NOVEL NEXT Chapter 350 A water melody singer suppressed the entire audience
The master's face was full of solemnity, and his hands were trembling as he placed Xiao Han's work on the display stand.
Ning Yuan looked at his actions and curled his lips disdainfully.
Pretend, pretend again!
For the sake of the show’s effect, I didn’t even have to go offline.
The outcome is already determined, just announce it quickly.
At this time, Ning Yuan was already a little impatient with waiting. He wanted to enjoy the winner's applause as soon as possible.
As for Xiao Han's works, he didn't even want to look at them.
In his heart, he has determined that Xiao Han is his defeated general.
Following the master's movements, everyone's eyes turned to the display stand.
To be honest, although she had confidence in Xiao Han, Lin Qingluo was still a little worried.
After all, the work Ning Yuan produced was so amazing that even if it were placed in a regular poetry competition, it would be the material to win the championship.
If Xiao Han wants to win, he can only produce a work that is better than his.
But this is easier said than done. Even if you let those people come over, you may not necessarily win.
Works of this quality are really hard to find.
Worried, Lin Qingluo looked at Xiao Han.
What met her was a gentle gaze.
Xiao Han had been watching Lin Qingluo, and when he saw her looking over, the corners of his mouth raised gently.
As if he could see her worry, Xiao Han raised his hand and patted his chest gently.
To reassure her.
At the monitoring station, Ma Liang had already stood up and stared at the screen in front of him.
Until now, he still doesn't know what Xiao Han wrote, and he is very nervous.
Lao Qi next to him felt relaxed and stopped irritating Ma Liang with his words.
He looked like he had a winning chance.
With everyone watching, the master carefully laid the work flat on the display stand, fearing that a shaking hand would cause damage.
Finally, Xiao Han's work was displayed on the big screen.
Everyone looked attentively.
"Water Melody Songtou~
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.
Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. Nung, moon and new moon. "
The master's voice trembled as he recited word for word.
How lucky that he is, as the first reader of this eternal masterpiece, he will definitely have his mark in the historical records.
The first time they saw Shui Tiao Ge Tou, Lao Hu and the others' eyes widened.
I stared blankly at the big screen, forgetting to step forward to check the real work.
How is this possible! ! !
Lao Hu rubbed his eyes vigorously, his face full of disbelief.
How could such an eternal masterpiece appear so casually? Shouldn't there be some ceremony?
What an unexpected shock~
They turned their heads stiffly, searching for Xiao Han's figure.
How could he write such a work?
At this time, Xiao Han felt relaxed all over. He had already guessed that this would be the result.
He smiled at Lao Hu and the others.
This is just the beginning, with the deepening of traditional cultural promotion.
He will produce more and more classic works, and let the world slowly accept the baptism of classics~
Thinking about it, Xiao Han slowly straightened his chest.
Next to him, Ning Yuan, who was full of confidence, had already set his sights on Xiao Han's work as soon as he saw it.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open.
He couldn't accept how Xiao Han could write such a work.
This must be Lin Qingluo's help behind the scenes, and I don't know who got the work from anyone.
Cheating, Xiao Han must have cheated.
He is not convinced~
Ning Yuan found reasons for himself in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
His figure was already shaky.
This blow was too serious for him. It could be said that it was a blow to the head when he had the greatest hope.
He didn't want to accept it and couldn't accept it.
Contrary to his mood.
Lin Qingluo's face was already filled with a smile.
As soon as the song "Shui Tiao Ge" came out, she knew that Xiao Han was stable.
Although she couldn't judge how good this poem was, it was already firmly ahead of Ning Yuan's works.
As expected, he is his man, and he has never let him down.
In the live broadcast room, looking at the works on the screen, Xiao Han's supporters had already begun to revel.
"Awesome, really awesome. I didn't expect Xiao Han to come up with a desperate counterattack at the end. It was so enjoyable~"
"The title this time is the moon. Both Xiao Han and Ning Yuan's works closely fit this theme. But Xiao Han's work is obviously better~"
"What a wine to ask for the blue sky, what a high place to withstand the cold, this poem is so well written, I can say this is the most awesome poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival and the moon that I have ever seen. I admire it~"
"I really want to take a look at Xiao Han's head. Everyone has one nose and two eyes. How could he be so talented? Why did God make me such a loser~"
"Experts, it's time for you to show off. Come out and analyze it for everyone. I only know that this poem is well written, but I really can't tell you what's good about it~"
"..."
The Poetry Association and the experts whom netizens enthusiastically called for have collectively lost their voices.
They stared blankly at the content projected on the big screen, their lips opening and closing.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
The old man sitting in the main seat said excitedly, with surprise in his eyes.
In just a few sentences, the helplessness of the world is expressed.
Okay, it’s really well written.
This article is a famous article that can be passed down through the ages.
No, this Xiao Han must be pulled over. How could such a talent wander outside?
Staying in the association is his best destination.
"Xiao Zhao, take your application for membership, no, take the appointment certificate of the vice-president, and go to the ancient town immediately. After you go, you must drag Xiao Han into the association. Whether we can be proud of ourselves in the future will tell you. Hold him. Go quickly~"
The old man who spoke was the president of the Poetry Association.
After saying that, no one present came out to object, they all urged Xiao Zhao to set off quickly.
Xiao Han's level has reached sky-high, and they have no idea of competition at all.
Such talents need to be provided for.
If it is snatched away by other associations, there will not even be a place to cry.
No matter the cost, you must strike first.
If he is still not satisfied, it is not impossible to give up the position of president to him.
Not to mention the chaos on the Poetry Association’s side.
The competition scene has also become a mess.
The applause, shouts, and whistles seemed to lift the roof off.
They shouted Xiao Han's name loudly, venting their excitement.
The group of people from Fucheng had all lost their voices. They were so excited just now, but now they are so lonely.
How could it be possible? Ning Yuan was already so good, so why did he meet an inhuman genius like Xiao Han?
With a work like this, how can you let others compete?
Even when it comes to poetry, everyone has to be willing to be inferior~
It’s really difficult! ! !
Xiao Han sang a water-melody song that directly suppressed the entire audience.