Entertainment: Since being divorced by Tianhou's wife

Chapter 269 My Poem "Water Tune Getou" for Mid-Autumn Festival

Xu Sheng's voice echoed throughout the venue.

hear him.

Shen Chuhe was shocked all of a sudden: "How could he do this!"

She turned her head and looked at Lin Mo: "Let's get out of here now."

"It's nothing to look at either."

As she was talking, she wanted to pull Lin Mo away together.

joke.

She didn't think Lin Mo could write any good poems, and she didn't want to see Lin Mo being called up and humiliated.

This Xu Sheng made it clear that he didn't have any good intentions.

Aunt Shen Chuhe next to her smiled when she saw this scene: "If you're really scared and dare not go up, it's fine. You just have to go up and admit that you can't do it later."

"I believe that the people here are all reasonable people. After all, they will not force you to write something."

Aunt Shen Chuhe looked at Lin Mo with a hint of sarcasm and mockery.

She seemed to have expected this Lin Mo, and she didn't dare to go up at all, at most she was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth.

Before Lin Mo could speak.

Sudden.

A ray of light in the venue shone straight towards Lin Mo over there.

The spotlight suddenly enveloped Lin Mo in the light.

Obviously.

This was all arranged by Xu Sheng just now.

Standing on the stage, Xu Sheng looked at Lin Mo over there, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said, "That's the friend who is in the spotlight."

"You just said in the audience that the quality of the poems written by all of us is not good. It seems that I understand poems very well."

"Since this is the case, why not invite you to come up and write a poem for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so that everyone can appreciate the quality of the poem you wrote, what it looks like!"

Xu Sheng's voice was not low, and his words were full of complacency and coldness.

He stared straight at Lin Mo over there.

And this time.

More and more people looked in the direction of the light, and looked at Lin Mo who was sitting over there.

"Is this the person who said that the quality of our poems is not good?"

"Looking at his appearance, he is still very young, I guess, he is a king of mouth. Hmm
"Who is this guy? Looking at him like that, he still looks down on this one and that one. I think he can't even write a fart himself!"

"Hey, brother over there, if you have the guts, go for it, don't just talk hard, there is no future for talking hard!"

all of a sudden.

Many people yelled at Lin Mo over there.

The two girls closest to Lin Mo were arguing with Lin Mo just now.

Seeing that Lin Mo had become the target of public criticism at this moment, they were all happy at once.

"Hey, everyone is watching you, why don't you hurry up?"

"Isn't it because you're afraid?"

"Aren't you very capable? When you comment on other people's poems, you look like pointing out the country. Now it's your turn to write. Why don't you let us see what kind of works you can write?" !"

They looked at Lin Mo with mockery in their eyes.

Shen Chuhe was anxious, she pulled Lin Mo and was about to take Lin Mo away: "Let's go, don't spoil them."

"Besides, we are not obliged to go on stage to participate in this poetry conference, what is this!"

She is already angry.

But Shen Chuhe pulled for a while, but she didn't pull, and then she looked at Lin Mo.

She saw Lin Mo's calm face.

It seems that this matter at the moment has not changed Lin Mo's mood in the slightest.

Lin Mo: "It's okay, since they want to see what good poetry is, then I will reluctantly give them this opportunity."

Lin Mo's voice is not loud, but his words are calm, natural and gentle.

Not arrogant or impetuous.

Even a little lazy.

Once this word is out.

The closest ones around heard it clearly.

all of a sudden.

There was an uproar all around.

"Damn, this guy has such a big breath!"

"Looking at him like this, he must be a fool!"

"Does he really think that he can write something that will catch the eyes of those present?"

"How arrogant he is now, how embarrassed he will be later!"

Most of the people next to him looked at Lin Mo with contemptuous eyes.

Only Shen Chuhe looked at Lin Mo with a little worry in his eyes: "Are you really going up?"

Lin Mo nodded: "It will be fine soon, this one is not too difficult."

Aunt Shen Chuhe was also stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I can't tell, you still have some guts."

"Chu He, don't stop him, since he said so, then let him go up!"

"I'm also very curious about what kind of poems he can write! Maybe he can really write a work that is enough to amaze everyone in the audience?"

Aunt Shen Chuhe's words contained teasing meaning.

Shen Chuhe finally took a deep breath, and looked at Lin Mo seriously: "Okay, then go for it!"

She is like this, if Lin Mo wants to do something, then she is willing to choose to support and believe.

Lin Mo nodded and stood up from his seat.

More eyes looked at Lin Mo at this moment.

Lin Mo walked from the aisle to the stage.

Along the way, the spotlight followed him.

"It's this kid."

"I want to see and see what he can write."

"Tsk tsk, this guy actually has the guts to go up. I thought he should find a way to escape here quickly at this moment."

"Maybe he can't write it, but he is thick-skinned enough?"

Quite a few people were acting weird there.

Few people thought that Lin Mo could do it.

When the director of the radio station heard this sudden episode from the radio, he also frowned, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "What are you doing? Why did you add such a thing to it temporarily? Isn't this a waste of time!"

"Originally, not many people listened to this shitty program, but now that it's happening all of a sudden, the ratings will drop again!"

The director was so depressed, he just wanted to end this shit show quickly.

As for this guy named Lin Mo who suddenly appeared on stage, the director didn't have any expectations at all!
The poems written by the people of the Poetry Association are all lumps of stuff. What good things can this little-known guy write?

Xu Sheng sneered as he watched Lin Mo walk onto the stage.

Xu Sheng: "Then, for the sake of fairness, we let him slowly conceive it on stage."

Lin Mo came to the stage: "No need, let me speak directly."

directly?
Xu Sheng was taken aback.

The audience was taken aback.

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Mo: "The poem I wrote for the Mid-Autumn Festival is called "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"."

(End of this chapter)