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Chapter 270 "Water Melody Songtou"

"Water Melody Songtou"?

heard this name.

Everyone present was stunned.

"What kind of poetry is this?"

“I’ve never heard of it. Just hearing the name, I think the quality is not that good!”

"If we hadn't known that this was a Mid-Autumn Poetry Conference, just based on the name, who would have known what poems he was writing about! From this point of view alone, the name is a failure!"

"This is enough to show that he is an amateur! I was actually looking forward to it just now, what if he can really write something good? I didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was revealed to be a layman.

Layman’s facts.”

Many people below were talking about it.

The eyes they looked at Lin Mo over there were filled with all kinds of contempt and disdain.

And among the people from the Poetry Association nearby, some even snorted coldly at this moment.

"What the hell? As soon as he came on stage, he said that he was going to write poetry directly? And he also reported the names of the poems directly? Why, he wanted to tell all of us that he thought this poem was very simple to write, so there was no need to do anything.

It’s from the brain!”

"It's just nonsense! I think people like him are just here to cause trouble!"

"The poems written by each of us present have been carefully prepared and polished before being released, and yet a guy like him actually just opens his mouth?"

Many people gave Lin Mo a cold look, and their eyes were filled with all kinds of dissatisfaction.

When the station director in the station director's office heard Lin Mo's words, he laughed angrily: "This is such a bullshit!"

"You actually go on stage without preparing anything, and then you just open your mouth?"

"What a bastard! How come our radio station is so unlucky to encounter an unavoidable program like the Poetry Conference with no ratings? But now, luckily, such a bullshit person actually appears in this bullshit program! This is

Isn’t this a joke!”

"This makes our already low listening rate even worse!"

The director was so angry that he finally gave up completely.

This time.

The listening rate on the station is definitely hopeless.

He can only look forward to it, hoping that after this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry program is over, subsequent programs can bring back the lost listening rate of this program!

now.

Shen Chuhe's sister-in-law, who was sitting next to Shen Chuhe, looked at Lin Mo over there with interest: "Chuhe, don't tell me, I think that this guy named Lin Mo, although he doesn't have much ability, but

His courage is not small."

"I'm afraid he doesn't know. As for those people in the Poetry Association, everyone thinks that their writing is good and good. When they hear others saying that their writing is not good, they all want to jump and scold them."

"And this Lin Mo is good. Instead of directly saying that what others wrote is not good, now it's his own turn. He doesn't even think about it. He's just going to write a poem just by thinking about it?"

Aunt Shen Chuhe laughed as she spoke: "It would be fine if he writes well, but if he writes badly, he might be drowned by those spitballs!"

"Your dad might not like someone like him. After all, he's too ostentatious, and it's the kind of incompetent arrogance."

She wanted to say something else.

Shen Chuhe already frowned: "Sister-in-law, can you say a few words less!"

Aunt Shen Chuhe was startled, looked at Shen Chuhe, and laughed: "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

"If you ask me, you should have dragged him out of here just now. If he had left just now, his face could at least be saved."

"But he just doesn't want to leave. This shows that he either really has strength and ability, or he just wants to save face and suffer the consequences."

Shen Chuhe: "I believe him!"

Aunt Shen Chuhe curled her lips and said, "Okay, since you choose to believe his words, then we will wait and see."

"After he really dies, you can still consider Xu Sheng. I think he is really good."

She wanted to say something more, but after seeing Shen Chuhe's face getting increasingly ugly, she shook her head and decided that was enough.

Xu Sheng on the stage looked at Lin Mo with a particularly serious look: "You really don't need time to think about it?"

"I can tell you that many of the people sitting in the audience are veterans of the Poetry Association, and everyone is a lover of poetry."

"It's not something you can just fool around with!"

Lin Mo: "It's just a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's not that difficult."

"I don't need time to think about it, just do it."

When I heard Lin Mo confirm again, no time was needed.

Xu Sheng narrowed his eyes: "Okay, if that's the case, then from now on, the stage will be handed over to you."

"I'm also very curious about what kind of poetry your poems will be, and what kind of confidence do you have to say that the poems we just wrote are all rubbish!"

Xu Sheng deliberately said this voice very loudly.

all of a sudden.

Let the anger of everyone below rise to a higher level again.

The main reason is that this Lin Mo is really too arrogant!

He said what others wrote was rubbish.

But what if he writes even more rubbish?

Xu Sheng had already made up his mind to see Lin Mo make a fool of himself.

The host next to him walked over with a cold face and gave Lin Mo a microphone.

Host: "Then let's see what kind of content you, "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", can have."

"Actually, I have hosted many poetry conferences and met many arrogant poet contestants, but I have never seen someone as arrogant as you to the extreme."

"I hope you won't disappoint us all!"

The host finished speaking meaningfully.

His words invisibly put another layer of pressure on Lin Mo.

on site.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was calm and calm, with an ordinary look on his face.

He hasn't started chanting yet.

There are already many people below talking about it.

"No matter what he writes, I will not vote for him. When the time comes, we will see how embarrassed he will be when he gets super low votes."

"Haha, I won't vote for him either! What kind of bullshit can someone like him write who doesn't take others seriously?"

"I also feel that if his character is not good, what he writes will definitely not be good either. After he finishes writing, let's see how I scold him!"

Everyone was ready to go, waiting to see Lin Mo make a fool of himself.

Lin Mo calmed down his emotions for a moment, and then began to chant.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine."

"I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky."

As soon as the first sentence comes out.

After a brief silence, the whole place exploded in an instant!

(End of chapter)