Nowadays, a poem and two words are classics to the point of being incomparable!

So everyone in the audience stood up and looked at the big boy in the center of the field full of shock!

This.... Who is it?

What did you just say? One enemy is enough! I thought it was a joke, but now it looks like it? What a joke!

This classic poem may have been secretly composed for him by a literary master, but how many of these poems are there? How many songs?

This is really a hundred poems about wine!

This boy is going to heaven! Can't stop it!

At this time, the barrage on the live broadcast on the Internet is also crazy, except for all the words "666" and "" and "hanging bombing", because in addition to these words, what else can they say!

I can only add the sentence "Awesome, my brother!" "Accept it, my brother!"

Now everyone in the audience of "Early Spring Poetry Club" is looking at this big boy, and they are all wondering, who is this! Who is it!

Fengyun Fury and Zhan Fengyun were all excited and their hands trembled, and they wanted to shout now: "Awesome, my brother!" There is no pressure on one person to be angry in the audience! Who else is this? Who else! ”

Now they have deeply realized the feeling of following the rice bowl to anger them, this Nima is stress-free to abuse the audience!

One word "cool"! Two words "so cool"! Three words "to heaven"!

Song Lao Er's face is now the color of pork liver!

His eyes were gloomy as he looked at the kid who was fighting wine and poems in the audience, and 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart were surging towards the kid in the audience......... Ahem, well,!

At this time, Song Tiansheng stared coldly at the young people in the audience, and he lowered his voice and scolded Zhang Guofeng and a group of poets of the Literary Association with a slightly gloomy anger: "Waste! ”

This made Zhang Guofeng and the others blush, but they didn't dare to refute, even if they refute, it seemed that they couldn't change it!

A group of well-known members of the literary association were tyrannized by a kid who didn't know if it was in the literary circle, this is not rubbish!

At this time, Zhang Guofeng stood up and said, "Okay, Haifeng is back, it's not a shame!" ”

Haifeng was called back, and naturally Zhuo Xiaowu won this time! Nan Lao also announced it directly!

At this time, Nan Lao looked at Zhuo Xiaowu's eyes, and he was extremely appreciative!

Such a good seedling and such a talent are simply the people who will resist the Ding in the future cultural circle!

Now Zhuo Xiaowu has drunk most of the bottles of liquor, this liquor is not low, Zhuo Xiaowu's alcohol consumption is not good, if it weren't for the terrifying physique of the current level 5 day boy, he would have fallen to the ground!

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He held the table with one hand, pointed to Zhang Guofeng and others with the other, and said uninhibitedly: "Don't come one by one!" ”

Zhuo Xiaowu took a step forward, and he pointed directly at all the poets of the Literary Association opposite and said, "You.... Let's go together! ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked, and everyone was frightened by Zhuo Xiaowu's tone!

Fengyun is angry, they can't be excited now, this guy is too good!

But the faces of the poets of the Literary Association, Zhang Guofeng and Song Tiansheng were gloomy and terrible!

What is this for? This Temo is no longer a slap in the face! This is stepping on the face with shoes! It's stepped on and kicked!

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

The remaining ten members of the Literary Association stepped forward together, and Zhang Guofeng took the lead and said with gloomy eyes: "Are you sure you want us to go together?" ”

"Come on!" Zhuo Xiaowu's cheeks were slightly red!

At this time, Nan Lao saw that both sides agreed, and he really wanted to consider how much this young man's quality was, if he could really be one to ten, then even if he dared not to say that he could win!

Nan Lao said in a deep voice: "That's it, five songs are written about the spring breeze, five songs are written about willows, start the timer now, and it will be completed in ten minutes!" ”

In ten minutes, it is difficult enough to compose a song temporarily, and at this time, this young man has to compose ten songs alone, and suddenly no one is optimistic about him!

Even Zhang Guofeng and other poets of the Literary Association smiled coldly, this is called self-inflicted sin and cannot live!

Then they all began to think hard and meditate, but before they could wait a minute, Zhuo Xiaowu on the opposite side drank all the liquor in the bottle, and then said arrogantly: "Maybe you don't know who I am, maybe you are all laughing at my inadequacy, but... I'm sure many years from now, you'll still remember this moment and remember that I was here! ”

Zhuo Xiaowu forced his body to straighten up, he raised his eyes drunken and swept the audience, and began to read in a warm voice: "Write Yang Liu's first song "Sending Yuan Er Envoy Anxi"

"Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored."

"Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west."

As soon as this song came out, the audience was in an uproar! Everyone present stood up, and they looked at the young people in the audience in disbelief, is this world going crazy? How can anyone really fight wine and write a hundred poems!

Zhuo Xiaowuqiang supported his shaking body, but he didn't fall, he continued: "Yang Liu's second song "Quatrain"

"Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky."

"The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is anchored in the Dongwu Wanli boat."

"Yang Liu's third song "Liangzhou Ci""

"The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains."

"Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate."

"The fourth song of Yang Liu "Yongliu""

"Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down."

"I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors."

"Yang Liu's fifth song "Hairpin Phoenix"

Zhuo Xiaowu stood in the center of the hall, he looked around and was dumbfounded at this time, he said with a smile: "Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, the city is full of spring palace walls and willows, the east wind is evil, the joy is thin, a sorrow, a few years away, wrong, wrong, wrong!"

"Spring is like the old, people are empty and thin, tears are red and silky, peach blossoms are falling, Xianchi Pavilion, although the mountain league is here, the brocade book is difficult to support, Mo, Mo, Mo!"

As soon as these five poems about the top of Yangliu came out, everyone was immediately stunned.

Zhang Guofeng and the others were as if they had been cast a spell, and they became motionless, staring blankly at Zhuo Xiaowu in the center.

Song Tiansheng also opened his mouth and couldn't close it!

It is said that there is a genius who has a good mouth, but this genius is a fart for the young man in front of him!

Yes! That's a fart! This is the genius of geniuses! What a genius among ghosts! What a genius among talents!

A series of five classic poems, without pause, directly open the mouth, such a literary style, try to ask who in the whole of China can have it!

Kneel! Now the whole audience is kneeling for this young man who doesn't know where to fight!

Who the hell is this! Where did this wickedness come from?

Now the audience and even all the people watching the live broadcast have a huge question mark in their hearts.

Who the hell is this boy who suddenly appeared! Who has seen it before! Could this be the legendary non-hitting, a blockbuster!?