Entertainment: Since being divorced by Tianhou's wife

Chapter 270 "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"

"Shui Tuo Ge Tou"?
hear the name.

All the people present were taken aback.

"What kind of poem is this?"

"I haven't heard of it. Just hearing the name, I feel that the quality is not very good!"

"If he didn't know that this is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, based on the name alone, who knows what the poem he wrote is about! From this point of view, the name is a failure!"

"This is enough to show that he is a layman! I was looking forward to it just now, what if he can really write something good? I didn't expect that when he opened his mouth now, he exposed that he is a Lay fact."

Many people below were discussing there.

The eyes they looked at Lin Mo over there were full of all kinds of contempt and disdain.

And the people from the Poetry Association next to them even snorted coldly at this moment.

"What the hell, he said that he wanted to make poems directly when he came on stage? He also reported the names of the poems directly? Why, he wanted to tell all of us that he thought the poems were very simple to write, so he didn't need to do anything. Brain!"

"It's just nonsense! I think a person like him is here to mess things up!"

"The poems written by everyone here are carefully prepared and polished before they come out, and a guy like him actually opens his mouth?"

Many people stared coldly, and the way they looked at Lin Mo over there was filled with all kinds of dissatisfaction.

The director in the director's office heard Lin Mo's words at this moment, and suddenly laughed angrily: "What kind of ghosts and snakes are these!"

"When you didn't prepare anything, you actually came on stage, and then opened your mouth?"

"What a bastard! Why is our radio station so unlucky? It's okay to encounter a program with no ratings like the Poetry Conference that can't be avoided. Now it's a good thing, there is such a shit person in this shit show! This Isn't it just a joke!"

"This makes our low ratings even worse!"

The director was very angry, and finally gave up completely.

This time.

The listening rate in the station must not be saved.

He can only look forward to it, after this mid-autumn poetry program is over, the following programs can bring back the lost ratings of this program!

now.

Shen Chuhe's sister-in-law, who was sitting next to Shen Chuhe, looked at Lin Mo over there with interest at this moment: "Chuhe, don't tell me, I think that this guy named Lin Mo doesn't have much ability, but His courage is not small."

"I'm afraid he doesn't know. As for those people in the Poetry Association, everyone thinks that their writing is good, and their writing is not bad. When they hear others say that their writing is not good, they all want to jump their feet and scold their mothers."

"But this Lin Mo is good, not only to say that other people's writing is not good, but now it's his turn to go up, and he doesn't use his brain, just ready to write a poem after thinking about it?"

Aunt Shen Chuhe laughed while talking: "It's fine if he writes well, but if he writes badly, he might be drowned by those spit stars!"

"Your dad might not like someone like him. After all, it's too ostentatious, and it's the kind of incompetent ostentatious."

She still wants to say something.

Shen Chuhe already frowned: "Sister-in-law, can you say a few words less!"

Aunt Shen Chuhe was startled, looked at Shen Chuhe, and laughed: "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

"If you ask me, you should have dragged him out of here just now. If he had just left, at least his face could be saved."

"But he is unwilling to leave. This shows that he either has real strength and ability, or he just wants to save face and suffer."

Shen Chuhe: "I believe him!"

Aunt Shen Chuhe curled her lips: "Okay, since you choose to believe his words, then let's wait and see."

"After he really dies, you can still consider Xu Sheng. I think he is really good."

She still wanted to say something, but seeing Shen Chuhe's face getting uglier, she just shook her head, enough was enough.

Xu Sheng on the stage looked at Lin Mo with serious eyes: "You really don't need time to conceive?"

"I can tell you that many of the people sitting in the audience are veteran figures in the Poetry Association, and everyone is a lover of poetry."

"It's not something you can just fool around with!"

Lin Mo: "It's just a poem about Mid-Autumn Festival, it's not difficult."

"I don't need time to conceive, just come here."

Hearing Lin Mo confirm again, when no time is needed.

Xu Sheng narrowed his eyes: "Okay, if that's the case, then from now on, the stage will be handed over to you."

"I'm also curious about what kind of poems your poems will look like, and what kind of confidence do you have to say that the poems we just wrote are all rubbish!"

Xu Sheng deliberately said this voice very loudly.

all of a sudden.

Let the anger of everyone below rise to a higher level again.

The main reason is that this Lin Mo is too arrogant!
He said what other people wrote was rubbish.

But what if his own writing is even more rubbish?
Xu Sheng has already made up his mind to see Lin Mo make a fool of himself.

The host next to him walked over with a cold face, and he gave Lin Mo a microphone.

Host: "Then next, let's see what kind of content you can have in "Water Tune Getou"."

"Actually, I have presided over many poetry conferences, and I have seen many poet contestants who are proud of their talents, but I have never seen a person like you who is so arrogant to the limit."

"Hope, you don't let us all down!"

The host finished speaking meaningfully.

His words invisibly added another layer of pressure to Lin Mo.

on site.

All eyes were on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was calm and unhurried, with an ordinary expression on his face.

He hasn't started chanting yet.

There are already many people discussing there.

"No matter what he writes, I will not vote for him. It will be so embarrassing to see him get a super low vote."

"Haha, I don't vote for him either! What kind of bullshit can someone like him write who doesn't take others seriously!"

"I also think that his character is not good, and what he writes is definitely not good. After he finishes writing, let's see how I scold him!"

Everyone was ready to go, waiting to see Lin Mo make a fool of himself.

Lin Mo sorted out his emotions a little bit, and then began to chant.

"When is the moon? Ask Qingtian for the wine."

"I don't know what year it is in the palace of heaven."

As soon as the first sentence comes out.

After a brief silence, the audience exploded instantly!

(End of this chapter)