my goddess white moonlight

Chapter 67 You Really Wrote It
After Qin Yue finished speaking, he was about to leave.

Suddenly, Song Weiwei came up.

Holding the microphone in her hand, the disappointment in her eyes flashed away, and she quickly covered it up.

Song Weiwei stopped Qin Yue, smiled sweetly and said:

"Students, did Qin Yue perform well just now?"

Everyone replied in unison:

"Wonderful!"

"It's not just wonderful, it's simply perfect."

"That's right!"

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Song Weiwei smiled slightly and said:

"This song was written by Qin Yue himself. Although I'm not talented, I can do some research on music.

This song, both in terms of lyrics and music, can be called a classic, and it is enough to prove the high literary quality of Qin Yue.

Let's give Qin Yue another warm applause! "

Song Weiwei's words once again aroused the enthusiasm of the audience.

She did this entirely to increase Qin Yue's popularity.

Below, a girl stood up and shouted loudly:
"Male god, come one more."

"That's right, it's okay to sing it again, we haven't heard enough."

"one comes."

"Male god!!"

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One song is definitely not enough for them.

Especially those girls, they all wished to turn this art festival evening into Qin Yue's personal concert.

It doesn't matter if you ask for ticket money!

"This..." Qin Yue was stunned instantly when he saw such a lively noise from the audience.

Song Weiwei held the microphone with a smile. Of course, she supported the audience's thoughts.

The longer Qin Yue stayed on stage, the longer she could look at the man in front of her.

Song Weiwei couldn't wait for this!
She smiled and said:

"Student Qin Yue, hospitality is hard to come by. The students are so enthusiastic, why don't you sing it again?"

As soon as Song Weiwei's words fell, the bottom immediately boiled.

"Yes yes yes, Goddess Weiwei is right, Brother Yue, come one more!"

"That's right, we haven't heard enough!"

"One more, male god!",

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Looking at the enthusiastic scene below the stage, Qin Yue smiled wryly and said:

"Thank you very much for your likes, but there are still students who will continue to perform in the future, so I can't waste time.

How about this, then I will give you a poem and count it as the second program! "

poetry?
Everyone was stunned!
Everyone felt that Qin Yue had to sing again or step down.

Who would have thought that Qin Yue was going to give everyone a poem.

Of course, no one will refuse.

One by one shouted excitedly:

"Male god, what kind of poem!"

"Poetry? Sing it!!"

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Under the stage, the principal looked at Qin Yue curiously, his eyes full of doubts.

This student is good at composing and singing, but now he still wants to recite poems?

Although I don't know what poem Qin Yue wants to recite.

However, he is full of interest at the moment.

This young man has brought him too many incredible things!
Although Song Weiwei was puzzled, she still walked to the backstage honestly, leaving the stage to Qin Yue.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qin Yue, and Ye Anran held his breath even though he was so far away, but he was still afraid of disturbing Qin Yue.

next moment!
Qin Yue picked up the microphone and pondered for a while:

"The golden bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars."

Everyone was dumbfounded by the first sentence at the beginning.

The confrontation is neat and magnificent.

Before everyone could taste it, Qin Yue continued:
"Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks, I can't eat, I draw my sword and look around in a daze.

To cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, will climb Taihanghang snow-covered mountains.

When I was free to fish on the Bixi River, I suddenly dreamed of taking a boat to the side of the sun. "

When he read here.

The momentum suddenly changed.

The originally melancholy atmosphere suddenly became majestic.

next moment!
"The road is difficult! The road is difficult! There are many divergent roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea. "

That's right, the poem Qin Yue chanted is exactly the famous work "The Road Is Difficult" by the poet Li Bai.

In this parallel world, although there are many famous works.

However, there is not much overlap with the poems of the previous life.

Just like Li Bai's "It's Difficult to Travel", it doesn't exist in this world.

"boom!"

After Qin Yue finished reading this poem, everyone felt a little deafened! !

This poem, which they had never heard before, directly refreshed their three views.

All of them looked at Qin Yue blankly, as if they saw something incredible.

Someone's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and said dryly:

"This poem, why does my blood boil when I hear it, which poet's poem is this?"

"I, I, and he don't know anything. It's the first time I've heard such a good poem."

"Oh my god, I just searched online, and no matter how I searched, I couldn't find this poem!!"

"what!?"

"Could it be that Qin Yue wrote this again?"

"Oh my God."

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When everyone searched online and found that they couldn't find it, everyone was stunned!

Hey, I can't find it online.

Doesn't that mean that this poem was written by Qin Yue himself?

Although their appreciation ability is not high, they can hear each one of them.

This poem is much better than the ancient poems of ghosts and masters of poetry they usually memorize.

In other words, if you look at the thousands of years of Chinese history, you can beat this poem.

Very few! !
Today, they really witnessed history!
On the rostrum!

The principal was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and looked at Qin Yue in horror.

Before becoming the principal, he has been a Chinese teacher.

He knows all the poems and songs in Chinese history.

Especially this kind of handed down work, it is impossible for him not to know.

However, when Qin Yue finished reading.

He is really dumbfounded!

Because of this poem, he had never heard of it.

With his decades of literary literacy, he immediately recognized the difficulty of this poem.

Especially the last two sentences, there will be times when the wind and the waves break, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea.

After the previous rounds and rounds, the realm suddenly opened up, and he sang a high-spirited and optimistic tune.

This is a kind of stubbornness and high spirit, as well as the pursuit of ideals.

Such a poem can definitely be regarded as a work handed down through the ages.

This song "Difficult to Travel", if someone told him that it was written by famous ancient masters.

he believe! !
However, this poem was not written by a famous artist, but by his students!

This. This is simply incredible!
At this moment, the principal could no longer be calm.

If it is said that the "Confession Balloon" that Qin Yue created and sang before belongs to modern music, only a genius can create it.

Then this poem is impossible for mortals to write.

The person who wrote this poem is definitely a genius among geniuses! !
He snatched the microphone next to the dean Li Yan and stood up.

The eyes of all the teachers and students in the school looked over.

His voice trembled slightly, as if he saw some rare treasure.

"Qin...Student Qinyue, you really wrote this poem!?"

(End of this chapter)