Before Wang Mo read out his second poem, both members of the Shanshui Society and netizens had guessed what kind of work he would come up with.

Is it an ancient poem?

Is it an ancient word?

Or modern poetry?

It can be said that there is nothing wrong with guessing.

However, no one could have guessed that Wang Mo actually came up with such a special poem.

on site.

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Qichai sighed and stood up, bowed to Wang Mo, then stretched out his hands and started applauding.

Zhu Han's movements were like moving out and retreating.

The applause between the two seemed to be the trigger.

Then, everyone stood up and applauded.

Studio.

One by one, the talented anchors who were live broadcasting also stood up, applauding and shouting heartbreakingly: "Family members, applaud our Xilou anchor! Applaud our talented anchor!! Click the follow button in the upper left corner for the anchor, follow If it breaks 1,000, the anchor’s hand will be broken!”

Thunderous applause.

Of course, the real excitement is Wang Mo’s live broadcast room.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was flooded with gifts. Carnivals appeared one after another as if they were free, and planes and rockets were flying all over the sky.

The barrages all read:

"applaud!"

"applaud!"

"applaud!"

"..."

On the screen, Wang Mo did not look at the barrage or the gift. His gaze seemed to penetrate the camera, fixed on Feng Qi and Zhu Han, and his voice was breathtaking: "Teacher Feng, Teacher Zhu. My poems I have finished reciting it, please enlighten me."

Give me some advice?

Who teaches whom?

Feng Qi shook his head helplessly and looked at Wang Mo with a very complicated expression: "Mr. Xilou, to be honest, I rarely admired a person before. Even for a literary giant like He Zhixing, I only admired and respected him. It's far from the level of admiration. But today, you really make me admire you! And I admire you both physically and mentally!

Looking back now, I am really ashamed. I participated in the Shanyin Cup partly to promote the Shanshui Society, but partly for the bonus. I never thought about running away to my family, country and the world.

Even from last night to now, all I can think about is how to defeat you.

But Mr. Xilou, you have no personal gains or losses. Instead, you came up with a great "Poetry to Encourage Learning" and took this best opportunity to warn everyone about the importance of reading.

Advise children to study hard and stop them from being addicted to the Internet and other things.

With such a pattern, I am far inferior.

Mr. Xilou, please accept my courtesy. "

After saying that, Feng Qi bowed his hands and gave Wang Mo a big salute.

Wang Mo exclaimed: "Teacher Feng, you must not do this. This junior cannot bear it."

"Affordable."

Zhu Han then said: "From Mr. Xilou's body, I finally understand the true meaning of your sentence, 'The ink in your chest is like a valley, and your belly is full of poetry and calligraphy.' I understand a little bit more about why you do what you want to do." Anchor.

Presumably, Mr. Xilou chose to be an anchor because he wanted to use his knowledge and talent to change the current chaotic situation of online anchors, right? "

have to.

Another imaginary thing.

It doesn't matter if Wang Mo nods, it doesn't matter if he doesn't nod.

However, some netizens are quite awesome.

"Wow, Teacher Zhu Han is right, Xilou is such an anchor."

"Yes, I learned a lot from these live broadcasts in the West Tower."

"I still remember the meaning of retribution."

"Hahaha, I remember the eighteenth generation of my ancestors. Using this knowledge to curse people is simply a dimensionality reduction attack."

"I always thought that Xilou became an anchor just for money. It's because my scope is too small."

"He is still wearing a mask, which proves that he is not doing it for fame."

"Not for fame, not for profit. Such an anchor makes me cry to death."

"..."

Forehead.

Looking at the comments from netizens, Wang Mo went completely emo.

In the official live broadcast room, the host finally seized the opportunity to speak: "Thank you Xilou for your wonderful work. Then it will be our turn, Teacher Feng Qi and Teacher Zhu Han. Two teachers, who will publish his work first?" Woolen cloth?"

At this moment.

Only then did many people remember that Shuangqiang had not published his poems yet.

Everyone's eyes focused on the past.

However.

The next second, Feng Qi looked at Zhu Han, then shook his head with a wry smile: "With Zhuyu in front, we won't show off our embarrassment. What's more, the original intention of holding the 'Shanyin Cup' is to let China's Teenagers can fall in love with poetry and then become more passionate about learning. Mr. Xilou's "Poem to Encourage Learning" has already covered it all. Now if we come up with our own works, it will only be superfluous and superfluous."

After saying that, he sat down.

Everyone was shocked inside.

Unexpectedly, Shuangqiang actually gave up in the second game!

But after calming down and thinking about it, everyone took it for granted.

In front of the brilliance of Xilou's "Poems to Encourage Learning", almost no poems can stand out!

Because the patterns are not on the same level!

Since Shuangqiang gave up publishing his works, the second poetry exchange meeting of "Shanyin Cup" has officially come to an end.

However.

On the Internet, and even in China's cultural circles, a storm has just begun to blow.

First of all, there are social platforms where young people hang out, such as Zhihu and Bilibili.

Wang Mo had just finished reciting "Poem to Encourage Learning".

Someone moved it on Zhihu, and it was immediately posted on the homepage by Zhihu staff.

This is a knowledge platform for the younger generation that is full of pretenders and even refuses to accept anyone. Countless people poured into the post instantly.

Then... the bloggers on Zhihu were a little dumbfounded.

"It's a bit awesome."

"Damn it, the person who wrote this poem is crazier than me."

"666!"

"What a poem "Poem to Encourage Learning", which won my heart."

"Usually you all say you have a plan, come on... let's see who has a plan as big as the West Tower!"

"Although he is a weak young man, he has the world in mind. I just admire him."

"Everything is inferior, only reading is good... very good, this sentence will be my signature from now on."

"..."

It is extremely rare for Zhihu bloggers to praise you without any attacks or internal fighting.

After all, Wang Mo's two songs "Happy Meeting" yesterday were criticized by some people on Zhihu.

Even Zhihu has sunk.

Not to mention Weibo.

At twelve o'clock in the night, several hot searches appeared on Weibo's hot search list.

["Poetry to Encourage Learning\

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