When Mo Dos heard Ye Chen say this, he was naturally unhappy in his heart, and wanted to stand up and refute Ye Chen, but was stopped by Cerdomon on the side.

"Modosk, in this case, instead of arguing, it is better to follow Modosk's meaning, Mr. Ye Chen, then Modosk will come up with the question here, how about you play on the spot."

After Cherdomon finished speaking, he looked at Modosk and saw that he nodded, and then looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen nodded and said: "This is no problem at all, it is in line with my intentions, and let everyone give me a testimony, what is called a wasteful name!" ”

Modosk snorted coldly and said, "I'll let you show your true colors in a while, then let's start now!" In this way, since the meaning of your poem is closer to our history, how about writing a poem with a human title using Mr. Pusilegin as an example? As long as you answer correctly, I will recognize your strength, and now there are journalists from all over the world, and it is time to prove yourself to the world. ”

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I also know that this is also the time when I prove to myself that I am a waste, and it is exactly what you think in your mind, if it is true, are you very happy?" ”

Modosk smiled and said: "Mr. Ye Chen, you are laughing, everyone here, although they have doubts about the creative ability of Mr. Ye Chen's poetry, this does not mean that everyone is blind, so the topic of this proposition poem is also an opportunity for everyone to appreciate young poets, so Mr. Ye Chen, I guess I won't mind!" ”

Ye Chen naturally wouldn't mind, at this time, it was also the time for him to show his strength, and being able to show his face in this world would definitely have a big impact.

"Of course, no problem, then I'll come now."

Ye Chen is also a little worried, who is this Puxi Lejin, although Ye Chen has a general understanding of the history here, but for the humanities of Northern Russia, where can there be a specific person, and Puxi Lejin Yechen only knows that he was exiled to the island before the October Revolution, and the others are not very clear.

"Mr. Ye Chen, presumably Mr. Puxi Legin, the great poet of our country, he has experienced ups and downs, but also experienced exile, and was sentenced to death, this writing is all about grinding in suffering, walking in hell, but his poems are always noble and selfless in our hearts, so Mr. Ye Chen, when you compose poems, you must reflect his feelings, and you can't be insulted......"

"Get out of the way, don't writhe in front of my eyes......"

Ye Chen took a step forward and walked directly in front of Modosk, with a smile on his face, he looked at him gently.

When Modosk heard Ye Chen's words full of emotion, he just wanted to get angry, but he saw Ye Chen's dashing turn to Modosk and said, "You delicate queen of Western Sera Island!" ”

When everyone heard Ye Chen's words, it turned out that Ye Chen was not aimed at Modosk, and it turned out that these few simple words represented the beginning of the poem.

Although Modosk knew that this was the beginning of the poem, Ye Chen did not wait for him to speak, and recited the poem, obviously with contempt for him.

"Where are you, slashing the thunder of the emperor,

And proud singers singing about freedom?

Come, ripped off the laurels from my head,

Smash my tender harp......"

Ye Chen's voice gradually became high-pitched, with his current attainments, the emotional color of the rain body movements were vivid, and everyone gradually brought into the artistic conception of the poem with Ye Chen's movements and voice.

Where are you, the thunder that slashes at the emperor, and the proud singer who sings freedom?

Master Cerdomon was stunned, where are you, isn't this exactly the roar that happened in Pusilegin at the beginning? The thunder that slashed at the emperor, isn't it he who is angry, who can break this dark world and give a trace of light, in this dark world, there are a few people who are eager for freedom, and a few people can boldly break this silence.

Master Cerdomon stared at Ye Chen with his eyes, and this poem Ye Chen came easily, which is enough to show that Ye Chen's literary brilliance is by no means in vain.

In just a few lines of poetry, it has shocked several judges on the scene, and they have a new evaluation of Ye Chen, and their attitudes changed again when they heard Ye Chen and saw Ye Chen at the beginning of the period.

Everyone looked at Ye Chen, who was slightly pensive, and they didn't know if he was thinking about the next sentence now, or if he was brewing emotions, in short, everyone was looking forward to looking at Ye Chen.

And Yang Xiaojie also looked at Ye Chen at the moment, he was originally worried that Ye Chen would cause some trouble, but now it seems that he not only caused trouble, but also attracted the attention of most people.

Although Modosk was a little surprised, he still believed that this was Ye Chen's temporary play, and whether the later verses could be written well or not was another matter.

As for the reporters in the audience, seeing Ye Chen's expression at the moment, it seemed to be painful, it seemed to be contemplation, it seemed to be confused, it seemed to be exploring, it seemed to be waiting, for a full minute, Ye Chen raised his head suddenly, his eyes bloomed with a fine light, and a righteous face jumped on his face.

"I want to sing the strong note of freedom to the world,

and rebuke the wickedness of the people on the throne.

Point me to the mighty Gaul,

Stepping out of the noble footprints,

It is your heart that suffers with glory,

Inspire him to sing praises and fight bravely. ”

Ye Chen's high-pitched recitation really startled everyone, but the sound of Ye Chen's recitation was deeply imprinted in their hearts, but this wave was still subdued, and the next wave would follow.

"Beloveds of the fickle fate,

Tyrants of the world!

Tremble!

And you,

Listen to the morale booster,

Slaves who have fallen down,

Stand up bravely! ”

Another wave of passionate, high-pitched voices broke the silence in the room, followed by warm applause.

Indeed, Ye Chen's performance was too unexpected, these few simple words brought everyone present into the world of poetry, of course, only one person also had disdain for Ye Chen, but in his heart he was shocked by Ye Chen's voice.

Badomont also looked at Ye Chen in surprise at this moment, he looked at Yang Xiaojie, who was also a little surprised, and said: "Ms. Yang Xiaojie, this Mr. Ye Chen is really amazing, I have to say, he is the youngest poet I have ever seen, this really shocks me!" And now his performance, you see his helplessness, his helplessness, his dazedness, the performance is so vivid, and then look at his eyes bursting with the light of hope, like the dawn of hope, breaking the darkness of the old society, making people emerge a trace of light, this shout, isn't it the voice of our dark age? ”