Everyone was stunned.

After reading, "Humei will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you." Su Huai, who was indulgent and presumptuous, swayed his body, as if he was about to fall off the table, and Ren Na and Ji Qiaoqiao, who were closest to him, exclaimed "Be careful" and stepped forward to hug the drunk Su Huai.

But the two didn't expect that after hugging Su Huai, Su Huai was drunk, looked at the two of them and laughed, and actually kissed each of them on the face, and then laughed twice before getting drunk again.

Ren Na and Ji Qiaoqiao were stunned on the spot, and were about to get angry, but they found that Su Huai had fallen asleep......

Under this absurd and presumptuous scene, the audience was silent.

Hojo Hu, who was sitting on the ground, Han Yuanjun who was dumbfounded, and Jin Babu, and all those poet judges, were still immersed in the magnificent world depicted in Su Huai's poem.

The scene of the Taishan Poetry Pavilion has produced countless wine poems, and everyone has heard all kinds of drunken rhetoric......

But they never imagined how there could be such a vertical and horizontal, crazy, and overwhelming poem in this world......

This is no longer a competition of literary art, but a completely wanton indulgence of an attitude towards the world.

They originally thought that Han Yunjun's "Drunken Fu" was already magnificent enough, but compared with Su Huai's poem, it was simply a little family like a resentful woman scolding the street.

In Han Yuanjun's poem, he pointed to Su Huai's nose and scolded:

"Xiao'er calls himself a romantic person! Baiyun Jushi is a fanatic, ten years of empty wandering, who dares to join the drunken singing!"

And Su Huai indulged in wine and sang, but instead of scolding him, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "The ancient sages are so lonely, only the drunk people leave their names~!" That carefree posture, even the ancient sages and sages smiled in their eyes, how could they have half of the worry of competing with his little Han Yuanjun in his heart?

The whole poem, from the "three hundred cups", "ten thousand wine", "a thousand gold", "eternal sorrow" subtle words and sentences layered in, the song is really like a surging river, gushing out, this wild atmosphere, the rhetoric is so calm, it can be called a masterpiece......

What's more important is the full and deep inner feelings in the poems, the underlying depression and anger that seem to be like waves under the wanton drinking words, flickering and flickering, from sadness to happiness, to wildness, to anger, and then to wildness, and finally to the "eternal sorrow", responding to the beginning of the article, like a big river rushing, there are momentum, there are also twists and turns, vertical and horizontal, and the strength can carry the tripod!

These few lines of poetry actually give people a sense of momentum and power that shakes the past and the present!

Han Yuanjun, who was originally full of confidence, felt like a thunderbolt, and only felt that the whole world was spinning, he was known as the "King of Heroic Poetry", but in front of Su Huai, it was like a stream meeting the ocean, and he only felt that he was a frog at the bottom of the well, and he had a glimpse of the way of heaven for the first time......

At this moment, he suddenly realized that in front of Su Huai, his "heroic poet king" was at most just a street resentful woman.

Is it because I was so unbearable in the first place...... No...... Not so, not because his poems are so bad...... But the person in front of him is unattainable, far surpassing the literati and writers in this world......

Their so-called four great poet kings of North Korea, the three great poets of this book, seem to be the difference between the stars and the sun in front of him, where can they compete with him?

In this world...... How could anyone write such a poem? Or such a young man?

At this moment, not only Han Yuanjun, Hojoto, Jin Babu and others at the scene, but even Nishiki Weaving and Chairman Park in the joint live broadcast room, their hearts couldn't help trembling, they looked at Su Huai, and finally felt the kind of terrifying power that the ink painter Yokokawa Lu had experienced......

Facing Su Huai, they didn't seem to be facing a person, but an immeasurable profound power, which was boiling and rising on this young man's body.

The feeling they felt when they faced Su Huai was like a mortal looking up at the boundless starry sky, the boundless vastness......

"Su Huai is very strong!"

This idea was already there before the competition, because of the song "Rise and Fall of the Sword Fu", they knew that Su Huai was very good at inspiring the national pride of the Chinese people, and the poems were full of great feelings for the family and the country.

But in their imagination, although such Su Huai is powerful, he may not be able to defeat Han Yuanjun, the "heroic poet king" with a similar style.

Even if we can win, it will not be the way we are now.

In this wine pavilion game, Han Yuanjun held back his posture and was ready to fight hand-to-hand with heroism against heroism, with the world of the family and the country against the world of the family and the country, and with Su Huailai.

But no one thought that Su Huai's style would change, jump out of this kind of life-and-death battle, and build another unexpected emotional realm like a dreamer-leisure.

Although the Chinese nation is burdened with feelings for the world, it has a completely different romantic side in its heart, no matter how turbulent it is, it is a free and easy attitude.

This is the attitude that Chinese literati advocate the most.

Although I live and die with you, but my heart is not concerned at all, put life and death outside the degree, when the game, you are no longer in my heart, you hold a knife like me to cut, but I only care about drinking my wine, drunk a spring, casually throw the wine jug in my hand, has smashed your head.

Han Yuanjun is the one who was smashed in the head by Su Huai with a wine jug, how aggrieved this must be.

After a long period of silence, someone finally reacted, and the shouts at the scene of the wine pavilion suddenly exploded!

"Good poetry!"

"Oh my God......"

"God's pen, God's pen~"

"To hear this poem, my life is worth it~"

Not only the Chinese audience burst into violent cheers and applause, but even the foreign audience who laughed at Su Huai just now couldn't help but stand up and wave their arms to applaud feverishly!

Brother Hai and Gu Rang only felt that everything in front of them was so unbelievable, as if everything was in a dream.

And the North Korean audience was stunned, their faces were full of panic and helplessness, and the referee had not yet announced the result, but no matter how much people who admired Han Yuanjun, they could hear Han Yuanjun's poem, which was not at the same level as the "Will Enter the Wine" that Su Huai had just recited......

This...... This isn't a one-dimensional contest at all......

Su Huai's poems are not only easy to understand, everyone can understand them as soon as they hear them, but just because he reads those poems in one go, the magnificent sense of rhythm, I don't know how many times better than Han Yuanjun.