Chapter 562 Song of Everlasting Regret

Chen Mo, don't panic! Write poems about beauty? That's too much.

"Of course there is no problem. Although Xiaosheng has written less about this aspect, since it is based on Miss Liu, I believe I am still very confident."

Yang Qianfeng said with a smile.

For him, isn't this a good opportunity?

Liu Qingyan loves poetry. If he writes a poem that she can't put down, will it be of great help in pursuing her? Apparently yes.

Tang Panpan's little mouth pursed slightly.

Mr. Chen Mo went to write poems and lyrics for Miss Liu. She was so envious.

Liu Qingyan then bowed slightly: "Then I'll trouble you, gentlemen."

Chen Mo was thinking slightly while holding the pen, and everyone else was also thinking. Occasionally, some people would look up at Liu Qingyan. It was really impolite to look at others before, but it doesn't matter now.

Liu Qingyan is also a little shy, but writing about beauty does not necessarily mean writing about her. It is just what Huangfu Gong said in a symbolic sense. It doesn't matter if you think about it, but she is looking forward to Chen Mo's poems.

After a while, Yang Qianfeng stood up first.

"Mr. Huangfu, dear masters, Miss Liu, Xiaosheng's poem has been written."

"Oh? So fast?"

Huangfu Gong raised his eyebrows.

Yang Qianfeng smiled and said: "Thinking in my heart brings brilliance to my writing."

I have to say that Yang Qianfeng’s dog-licking skills are quite impressive!

Unfortunately, this method is not very useful for girls who don't have a crush on you.

"Hahaha, okay." Huangfu Gong smiled, and then the lyricists stopped and looked at him.

Yang Qianfeng looked at his poem and then read it slowly.

"On this day last year, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red."

"The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

Wow——

As soon as this poem came out,

There was an uproar all around.

"What a poem, what a poem! What a poem!"

"What a beautiful person whose peach blossoms complement each other, and the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze! Not bad! Very good!"

Duke Huangfu also praised him greatly.

City Lord Yang also had a smile on his face, as his son was trying to give him face.

When Yang Qianfeng heard Mr. Huangfu's praise, he couldn't help but smile and said: "The main reason is that Mr. Huangfu has a good subject matter, and the fact that it is based on Miss Liu."

"Hmm..." Mr. Huangfu nodded, then looked at Liu Qingyan and asked: "Miss Qingyan, since Mr. Yang wrote this poem based on you, you are the most qualified to evaluate it, so you can evaluate it. Let’s do it.”

Liu Qingyan stood up, then bowed slightly and said, "In Qingyan's personal opinion, this poem ranks among the top three tonight! She even thinks that this poem can be shown to Her Majesty the Empress."

To be honest, such an evaluation was already very high, and Yang Qianfeng was also very happy.

"Hmm...I think so. The quality of this poem is indeed very high. Your reputation as the leader of the four most talented people in Fengcheng today is not in vain. It's very good!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Huangfu, and thank you Miss Liu for your praise!"

Then Yang Qianfeng sat down with a smile, feeling extremely relaxed! It can be seen that Miss Liu also likes this poem very much.

Liu Qingyan really likes this poem. For her, she likes all well-written poems and needs her to learn them.

"Everyone, Xiaosheng has finished his work!"

Then Sun Xiao also stood up!

Then one after another they read out the poems they had written. They were all very good, but in the end they could not shake the status of Yang Qianfeng's poem.

But Chen Mo was still writing, and he was the only one left who hadn't finished.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Mo.

"Hmph! What? Did you slip up at the critical moment? You can't write without preparation in advance. It seems that someone is about to reveal his true colors."

Sun Xiao sarcastically said.

call--

Chen Mo took a breath and put down his pen.

"Sorry, I wrote a bit too much, so it took a lot of time and kept everyone waiting."

At this time, Tang Panpan came over from not far away, and his little mouth opened wide.

"Wow! So many!"

Tang Panpan couldn't help but exclaimed after reading the words on the page.

Sun Xiao frowned and walked over to take a look! A whole page, probably hundreds of words! You know, the lyrics they wrote were only a hundred words at most. This must be... more than five hundred words, right?

"I saw you barely stopped just now, but how much did you write?"

Chen Mo took a look and said, "Eight hundred and forty!"

Wow——

Chen Mo's words shocked everyone to the spot!

It takes them a while to write a poem with a total of four sentences. He actually used this time to write 840 poems?

"You wrote eight hundred and forty poems in such a short period of time? There are not so many in this world. I'm afraid they are of low quality!"

Yang Qianfeng also said something.

"Quick, let me take a look!"

In fact, Huangfu Gong also felt this way, but he felt that this person was not such a person, so he was looking forward to it!

Chen Mo then waved his hand and threw the paper in his hand. When Huangfu Gong saw the first sentence, he already knew the strength of this poem!

The emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country. He couldn't get it from Yu Yu for many years.

There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.

…

There has been silence all around, waiting for him to finish this poem!

After nearly five minutes, he put down the paper in his hand! Haven't been calm for a long time.

"Mr. Huangfu, how are you?"

Yang Qianfeng asked quickly.

Huangfu Gong took a deep breath and looked at Chen Mo. Then he walked down quickly, hugged Chen Mo, laughed and patted Chen Mo on the back.

"Hahaha, a genius, a genius that only happens once in a thousand years! You impress me with admiration! I'm so happy. I'm so lucky to be able to meet a master like you, little brother Mo Chen, when I enter this poetry club!"

Everyone was stunned!

What exactly happened here?

Liu Qingyan took the piece of paper and looked at it...the more she looked at it, the more shocked the face under the veil became!

"Huangfu Gong..."

Everyone looked at Huangfu Gong in confusion.

Duke Huangfu then let go of Chen Mo and said, "I can swear in the name of the Moon God that little brother Mo Chen just wrote a poem. It is definitely the most outstanding poem I have ever seen in my life, bar none!"

Wow——

Everyone was stunned again!

"Master Chenmo..."

Tang Panpan looked at Chen Mo with his mouth slightly open.

It is possible for Mr. Huangfu to say such words. What kind of poem is this?

Qin Changqing was also stunned!

This is completely different from what he expected. Isn't it too fake?

"Mr. Huangfu is too praiseworthy."

Chen Mo said something.

"No, no, no, at least with regard to this poem and your previous water tune song, I feel that you have surpassed me in poetry creation, and I am no longer qualified to judge you!"

"What kind of poem is it? Is it really that exaggerated?"

Everyone still couldn't believe it, and when they saw Liu Qingyan on the stage, they were all even more shocked.