Rong Lao's words did not cause a response from the people on the field.

Because at this time, the goosebumps of everyone present had all exploded, and they were silent for a moment! There was no other sound in the entire event except for Rong Lao's voice!

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was stunned!

Jiang Lao was completely stunned when he heard half of it!

Jia Lao even grew his mouth to the maximum, dumbfounded!

Not to mention them, looking at the atmosphere of the entire event site, you can know that the people sitting below are counted as one, and they all suddenly made no sound, and the group of people who had just forgotten to sarcastically mock Tang Xiaoxiang stood on the spot like wood.

Ding Wei, who was finally about to see Tang Xiaoxiang make a fool of himself, couldn't help but whisper:

"The word.... How could this be a child's coin? This can't be!"

It was his voice that woke up everyone like wood, as if they had just woken up from the palace of the Moon Palace created by Tang Xiaoxiang!

Wow!

The shouts burst out!

"Good words!"

"That's a beautiful word!"

"Oh my God!

"It's a work of heaven!"

"That's amazing!"

Some people couldn't help but stand up and applaud loudly!

Jiang Lao and Jia Lao on the rostrum also woke up from the shock at this time, and their faces were shocked!

I only heard Jia Lao look at Jiang Lao in surprise and exclaimed:

"Such a good word! This is really Tang Xiaoxiang's creation? My god! This is simply incredible, not to mention the poems he wrote before, just this one word, no one in this world can match!"

After he finished speaking, he was the first to take the lead and applaud!

This is not a description! It was really a thunderous movement! The ceiling of the whole event seemed to be torn off! There was no sound to be heard except applause!

What's so good about this word? Many laymen may not be able to tell the truth, but they know that it must be good.

But the people who can participate in today's event are clear about what kind of realm this word is, this word is really written too much, around the Mid-Autumn Festival bright moon to carry out imagination and thinking, the joys and sorrows of the world into the philosophical pursuit of life in the universe!

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace?

Every word is a classic, every sentence is hung with charm, and these words and sentences attract everyone's hearts like a mysterious magic!

This word has always been a little talented Tang Xiaoxiang in their eyes, and instantly completed the process of turning from a human to a god, he seems to have transcended the world through this word, so he has to "return" back to the fairy palace, instead of going to the fairy palace, it seems to be arrogant, but the spirit of this word has also suddenly detached from the world, and has been upgraded by more than one grade!

Who is Tang Xiaoxiang?

Who the hell is this?

Maybe before this poem, everyone will say that he is a talented young man, and they will say that he is a closed disciple of Jiang Lao's fancy and a lucky young man!

But no one would think of it now!

How could the person who could write such words be just a person with a slight talent? How could it be a lucky person who was favored by Jiang Lao in their eyes?

If there is one lucky person, then those elderly literati on the scene now have their eyes on Jiang Lao, who is already smiling!

This old guy is the one who is really lucky!

"This old fellow is really lucky! he actually found such a genius apprentice!"

Now even Jin Xing, who has always been full of hatred for Jiang Lao, has a trace of jealousy towards him, and he sighed slightly.

.......

Two minutes, two full minutes! The applause continued before falling slowly!

"Tang Xiaoxiang!"

"Tang Xiaoxiang!"

"Tang Xiaoxiang!"

"Tang Xiaoxiang!"

Then, shouts rang out one after another, and many people called Tang Xiaoxiang's name in unison, applauding the amazing talent he had just shown!

And at this time, the most difficult to step down are Jin Xing and Ding Wei.

Why?

Just because it was Tang Xiaoxiang who was the two of them who took the lead in questioning just now.

Denying Tang Xiaoxiang in public, questioning him, ridiculing him, and forcing him to make this poem?!

Now retribution is coming!, Tang Xiaoxiang can actually make such a song!

This poem is just as he said, it really makes a Mid-Autumn Festival poem!

Now everyone admits in their hearts that as soon as this word comes out, there will be no more poetry in the Mid-Autumn Festival!

And the happiest person now may be Jiang Lao.

He was going to go home in the evening and burn some paper for his ancestors!

Now his heart is full of happiness, and he is praising his vision in his heart, praising his insight into people, and actually letting him discover and admit such a talented disciple under the disciple.

Now Tang Xiaoxiang is behaving like this again, and he, who is a master, also has a light on his face!

At this time, he also relaxed, looked at Jin Xing and Ding Wei, who had black faces, and said with a smile:

"Lao Jin, in fact, I think you two masters and apprentices just now, what you said is very right, my apprentice, the tone is too big, relying on how much talent I have learned, I will let go of my words, and the poems are average!

After speaking, Jiang Lao smiled and winked at Jin Xing's master and apprentice.

"Poof!"

Jia Lao was directly happy after hearing Jiang Lao's words, yes! For the first time, he found out that Jiang Lao was also a master who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

And Rong Lao, who was sitting next to Jiang Lao, was also crying and laughing at this time.

And Jin Xing almost spit out a mouthful of old blood after hearing Jiang Lao's words, and almost went up to scold his mother, your uncle!

Why don't you let me go to heaven?

Now don't talk about words that surpass it a lot! Even if I can write a poem that can have the talent of this word, I won't be suppressed by you Jiang Xiutong for a lifetime!

Although he is not convinced, although he is angry, but this anger is more annoyed and angry, objectively speaking, Jin Xing has to admit that the word Tang Xiaoxiang is a perfect Mid-Autumn Festival word, not to mention them, no one is afraid that they can't find fault, Jiang Lao is knocking them out!

At this time, Ding Wei was like an ostrich who had encountered the enemy, lowering his head and pretending that he had not heard Jiang Lao's words.

And those who were questioning and ridiculing Tang Xiaoxiang before were silent!

In the face of such a shocking crying ghost and god pinnacle words, they were powerless to refute it!

This is a poem that is rare in a thousand years!

And a hundred years later, these questioners will definitely appear like clowns in the background of the creation of this poem!

(End of chapter)