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Except for Su Mo, absolutely no one can do this.
It took half an hour to create such a masterpiece, which is simply a monster!
However, there is only one well-known evildoer, and that is Su Mo!
Yan Jiuxi: ""
An Ran: ""
Ma Lili: ""
When the three of them heard Zhao Linger's words, they were silent for an instant.
In their hearts, they already knew the answer
At this time, the playground of Nantah University also changed from silence to noise, and everyone was in an uproar.
What kind of poem is this?
Why is there a taste of being tall?
Compared with this young man wearing a mask, Xiang Caizi is completely blown away!
The two are not comparable at all.
Who is this person?
Logically speaking, such a person would never be unknown!
No matter who it is, they can't help but wonder about the identity of this person on stage.
At this moment, the three judges on the judges' stage couldn't calm down anymore.
As second-level poets, they know very well how high the quality of the poem just now is
I don't know how to describe it
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Mr. Zhang picked up the microphone and looked at Su Mo on the stage, his eyes were full of admiration. He never thought that he would meet such a good seedling today. He is simply a rare poetic genius once in a hundred years!
"This poem by this contestant has elegant artistic conception and neat lyrics. It is really a top-notch work. I give it 10 points."
"Okay, okay!"
Elder Wu said three good things in one breath, but still felt that it was not enough. Looking at Su Mo on the stage, his eyes were full of love for talent.
"I don't know if this contestant is willing to become a teacher?"
When Mr. Wu said this, everyone on the scene immediately exclaimed. This obviously means to accept disciples!
You know, it is a great honor to be accepted as an apprentice by Mr. Wu, a second-level poet!
When Zhang Lao and Jian Hua heard this, their eyelids twitched. Why didn't they think of this?
Judging from the poem just now, the young man in front of him is definitely the best candidate for apprenticeship!
Both of them panicked at the moment. Such a genius cannot be encountered at any time. Naturally, it is impossible for Mr. Wu to succeed so easily.
Old Zhang: "Young man, I also have the same idea. As long as you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can guarantee that within a year, you will definitely become a first-class poet certified by the Poetry Club. How about it? Do you want to think about it?"
Jian Hua: "Young man, if you take me as your teacher, I can guarantee that within one year, not only will I be able to make you a first-class poet, but within three years, I will be sure to make you a first-class writer. Is it rich?"
As soon as the two said this, Mr. Wu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
Obviously, he was the one who said the words of accepting disciples first, so why don't these two people have any self-consciousness at all!
"Young man, I said this first. The conditions they said are a bit unrealistic. As long as you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can directly make you a first-class poet in the poetry club."
After hearing what Mr. Wu said, Mr. Zhang and Jian Hua couldn't help their eyelids twitching.
Only Wu Lao dared to say this, who made people have a lot of connections.
Don't look at him as a second-level poet, but even the director of the Poetry Club wants to give Mr. Wu some face, which is evident.
The words of the three judges made everyone in the audience dumbfounded.
When did it become so easy to become a first-class poet?
Three second-level poets vying to accept disciples?
At this moment, everyone is sour.
Why didn't such a good thing happen to them?
"Coco, your friend is amazing!"
Li Zhihai in the audience was surprised and said: "This young man is good, he can be valued by the three second-level poets, no matter who he worships as his teacher, he has a bright future!"
It's just that when Li Keke heard his father's words, a trace of bitterness appeared on his incomparably pure face.
"Dad, if nothing else happens, my friend will no longer take anyone as his teacher."
What is Su Mo's identity, the title of a first-class poet, for him,Simply dispensable.
As for first-level writers?
Su Mo is already there, so there is no need to apprentice.
Besides, don't look at Su Mo's usual approachable appearance, but Li Keke knows that geniuses are always proud, and not everyone is qualified to be his master.
"Why?"
When Li Zhihai heard what his daughter said, he couldn't believe it.
You know, where can such a good thing be found?
Why do you want to refuse?
Unless, the brain is out of whack!
However, to be able to write such shocking poems, there is no problem with his brain, which makes Li Zhihai even more confused.
"Dad, I can't tell you yet, you will know when the game is over."
Li Keke looked at her father and smiled mischievously. She would like to see his father's shocked appearance later, it would be very interesting.
"You girl"
In the webcast room, it was also because of the actions of the three judges that it directly reached a climax.
"Wow, is this person so powerful? Even the three judges are scrambling to accept apprentices, envy!"
"I'm afraid it won't be long before another talented scholar will come out."
"Just for the poem just now, I feel that this person's level is even better than that of Xiang Cai."
"I have already applied for certification six times, and all of them have failed without a doubt. Looking at others, I have directly appointed a first-class poet."
"What is six times? I have already done it nine times. The requirements of the Poetry Club this time are really too strict."
"As far as the matter is concerned, this "Deng Quesi" is really well written. If this person can maintain this level, he doesn't need to learn from a teacher at all."
"I also feel that even if three judges write it, I'm afraid they won't be able to write such a good poem."
Qing University, 506 female dormitory.
The eyes of the three women were all on Yan Jiuxi, which made her a little embarrassed.
An Ran: "Xiao Xi, do you think Su Mo will be an apprentice?"
Ma Lili: "I think that Mr. Wu is very good. If you take him as your teacher, you can directly become a first-class poet."
Zhao Linger: "I still think that Jian Hua is not bad, the most important thing is that he is young!"
What the three of them said made Yan Jiuxi's face darken. Su Mo is her boyfriend. Why do these three people show more concern than themselves?
"Su Mo probably won't be a teacher."
Yan Jiuxi sighed helplessly. She knew Su Mo's character, and it was impossible for ordinary people to become his master.
With Su Mo's current status, it is really inappropriate for several second-level poets to be his status.
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Zhao Linger: "Why?"
Ma Lili: "Why?"
The two looked surprised, but An Ran looked not surprised at all.
"You guys watch the live broadcast carefully"
At this time, on the playground of Nantah University, all eyes were on Su Mo.
Everyone wants to know who this young man wearing a mask will choose to worship as his teacher.
However, Su Mo, who was standing on the stage, felt his ass hurt for a while, and he had no intention of being a teacher at all.
Apprenticeship?
Why do you want to be a teacher?
In terms of the level of poetry alone, Su Mo can beat the three judges, how could he be a teacher?
However, you have to think of a suitable reason for refusal!
After all, with so many people watching, you have to save some face for the three judges!
After thinking about it, Su Mo couldn't help but sighed, and slowly raised the microphone in his hand, but his next sentence immediately made the entire NTU playground quiet for an instant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com