Even Professor Zhou's eyes lit up, because Lin Ze's poem was perfect.

Lin Ze didn't know where this matter came from, but he just said it casually. It was something he couldn't have imagined.

"Brother, it's okay, it's hidden!" Bai Yu didn't give Lin Ze a thumbs up, and the whole person also stepped back.

That means hand over this stage to Lin Ze.

In the corner of a seat, a girl with a pen is recording something. The girl wore a ponytail, glasses, and a hat.

It looks ordinary.

But if someone can look closely, they will see that the girl is actually wearing makeup, and she has undergone a disguise treatment.

In fact, if you look closely, you can see that this girl is definitely not as ordinary as she seems, in fact, she is a peerless beauty.

This girl is Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang, as the No. 1 star in the Chinese entertainment industry, has an annual salary of hundreds of millions. But Xiao Zhang's working hours are only half of the year, and she will supplement herself for the remaining half a year.

Xiao Zhang believes that it is not important how much money he makes, but more important is to supplement his knowledge and improve his cultural accomplishment.

Xiao Zhang has a special hobby for literature, so she chose to come to Songjiang University for further study.

It's just that arrogant deliberately made up in order to hide her identity, so no classmates can recognize her.

Today's class is also a class that Xiao Zhang is looking forward to, because this is Professor Zhou's class. Professor Zhou is a master of literature that Xiao Zhang admires very much, and he won the Nobel Prize for Literature this year.

This is the first person in the entire Chinese community to win such a big award.

Xiao Zhang is very much looking forward to Master Zhou's open class, and what Xiao Zhang is looking forward to most is the time when Master Zhou writes poems.

Because Master Zhou's poems are recognized internationally and are now the most powerful poets in the entire Chinese community. There are poems written by various characters in his novels, and they are all written by Master Zhou himself.

This is simply a miraculous skill, which makes Xiao Zhang worship it very much.

Today, Xiao Zhang was fortunate to hear Master Zhou's poems, just a simple sentence, a few plum blossoms fell to who's house, but the whole artistic conception was vividly described.

Xiao Zhang really admired.

And at this time, he heard the boy on the stage say his verses.

"A red apricot is out of the wall!"

Xiao Zhang repeated a few lines of this poem, but found that the artistic conception of this poem seemed to be stronger than Master Zhou's.

She shook her head, how could this be?

But Professor Zhou's shock on the stage was even stronger than Xiao Zhang's. He had no idea that a student would be able to produce such perfect verses.

This poem is a perfect match for the one he wrote before, and there is absolutely no error in the sense of rigor.

It was a shock to him.

Master Zhou was completely interested in the young man in front of him, and to be able to come up with such a poem in an instant, it was definitely not an ordinary person.

Just by virtue of the artistic conception of this poem, this young man can definitely be called a person like a poetic god, especially in today's society, there are not many people who can write such poems.

Master Zhou became interested at once, and said happily to Lin Ze in front of many students: "Young man, you are very good, old man will say another word." ”

"Uh... Come...... Come on!" Lin Ze was in a cold sweat, in fact, the poem he blurted out just now didn't know where he came up with it, and it was almost impossible for him to come up with the same poem.

So he had a completely confused look on his face, and he didn't know how to deal with the current situation. It's just that Lin Ze is also an open-minded person no matter what he says, and he can't be compared to others on this occasion no matter what.

What's more, Xiao Zhang may also watch from the sidelines.

After thinking of this, Lin Ze decided to continue. Just now, he was able to subconsciously blurt out this poem, which shows that Lin Ze is still a little talented.

Professor Zhou thought about it and said again:

"Two lines of clear rain fall into the dust. ”

"A sprig of red apricot came out of the wall. Lin Ze blurted out again, but after finishing speaking, his own face was also a little confused.

Why is this sentence again?

Xiaowa scratched her head, revealing an embarrassed expression. It was the same sentence both times, and Lin Ze himself felt a little embarrassed.

However, Professor Zhou's face changed, because although what Lin Ze said was still that poem, the artistic conception of this poem that suited him could also be a perfect battle.

Professor Zhou hurriedly said again,

"A sprig of red apricot came out of the wall. Lin Ze blurted out, still this sentence.

The students in the audience are all confused, you will know this poem. Xiao Zhang was also looking forward to the young man, but after seeing that he could only write a poem, Xiao Zhang also frowned.

Obviously, this young man doesn't know how to do things at all, and although the poem just now seems to be a stroke of genius, he can only do this one.

But although everyone thinks so, Professor Zhou doesn't think so at all. In Professor Zhou's view, a poem is worth a thousand sentences.

Lin Ze is just a simple poem, but he taught Professor Zhou the truth of poetry.

Professor Zhou even felt a strong pressure coming towards him.

"It's really terrifying!" Professor Zhou said his judgment in a heavy tone. Now she has felt the pressure, that is, the pressure from Lin Ze.

Lin Ze's poem completely made Professor Zhou feel a strong oppressive force. Even Professor Zhou felt that he could not write this poem at all.

Thinking of this, Professor Zhou took a step forward and bowed deeply to Lin Ze.

"Sir is really a god, this poem makes me admire, in my opinion, this poem can be called a god-level poem. After Professor Zhou finished speaking, he still looked at Lin Ze with a respectful face.

It's just that as soon as he said this, it really had the effect of shocking the audience. All of them were shocked.

Professor Zhou actually said that Lin Ze's poems were god-level poems, and everyone even thought that they had heard them wrong.

You must know that the evaluation of god-level poems is not easy to obtain, although this kind of poems abound throughout the history of China, but if a modern person can write a god-level poem, it can definitely enter the entire world of poetry.

That's definitely a great thing, a big thing.

So there is a reason for everyone's shock, because Professor Zhou's evaluation is really unusual.

No one could have imagined that Professor Zhou would be so respectful to Lin Ze.

directly raised Lin Ze's status in the hearts of everyone by more than one height. Even Han Xin in the audience was thinking carefully about Lin Ze's poem.

"A red apricot is coming out of the wall!" Han Xin frowned, thinking carefully.

Although this poem looks ordinary, it can be perfectly matched with every line.

It's simply a universal verse.