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It can be said that although Liu Cheng has always relied on the power of his uncle Liu Guangguang to be powerful in the overseas literary circle, because of the situation, everyone still has to give Liu Guangguang some thin noodles. What's more, this Liu Cheng is indeed not completely in vain.

Three or two years ago, when Liu Cheng was still in his first year of high school, Liu Cheng actually participated in a new concept essay contest. That time, Liu Cheng won full applause with a short story, and some editors wanted to give him the first prize. Who knew that Liu Guangguang felt that Liu Cheng's time had not yet come, so he wanted him to wait a few years to get it, so he gave the award to others. Who would have thought that this year, at the critical time of the third year of high school, when the opportunity for independent enrollment of universities really came, they would make a halfway way to bite the gold.

Liu Cheng looked at Zheng Long with a half-smile, as if he had a chance to win. He knew in his heart that Zheng Long would not dare to clash with him head-on at all, so that he could be regarded as another prestige in the overseas listed literary circle, so that Liu Guangguang could openly and honestly recruit students for himself.

Shi Yi rubbed his hands nervously.

Hu Future was also so nervous that he couldn't say a word.

The August man is the old god, and he doesn't seem to be worried at all.

Zhou Hong had already closed her eyes, not daring to look at what was happening.

Liu Guangguang also turned his head at this time, paying attention to everything on the court darkly.

All the spotlights seem to have shone on Zheng Long's face. At this moment, he truly became the protagonist of the venue. Of course, if he doesn't handle it properly, he will probably be kicked out of the spotlight quickly, and it is likely that he will never get into the spotlight again.

He did not hesitate and said directly:

"Okay, just say it, you say it first!"

Liu Cheng was taken aback by his reaction, but then sneered:

"Okay, count you as backbone. Everyone, then I'm going to offer the ugly today, the little brother is not talented, and I just wrote a small poem that is not out of tune, I hope you will give it a taste! ”

In other words, this Liu Cheng can actually be regarded as a talent, and his height is a head taller than Zheng Long.

Liu Cheng held a cup of Wuliangye in his hand, took a few steps to brew, and then recited it aloud like an ancient poet:

"Memories turn into a tear on the crescent moon,

In the April night sky

Her face always looms

Turn your head to look

Life is a long way to go

Just like the past, smile like the morning sun

But now, it's such a dream

also disappeared in the clouds

Only in a broken love

to find the true taste of life

Only unforgettable love

In this rainbow journey of life

in order to conjure up strange colors"

After Liu Cheng finished chanting the poem, the aftertaste was long, and the venue was so quiet that it was as if a needle fell to the ground and could be heard. In all fairness, the poem is not badly written, and it should even be quite good for a high school student.

Many people in the room immediately smiled, and then looked at Liu Guangguang, wagging their tails and begging for mercy as if they were asking for something. Some people even clapped their hands and applauded.

Liu Cheng looked at Zheng Long proudly, as if showing off, wanting to see his embarrassed appearance.

However, Zheng Long did not show such a look.

Zheng Long still had a shallow, nonexistent smile on his face.

Has he given up? Liu Cheng turned his head to look at his face, and suddenly had a little ominous premonition...

Zheng Long didn't say a word, just stood up quietly.

During this in the entire venue, no one raised a glass or clapped their hands, and everyone was planning to see how Zheng Long would respond. Of course, there are many people who plan to see him ugly.

It's never a big deal to watch the excitement. Even if they might have hated Liu Cheng before, in this case, as long as Zheng Long couldn't deal with it, or didn't deal with it well, then they would turn their disdainful eyes on Zheng Long again.

This is human nature, the most ruthless trampling instinct for the weak, which has penetrated into everyone's heart.

Zheng Long's mind was actually blank...

Many, many famous articles flashed through his mind, but he really didn't know which one he should choose. He knew that with his current level, it would be a fool's dream to write a new poem that would last for eternity, and he could only bet on which poem in the future might not have appeared in this world...

The poem flashed to his mind. Maybe this one can?

No matter what, what does it matter to him now!

In life, why bother so much.

He thought of the lonely and melancholy poet, and remembered the trajectory of his sad and lonely life. He remembered the shock he had experienced when he first read the poem, and suddenly he could no longer control himself, and his thoughts gushed out, and he could no longer hold back:

"Just remember the things you regret in your life

The plum blossoms fell

Like watching her swim to the other side of the river

For example, climb a pine ladder

Dangerous things are beautiful

It's better to see her return on horseback

Warm cheeks

Shy. Bowing his head, he replied to the emperor

A mirror awaits her forever

Let her sit in the same place where she usually sits in the mirror

Looking out the window, just think of the things you regret in your life

Plum blossoms will fall all over Nanshan"

Zheng Long recited the poem almost in a marching gesture, and although there were pauses in between, they were not felt at all in that sentimental and lonely tone.

This poem can be regarded as a portrayal of the poet Zhang Zao's life, and it is also the epitome of his life, which makes people sigh.

Many people's lives are full of sorrow, many people's lives are full of helplessness, many people's lives are wandering in impermanence, and many people's lives are beyond their control.

This poem was relatively ordinary at the beginning, but the more you go to the back, the foreshadowing of several very simple scenes makes the emotions brought about by the last famous sentence "As long as you think of the regrets in your life, plum blossoms will fall all over Nanshan".

Everyone in the venue was boiling!

Someone almost stood up.

Someone even spilled a wine glass!

This is not a poem that a junior high school student can write!

This is not a poem that a high school student can write!

This is not even a single university student, university professor, or even among contemporary poets, there is not a single person who can reach such a level!

Especially in such an era where there is a lack of faith, a lack of poetry, and a lack of hope, the emergence of such poetry is like a shock!

And Liu Cheng's poem is in front of Zheng Long's poem, which is simply the gap between primary school students and doctors, and it is not worth mentioning at all!

No! Value! One! Raise!