Ye Chen's actions, everyone was very puzzled, if you want to recite it, you can recite it, is it necessary to rectify these voids?

It's just that Ye Chen is not like this, at this moment he can feel that he is like a petrel in the sea, spreading his wings and soaring, getting rid of the shackles in his heart, and welcoming the free sky. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrel flies proudly like black lightning. One moment its wings touched the waves, the next it rushed straight into the clouds, and it cried, and in the brave cry of the birds, the clouds heard joy. ”

The sound of Ye Chen's recitation, like thunder, lingered in this teahouse, and the sound spread outside the Mingxin teahouse, and it was still endless.

An old foreign man walking on the side of the road looked up at the teahouse, he stood there quietly and listened, completely forgetting that he was on the road, until he was awakened by the honking of the car behind him, and quickly got out of the way and walked towards the teahouse.

In addition to this foreign old man, there were many people who heard the sound of the teahouse and walked towards the teahouse, and for a while, there were more people in the Mingxin Teahouse, and many people went up to the third floor, but they did not stop it.

"The clouds grew darker and lower, and pressed down toward the sea, and the waves sang and rushed high into the air to meet the thunder. Thunder roared. The waves cried out in angry droplets, contending with the wind. Behold, the wind clung to the waves and threw them viciously against the cliffs, smashing the massive pieces of jade into dust and dust. The petrel screamed and flew, like black lightning, through the clouds like arrows, its wings sweeping the droplets of the waves. ”

Ye Chen's emotional voice, as well as the prophecy that matched the limbs, was even more vivid, and for a while, Wang Sidi and a few girls beside him were stupid, and they looked at Ye Chen quietly.

Cui Hui was listening to Ye Chen's recitation, at this moment she didn't expect that Ye Chen actually had such a talent, but she was a little surprised, according to her thoughts, Ye Chen should have taken out the poems recited by Wang Sidi that day, but she didn't expect that today Ye Chen actually recited such a meaningful poem in just ten minutes, which was unexpected.

While other animals regard the storm as a catastrophe and are terrified, only Haiyan is very eager to meet the new challenge and regard the baptism of the storm as a new life.

"Tempest! The storm is coming! This is the brave petrel, in the roaring sea, in the midst of the lightning, flying proudly; This is the cry of the prophet of victory: Let the storm come harder!"

Ye Chen's voice became higher and higher, and the voice full of emotion also brought the anger of the entire third floor to a climax, and as soon as the voice fell, the aftermath continued.

After a long time, a "good" sound sounded, and the sound was a little weird, but soon some people echoed and applauded.

Bao Yihang and Cai Biao shouted more intensely, and the palms of their hands were snapping, in their eyes, what they really didn't expect was that Ye Chen actually had this talent, it was really a bit surprising that a weak boy could write such a powerful poem.

Bao Yihang kept saying to the onlookers on the sidelines, this is my brother, see it! Shocked!

The praise of the people on the side made Bao Yihang happy, just like this poem was written by him, Cai Biao's voice was not small, and he spoke ill of Ye Chen at first, but now the inexplicable change also made Bao Yihang stunned.

Some people are happy and some are worried, Gao Wenchang, who had made a good start in the poetry meeting, also looked at Ye Chen not far away in disbelief at the moment, and the smile on his face seemed to be saying to him: You give me a comparison, you are not worthy!

And Gao Wenchang's girlfriend, Ye Chen's girl who was once in love, is standing behind Gao Wenchang at this moment, and she should have just arrived, with a different expression written on her face.

"This little friend, I wonder if I have the honor to make a friend with you?"

Ye Chen listened to this familiar voice, looked at the old man, and was stunned, it turned out that the nondescript word "good" at the beginning was shouted by the foreigner in front of him, and said that the voice was so strange, it turned out that a foreigner was coming.

Ye Chen walked up to the old man and said, "Hello, old man, it's an honor to meet you, please sit here with me and drink a cup of tea!" ”

Bao Yihang consciously took a new teacup to Ye Chen's table, and then brought a pot of freshly brewed tea and poured it for the old man, which was fragrant and refreshing!

Ye Chen adheres to the fine tradition of respecting the old and loving the young, so he can't be rude to the elderly in foreign countries, but the audience or young poets who were watching at the scene have changed a lot.

But at this moment, Cui Hui and Teacher Ning glanced at each other, the two got up and came to the side of the foreign old man, very cordially, Cui Hui even spoke fluent Russian: "Master Cerdomon, hello, Ye Chen's poem may wish to be commented on by you, what do you think?" ”

Ye Chen was stunned, he had no talent for this foreign language, so he couldn't understand it at all, but it didn't mean that no one around him couldn't understand it.

Wang Sidi looked at the cute Ye Chen on the side and said: "Brother Ye Chen, this old man's name is Cherdomon, he is a famous writer in Northern Russia, Sister Hui is greeting him and asking him to comment on this new poem of yours." Now Brother Ye Chen, you are lucky, this Master Cherdomon is a famous novelist, poet, I also wrote his novel "Red Glacier", as well as the poetry collection "Shadow on Lake Baikal", which has a great influence, he actually said that he wants to make a friend with you, this is simply incredible, he is a character with the same name as my piano teacher! ”

Wang Sidi is a girl who has seen a wide range of the world, with his explanation, Ye Chen is also a little confused, isn't this North Russia the former Russia?

Could it be that this poem in this world has been completed or not, but looking at the appearance of Cui Hui and the others, it doesn't look like there is?

In the end, Master Cerdomon looked at Ye Chen very excitedly, and said in a very unfluent Chinese: "Xiaoyou, can the copyright of the translation of your book be transferred to me, all the benefits in our country are yours." ”

Windfall?

Ye Chen wanted to, but he looked at the old man with hope on his face and said: "Old man, poetry has no borders, I don't need any money, I just need to appreciate it!" ”

Although Ye Chen's words are a bit against his will, he also has a deep respect for Gorky, the author of this prose poem, in his heart, which can be regarded as returning to his homeland.

Cerdomon didn't say anything else, just took Ye Chen's hand and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you......"

Subsequently, at the invitation of Cui Hui and others, he became the most heavyweight world-class literary master of this poetry meeting as a critic.

Although there are differences in language, there is no obstacle for Master Cerdomon, who is proficient in Chinese and Russian Chinese.

He also made a long evaluation of Ye Chen's poem "Haiyan", and it was also based on the development of their country, as a background, and was praised as "revolutionary poetry of battle", which was highly respected!