Seeing that He Yanrong had not yet begun to write, the people on the other side began to mock madly, especially Wang Lumao, who had been beaten in the face by He Yanrong before, he laughed and said: “Hahaha, the time is almost up, and this He Yanrong in front of him, he actually did not write a word, is this to laugh at my rhythm?” Is it really too funny, hahaha, do you really want to laugh at me? ”

The above Ji Zheng also began to mock, he sneered: “I still thought that our legendary He Dacaizi had such a powerful performance, I didn’t expect that it was actually like this, eh, it really disappointed me too much.” ”

“What about legendary performance? Looking at the fearless look, it turned out to be a face of blindness, and it turned out that nothing would !!! ”

…….

For everyone, He Chenrong’s immediate performance is undoubtedly very bad.

It really disappointed them too much, they also thought that according to the level of He Yanrong’s performance from the guzheng playing before, the poem in front of them should not be a word, they did not think of it, but it was just in vain.

But.

It was at this time.

Suddenly.

He Xuanrong smiled slightly, and his mouth began to sing: “Crabapple, crab leaf, white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the side of the water.” ”

Hearing He Chenrong’s recitation, at first, the crowd was still very blinded.

What is this doing?

Oh, my God.

Isn’t that a joke?

But.

When I heard He Yanrong’s content, the whole audience fell silent, and no one said anything rough.

After a while.

When I heard these verses in front of He Jingrong, all of a sudden, the whole audience was stunned and thunderous applause sounded.

Oh, my God.

That’s awesome, isn’t it!

The white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side!!!!

He Yerong in front of him, he actually sang ancient poems, modern poetry has a very good, but, in general, ancient poetry, giving people the feeling of a different kind of beauty, whether from his intention, or from the writing method, are extremely impressive, and, compared with modern poetry, the most terrifying thing about ancient poetry is that if there is no extremely high level, then it is completely impossible to write these poems.

Only when the level reaches a certain level, it is possible to write some amazing poems.

This is where ancient poetry is terrifying.

When he saw He Xuanrong’s performance in front of him, the others were in place one by one.

No matter how they imagined, they didn’t expect that He Yerong could actually be so powerful.

Looking at the opposite Ji Zheng, He Yanrong began to kill.

He wants to carry out real murderous curses!!!

He Yanrong smiled slightly, and said: “The poetry of the Ji Zheng brothers is good, indeed there is a certain level, at your age, it is indeed rare, it is a very good performance, after listening to your poems, then let the Ji Zheng brothers criticize and correct my “Qianye” how! ”

He Haorong first affirmed that the plan in front of him was very good, how good was it?

That is, to put it very simply, first affirm him, and then give everyone a feeling that He Xuanrong is very respectful of opponents, and then, revealing his own performance, if so, then he has completed He Xuanrong’s complete purpose.

Since you want to show what you have, then I will use my stuff, forcefully crush, blow up your things, and then, ask you again, your criticism is corrected.

According to the level of Ji Zheng, how could it be possible to criticize and correct his crab leaf?

Don’t say that it is a sign, even if it is the current Willing Number, not only the Preferred Number, but also other people, it is impossible to criticize and correct the crab leaf.

As the representative of my poems, the master of poetry, the level of this poem, needless to say, is simply too high to be understood.

Not only that.

And.

The words used in it, the ideas in it, are extremely anti-heavenly.

Just now.

Those who mocked He Yerong shut up, they did not dare to say any more words, and at the same time, the Ji Zheng who stood aside was also quiet.

He did not expect that He Yerong was actually waiting for the arrival of time, and then began to perform.

It really is.

Murderous curses.

At this moment, He Yerong continued to chant.

He said slowly, “Crabapple…”

Hearing He Yanrong’s continued chanting, the people below were quiet, followed by a thunderous sound.

Traceability from it, the road is obstructed and long, and the trail follows from it, as if it were in the middle of the water.

Beauty.

So beautiful.

It’s so beautiful.

A sense of beauty.

It was born in his heart.

Thinking of this sense of beauty, they couldn’t help but think of the people they wanted to ask for, and the people who couldn’t ask for it, whether it was Ji Zheng or Wang Lumao below, were all the same.

When he heard He Yanrong recite this poem, there were no unnecessary words in the following preference.

For him, there are only two simple words.

Shock.

What a shock.

It’s shocking.

Other than that.

For some of the others, it is also extremely shocking.

Hearing He Xuanrong’s chanting, the Gong Ne below was the most touching one, her eyes had a different look, He Xuanrong had such a different pursuit for the girl who had a heart in her heart, then, for her, wasn’t it?

In her heart, she was looking forward to it.

When he heard half of it, he stood up directly and said excitedly: “God’s work, God’s work, this poem, I am sure, will be recorded in the annals of history, it is too well written, it is really well written, I did not expect that poetry can also be written like this, it is really too shocking.” He Yerong is a god-like being, not only does the guzheng play so well, but this song also refreshes my view of all the previous poetry conferences, against the sky, it is really too against the sky. ”

Is this He Yongrong?

Is this He Yerong?

Oh, my God.

His level, to be honest, as the judge’s preference, his level, is far less than the level of He Yerong below, nor is he modest, this is indeed the truth.

At this moment, it was He Chenrong’s turn to speak, and everyone asked, “Mr. He Chenrong, do you have anything you want to say?” ”

Hearsay.

He Yanrong was silent for a while, and then he said slowly, “What I want to say as a person is very simple, that is…. Be a man, don’t be too proud, some people, obviously there are mountains and rivers in the belly, the sun and the moon, but he behaves like nothing, and some people, he obviously has nothing in his stomach, but he is constantly showing off his own things, obviously, these are what I don’t want to see, and I don’t like it, being a man, to be down-to-earth, seek truth from facts, there is no ink, still making a fuss here, isn’t this a jumping beam clown? I feel particularly disgusted by this!!!! “_

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