Faced with the request of the two queens, Shen Feng just smiled and didn't say anything.

An hour of preparation time passed quickly, to put it bluntly, they are all modern people, and it is really embarrassing to improvise an ancient poem with such a little effort.

Except for a few lyricists majoring in Chinese language and culture in the company, most of the others came to make up the numbers, and they couldn't even get a decent work.

Wu Konghai appeared on the stage again, and he was also very much looking forward to it, what kind of work will Shen Yu make this time?

In the past few years, Shen Feng has not come to attend the annual meeting, so there have been no new works, which makes the association's President Tang quite complain about it.

"I'm sure you've been looking forward to the next for a long time, so I won't say much, let's start announcing the work now!"

As he spoke, a screen appeared behind him, and all the ancient poems delivered to the company's mailbox were impressively listed.

"First place, let's take a look at Yan Xing's works, it's still as fast as ever, hahaha."

Subsequently, Wu Konghai read out Yan Xing's work in public.

It is indeed a good poem, full of ancient rhyme, and the words are also very beautiful, if it was placed in the case of Shen Yu not participating in last year, it would not be too much of a problem for this work to win the crown.

"Well, yes, yes, worthy of being a professional lyricist in our company, this writing skill really doesn't have to be picked!" Wu Konghai nodded one after another, full of praise.

Then he read out all the works that followed, including limericks, some works that were quite reasonable, and some indiscriminate ones, which caused the audience to laugh.

Soon, it was finally Shen Feng's turn to work.

Everyone almost subconsciously held their breath, wondering what kind of work Shen Feng would come up with this time to reach the top, and whether it could still maintain the high level of the past?

However, Shen Feng himself didn't have much psychological baggage, just took a sip of wine by himself, and didn't seem to care very much.

"The name of this poem is 'Water Tune Song Head', well, it's an ancient word."

Ancient words are actually ancient lyrics and songs, with a unique beginning and end, and there are people in the company who have studied ancient culture more deeply and immediately said the origin of the name of this word.

"The origin of this brand name came out when a king dug an artificial canal in ancient times, and it was called "Water Tune Song" at that time, but there are no works that use this word brand name in the textbooks of these years, so it has always been relatively unpopular."

Hearing this knowledgeable lyricist say this, everyone also suddenly realized.

However, it is not too strange, some of the national style songs before Shen Feng have actually shown that he still has a very deep understanding of some ancient knowledge.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight?"

Wu Konghai on the stage had already read out the words of this work word by word, and the noise in the audience suddenly fell silent.

"I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is unbearable. Dance to find out how the shadow seems to be in the world."

It's just that after reading it, everyone can't help but get goosebumps.

The kind of lonely and distant and cold artistic conception of this ancient poem comes to the face. ….

Several lyricists in the company suddenly felt a little chilled, this song is really wonderful.

Wu Konghai himself also took a deep breath, and then read out the next que.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done at the end of the day."

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete."

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles."

After the words were spoken, the audience fell silent.

Even people who have not studied ancient poetry can know that this ancient poem seems to be a bit awesome.

Yan Xing, who has been defeated twice, has long been convinced by Shen Feng, and now that he sees such a powerful work, his heart is naturally extremely excited, and even his face is red.

"Awesome! Li

Harm!"

"The upper que is lonely, cold, ethereal and distant, without a trace of fireworks, and when I arrive at the lower que, I am full of love and emotion for Hongchen, it is really amazing!"

Yan Xing sat on the table, very excited to appreciate it, and then kept chanting words in his mouth.

"I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together... It's wonderful."

The only competitors have this attitude, and everyone knows who the crown is tonight, even needless to say.

"Whew!"

Dong Yue breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at Shen Feng's beautiful eyes one after another.

So that's the state of mind of this guy right now? It's so complicated, and I think so much when I'm drunk.

She knew that the work that Shen Feng took out today would only be a little more powerful than she imagined.

Jian Ningshuang, who was sitting next to Shen Feng, picked up a glass of wine, took a sip absentmindedly, and said:

"You're in the limelight again, how about it, can you still walk home after asking Qingtian about the wine?"

Shen Feng didn't say anything, he was soft, he just shook his head, it seemed that he couldn't walk.

Seeing this, Jian Ningshuang rolled her eyes, knowing that the task of sending Shen Feng home today had to be on her again.

On the stage, Wu Konghai couldn't wait to announce the final prize winner of this year's annual meeting.

Immerse yourself!

For a while, everyone couldn't help but start looking forward to it.

...

The annual meeting of Xinghe ended like this, and Shen Feng, who was completely drunk, was sent home by Jian Ningshuang.

The next day, Wu Konghai immediately asked his colleagues in the Propaganda Department to publish Shen Feng's poem on the Internet.

And he also rushed to the association that he hadn't been to for a long time for the first time, and now he can't wait to see Donald's expression after appreciating this "Water Tune Song Head".

When he came to the association, Wu Konghai was also an old acquaintance, and immediately knocked on the door of Donald's office.

Winter, winter, winter!

"Come in!"

This voice was a little serious, and Wu Konghai walked in with a dry smile.

"Donald, it's been a long time."

"Heh, this year's annual meeting is Yan Xing's new work again, you come over to offer treasures?" Donald was holding a brush and practicing calligraphy on the table.

"Not exactly, I'm here for the annual meeting this year." Wu Konghai said with a smile.

Hearing this, Donald paused with his hand holding the brush and said, "Read."

In front of this old man, Wu Konghai didn't dare to procrastinate, so he immediately did it.

"Ahem!"

"The name of the word card is 'Water Tune Song Head'!"

Donald nodded, obviously knowing the name of this ancient word.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine."

"I don't know the heavens..."

「...」

"I hope that people will live for a long time, and they will be together for a thousand miles!"

Two minutes after Wu Konghai finished reading, Donald also put down the brush in his hand, and the words of the song "Water Tune Song Head" just now appeared on it.

After a few more minutes, Donald spoke:

"I'm wondering if I'll let that Shen Feng become the president of this association when I retire."

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