At this moment, the scene finally stabilized a little, although there were still people squeezing forward, but most of them stopped, Brother Hai, Zheng Guiyang and several other poets were surprised by the colleagues, they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, okay...... Fortunately, this cynical Gu Rang scolded the poetry fans, and this Su Huai rescued him in time, and they picked up a life.

But everyone just didn't squeeze forward, but they were not willing to get out of the way, their Huaxia poetry team didn't give an explanation today, they wouldn't leave anyway.

"Teacher Su~!I love you~"

"Mr. Hai, you can also write a poem for us~"

"I waited in line for 3 days to get a ticket to see you. ”

Brother Hai's heart is like a mess, where is he still in the mood to make poetry at this time, get out of the way, now this live meeting is about to become a farce, and the national audience is watching.

"Hurry up, write a poem casually, and deal with them!" Zheng Guiyang was so anxious that he only shouted.

Other poets should also hurry up and look at me, I will see, that means, who will come up with a poem?

But in this case, none of them are scared to pee, their heads are blank, let alone writing poems, and even the words are spoken.

Just when all the Chinese poets were at a loss and didn't know what to do, Gu Rang held the white hat on his head and shouted: "I am an angry ......"

Before they could shout, Zheng Guiyang and Brother Hai were so frightened that they hurriedly covered his mouth, my Gu Huobao! Don't make your literary and artistic illness! You are still angry at this time! Poetry fans are even angrier than you!?

The poetry fans at the scene, who had just stabilized, began to stir again...... I saw Su Huai, who was as beautiful as jade in the crowd, helping the little girl, converging with Brother Hai, Gu Rang and others, turning his head to look at the crowded and unwilling crowd at the scene, and couldn't help but sigh leisurely:

"Gently I'm gone... As I come gently~"

When the poetry fans listened, goosebumps suddenly rose, wow...... Teacher Su is making poems again!?The last poem is to understand us and wake us up, is this one a poem to say goodbye to us?

In the huge shock of everyone's hearts, Su Huai glanced at Brother Zheng Guiyang Hai again and again, signaled to follow him, and then slowly walked towards the door, the crowded crowd unconsciously slowly let go of a way, as if he was afraid that his body would defile this sage, only to listen to the beautiful poem from Su Huai's mouth:

"I beckoned softly, and made a cloud ...... the western sky"

While reading, he contained regretful affection, looked at the poetry fans present, sighed and recited:

"Holding the golden willows by the river, a boatload of starlight~ Singing in the starlight, the summer worm is also silent for me, silence is tonight's Xiyao~"

This "hugging the golden willows by the river" is the little girl who is crying, and "a boatload of starlight, singing in the starlight", doesn't this starlight refer to these poetry fans at the scene?

Silence is tonight's Xiyao ......? This press conference site is called Xiyao Hall, and that's what I'm talking about!

Folks, I don't want to let you go~~ But I have to say goodbye.

Such elegant sentences and such a praising metaphor made the anger, unwillingness, and annoyance in the hearts of the poetry fans at the scene completely dissipate, and they only felt that they were bathed in the beauty of poetry, and many people couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

Teacher Su...... Mr. Su is simply too great, we are so scared of him, not only does he not blame us, but also compares us to "Xinghui", how can there be a person with a heart in this world......

Su Huai's face was full of parting sadness, and he led the Huaxia poetry team to the door, and as soon as he went out, he shouted "Run!" Everyone ran under the cover of Su Huai, and none of the thousands of poetry fans present came forward to chase them, just for fear of disturbing the idol in their minds.

I saw Su Huai sigh leisurely, flicked his sleeves and said, "I'm leaving quietly...... As I came quietly, I waved my sleeves without taking away a cloud......"

After reading, under the admiring and obsessive gaze of the poetry fans present, Su Huai walked out of the door leisurely...... And then...... Pull your feet and run!

The poetry fans stood in the hall for a long time, and the whole audience was silent, until the young man with bloody hands suddenly shouted excitedly: "We were wrong!" Finally, some of the poetry fans began to cry, ashamed of the incomparably guilty they had just felt for their reckless behavior.

"We shouldn't be so messy!" "It was so wrong just now!" "Woo, I don't know if the impact has affected Teacher Su's state~" "We are really sinners in Huaxia~"

It turns out that Mr. Su can't be with us, it's so sad, it's so guilty...... We were wrong, we scared Mr. Su ~ scared him ~ ~ we were so damned.

The audience watching the live broadcast in front of the TV was also stunned at the moment, such a chaotic scene, such a dangerous situation, Su Huai was able to create such a beautiful modern poem, shocking thousands of fanatical poetry fans? What kind of miracle is this?

In the broadcast studio, the staff also watched like wooden chickens, and after so many years of TV, they had never seen that in front of the fanatical public, they could stop the crowd from agitating in just three words......

At this moment, the armed police arrived at the scene belatedly, and when they saw the thousands of people at the scene, they were not chaotic at all, but cried, and many people beat their chests excitedly, and they didn't understand what was going on.

Didn't it say that there was a mass incident and the crowd trampled on it? Why did they all cry ......?

The listeners who heard the live broadcast on the radio were almost going to fry, and one by one the hotlines were called to the live broadcast and had a heated discussion.

"Oh my God, it was so thrilling. ”

"It's still up to Mr. Xiao Su to turn the tide~ Or maybe something big will happen~"

"Yes, I didn't expect Mr. Xiao Su to make modern poems, or make poems on the spot~!"

"Gently I'm gone... As I came gently~...... It's just so poetic. ”

The last sentence was even more absolute, and I quietly left...... As I came quietly, I waved my sleeves and did not take away a cloud...... It's wonderful......"

"No wonder Mr. Xiao Su can be the captain, his poetry level is really comprehensive, and modern poetry is also written so well. ”

"If it weren't for Mr. Xiao Su, the little girl would definitely be seriously injured, and I don't know what the chaos would be like at the scene~! This Huaxia poetry team is really good! I support them~!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Xiao Su's impromptu response and angered the poetry fans, the consequences would definitely be unthinkable!"

"It's still our teacher Xiao Su who has a level. ”

No one thought that a crisis that could have caused the disbandment of the Huaxia Poetry Team would turn around and become a legendary scene, and such a song "Farewell Xiyao" ......was born?