast platform.

This move also continued to give the poetry party of No. 3 Middle School and continued to attract many people.

"This poem is really divine!"

"This love poem is a hundred times better than what I read in my textbook!"

"Fart, it's 10,000 times!"

"What am I missing, why is the live broadcast room so lively all of a sudden?"

"Haha, upstairs is a big loss, just now in the live broadcast, a love poem emerged, an absolute classic, the kind that can be passed on in the history of modern poetry!"

"It's really fake, was it written by Guo Han?"

"It wasn't written by Guo Han, and I don't know who wrote it, does anyone know who the author of this poem is?"

"I searched for a flowering tree, how could I not find this poem!"

"Damn, which god wrote this, why can't I find any information?"

Not only the water friends of the live broadcast, but even the audience and teachers at the scene went crazy to find the information of this poem.

Because such a classic poem is definitely written by a master, but in the Chinese poetry circle, except for Guo Han, there are big names who have not had love poems for many years, and they are eager to know who this person is.

However, their search on the web yielded nothing.

It's as if the poem came out of nowhere.

Now they couldn't understand it even more.

Why, why can't they find the source and author of such excellent love poems?

There is a bold guess in the minds of many people.

Could it be that this poem is original?

The brushstrokes of this poem are very delicate, and I really want to be written by a woman, but if it is written by Zheng Tingting, no one present will believe it.

Not to mention the artistic conception of this poem, even the writing is not owned by high school girls.

Then, there are only people who are close to her.

Other teachers ran up to Teacher Yu and asked.

"Teacher Yu, who wrote this poem, it can't be you, right?"

"I don't know where I have this level. Teacher Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"But, aren't you her homeroom teacher?"

"I'm her homeroom teacher, but I really don't remember this poem. Teacher Yu shook his head and called the class leader over again to ask.

"Do you know where Zheng Tingting got this poem?"

Originally, Mr. Yu just asked for the sake of safety, but he didn't expect to really ask for the result.

"Zheng Tingting said that she pestered her cousin to write it!"

"Cousin?" Teacher Yu's head exploded, and she looked back at Chu Ming's position in disbelief.

A man writes such delicate love poems, this is too fake.

This is obviously a woman's style, but it was written alive by a man.

Doesn't this mean that Tingting's cousin has reached a particularly high level of poetry creation, and can create poetry from a female perspective!

But it's terrible, isn't it?

"It's a joke. The teacher was still a little skeptical.

However, at this time, a host also asked Zheng Tingting about the creator of this poem, and Zheng Tingting teased into the microphone.

"With my ability to pass the language, I will definitely not be able to write this kind of poem. ”

There was laughter from the audience, this little girl was quite funny.

"The author of this poem is my cousin. Zheng Tingting raised her palm and pointed to Chu Ming's position.

As a young man, Chu Ming was too young in a group of parents, so he was quickly noticed by everyone.

Seeing such a young man creating such a love poem made the people present sigh.

"This is a poem written by a boy?

"I've always been written by a girl, and it's actually a man!"

"To be able to write such a poem, this boy must be very delicate in his heart. ”

"I think his poem is much better than the love poem written by Guo Han. ”

"I also agree, when the two are compared, the gap is so big, the quality of this poem, there is no problem with beating Guo Han!"

Many viewers couldn't help it, and the discussion became louder.

If left unchecked, order at the scene may not be maintained.

So the host had to interrupt the audience's discussion and prepared to enter the comment session.

The host asked Zheng Tingting to copy the poem on the blackboard, and then picked up the microphone and said.

"Thank you Zheng Tingting for your performance, please go back to your seat to rest first, and then we will ask the judges to comment. ”

The speeches of several principals were surprisingly unanimous, and they were all praised.

"This poem is very expressive, and it can be said to be a classic in love poetry. ”

The rhyme of this poem is very harmonious, such as "Buddha", "Dust", "Encounter", "Past Life" and so on, all of which can give us a kind of beautiful enjoyment. ”

This poem is very short, although there is not a single word "love", but the passionate and persistent love jumps on the page, which is a rare masterpiece. ”

"I heard that this poem was written by Zheng Tingting's cousin, can anyone stand up and let us get to know each other?" the principal spoke.

Everyone turned their eyes to Chu Ming, and Chu Ming also got up under their gaze.

"Clumsy, let everyone laugh. Chu Ming said humbly.

However, many people in the audience burst into applause.

"Cow, little brother. ”

"You're a blast. ”

"It's a really beautiful poem. ”

"This little brother has a good temperament. ”

"It is estimated that Guo Han's title of the little prince of love poems is going to be transferred to you, haha. ”

The surrounding audience burst into laughter.

"At a young age, young and promising, because the future of the poetry world is limitless!" the principal nodded affirmatively and ended his comments.

"Then let's listen to Guo Han's speech. The host handed over the topic to Guo Han.

"This poem is indeed a good poem, but I have different opinions from several principals. ”

Guo Han coughed, his face a little bad.

Today's poetry meeting was originally a good day for him to pretend to be forced, but a young man stole the limelight, and was said that his poems were not as good as him, how could Guo Han have a good face.

In the field of literature, he Guo Han has worked hard for many years to accumulate his current status and fame.

The young man Guo Han who mixed poetry knows him, and Chu Ming's appearance Guo Han is not familiar, and he is obviously a layman.

If a layman's love poem overrides him, where will he put Guo Han's face?

Even he didn't believe that a layman could write such a classic love poem!

This poem was definitely not made by him.

"This poem can only be regarded as good at present, but there are many problems, the most important of which is that it is pretentious and uses too much force, which destroys the artistic conception of this poem. ”

This remark caused a discussion in the audience.

"No, I think it's a good poem. ”

"I don't know, but Guo Han is an expert, he said that there is a problem, then there must be. ”

"If you look closely, it seems a bit pretentious. ”

Some viewers were shaken, Guo Han continued.

"I'll add that you didn't write this poem, I'm not mistaken. ”

Chu Ming's expression was slightly surprised.

Although the expression was subtle, it was captured by Guo Han, and he already had a judgment in his heart.

If you didn't create it, that's easy!

A sneer appeared in Guo Han's heart and continued.

"I'm afraid this benevolent brother was taken aback, and thought why I knew, for the simple reason that this poem was one of my previous lost manuscripts, and I lost it by accident, and I never thought that today someone would make some clumsy changes to it, and reverses it in front of me, which is very interesting. ”。

Guo Han paused, word by word, and pointed at Chu Ming and scolded.

"You tamper with my poems at will, you are adding to the snake!"