Shenhao: Inherit A Lot Of Wealth At The Beginning

Chapter 49 The God of Poetry descends to earth

No, not at all.

This is the voice of everyone.

No one could compare to Su Mo, they were defeated.

The remaining dozens of contestants didn’t even have the courage to go up.

The later he got, the more terrifying Su Mo's strength became, and the more shocking his poems became.

And when everyone listened to Su Mo's poems, they were already excited from the very beginning.

The current capital has become numb.

It's so good that one's brain can't find any adjectives to stimulate the excitement.

"Invite the next contestant!"

The host invited me three times in a row, but no one dared to accept the challenge. They were afraid.

Losing face.

Compared with Su Mo, they couldn't be considered top academics at all, they were all worthless scum.

The hands of the judges present were trembling. When Su Mo composed the first poem, they knew that they were finished.

The championship of the poetry contest is all a matter of speculation. If Su Mo had participated in the competition at that time, he would probably have become the champion professional contractor.

They really couldn't figure out why such a talented person wanted to become a businessman!

It is simply the biggest loss in the literary world!

"Is there no one to challenge?" Su Mo stood on the ring, chuckled, and glanced at everyone present, "Even if you are not a contestant, you can challenge me. Since I am participating in an exception, you can too."

Still no one moved.

With such strength, going up would be asking for death. If you don't seek death, you can at least leave some dignity for yourself.

Su Mo sighed and walked from the ring to the judges' seat. As he walked, he said: "The wind is strong and the sky is high. The apes are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Nagisa..."

He stood still in front of the judges' table, looked at the three judges, and said the last sentence, "The wine glass is full of dirt.

With a sound of ‘Bang!’, Huatang fell directly from the chair!

The whole audience was extremely shocked!

They could no longer describe Su Mo in words. This was like a god coming down to earth. Is there really such a perfect person in the world?

I'm afraid they are not living in a dream!

"I...I'm not qualified to be a judge."

"In this competition, only you are the winner."

"God of Poetry, I can't think of any other description other than this."

"Would the Chinese Literature Association consider it?"?"

"Su Mo! Champion! Su Mo! Champion!"

"Goddess! Goddess!"

"The God of Poetry descends to earth!"

"God, you are so handsome!"

The scene of the poetry competition suddenly became lively, and the calls for Su Mo to be the champion almost lifted the roof off.

The judges all pointed the championship to Su Mo, and Jiabao also wanted to get him to join the literary association.

But Su Mo refused.

Su Mo handed the trophy in his hand to Hangcheng University.

Not individually, but collectively.

"This is an honor that belongs to Hangcheng University."

Su Mo said calmly, not caring at all about the fame and fortune that was pouring in like crazy.

He just felt that Hangcheng University was his alma mater.

Hitting Hangcheng's face was a slap in his face. He couldn't stand it, so he took action.

As for these fame and fortune, they are really of no use.

Su Mo calmly placed the trophy in the hands of the president of Hangcheng University.

Everyone was convinced, and even felt that no matter whether Su Mo participated in the exhibition on behalf of Hangcheng University or not.

As long as he publishes a collection of poems, he can completely shut up all the people at Hangcheng University.

"Oh my God! He's so handsome! Who said Zhou Xun was handsome before? Come out and get beaten!"

"Boss Su is really a god. I feel like my language is so lacking that I don't know what to say."

"That's great, okay? One hundred and three against one! What kind of concept is this! You are invincible in the world of top academics!"

"The male god is indeed one of the most handsome in the world!"

"I also discovered Boss Su's new skills today."

"I admit it, I think there is nothing in this world that Boss Su can't do."

"Plus one, even if one day it is said that Boss Su can have children, I will believe it."

"At this time, I just want to say that Boss Su is so terrifying."

"Hahaha, stop, do you have the expressions of the judges?"

"I saw it. Every time I go there, it's like I've seen a ghost."

"Now I finally know why Boss Su didn't dare to sleep even when he was in the audience."

"Hahaha, it's so boring, but I still have to give Lao Lei some face!"

"The camera just took a close-up of Lao Lei. I guess he will have to go to the hospital to have his jaw fixed after the show is over!"

"Boss Su is really awesome. With such a literary talent, why not dominate the literary world!"

"Can't our male idol keep a low profile?"

"Add one plus one, the male god is really handsome and low-key!"

"When you compose poetry, it's like a god descending to earth, okay? If you say that the male god has no temperament from now on, you will throw them out and kill them with a stick!"

"I was wrong. I couldn't see Mount Tai. Who knew Boss Su was such a giant Buddha!"

"What should I do if I look forward to the lyrics written by my male god now? The first lyrics simply amazed me for the rest of my life!"

"Calm down, there will be times when you will be amazed in the future."

Literary tycoon: Oh, my ancestors, I can’t afford to offend you. "

"Hahaha, Hangcheng University is really happy this time."

"Plus one, it's a win!"

In just a few minutes, the hot search topic "Su Mo's Poetry God Descends to Earth" was ranked first in the top trending position.

The entire Chinese literary world was trembling.

After watching the video of Su Mo composing poems on the spot, many literary figures threw all their "masterpieces" hanging in their homes into boxes and locked them, as well as some celebrity poems they had previously collected.

It’s better to keep it out of sight all year round!

It's so embarrassing, okay?

Compared with the poems written by Su Mo, these things cannot be read by others at all!

The leaders of all universities also secretly regretted it!

Why didn’t they discover Su Mo, a college bully, back then? Why wasn’t Su Mo in their school?

The guest judges on the show also looked ashamed. My dear, I am really embarrassed for being embarrassed today.

As a judge, they are worse than a contestant. Why do they have the dignity to sit here?

The Chinese Poetry Conference finally came to an end.

But Su Mo’s popularity did not dissipate with the end of the show!

After all, the popularity of this show was brought about by Su Mo!

"Dr. Su, the Chinese Literature Association would like to invite you to publish a collection of poems.

"By the way, the Poetry Association would like to ask for your guidance."

"And this, the Chinese Cultural Association invites you to be the president."

Countless invitations from the literary world are piled in front of Su Mo's desk, and picking one out at random can make everyone in the literary world envious and jealous!

But Su Mo (the good one) didn't even look at it, "Reject them all. When will the new skin of "King of Pesticide" be released?"

"It's just been these days." Director Song wiped his sweat.

As expected, Dong Su really doesn’t like these vain fame and fortunes!

What a national idol!

As expected of someone he admires so much!

"Well, by the way, let's publish the poetry collection ourselves and deal with it."

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