Chapter Seventy-Three: One Man Singles Out a Group!

At this time, after Zhuo Xiaowu stood up, let alone the scene, even the barrage of the live broadcast was crazy!

In the past, the live broadcast was arranged in advance and explained a lot of things, but this kind of thing has never happened, but now that it is really out, people's passion and enthusiasm suddenly came out!

A "Early Spring Poetry Club" is not very attractive, but if it is "Early Spring Literati Tearing", then it is not.... It's generally attractive!

On the live barrage, there was a wave of "666!" ”

Shuijun No. 2 looked at her idol Donburi brother, but she didn't expect to be so domineering without her!

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile!

In the clinic of Tianmei School, Lin Jing and Han Ziyun couldn't help but laugh when they looked at Zhuo Xiaowu, who was a stinky fart in the live broadcast!

"Haha, this Zhuo Xiaowu is still such a stinky fart!!"

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"Huh! Is it enough for one person to defeat the enemy? Zhang Guofeng also smiled coldly, not impressed!

At this time, many people in the Literary Association looked at the hairy boy who came out and laughed!

This is a typical newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!

At this time, Song Tiansheng frowned and glanced at the hairy boy who came out, I don't know why, this kid actually felt a little unhappy!

He rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes were very gloomy!

Ye Haiqing was indeed very interested, after all, he was very happy when he saw that Song Tiansheng was unhappy, it was as simple as that!

And Nan Lao didn't like Song Tiansheng to suppress online authors so much, as long as he worked hard in his eyes, he was an author, so he also admired this hairy boy who just emerged!

But can he?

This cliff can't be done! A hairy boy against a dozen or so members of the Literary Association, I really think that the members of the Literary Association are all eating dry rice!

Whoever gets into the Literary Association is not a good stubble! Didn't you see the top god of Fengyun and Futang, who has not been mixed into the literary association for ten years in the online literature circle?

"Ahem! Xiao Zheng, compare with this hairy boy, hurry up and win, it's not a shame to fight in the ring with a hairy boy! Zhang Guofeng sat in his seat and said lightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"That's it, hurry! What other online gods are waiting for us! Haifeng also said with great disdain.

His words made Fengyun Nu and the others even more angry in their eyes, which clearly didn't put them in their eyes!

But it can't be helped! They really can't compare traditional literature with this group of poets of the Literary Association!

At this time, they all set their eyes on the big boy in front of them!

Except for Aunt Xiaoxiao at the scene, no one knows where this product came from, and as soon as it comes out, it is a big talk that blows through the sky!

At this time, Zheng Hong said: "Nan Lao, you can solve the question, I will compare with this kid!" Let him know what it is to know what the sky is high and the earth is thick! ”

Zhuo Xiaowu didn't react at all, but instead swallowed the sweet and sour grapes one after another, which looked like he was here for the competition!

It's clearly a mix of eating and drinking!

When Nan Lao saw this, he didn't think much of this new boy, so he said loudly: "Okay, then I'll make a question, since it's early spring, then it must be related to spring, and the two of you will create a poem about the birds and flowers in spring!" ”

When the words landed, Zheng Hong suddenly thought hard and meditated, but Zhuo Xiaowu was still spitting out grape skins in a chic and coquettish manner!

Everyone couldn't help frowning when they looked at him, even the wind and clouds behind him were sweating on their foreheads!

What is this guy doing! Didn't you just say that one person broke the enemy? It won't be eating one person to break the enemy!

Song Tiansheng looked at Zhuo Xiaowu, who only knew how to eat, and snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain!

Han Wenqing was full of smiles, while Nan Lao was not sad or happy!

The expressions of the audience were different at the moment, but they didn't think that this sudden boy could win, Zheng Hong, who had been immersed in literature for more than ten years!

After six or seven minutes, Zheng Hong finally thought of the poem, and he blurted out after brewing for a while: "Spring has come to the east, the birds are fragrant, the fragrance is fragrant, and the birds are pouring into the ears!" ”

Although this poem is not very good, Zheng Hong can create it directly in a few minutes, which is already very good!

So there was a round of applause at the scene.

"Well, that's good! Mr. Zheng's creativity has reached a higher level! ”

"Well, it's really good!"

Although Zhang Guofeng didn't say much, he felt that it was no problem for this poem to be better than a hairy boy!

At this time, Zheng Hong sat down, leaned back in a chair, and said with a domineering attitude: "Boy, it's your turn, if you can't create, hurry up and take a few bunches of grapes.... Let's go! ”

In fact, he wanted to say get out, but after thinking about it, it was a live broadcast, so he didn't say it!

At this time, Zhuo Xiaowu finished eating the last grape in his hand, and rubbed his hand again, he thought about it for a while, which one to write!

After all, there are too many poems about spring in my head, really, sometimes being talented is also a trouble!

Ahem, although he is just a copyist, but ......... But........ Well, the egg pain can't change that he didn't write it!

Since he is always a copyist, he strives to be domineering!

At this time, he touched his crotch and laughed at the sky and said, "It turns out that you are at this level!" ”

Before Zhuo Xiaowu could wait for everyone's mocking words to sound in the hall, he took a light step and walked to the center of the hall!

His dark and deep eyes seemed to contain the loneliness of a literary master at this moment, and his figure was a little decadent and lonely at this time, and he whispered: "My poem is called "Spring Dawn"! ”

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere."

"The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall!"

This poem landed, and everyone didn't feel any surprise after listening to it!

So many people say, "It's average!" ”

"Well, there are also birds and flowers!"

"I think it's hard to have a tie with Zheng Hong!"

"Almost!"

"I didn't expect this kid to have two hits!"

"It's gone!"

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At this time, only Nan Lao repeated these few lines of poetry.

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere."

"The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall."

Nan Lao seemed to be plain at first reading, but after reading it repeatedly, he felt that there was a world in the poem.

The artistic charm of this poem lies not in the gorgeous rhetoric, not in the wonderful artistic technique, but in its charm, the style of the whole poem is as easy and natural as flowing water, but it is far-reaching and profound, and it is unique.

The more he read, the more frightened he became, he didn't expect that there were so many things in one poem!

At this time, everyone saw Nan Lao reading the poem just now, they were savoring it, and they immediately tasted the taste!

Oh my God! Awesome!

This song "Spring Dawn" not only has a beautiful charm, but also the last sentence "The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall know how much." ”

It also shows that this poem seems to be a story, the first half of the story is plain and warm, and the second half is full of ups and downs!

It is said that laymen look at the excitement, insiders look at the doorway, and now they are insiders who have tasted it repeatedly, and they feel that this poem is extremely not simple!

At this time, Nan Lao looked at Zhuo Xiaowu, who continued to eat grapes in the audience, and said funny and angry: "In the first scene, this ....... Boys win! ”

Then.... The audience just knew, and after a long time, no one knew the name of this big boy!

But at this time, everyone knows that this "Early Spring Poetry Meeting" is interesting! It's really interesting!

It's a bit like fighting in the ring! It's just a big boy who single-handedly takes on a group of big poets in the literary circle!

"Huh? Alone in a group? What a familiar scene! ”

Fengyun looked at the big boy in the center who didn't know his name yet, he always felt as if he had met this scene somewhere!