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Chapter 239 What is the need for burying bones

"Damn it, Chen Ze is the contemporary Cao Zhi, he can write poems so fast."

"I'm not mistaken. It seems that he started to write this topic as soon as it came out. This is a bit too awesome."

"It's really the contemporary Cao Zhi, how could he write so fast."

"Crazy, crazy, Chen Ze wrote so fast, I haven't even thought about the meaning of this picture, he actually thought of a poem."

In front of the TV, the netizens who saw this scene were completely stunned. They also knew that this topic was very difficult, and they were still worrying about whether Chen Ze could write a poem or whether he would fail at the first poem.

Who knows that Chen Ze started to write directly before he finished thinking about this idea.

Well, in the past, netizens always liked to call Chen Ze the contemporary Cao Zhi because he wrote very fast and well-written poems, but no one really compared Chen Ze and Cao Zhi in their hearts, it was just for fun.

Who knew, who knew that Chen Ze actually wrote a poem so quickly, he, he is really a contemporary Cao Zhi, this is a bit too perverted.

On the TV, the audience at the scene was the same as the audience in front of the TV. They were all shocked by Chen Ze's speed. They were all dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

Zhang Jingning and Qin Lan looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. Neither of them expected that Chen Ze could write so fast.

"Writing so fast, if you only talk about speed, the quality may not be very good."

In the judges' seat, Fu Weisheng said in a low voice.After experiencing the initial surprise, he quickly regained his composure.In his opinion, since Chen Ze increased his speed, the quality of his poems must have decreased.

Writing so fast, there is no doubt that it is garbage poetry.

But the more Chen Ze was like this, the happier Fu Weisheng was.He was afraid that Chen Ze would really come up with some very classic poems, but now that Chen Ze is like this, it is simply to prove his statement that all his poems are rubbish.

Therefore, Fu Weisheng was very happy, wishing that Chen Ze would read out the poem he wrote earlier, and put his name of rubbish poems to death.

"I've written it."

Under everyone's attention, Chen Ze wrote this song, and then said to the host.It was only then that the host realized that he had hosted the show for so long, and it was the first time he had seen someone move so fast.

Considering that Chen Ze's questions were much more difficult than those of the previous players, the host felt that Chen Ze's level was a bit unimaginable.

"Okay." The host nodded quickly, "As expected of Teacher Chen Ze, I didn't expect to write it so quickly."

Chen Ze smiled slightly, said nothing, then stood up, facing the crowd, holding the microphone in his hand, and read out the poem he wrote:
"The child is determined to go out of the country,"

Hearing the first sentence, the eyes of everyone at the scene lit up immediately. Although the first sentence looked ordinary, it expressed the expression of the child in the picture on the big screen very vividly.

"If you don't learn and become famous, you will never pay back."

"Okay!"

Hearing this sentence, someone couldn't help shouting, this sentence portrayed the determined mood of the child in the picture, and everyone thought it was very well written.

"There is no need for hometown to bury bones."

Chen Ze read, he looked up at the crowd, his voice gradually became louder.

"Life is full of green hills!"

"it is good!"

Hearing the last two sentences, many people at the scene cheered.In addition to Chen Ze's fans, the audience who came to the scene also had many poetry lovers. These people may not have the ability to compose poetry, but their ability to appreciate poetry is very good.

In their opinion, Chen Ze's sentence "There is no need to bury the bones in the hometown, there are green mountains everywhere" is really well written in their opinion, it is simply the finishing touch, which completely sublimates the previous two sentences.

If the first two sentences are just a simple description of a wanderer’s heart for studying, then the latter two sentences completely sublimate this wanderer, transforming him from an ordinary wanderer studying to a person who pursues knowledge and truth. The image of a literati who can fight for his whole life regardless of life and death.

And this life is everywhere, Qingshan is very optimistic, open-minded, and full of pride, so that everyone who hears this immediately has a feeling of admiration and even admiration in their hearts.

Everyone at the scene looked at Chen Ze with reverence in their eyes.

To write such poems in such a short time, everyone felt that Chen Ze was really amazing.

"It's too powerful, Chen Ze is really too powerful."

"He is really Cao Zhi, he writes so fast and well, it's amazing."

"My God, I was still worried about him just now. Who knew that he had already written it, and he wrote it so fast. Is he still human?"

In front of the TV, the people watching the live broadcast also said that they couldn't believe their eyes and ears, and they really admired Chen Ze so much.

"Chen Ze, Mr. Chen Ze, your poem is really good." On the stage, the host Ma Yong also spoke, looking at Chen Ze with the same admiration, feeling that Chen Ze is really amazing, even a little beyond beyond his imagination.

"Come on, let's make some comments from Mr. Fu Weisheng, the teacher who created the question, and see what he thinks about this poem." The host Ma Yong spoke again.

At this time, everyone looked at Fu Weisheng, and the camera also turned to him, only to find that his face also showed infinite surprise.

That's right, Fu Weisheng never expected it. He thought that Chen Zeshi wrote so fast, so the quality must be not very good.

Who knew that he could write such a good poem. Although it is not as good as the poems he wrote himself, considering that it was written in such a short time, Fu Weisheng himself was amazed by Chen Ze's talent. I have always underestimated Chen Ze.

After noticing that everyone was looking at him, Fu Weisheng quickly put away the surprise on his face.

"What should I say?"

Fu Weisheng began to think about this. The poem written by Chen Ze is undoubtedly a good poem, very good, at least in this era, I am afraid that no one else can write it.

However, I can't praise him.If he praised him, wouldn't that be a slap in the face, and the harder he praised, the harder he would be hit.

All Fu Weisheng was entangled and didn't know how to comment.

"The writing is not bad, the last sentence is sublimated well." In the end, Fu Weisheng said helplessly. Chen Ze's poem was written beyond his expectations.

However, although Fu Weisheng only briefly mentioned it and praised a few words, it caused the scene to immediately burst into cheers.Many people knew that Fu Weisheng was a member of the Huaxia Poetry Association, and he was the one who wanted to make things difficult for Chen Ze this time.

Now even he has to boast a few words, so it can prove that this poem is indeed very well written.Therefore, Chen Ze's fans became happy and cheered loudly.

Among them, the two people sitting in the front row were the happiest, Zhang Jingning and Qin Lan!
"Hahaha, congratulations, Mr. Chen Ze, you performed perfectly in the first stage of the first stage, and passed it perfectly." The host Ma Yong said, congratulating Chen Ze with a smile.

Chen Ze just smiled and didn't respond.He feels that there is nothing to be happy about now, and the time to be happy is when all the customs are cleared.

However, seeing Fu Weisheng, the representative of the Huaxia Poetry Association, was so deflated, Chen Ze was also very happy and relieved.

"Okay, the next step is the second level of the first part. It is still to look at the pictures and write poems." The host Ma Yong said, following his words, the second picture appeared on the big screen.

It is also an ink painting, and it is still the child studying.But at this time, he was obviously a few years older, and there was a trace of majesty on his face.In the picture is late autumn, he is wearing scholar's clothes, standing in front of a big river, there are birds flying by on the big river, and fish swimming in the water.

Obviously this is a continuous painting, the first one is when he went out to study, and the second one is when he wants to do something big after his studies.

"Still the same as before, write a poem or word based on the scene in this painting." The host Ma Yong said.

(End of this chapter)