Chapter 170 "Deng Que Si" Appeared in the World

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Chapter 170 "Deng Que Si" appeared in the world

"Please, this contestant from NTU, write his own work!"

After Ouyang Xue said this, she walked towards Su Mo.

As soon as Su Mo picked up the brush, she smelled a faint fragrance, and when she turned her head, she saw Ouyang Xue.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just here to ask, what's your name, and I'll announce the results later."

Ouyang Xue smiled at Su Mo, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"Sister, just call me Xiao Su."

Su Mo also smiled politely, then picked up the brush and wrote on the white paper.

Su Mo, who was in a serious state, had a strong scholarly temperament on his body, which radiated directly, making Ouyang Xue standing next to him unable to help his eyes light up.

"This boy is a little different!"

Su Mo directly wrote the name of his poem... Dengquesi!

The three big characters of Long Feifengwu, everyone can't help but be surprised.

Both the audience and the judges couldn't help but gasp.

This word is too powerful!

Every stroke and every painting exudes an elegant charm. This is what a calligraphy master who has become his own school can do, right?

Ouyang Xue was already stupid at this time, how could this word be so beautiful!

How could a young man of about 20 write such good characters?

Ouyang Xue's family has some of those calligraphy's words, but compared with the words of this young man in front of him, there is absolutely no comparison!

This is impossible!

It must be dazzling, Ouyang Xue quickly rubbed her eyes, but she couldn't help but believe that the black and white words were there.

As for the audience, there was an uproar. Although they couldn't tell what level Su Mo's handwriting belonged to, they had never seen such beautiful calligraphy.

"My God, what word is this!"

"It's amazing, this is definitely the most powerful calligraphy I've ever seen."

"Who is it on stage?"

"This word is also elegantly written!"

Li Zhihai was also shocked when he saw the three calligraphy characters on the big screen.

"Coco, your friend, your writing is not bad!"

"It's pretty good..."

Li Keke seemed a little excited at the moment, Su Mo gave her too many surprises, as if it would never end.

Whenever Li Keke felt that he knew Su Mo, the boy would always surprise her.

Sun Jingyang, who was sitting on the side, was very unhappy listening to the praise of the students.

"This word looks normal, and I don't know what's worth making a fuss about."

"shut up!"

Sun Dali heard that his son couldn't help his eyelids jumping, he really wanted to slap this bad boy to death.

This word is called general?

What a joke!

Although I don't know what the level of this word is, Sun Dali knows that it must be very powerful!

Because even a layman like him feels very powerful, it must be unusual.

Sun Jingyang: "..."

Did you say something wrong again?

However, seeing his father's brows jumping, Sun Jingyang quickly closed his mouth and didn't dare to say a word.

The three judges on the jury's seat also exclaimed.

Wu Lao: "This character is really well written. How can I feel the charm of a calligraphy master?"

Zhang Lao: "It does have that taste, but how could such a level of calligraphy appear on a young man?"

Jian Hua: "Unbelievable!"

The words of the three judges also directly ignited the atmosphere of the scene.

In the online live broadcast room, it also exploded directly.

"What the hell?"

"Damn it, this word is bullshit!"

"I don't know much about calligraphy, but for this word, I only give two words... It's beautiful!"

"My God, if this is a calligraphy competition, this person must be the champion, but unfortunately this is a poetry competition!"

"I know, these two characters are amazing. I have practiced calligraphy for almost ten years. Compared with this young man, I just want to say, what kind of rubbish is what I wrote!"

Qing University, 506 girls' dormitory.

Everyone's eyes were looking at Yan Jiuxi in disbelief.

An Ran: "Xiao Xi, Su Mo's calligraphy is too good!"

Zhao Linger: "I'm really convinced. I've never seen such an almighty person before. Can you leave a way out for us ordinary people?"

Ma Lili: "This character looks so good, I decided I'll practice calligraphy too."

As Su Mo's girlfriend, Yan Jiuxi smiled helplessly when facing the eyes of the three girls.

She knew that Su Mo was good at writing with a hard pen, but she didn't expect that she could write better with a brush. It was too evil.

"Let's see how Su Mo's poems look like..."

South University playground.

At this time, Su Mo was very serious about writing on the white paper, and everyone was fascinated by it.

When he put down the pen, the complete poem was presented on the big screen.

Right now, it was still noisy just now

The playground that has already been, fell directly into silence.

"Dengque Thoughts".

Quiet rhyme and graceful, cloudless.

Dengque running water hates the sky high, walking heavily, leaning on drunkenly.

Worry and fog hazy, lonely moon sighs.

The frame is chasing the winding path and resenting Luyao, and the voice is bitter, asking how many dynasties it is today.

Everyone stared at the projection screen in stunned eyes. There was no noise at all in the huge playground, only the faint background music.

what is this?

Is this the poem that this young man wearing a mask created in half an hour?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Isn't this a joke?

Anyone who doesn't understand poetry will get goosebumps after seeing this poem.

This is so scary!

How could there be such a masterpiece in the world?

hallucinations!

Must be an illusion!

Many people couldn't help rubbing their eyes, but when they saw the big screen, they couldn't help but feel their scalp tingling.

At this time, in the live broadcast room on the Internet, it was just the opposite, like a volcano erupting.

"God, God, God, what kind of fairy is this!"

"Why does this scalp tingling feel familiar?"

"Damn it, who said that the champion this time is Xiang Caizi? This is a masterpiece!"

"I feel that my three souls and seven souls have been scared and lost..."

"Who is this person? How can he be so powerful!"

"I'm so excited that I can't breathe. This poem is so powerful. It's many times stronger than the poems in our textbooks."

Qing University, in the 506 girls' dormitory.

In the same atmosphere, the four girls were shocked to grow their mouths, and the whole dormitory was silent, even if a needle was dropped, it could be clearly heard.

After a while, Zhao Linger stared blankly at Yan Jiuxi.

"Xiao...Xiaoxi, this...this guy...must be...Su Mo!"

A good sentence was stammered by Zhao Linger.

No one laughs at her, because let them say, it is estimated that this is the case, the artistic conception of this poem is too clear.

But it gives a very advanced feeling.

Although I don't quite understand what it means, but a feeling of elegant artistic conception blows in my face, this is a masterpiece!

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