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Chapter 561 1 song, 2 songs, first... first!

Chapter 561 One, two, ten... a hundred! (First update, please subscribe)
At this moment, Lin Xuan felt extremely at ease.

I have to say that good poetry really has a feeling of intoxication.Especially at this moment when he was sitting on the roof of the car, looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides and the blue sky above his head, he felt more deeply.

But for the media, they are not in the mood to appreciate the scenery at all.

All eyes were on Lin Xuan.

Eyeballs stared straight.

Heart trembling.

A simple poem that Lin Xuan casually said just now made almost every one of them throb in their souls.The more I think about it, the more memorable it becomes.

I don't know how long it took, and finally the exclamation sounded.

"Oh my god, did you just open your mouth?"

"Is this something a human can do?"

"The key casual poems make my scalp numb."

"This kind of talent, can't be achieved by several leading figures in the literary world today?"

"A poem with more than a dozen words can be so beautiful."

"Oh my God!"

"..."

As for the Times reporter who asked the question just now, his brain has already gone blank, and his whole body seems to have become a sculpture.

What happened here spread to the ears of major media and newspaper offices almost in a very short period of time.

The top executives of these media also became confused when they heard the reports from the frontline reporters.

What is the situation?

Didn't Lin Xuan finish his literary exchange at the French royal banquet yesterday?Even many people in the industry still suspect that Lin Xuan's two works have been prepared in advance, and they are preparing to write an article to guide public opinion.

As a result, they haven't written the article yet, why did Lin Xuan start again?

And when they saw the news sent back by the reporters, their hearts were even more turbulent.

Two poems!
Impromptu recited two poems on the roof of the car that are not inferior to "Life is like a Summer Flower"!
special!
The shock caused by this kind of incident to the literary world may even exceed the disturbance that occurred at the banquet yesterday.

at last.

Reuters executives were the first to roar: "Live! Live broadcast."

Such a shocking event, which may cause turmoil in the literary world, must be broadcast live in order to cause even greater disturbances.Because something like this has almost never happened before!
As long as it is broadcast live, it will definitely arouse the enthusiasm of the audience.

After all, who can be like Lin Xuan, who actually gets a lot of poetry while riding in the car?He even boasted that every plant, every tree, every word and deed could be written into a poem by him?
The key point is that Lin Xuan did it.

Then, Agence France-Presse also yelled on the phone: "Don't hesitate, prepare to broadcast live immediately!"

These two calls are like a fuse.

Almost all the media reporters on the scene received calls from high-level officials.

In particular, the response of the network platform was faster, and the live broadcast was almost done in just one or two minutes.After all, live webcasting only needs to be authorized, and it is not as complicated as live TV broadcasting.

But even so.

after a few minutes.

More than [-] online media outlets and [-] TV stations around the world have urgently launched live broadcasts one after another!

【Lin Xuan created two poems again】

【Lin Xuan Kuangyan: I can write anything into poetry】

[Stunning on the way, Lin Xuan's two poems shocked the audience]

[Export into poetry?Lin Xuan creates another miracle]

[Is there really such a genius in the literary world?The reporter is reporting from the front line]

When the audience saw the sudden news and live broadcast, they hardly reacted for a while.Didn't know what happened until a moment later.

Immediately, thousands of netizens and the audience in front of the TV were all excited.

"What? Lin Xuan wrote poetry again?"

"Or did you chant casually on the way?"

"seriously."

"Fuck, can this be?"

"Go and see."

……

……

At the moment in France on the way to Germany.

Lin Xuan saw a well-known reporter carrying a flag on the roof of the car with a camera, and staff members set up cameras on the roof of the car, and he knew something in his heart: "It seems that a TV station has started a live broadcast?"

very good!

It's the result that I want.

With a smile on his face, he waited for the reporters to continue asking questions.Because he knew that since these reporters set up a live broadcast, they would definitely not let him go easily.

really.

Soon another reporter asked: "Mr. Lin, the poem just now is so beautiful, can you make another similar one?"

"of course can."

Lin Xuan smiled.

Asuka collection... Of course, there are the most about Asuka.

He recited casually: "My heart is a bird in the wilderness, and it found the sky in your eyes."

Another shock of the soul.

Especially this time, because many media started the live broadcast, so I don't know how many people around the world heard Lin Xuan's quotation.

But that's not all.

Immediately another reporter asked: "Mr. Lin, the more outstanding a person is, the more he will pay attention to external beauty?"

Tagore... Cough cough, no, Lin Xuan said casually: "The sun only wears a simple light dress, but the white clouds are covered with splendid skirts."

