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Good poetry! Good songs! The audience applauded.

Lin Jianmen and the others cheered loudly, and even Hudaomen's side had to be convinced.

The talented girl got up with a faint smile and thanked the surrounding blessings.

Wu Zhe wanted to persuade two sentences, but he knew that Mu Qingya's mood was in turmoil, and it was difficult to make a better poem at the moment.

[The analysis of the piano playing process is 100% complete! The metallic voice sounded in Wu Zhe's head.

Wu Zhe just watched the old general Hong Shouting play the qin and compose a song, and the evolutionary body automatically learned. At that time, the metallic sound of learning reminder sounded in his head, and the ultra-high-speed terrifying learning ability had already been able to play the piano at this moment.

But he can't arrange the music, so Wu Zhe can sing the poems of another world, and let Mu Qingya use his ability to annotate them.

The old general Hong Shou took a breath and pressed the piano and shouted: Happy, Mo Cai's masterpiece made the old man sing passionately again, and he couldn't help but recall the scene of rushing and killing back then.

The hasty and superficial work can have such an effect, and it all depends on the old general's love. Don't be sorry to be humble. On the surface, it is not very good, but the corners of her eyes reveal a bone of pride.

It's no wonder that pride. can make such imposing poems in public in a short period of time, and compose music so quickly, it is definitely worthy of the name of a talented woman.

Lin Chaoying stood up, walked over to Hu Yunjiao proudly, crossed the fingers that had been burned just now, and said with a smile: I don't know when I can smell a masterpiece on this side of Hu Daomen?

Mu Qingya, Hu Yunjiao and other women had a gloomy atmosphere. In their hearts, this game is already irreparable.

Chao Ying, don't meet a group of country girls. Xuanwu female general Wei Ling took a sip of fragrant tea and sneered sarcastically.

Yes, yes, my sister said it very much. Lin Chaoying smiled and turned around and returned to Lin Jianmen's camp.

Hudaomen, let's have a song!

Hudaomen, let's have a song!

Hudaomen, let's have a song!

There was a sudden sound of neat coaxing in the audience. It was actually some disciples of Lin Jianmen who shouted in unison, urging Hudaomen's side to hurry up and come up with the work.

This mind can be really vicious, and the more you urge it, the easier it is for people to be under too much psychological pressure and make clumsy acts. Even if it makes people's minds empty, they can't write half a word.

Although there were also voices of reprimand in the crowd of Hudaomen, after all, this was the content of the ring competition, and it was useless to fail to get dry goods.

I can't write it!

With talented women in charge, they naturally dare not show their works!

All kinds of coaxing are endless.

Mu Qingya picked up the pen and bit her thin lip but couldn't fall for a long time.

Wu Zhe glanced at the incense burner in the incense burner, and there were still two-fifths of the incense, and there were about ten minutes left.

What should I do? Hu Yunjiao was already distraught, and her head was shaking from side to side and she couldn't think of a way. Her two best friends also panicked, desperately thinking of words and sentences together, but they couldn't help at all, but they disturbed Mu Qingya's train of thought.

Miss Hu, Team Leader Hu, we are all waiting! Lin Chaoying said excitedly from afar: You can hurry up, do you want to wait for the sun to go down?

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

What should I do, what should I do?! Hu Yun was anxious in the audience.

The narcissistic son Zong Zhilian shook the fan very fast, and the brain teaser couldn't help much.

Under Mu Qingya's green silk bangs, her fair forehead was sweaty.

Hu Yunjiao gritted her teeth and said softly: Otherwise, let's admit defeat in this sentence? They have a long-famous Mo Cainu in charge, and we are not unjustly lost.

Do you admit defeat? Mu Qingya's lips bit even tighter, knowing that her poetry level was not as good as that Mo talented woman, but she didn't want to nod her head.

Wu Zhe hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but whisper: I'll sing you a paragraph, can you make a song?

If you don't steal the text, you are embarrassed to say that you are a traverser, Wu Zhe sighed in his heart, not to mention the dragon Aotian in this woman's body?

...... Mu Qingya was stunned and gestured with her hand: You have already made it?

Hu Yunjiao and her two best friends also stared at each other in surprise.

I've heard a passage sung by others, and it's not widely circulated, so we can use it to make up for it. Wu Zhe prevaricated.

Hu Yunjiao and Mu Qingya shook their heads together, and Miss Hu resolutely said: No, this is plagiarism.

Wu Zhe didn't have time to bother, so he hurriedly corrected: Okay, that's what I thought, but I can sing and can't compose music, Hu Yunjiao, you are responsible for recording the text, Qingya, you quickly memorize the tune.

Wu Zhe grabbed another pair of paper and pens and stuffed it to Hu Yunjiao.

Several girls were amazed together. Although I haven't heard Wu Zhe sing poetry yet, daring to show it at this time, and then thinking of her memories and other magical expressions, at least gives people a glimmer of hope.

Wu Zhe lowered his voice and sang a poem from the original world.

The more Mu Qingya listened, the more shocked she became, and her cute eyes, which were already quite big, almost turned round.

Hu Yunjiao's mouth opened wide when she heard this, and even the brush in her hand didn't fall off the paper for a long time.

Wu Zhe sang a song, seeing that they were suddenly in a daze, he hurriedly urged: I'll delay their time, you should quickly write it down and compose the music!

Oh! Hu Yunjiao came back to her senses and hurriedly put down her pen. Mu Qingya also hurriedly recalled the tune and composed music for this poem.

They never imagined that war poems could be written like this.

I'm going to play a tune and interrupt, we can't just let them laugh and lose momentum. Don't be distracted by your busy listening. Wu Zhe got up after admonishing and walked to the center of the stage.

Miss Xiao, do you have any good works? The old general was still stroking the qin and sighed that Mo Cainu could make such a fierce poem, and suddenly saw Wu Zhe coming, so he asked happily.

I'm sorry, but I want to learn about it. Wu Zhe stuck out his tongue and pretended to say: I don't have a heart, I only have a good memory, so I always make progress when I learn more.

Hehe, you're right. The old general asked: What do you want to learn, do you want the old man to teach you how to play the piano? This is embarrassing for the old man, this is not a matter of a moment......

Lin Chaoying said suddenly not far away: Old general, this girl is a freak who thinks she is a freak, I have taught her to learn it when she sees someone using a sword.

The old general was stunned. He may have heard of Wu Zhe's name of Remembrance, but apparently he didn't know that she could learn sword martial arts.

Lin Chaoying walked over and said coldly: This girl can learn other people's martial arts, and even the swordsmanship of Lin Jianmen of my sect has been learned by her.

It doesn't matter. The old general smiled: I don't have anything to learn from her.

Wu Zhe ignored Lin Chaoying's interjection, and said to Hong Shouting: Old general, I want to borrow Mo Cainu's manuscript, can I?

Does she want to learn to compose poetry on the spot?

The people around the ring also heard her words, and everyone immediately showed strange expressions.