I can unleash infinitely

Chen Mo was thinking slightly with a pen in his hand, and everyone else was also thinking. Occasionally, some people would look up at Liu Qingyan. It was indeed impolite to look at others before, but now it doesn't matter.

Liu Qingyan was also a little shy, but when she wrote about a beauty, she didn't necessarily mean her, it was just what Huangfu said in a symbolic sense. It didn't matter if I thought about it, but she was looking forward to Chen Mo's poems.

After a while, Yang Qianfeng was the first to stand up.

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

"Oh? So fast?"

Mr. Huangfu frowned.

Yang Qianfeng said with a smile: "If you think about it in your heart, your writing will shine."

I have to say that Yang Qianfeng's dog licking skills are still a bit powerful!

Unfortunately, this method is not very useful for girls who don't like you.

"Hahaha, good." Huangfu Gong smiled, and then those who wrote the lyrics also stopped and looked at him.

Yang Qianfeng looked at his poems, and then read them slowly.

"Last year in this gate today, people's faces and peach blossoms are red."

"I don't know where to go, Taohua still smiles at the spring breeze."

wow——

As soon as this poem came out, there was an uproar all around.

"Good poetry, good poetry! Really good poetry!"

"It's a good face with peach blossoms reflecting each other, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze! Not bad! Very good!"

Duke Huangfu also praised it greatly.

That city lord Yang also had a smile on his face, his son's fighting spirit was to give him face.

When Yang Qianfeng heard Huangfu's praise, he couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said, "The main thing is that Huangfu's subject matter is good, and it's 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. You can evaluate it." Let's do it."

Liu Qingyan stood up, then gave a slight salute, and said, "In Qingyan's personal opinion, this poem can be ranked in the top three tonight! I even think that this poem can be read by Her Majesty the Empress."

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

"Hmm... the old man thinks so too. The quality of this poem is indeed very high. Your title of being the head of the four great talents in the closed city today is not in vain, very good!"

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

Then Yang Qianfeng sat down with a smile, feeling extremely relaxed in his heart!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 she needs to learn them all.

"Everyone, Xiaosheng has already finished!"

Then Sun Xiao also stood up!

Immediately afterwards, one after another, they all read out the poems they had made. They were all good, but in the end they couldn't 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 writing.

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

"Hmph! What? Did you lose the chain at the critical moment? If you didn't prepare in advance, you couldn't write it. It seems that someone is about to reveal his true colors."

Sun Xiao sneered.

call--

Chen Mo let out a breath, and then put down his pen.

"Sorry, I wrote a bit too much, so it took a lot of time and made everyone wait for a long time."

At this time, Tang Panpan approached from not far away, and then opened his small mouth wide.

"Wow! So many!"

Tang Panpan couldn't help exclaiming after reading the entire page.

Sun Xiao frowned, and walked over to take a look!There are probably hundreds of words on a whole page!You know, the lyrics they wrote are at most a hundred words, so there must be... more than five hundred, right?

"Just now, the old man saw that you hardly stopped, but how much did you write?"

Chen Mo took a look and said, "840 words!"

wow——

Chen Mo's words shocked everyone in place!

It takes some time for them to compose a four-sentence poem, but he actually used this time to write a poem of 840 characters?

"Wrote 840-character poems in such a short period of time? There are not so many poems in this world. I'm afraid they don't have any quality!"

Yang Qianfeng also said something.

"Quick, old man, take a look!"

That Huangfu Lord actually thinks so, but he feels that this person is not such a person, so he is looking forward to it!

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

The emperor of Han focused on color and thought, and Yuyu couldn't ask for it for many years.

A girl in the Yang family grew up and was raised in a deep boudoir who didn't know her.

……

The surroundings have been silent, waiting for him to finish reading this poem!

After nearly 5 minutes, he put down the paper in his hand!It has not been peaceful for a long time.

"Mr. Huangfu, how are you?"

Then Yang Qianfeng asked quickly.

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

"Hahaha, genius, a rare genius once in a millennium! You make this old man look at me with admiration! I'm so happy. I'm so lucky to be able to meet a master like you, little brother Mochen, in this poem meeting!"