When everyone is still silent in the sentiment in this verse.

Someone asked again: "What is the meaning of life?"

Lin Xuan said earnestly: "The meaning of life is not to leave something behind, as long as you have experienced it, it is the greatest beauty. This is not incompetence, but a kind of detachment."

Reporter: "What is love?"

Lin Xuan: "My eyes rain for her, but my heart holds an umbrella for her. This is love."

Reporter: "What's the difference between friendship and love?"

Lin Xuan: "The difference between friendship and love is: friendship means two people and the world, but love means two people are the world."

reporter:"……"

Lin Xuan: "..."

reporter:"……"

Lin Xuan: "..."

No one knows how many questions the reporters asked, but basically no matter what they asked, Lin Xuan was able to answer each other quickly.

a.

two.

Ten... a hundred.

In just over an hour, Lin Xuan responded to the reporters' questions almost in the language of hundreds of poems.

Every answer is so beautiful.

Every answer is so philosophical.

Every answer is full of elegance.

Until the end, the shock in the hearts of the reporters had prevented them from asking any more questions.

Not just journalists.

The European and American netizens who were watching the live broadcast at the moment were also stunned by this scene.

France.

Jerome, Douglas and others are gathering together, and everyone's face is not very good-looking.Everyone didn't speak for a long time, because Lin Xuan hit them too hard last night.Before this, they never dreamed that they would be defeated by a Chinese person in Western poetry culture and short stories, and they were still convinced.

Jerome sighed: "Don't think too much, everyone, Lin Xuan is indeed a bit weird. And yesterday's performance, it is estimated that he also had an instant burst of inspiration, or as some people speculated, he was prepared and planned this time. He just caught us off guard. But in terms of real literary attainments, he should still be inferior to us."

Douglas nodded: "Yes, I investigated Lin Xuan's information last night. He does have certain attainments in the Chinese literary world, so it's normal to have occasional bursts of inspiration. But he should be far less terrifying than we imagined. Otherwise, the Chinese literary world It is estimated that he has been elected as the leader long ago, leading the Chinese literary world to go abroad."

"Makes sense."

"Yes."

Hearing the analysis of the two literary masters, the others felt a lot better.

But at this moment.

Suddenly Jerome received a call, he just listened to a few words, suddenly turned his face, and turned on the TV in the room under the surprised eyes of everyone, and tuned to a TV channel.

"Monsieur Jerome?"

"This is you?"

"What are you doing? Watching TV?"

Everyone was taken aback, not knowing why Jerome suddenly turned on the TV.But soon, everyone's voices stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes widened.

what did they see!
On the TV, there was a scene of Lin Xuan sitting on the roof of the car, talking vigorously and eloquently.

A sentence of quotations came out of his mouth. Perhaps these words sounded nothing to the ears of many ordinary people, but Jerome, Douglas and others present were all top literary figures, so after hearing Lin Xuan's first At the beginning of the sentence, they fell into a state of sluggishness.

"The world kisses me bitterly and asks me to sing in return."

"We misperceive the world and say it has deceived us."

"When you cry for missing the sun, you're missing the stars too."

"..."

Every verse, like a heavy dull bell crashing into the depths of their hearts, made them feel ashamed as if Mount Tai was overwhelmed, making each of them breathless.

Their expressions changed from surprise at the beginning to shock, then from shock to horror, and then from shock to dullness.Until finally, the sound of the TV came out in the house, and only the sound of their heavy breathing remained.

Everyone just stood there motionless, staring blankly at Lin Xuan who was calmly answering reporters' questions on TV.

at last.

When the reporters stopped to ask about the break.

Everyone took a breath at the same time and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Jerome's complexion became extremely complicated, and he finally managed to say a word after a while: "I was wrong, I was completely wrong. It seems that he didn't have a burst of inspiration yesterday, and he even hid his strength. If he will face today The ability to deal with reporters was shown yesterday, and we are afraid that we will all be crushed by him."

Everyone nodded subconsciously.

Export as poetry?

While they were watching TV, Lin Xuan casually recited dozens of verses full of philosophy and meaning?Not to mention their strength, even great writers can't handle it!
"Shouldn't it be over now?"

Someone watched the TV and asked aloud.

Douglas nodded: "It must be over, no matter how inspired a writer is, it's impossible for an inspiration to burst out all the time, right?"

The crowd took it for granted.

But even though everyone said that, the waves in their hearts could not be calmed down for a long time.Because they know that even if Lin Xuan doesn't speak anymore, the more than one hundred lines he uttered just now are enough to make Lin Xuan an important poet in the world!

(End of this chapter)

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