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Chapter 271 Exploded!The scene exploded!

When will the moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian.

Hear this first sentence.

all of a sudden.

Everyone in the audience was shocked!
"This... this... how does this first sentence feel that the artistic conception is extraordinary!"

"Fuck, did he write this himself?"

"Shocked! In just one sentence from him, a complete scene appeared in my mind involuntarily!"

Below, there was an uproar.

Those who were not very optimistic about Lin Mo at first, thought that Lin Mo was just here to mess around, or just came here to be disgusting.

But it is different now.

With just the first sentence, the people below changed their minds in an instant!

Shen Chuhe's sister-in-law was even more stunned at this moment, she carefully chewed these two lines of poetry.

then.

Her eyes lit up: "This is a bit unexpected!"

"Although there is no mention of Mid-Autumn Festival, after the simple poems, the entire image of Mid-Autumn Festival is revealed in an instant!"

"Chu He, can he write poetry?"

At this time, Aunt Shen Chuhe turned her head and looked at Shen Chuhe over there.

Shen Chuhe's mind was actually buzzing, she really didn't know that Lin Mo could write poems.

But hearing my sister-in-law's question, I thought of my sister-in-law's attitude towards Lin Mo just now.

Shen Chuhe straightened her chest all of a sudden, with a proud face: "Of course, he knows a lot."

"Moreover, everything can be done very well!"

At this time, Aunt Shen Chuhe looked at Lin Mo over there for the first time: "No wonder."

"I always suspected that your vision was not good, but now it seems that I have not discovered the shining point of Lin Mo."

"However, although the first two poems are good, but if the latter is too hip, then his poem will be very unsuccessful!"

After Sister Shen Chuhe finished speaking, she turned her head and looked in the direction of the stage.

Inside the director's office.

He was still complaining there, complaining about the sudden appearance of this guy named Lin Mo, maybe it was because of this guy who created some shit poems, which caused the ratings, which were not much, to drop in an instant.

But now.

He was already stunned there, and his eyes were bright at the moment: "Okay, okay!"

He was a little excited, and unconsciously shouted hello three times!

"Are the first two lines of this poem so spiritual?"

"What a surprise, there's something about this guy."

The director is interested, different from those written by others, which sound a bit moaning or forcefully lyrical.

Lin Mo's poem, as a whole, gives people an extraordinarily peaceful feeling.

He didn't seem to deliberately want to express anything, but between the lines, he conveyed the mood of the Mid-Autumn Festival in an instant.

Xu Sheng's expression was a bit astonished and ugly at the moment.

but.

He quickly stabilized his mind: "No wonder he was so confident just now, he wanted to speak directly when he came up."

"After working for a long time, he must have thought of the first two lines of poetry long ago!"

"With these two poems as a foundation, he is confident, but the most taboo thing about a good poem is anticlimactic! I want to see, and see what else you can come up with later!"

Xu Sheng stared at Lin Mo over there with a fierce face.

He didn't believe that Lin Mo could write such a powerful poem in its entirety.

Based on the first two sentences alone, although they are amazing, if there is no bonus from the following poems, they can only be regarded as okay at best.

on the stage.

Lin Mo's face was very calm, he walked slowly on the stage, as if walking in a leisurely courtyard, without rushing.

Under the gaze of the crowd.

Lin Mo continued to chant.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, so it seems to be in the world."

This sentence comes out.

Whoa!
all of a sudden.

Once again, the people at the scene became excited in an instant.

"I want to go home with the wind!"

"Never, never!"

"This simple line of poetry can instantly make me feel the elegant and dusty atmosphere!"

"It's too fairy, this poem has a fairy flavor!"

"This scene, just thinking about it, makes people feel extraordinarily beautiful, it's really amazing!"

all of a sudden.

The people below were shocked again.

Xu Sheng's face became somewhat ugly.

Shen Chuhe's sister-in-law looked dazed: "This writing feels a bit powerful."

"It's so cold at the top! This is quite a philosophy of life."

The two girls who were sitting in front of Lin Mo were suddenly surprised now.

"The poetry he wrote feels great! I have never heard such a poem!"

"At first I thought he didn't understand anything and was just here to make trouble. It seems that I blamed him wrongly!"

"so amazing!"

Many people now have Lin Mo's poems in their minds.

This "Water Tune Getou" was originally a famous piece of Su Shi's that has been passed down through the ages. If it is put here, it can completely kill everyone's poems in seconds.

Over there on the radio.

The director couldn't help but stood up from his seat, he looked excited, looked at the radio over there, and was still muttering Lin Mo's poem just now.

"fantastic!"

"This person is the real poet! The things written here are completely different from those written by the previous people!"

"If everyone can have his level, this poetry conference will probably attract many people to listen."

While the director was excited, he immediately took the pen and paper from the side, and couldn't wait to write the poem just now on the paper!

"Water Tune Song Head"!
What a "Water Tune Getou"!
He was afraid of forgetting what he just said. Such poems are definitely worth cherishing!
Lin Mo didn't pay attention to all kinds of surprises or stares full of surprise around him.

He raised his head slightly, with a hint of bleakness in his voice.

"Turn to Zhuge, low Qihu, Zhao Wusian. There should be no hatred, what is the long way to go?"

"People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This matter is hard to come by in ancient times."

"Nung, moon and new moon."

Lin Mo spoke slowly, and finished reciting the last line of the poem.

this moment.

Lin Mo really felt an indescribable feeling of bleakness.

It's as if you are really under the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking wine against the moon.

And this time.

After Lin Mo finished his last poem.

The scene fell into a brief silence.

Everyone was thinking about Lin Mo's last poem.

Nung, moon and new moon!
This……

This poem is really beautiful!

Absolutely!
Absolutely!
The more they thought about it, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that this poem was written beyond imagination!

Wait for everyone to come back to their senses.

The scene exploded directly!

(End of this chapter)