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Everyone at the scene was also frightened, and they didn't even dare to breathe, waiting for Su Huai to give in.

Su Huai looked calm, sighed slightly in his heart, but felt a little pity for Lin Hai......

The Chinese poets of this time and space are miserable...... Even the "Book of Songs" has been lost, no wonder you can't write poetry, thinking of this, he looked at Lin Haidao with an extremely sympathetic gaze:

"Is it a limerick poem, you can talk about it after you have heard it, the name of my poem is called "Pu Jia" ......"

Hearing this answer, the three of them almost knelt directly to the ground.

Finished...... After more than ten years of hard study, the talented degree that he was admitted to will be burned today.

You must know that Lin Hai is a very important figure in the domestic poetry circle, and the level of ancient poetry is very high...... All the poets and talents of the entire Jinshi are not opponents combined, and Su Huai is fighting with him, which is simply a mantis arm as a car.

Besides, don't say that Su Huai can't write any good poems at all, even if he can really make a few sentences, as long as Lin Hai says that he is a "limerick poem", I am afraid that no one present will raise objections.

It's over...... It's really over this time...... Not only is the production team finished, but they can't keep their talent degree, Su Huai, this kid is crazy, he must be crazy, otherwise, how dare he do it against Consultant Lin......

The old man's clothes were soaked with sweat at this time, his teeth were chattering, he stared at Su Huai with wide eyes, and wanted to shout something, but he was already panicking in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound......

"Sharp ...... Home?" The name made Xu Tao stunned, and many people also had their first reaction, what are these two words?

Lin Hai, who had gray hair, was a little surprised, and said softly: "Pu Jia...... Is it the reeds, the green grass on the shore, ......?"

Everyone was a little surprised, apparently ...... Only Lin Hai had heard this strange word.

I saw Su Huai take a deep breath, look into the distance, and sing in a gentle and melodious voice:

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and long, and tracing from it, like ......... in the middle of the water"

With Su Huai's recitation of the poems, the atmosphere in the room changed suddenly, like a blue and clear breeze blowing, making people instantly away from the dim and boring realization, stepping into another vivid and colorful world, Xu Tao raised his eyebrows, his lips trembled slightly, and Lin Hai directly widened his eyes and stood up in shock.

How could it be ......! This poem turned out to be a rare four-rhythm poem?

Not only that, but the meaning of the literary verses is exactly the same as the lyrics just now, and the charm has gone up a few steps?

The lyrics of "The green grass is pale, the white mist is boundless" is just a mortal water scene, but the verses of "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost" are otherworldly, like ascending to a fairyland, Lin Hai only feels that his chest is like a wisp of clear streams flowing by, inexplicably happy and relaxed.

"I would like to swim upstream, snuggling up to him, but there is a dangerous shoal ahead, and the road is long and long. Such a long two sentences can be condensed in "the road is long and long; "It's just eight words, this kind of literary skill is really incredible......

In everyone's surprise, Su Huai had already finished reading aloud leisurely, the second paragraph that was also beautiful:

"The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and climbing, and tracing from it, just like in the water. After that.

Just when people felt that it had come to an end, Su Huai sighed lightly:

"Pujia Caicai...... The white dew is not over, the so-called Yi people, in the water. Tracing from it, the road is blocked and right, and tracing from it, just like ...... in the water"

There are only two paragraphs of lyrics, but this poem has three paragraphs, and the other people don't think there is anything about this paragraph, but Lin Hai has already listened to it like a thunderbolt, and he is stupid on the spot......

The song just now is amazing enough, but this song "Pu Jia" is even more amazing!

These two paragraphs have become three paragraphs, and only a few words have been changed, but its charm is on a higher level!

After Su Huai finished reading it at this time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, just now on a whim, he said that he wanted to read "Pu Jia", but he forgot this masterpiece in the "Book of Songs", although he memorized it when he was a child, but he couldn't remember it all at all......

Can...... When I recited it to myself just now, those words seemed to grow directly out of my head.

Why do you remember such a cold verse?

Su Huai was surprised, and couldn't help but recall it in his mind, and suddenly found that he could remember all the books and materials he had read in the past world.

After a short period of confusion in his memory, Su Huai finally noticed the change he had made!

He can memorize the entire "Dragon Babu", he can remember every step of "Wu Qingyuan Chess Score Collection", and even the 50 episodes of "The Legend of the New White Lady", he can recall every shot!?

Oh my good...... He didn't just bring his soul with him, but he also brought with him all the memories of his subconscious, which is really amazing!

Thinking of this, Su Huai couldn't help but smile, and his nervousness was a lot lighter, with these memories, it seemed that he didn't have to worry about survival.

Only then did he notice that everyone in the room was still looking at him with obsessive faces, as if they were still waiting for his following verses, and quickly coughed dryly, and said:

"I've finished reading the clumsy work "Pu Jia", I wonder what Consultant Lin thinks compared with the poems of Japan and North Korea, what level is the level?"

Everyone woke up like a dream, at this moment, everyone was judged, and they all looked at Su Huai with shocked faces, those poems were still echoing in their hearts, and they only felt that the handsome young man in front of them was talented and elegant, giving them a huge sense of frustration that could not be compared in this life.

How can this be ......?

Illusion...... This must be an illusion...... How could this man in his twenties give them this feeling......?

Although Xu Tao felt amazing, his ability to appreciate poetry was limited, so he just turned his head to look at Lin Hai: "Hmm...... What do you think, Consultant Lin?"

"Ah......" Lin Hai only reacted at this time, suddenly stepped forward, pinched Su Huai's arm with both hands, and said excitedly:

"What kind of words do you use, write them out and show me!!" he said and yelled at the staff:

"Pen and paper!!"

Su Huai was asked so suddenly, and he was stunned when he looked at the pen and paper handed over, thinking that this poem has a lot of rare words, and he shouldn't know how to write it, but he seems to have this memory in his mind...... Thinking of this, out of the mentality of giving it a try, I also picked up a pen and wrote it.

Under this attempt, he was able to write out those rare words one by one, and he was also very happy.

Sure enough, as long as he watched the book video, he thought about it, and it would come to mind, although this song "Pu Jia" had a lot of rare words, he didn't have to spend any effort to recall, and it was naturally written.