The system sent me C to debut

"Moonlight in front of the bed"

"Thousands of Mountains Birds Fly Absolutely"

Cui Cailiang, the president of the Poetry Association, had lost all color at this time,

Cui Cailiang seemed to have a subtitle flashed in front of his eyes,
The few poems written by Zhuang Yan just now are presented on it one by one,
Next to my ear is Zhuang Yan's voice, which keeps playing back.

Cui Cailiang was stunned, and his body froze in place.

"Fuck."

At this time, who among the judges did not know who gave a soft cry,
It awakened all the bewildered people present.

"I knocked his meow's Zhuang Yan, this is"

"Oh my god! Is this writing poetry? This is simply cheating!"

Many spectators stood up excitedly.

Countless people in front of the TV stared wide-eyed at Zhuang Yan's operation.

"This is so inhumane"

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Sun Yizhou was also shocked,
He and Liao Jie glanced at each other,
My heart is full of disbelief,

Brother, this is not just a random poem!
This is a unilateral crushing of strength!

Now you can see,

When the camera came to Chen Jie,
Chen Jie's cyan complexion can be seen at a glance,
At the same time, his face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Old man, tell me, are these few poems in your old friend's personal collection of poems?"

"Or tell me, can you make these poems?"

Zhuang Yan had a piercing smile on his face,
But the bottom of his eyes was as deep as a cold mountain spring, with an icy chill,
Several judges on the stage looked at Zhuang Yan,
The hairs on his body couldn't help standing on end,
At this moment, they only felt the chill rising from their backs.

Zhuang Yan sneered,

but did not stop,
"Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the Prophet of Spring River Plumbing Duck"

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, don't think about it, never forget it"

"The great river goes east, the waves wash away, the eternal romantic man"

"Old man Chen, do you know that someone who has always been good at bold and unrestrained poems can write these poems?"

"I wonder if your old friend who has never met has this strength?"

Ah,
With a sneer,
Zhuang Yan continued,

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes"

"What I want is not what I portray"

"Suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom"

one after another,
Zhuang Yan seemed tireless,
mouth without stopping,
Writing poems is like talking about homework.

The audience was stunned for a long time by Zhuang Yan's recitation,

After a while,
Finally someone came to his senses,

Regardless of raising your phone to take a picture and video,

Such a scene is rare!

After a few flashes,
Only then did the people react,

They took out their mobile phones.

The scene became even more chaotic for a while,
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At this time, who still cared about the messy rules of not being able to take pictures or record videos?
Such a scene is simply rare in a hundred years!

On the stage, Wang Sheng, who had been amazed by the song "Spring Snow in the Garden",

At this moment, he was also in a daze,
Every time Zhuang Yan recites a poem,

The astonishment and shock in the eyes of everyone present will add one more point,
The light in Cui Cailiang's eyes increased a bit,
At this moment Cui Cailiang was standing but couldn't help trembling,

If it weren't for the help of a judge beside me,

It is estimated that it has become unstable.

"Flying to the Qianxun Pagoda on the mountain, I heard that the rooster crowed and saw the sun rise. I am not afraid of the clouds to cover my eyes, and I am at the highest level."

When the last song "Dengfeilaifeng" is finished,
At some point, Zhuang Yan had already walked in front of Chen Jie.

The smile on his face disappeared,

In its place was a look of coldness and contempt,

"Oh, plagiarism?"

"May I ask Mr. Chen Jie, can you compose all my poems?"

only three words,

Everyone seemed to hear the invisible loud applause,
Every poem is like a big mouth,
He slapped Chen Jie hard on the face.

The big world,

No wonder,

To say that the oldest culture in China,

That poetry definitely takes up a large part,
Since ancient times,

Numerous famous poets have made countless masterpieces that will last forever.

Now there are millions of poems in the Huaxia Poetry Database,

It's all about accumulating bit by bit,
Only now has the background.

To say great,

Are those poets in ancient times who can eat a poem for thousands of years powerful enough?
But have you seen anyone who, in a short period of time,

With witty words like flowers in the mouth,
Every word and every sentence is a peerless masterpiece of Xiaoao Eternal?

Whether you know poetry or not,

I have the same thought in my mind right now,

The dozens of poems written by Zhuang Yan in just a few minutes,

Take out any one,
Those are all books that can be recorded in the annals of history and compiled into textbooks.

"Damn, I've seen awesome ones, but I've never seen such awesome ones"

"This fucking poem can hit Hua Guo for thousands of years with just any poem!"

"Oh my god"

The scene was quiet for more than a minute,
Everyone stared at Zhuang Yan on the stage with their eyes wide open.
Fans with Zhuang Yan in front of the TV were also dumbfounded.
They never knew that Zhuang Yan had such an astonishing skill.

Cui Cailiang excitedly stepped down from the judges' seat,
Xiao Chen, who was in charge of receiving Zhuang Yan, had stepped onto the stage at some point.

Supporting the trembling Cui Cailiang.

Standing on the stage, Wang Sheng also had a dazed expression on his face. He stood there motionless as if he had been cast under a spell.

Everyone was dumbfounded,

Zhuang Yan was just like Gatling on the Blu-ray version,
Every sentence that comes out of the chug chug is a masterpiece of the ages!
Doesn't this guy even have to think?
Xiang Tanyu standing in the background also looked stupid,

He stared blankly at the big screen.

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"Fuck!"

"You're so awesome on a horse!"

"It's a thousand and ten thousand awesome!"

Sun Yizhou put down the coffee in his hand with a "snap",

Jump up excitedly!

Liao Jie opened his mouth and said,
"Maybe this is a genius. It's too heaven-defying!"

the other side,
Wang Guoan watched TV,

Looking at it, "Damn it!" He jumped up from the good-looking ancient wooden rattan chair,

"A horse-riding man! It has long been seen that Chen Jie, a dead old man, is not in the right mind!"

"You actually framed the junior on the spot? Good guy! You deserve it! You got slapped in the face!"

"An old friend who rides a horse? Returns a collection of personal poems? This is so fucking good at talking nonsense!"

"I knew that Zhuang Yan was not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect him to be a genius!"

Wang Guoan's face was rosy,
With a surge of heart, he stroked his beard with eyes full of excitement,

It was as if it was his own son who spoke out the witty words on stage just now.

He didn't notice the gap between his own son and his opponent at all.

If Cui Cailiang was present, he would definitely spit on him,
Also said that people bully juniors?

When you broadcast live PK before, didn't you just pick out areas that people seem to be "not good at" to compete with them?
In the end, I lost a little bit!