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Chapter 175 The Divine Work "Scars of Flowers and Moons"

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    Seeing this scene, Ouyang Xue also said softly: "Bring a pen and paper. Since the contestants have requested this, we must try our best to meet it."

    Liu Quan, who was standing beside Su Mo, really admired Su Mo at this moment.

    Liu Quan never thought that this young man wearing a mask was so powerful.

    To have completely suppressed Xiang Caizi, this

    If you follow this rhythm, it seems like you can lie down and win?

    Thinking of this, Liu Quan's mouth almost crooked.

    "Brother, come on!"

    "Don't worry, lie down." Su Mo glanced at Liu Quan lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

    "Come on!"

    After the staff brought the table, paper and pen to the stage, Su Mo walked over without the slightest hesitation.

    When Su Mo picked up the brush, he suddenly turned to look at Xiang Caizi who was not far away.

    "What style of poetry do you like?"

    Su Mo glanced at Qingda's direction lightly, "Happy and sweet? Or sad?"

    Xiang Talent: ""

    Everyone: ""

    What is this nonsense?

    I rely on it!

    There is still a choice here?

    abnormal¡­¡­

    Everyone was shocked by Su Mo's words, can they choose at will when creating this thing?

    Are you kidding me?

    After Xiang Caizi heard Su Mo's words, he also felt a pain in the ass, which is too good to pretend!

    Let him choose?

    Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

    "If you have the ability, write a sad seven-character poem."

    Xiang Caizi snorted coldly. In his eyes, how could Su Mo understand the sadness of love, at most he only knew a little bit.

    Under such circumstances, what good poems can be created?

    When Su Mo heard Xiang Caizi's words, a look of pity flashed across his eyes.

    However, be sad if you are sad, today Su Mo will convince Xiang Caizi to lose!

    Immediately, the brush in Su Mo's hand fell directly on the white paper.

    "Scars of Flower and Moon"

    Since ancient times, there has been a lot of love and hatred, and it is hard to find a loving sky here.

    When the love is over, it turns to be ruthless, and the ruthless is more tiring than the passionate.

    You compose a silent song for me, and listening to the song is like hearing you.

    It's hard to know sorrow before it's time to hate, but you don't know hate when you're worried

    The whole process was done in one go, without any pause in the middle. When Su Mo put down the pen in his hand, the seven-character poem also appeared on the big screen behind him.

    At this moment, there was no sound on the huge playground.

    Everyone's scalp tingled when they first saw the song "Flower and Moon Scar".

    So sad!

    Everyone seems to have seen that a woman infinitely misses her lover who has been parted for many years. The kind of sentimentality makes people feel uncontrollably uncomfortable.

    It's just a poem, but it can affect people's emotions?

    God!

    Do you want to be so exaggerated?

    Everyone was dumbfounded, and the huge playground fell into an eerie silence.

    Li Zhihai also sighed after seeing the song "Scars of Flowers and Moons" on the screen.

    "Good literary talent, good literary talent!"

    "Dad, you said my friend will be so young next year, how could he write such a tragic work?"

    Li Keke's eyes were also red at the moment. She couldn't figure it out. This poem couldn't be written without a certain understanding of life.

    However, how old is Su Mo!

    "genius!"

    Looking at Su Mo on the stage, Li Zhihai couldn't help admiring: "All this can only be explained by a genius."

    Sun Jingyang, who was sitting on the side, was also very upset when he heard this. In his opinion, isn't it just a poem, what is there to brag about?

    Just when Sun Jingyang was about to say something, he was stopped by his father's eyes.

    As a shareholder of Nantah University's board of directors, Sun Dali naturally has some literary background, and he also has a deep feeling for this song "Scars of Flowers and Moons".

    If Sun Dali were to comment on "The Scars of the Flower and Moon", he would only have two words - a masterpiece!

    This is a masterpiece!

    Although the song "Deng Que Si" by Su Mo just now is veryWrong, but compared with this song "Hua Yue Scar", it is still worse.

    Sun Dali looked at Su Mo on the stage, his eyes full of pity for talent. It is really a blessing for Nantah University to have such a genius!

    However, Sun Dali never dreamed that Su Mo was from Tsinghua University

    At this moment, Xiang Caizi on the stage was completely dumbfounded.

    How can this be?

    It must be a dream. How could a young man in his twenties write such a masterpiece?

    Xiang Caizi looked at Su Mo with shock in his eyes. What he said just now seemed useless to this person.

    Without experience, can you write such a masterpiece?

    This dealt a great blow to Xiang Caizi. All along, he thought that among the younger generation, he should be the number one in poetry attainment.

    However, Xiang Caizi felt a deep sense of frustration today!

    That's right, it's frustration!

    This person wearing a mask has terrible attainments in poetry.

    Even the three second-level poets did not give Xiang Caizi such a feeling.

    The three judges were also dumbfounded at this time. The quality of "Scars of the Flower and the Moon" is too high, and the three of them didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

    Ouyang Xue looked at Su Mo with a different kind of brilliance in her eyes, who doesn't like talented boys?

    "This poem by Contestant Xiao Su is really wonderful."

    Ouyang Xue's voice spread throughout the playground. She walked to Su Mo's side and smiled slightly.

    "Contestant Xiao Su, I wonder if you can give me this poem, I really like it."

    "sure."

    Su Mo agreed to Ouyang Xue's request without even thinking about it. It was just a poem, and it was not a valuable thing.

    "Thanks."

    Ouyang Xue smiled, and carefully put away the song "Scars of Flowers and Moons", as if treating a peerless treasure.

    When the three judges saw this scene, they all secretly said it was a pity.

    Regarding such a masterpiece, the three of them said that they didn't want it to be a fake, and everyone wanted to take it back and treasure it, but they didn't expect that a girl would take the opportunity

    In the online live broadcast room, it was also because of Su Mo's "Scars of the Flower and the Moon", which directly exploded.

    "This is a masterpiece, even more powerful than the song "Deng Que Si" just now!"

    "Who is this person? He is so talented in poetry that he can't hold his head up. He should not be an unknown person."

    "This poem makes me so uncomfortable!"

    "The literary talent is really good, there are only two words - Niubi!"

    "Who just said that people don't know the heights of heaven and earth? They really have such strength!"

    "Look at the silly expressions of the three judges, it's so funny."

    "Wow, the song "Scars of the Flower and the Moon" was actually acquired by that beautiful woman. I'm so envious. I want it too."

    "No bragging, to be honest, that word alone is worth a lot of money!"

    "Add one to envy."

    Qing University, in the 506 female dormitory.

    When seeing Ouyang Xue put away "The Traces of the Flower and the Moon" on the screen of the mobile phone, Zhao Linger couldn't help but yelled.

    "This woman is too good at making money." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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