Hearing this, Lu Wenxiao's smile froze, and there was some anger in his eyes, and he was very unhappy with Chen Mo's words just now.

"Yo, yes, the ancient poems are indeed very tall, you have an ancient poem to hang me!

I guess you can't wait, right? Lu Wenxiao sneered, a trace of disdain tugging on his thick lips.

Yes, ancient poetry is indeed very high, but have you made it?

Dare to look down on Lao Tzu's poems!

Disgusted with my modern poetry?

"In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Chen Mo nodded slightly, smiled lightly, and silently took out the work disappearing charm from the system backpack and chose to use it.

As soon as the consciousness moves, the work disappearing charm takes effect!

"Help me erase Li Bai's Qingping!"

Bite!

"System prompt: The work disappearing charm is used successfully, congratulations to the host for successfully erasing Li Bai's Qingping tone, please shamelessly take it for yourself, and take it to pretend to be forced!"

"Why don't you start yet? Procrastinating for time?

If you can't do it, you will admit defeat, why bother to act here! Seeing that Chen Mo was slow to start, Lu Wenxiao immediately sneered.

"Procrastinating for time? Okay, since you say so, I don't need to take seven steps, just start directly! ”

After speaking, Chen Mo looked at Yang Yuchan's extremely beautiful evening dress and her alluring appearance, and chanted softly:

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ”

One sentence at a time, full of momentum!

In Chen Mo's catchy poems, everyone fell into a romantic fairyland, and Yang Yuchan in front of her seemed to have turned into the stunning fairy, dancing under the moon in Yaochi!

Your appearance and costumes are so beautiful and moving, that even the white clouds and peonies have to come to dress you, the spring breeze is swaying, the railing is flicked, the beautiful peony flowers look even more beautiful in the crystal dew, your beauty is really like a fairy.

If I didn't see you in the fairyland jade mountain, then I could only appreciate your face in the Yaotai of the Queen Mother of the West.

All kinds of romantic and sweet poems are intoxicating!

In just four small poems, Yang Yuchan's appearance was described as almost perfect, almost becoming an immortal!

The people at the scene were first immersed in this romantic verse, and it was difficult to wake up for a long time.

A full ten minutes!

The scene was silent!

Yang Yuchan's eyes widened and she looked at Chen Mo in disbelief, her face was covered with red glow!

Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look!!

Oh, my God!

What a romantic, talented person it has to be to come up with a sentence!

This...... Is this really a poem for me?

Yang Yuchan's eyes lit up like stars in the sky, and she muttered to herself.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Mo's handsome face, and he couldn't move away!

"This is my husband...... My talented and handsome husband ......"

Yang Yuchan's heart is about to flow honey!

"Okay, good, this ancient poem is so good!"

"When you see the splendor of the clouds, you think of the beauty of their clothes, and when you see the beauty of the flowers, you want to look like people.

If you don't see her at the top of the jade mountain, you meet under the moonlight of Yaochi.

This son can make such poems, so talented, unheard of, unseen! ”

"Although I don't understand it very well, I can hear it just by listening to it, this ancient poem is obviously 10,000 times more beautiful and romantic than Lu Wenxiao's modern poem!"

"Yushan, Yaotai, moonlight, a light-pigmented word, reflecting the face of the flower, makes people naturally think of white jade-like people, and like a warm white peony flower. At the same time, Chen Mo showed no traces, comparing Yang Yuchan to a heavenly maiden, which is really exquisite!

Absolutely! ”

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……

After a brief silence, everyone seemed to reminisce.

I don't know who led the way first and began to applaud.

After that, everyone on the scene began to cheer hard and applaud desperately!

The applause like the waves, wave after wave, does not stop for a long time!

And Yang Yuchan's girlfriends and sisters also screamed excitedly.

"Hey, Yuchan, your boyfriend can do it! This ancient poem is so romantic! ”

"Yes, to be able to give you such a beautiful evening dress and make such a romantic poem for you is simply the Prince Charming sent to you by God!

Yuchan, you can't miss it! ”

"Hey, hey, get married, give birth to a few dolls for us to play!"

"You guys, don't talk nonsense!" Yang Yuchan's face was stunned, a little more flushed, and she glared at a few girlfriends with disgust, very shy.

Even Yang Yuling, who had always held a grudge, took a deep breath, and the shock in her heart was like the turbulent waves, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

This Chen Mo is simply too perverted!

One person can fight more than a dozen special forces, or the kind with guns!

As soon as the gift is released, it will kill the audience in seconds, and the poem is even more amazing as soon as it is opened!

If you look at your cousin's eyes again, they are about to become hearts!!

Yang Yuling knows that if you love one, no matter how much you hide it, your eyes can't hide it.

She glared at Lu Wenxiao and said with a secret hatred: "Something that doesn't fight!! ”

Even she couldn't deny that Chen Mo's poem was so perfect that it couldn't be refuted.

At this moment, Chen Mo turned his head to look at Lu Wenxiao and said, "Lu Shao, what do you think of our poem?" ”

"This ...... This one...... It's not bad......" Lu Wenxiao blushed and had a thick neck, held back for a long time, and was unwilling to admit defeat.

"Oh? Not bad, huh? How does that compare to your one? Chen Mo asked again.

Lao Tzu's song Li Bai's Qingping tune is a quatrain that describes Yang Yuhuan through the ages!

A masterpiece that all literati in later generations need to look up to!!

A modern poem in your district, isn't it turned into scum in seconds?

"This ...... It's not like it's like it, is it...... After all, yours is an ancient poem, and mine is a modern poem...... It can be regarded as having its own merits......" Lu Wenxiao's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he blushed.

The people present are all highly educated, high-quality upper-class people, and their appreciation ability is superb, how can they not distinguish the good from the bad of the poems?

When he said this, he was just deceiving himself.

"Oh? Sauce purple. Chen Mo squinted slightly, didn't say anything, but the mockery on his face became more intense.

"This Lu Wenxiao is really shameless!"

"That's it, if you lose, you lose, and each has its own merits?!"

"It's all turned into scum in seconds, and the seconds can't be seconds, and they still don't admit defeat!"

"It seems that the Lu family's cheeky genes are perfectly inherited!"

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As soon as Lu Wenxiao's words came out, there was a burst of scolding.

Lu Wenxiao is really embarrassed, even if his face is red, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't stand it!

Looking up and sweeping Chen Mo, Lu Wenxiao's eyes were full of resentment!

Damn stinky peasant, how come his combat effectiveness is so strong, blood can't kill him, and even poetry is so good?

Paralyzed, is this still human?