The strongest young talent in history

Chapter 17 Really Has Nothing To Do With You?

"Okay, it's a good sentence that flowers are easy to fade and people are easy to grow old. When you are heartbroken, it's really heartbreaking for those who hear it!"

"That's right, that's right. The level of this poem is no worse than that of the great writers of this dynasty!"

"Oh my god! I actually saw the birth of a song that could be famous throughout the Song Dynasty. I'm so lucky!"

"The most important thing is that the person who wrote this poem turned out to be just a little-known scholar. Mr. Luo Ming, could it be that he was secretly voted by a bright pearl?"

"I don't know, but starting from today, Mr. Luo will really become famous."

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After hearing Luo Ming read this poem, the guests in Yuhuaxuan immediately exploded. They all stood up from their seats with disbelief, and looked at Luo Ming dumbfounded. They were all touched by this poem. Showed a high degree of shock.

Immediately, praises to Luo Ming rang out one after another in the hall of Yuhuaxuan.

Those spectators on the second and third floors looked at Luo Ming with brilliant eyes. There were a few pretty women who had already started to wink at Luo Ming. What an incomparably handsome and pretty man.

"It's amazing, Mr. Luo Ming is such a great talent, I never saw it before."

"Yeah, it's true that people can't be judged by appearances. With the level of this poem written by Mr. Luo Ming, if you can write a poem for me, I will definitely be popular."

"Hong'er, hurry up, wait for Mr. Luo Ming to finish his affairs, and invite him to the second floor for a talk."

Hearing the words of these beauties and famous prostitutes, Su Mo felt a little relieved. This may be the only thing that makes him feel comfortable after coming to this world

It seems that this world is not as good as it was in the previous life, where the focus is on appearance, and talent is everything!

He subconsciously glanced at Xia Xueqing. He originally thought that this woman would look at Luo Ming with curiosity and admiration like other women, but the reality slapped him hard.

At this time, Xia Xueqing was sitting on a chair, resting her cheeks with her hand, frowning slightly, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Su Mo asked curiously: "Miss Xueqing, what's wrong with you? Are you shocked by Mr. Luo Ming's words?"

Hearing Su Mo's words, Xia Xueqing came back to her senses, with a hint of weirdness in her eyes, she looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Mr. Luo Ming's poem is indeed of a very high standard, enough to be selected as one of the top ten poems of the year in the Great Song Dynasty!"

Top [-] poems of the year?

Su Mo was sweating madly in his heart, and then he remembered that the top ten poems of the year were set up by some booksellers in the Song Dynasty in order to increase the sales of books, among the new poems born all over the country every year. , select ten poems of the highest level, and publish them in typesetting for appreciation by literati.

Originally, this was just a boring list, but the literati are well-known, and these booksellers often give money to some well-known writers to serve as judges for poetry selection. Slowly, this list has gradually gained fame and won many awards. Recognition of young talent.

Even many well-known talents will publish their poems in order to get on the list.

All the authors who enter the list will generally be famous all over the country, become famous for a while, and are sought after by countless people.

It can be said that once Luo Ming's "Jiangcheng Plum Blossoms" is rated as one of the top ten poems, he will become a well-known talent throughout the country. At least in a short period of time, no one in Taikang County can compare to his limelight.

After sorting out the top ten poems of the year, Su Mo asked in surprise: "Is this poem so good? Can it be rated as one of the top ten poems?"

This poem is in the system, but it ranks in the lower middle. Although Su Mo had thought that this poem might be considered the top in this world, he never expected that it would reach the top ten poems of the year.

Damn, it's over now, it's a bit high-profile, it won't involve yourself!

While Su Mo was worried secretly, Xia Xueqing looked at Su Mo with increasing curiosity and whispered: "Master Su, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah... no, it's nothing!" Su Mo came back to his senses, quickly scratched his head and said with a smile.

Xia Xueqing was not so easy to fool, her mouth curled into a charming smile and said: "Mr. Su thinks that this poem was written by Mr. Luo Ming?"

Su Mo's heart trembled, and he asked in a low voice with some guilt: "I don't know what Miss Xueqing means, I can't understand it!"

Xia Xueqing glanced at him and said casually: "Master Luo Ming is a frequent visitor to Yuhuaxuan. I know his literary talent. It's not that Xueqing is rude. He should not be able to write words of this level. You said, is Xue Qing's evaluation correct?"

Damn, this woman is really amazing, so smart is a bit too much!

Su Mo glanced at it as if he had seen a ghost, and sat quietly on the seat. Xia Xueqing was extremely beautiful, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. This woman even guessed in a few words that this poem was not from Luo. What Ming did, and looking at it like this, it seems that she has already doubted herself.

Thinking of this possibility, Su Mo hurriedly regained his senses to cover up: "I don't know about this, and I'm not familiar with Mr. Luo Ming, hehe..."

Xia Xueqing didn't seem to believe Su Mo's words at all, and she didn't intend to stop there.

She stroked the hair beside her ear, took a deep look at Su Mo and said, "Dare to ask Mr. Su, does this poem have anything to do with you?"

Damn, this woman really guessed me.

Su Mo was shocked in his heart, but he still refused to admit it and said: "How is this possible? Miss Xue Qing knows Mr. Luo Ming, but doesn't she know Su Mo? With Su Mo's level, if he can compose poems of this level , I passed the imperial examination a long time ago, how could I still be poor here? No, no, not me?"

Su Mo's head shook like a rattle, and he absolutely refused to admit that the poem was written by himself. He still wanted to make a fortune in silence. If he was watched by this woman, he would be tied up in everything he did, and it would be troublesome to even think about it.

"Miss, you dare to think too much. How could he make this word? Don't you know what level he is?" The maid Xiaocui also chimed in, scoffing at Su Mo's literary talent.

For the first time, Su Mo felt that this little girl was so cute that she knew how to assist her.

Xia Xueqing didn't continue to dwell on this issue, but turned her attention to Luo Ming. Su Mo also heaved a sigh of relief, and finally managed to fool her.

If there was no such line as Luo Ming, he wouldn't mind letting Xia Xueqing know that he made the word, maybe he would sell the word to Xia Xueqing.

But there is no need now, Xia Xueqing is too smart, he provokes too many troubles, and he will cause trouble for himself. When he becomes rich and famous, there is no need to find so many reasons to explain why everything is unreasonable. At that time, he can also be himself as he wants Want to do something.

At this time, Luo Ming jokingly looked at Fan Jiang, who had an extremely ugly face and said: "Fan Jiang, what do you think, this poem can surpass the one you just made? Or, let everyone present come over and evaluate it?" "

(End of this chapter)