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Except for Su Mo, absolutely no one can do this.

In half an hour, to actually create such a masterpiece, this is simply evil!

However, there is only one well-known evildoer, and that is Su Mo!

Yan Jiuxi: "..."

safely:"……"

Ma Lili: "..."

The three of them were silent for an instant when they heard Zhao Linger's words.

They already knew the answer in their hearts.

...

At this time, the Nanda playground changed from silence to noisy, and everyone was in an uproar.

What poem is this?

Why is it so tall?

Comparing Xiang Caizi with this young man wearing a mask, he was completely blown up!

The two are simply not comparable.

Who is this person?

According to reason, such a person will never be unknown!

No matter who it is, he can't help being curious about the identity of the person on the stage.

At this time, the three judges on the judges' stage could not calm down.

As second-level poets, they know very well how high the quality of the poem just now is, it is simply...

Don't know how to describe...

Cough

Mr. Zhang picked up the microphone and looked at Su Mo on the stage. His eyes were full of admiration. He didn't expect that he would meet such a good seedling today. He is a rare poetic genius in a century!

"This contestant's poem is elegant in artistic conception and neatly written. It is really an excellent piece. I score 10 points."

"Good good!"

Wu Lao said three good things in one breath, but still felt that it was not enough. The eyes of Su Mo on the stage were full of love and talent.

"I don't know if this player is willing to apprentice?"

When Mr. Wu said this, everyone on the scene suddenly exclaimed. This obviously meant accepting disciples!

You know, it is a great honor to be accepted as an apprentice by Mr. Wu, a second-level poet!

When Lao Zhang and Jian Hua heard this, their eyelids twitched. Why didn't they think of this?

Judging from the poem just now, the young man in front of me is definitely the best candidate to accept disciples!

The two of them were panicked at the moment. Such a genius can't be met at all times. Naturally, it is impossible to let Old Wu succeed so easily.

Zhang Lao: "Young man, I have the same meaning. As long as you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can guarantee that within one year, you will definitely become a first-class poet certified by the Poetry Club. How about it? Would you like to think about it?"

Jian Hua: "Young man, if you worship me as a teacher, I can guarantee that within one year, I will not only make you a first-class poet, but within three years, I am sure to make you a first-class writer. This condition is sufficient. Is it rich?"

As soon as the two said these words, Wu Lao was immediately blown with anger and stared.

Obviously, he said the words of accepting disciples first, so how come these two people have no consciousness at all!

"Young man, I said this first. The conditions they said are a bit unrealistic. As long as you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I can directly make you a first-class poet in the poetry club."

When Lao Zhang and Jian Hua heard what Wu Lao said, their eyelids jumped.

Only Elder Wu dare to say this. Who can make a lot of contact with the family.

Don't think he is only a second-class poet, but even the minister of the poetry club has to give Wu Lao three points of face, which shows that.

The words of the three judges made everyone in the audience stupid.

When did it become so easy to become a first-class poet?

Three second-level poets rushing to accept disciples?

At this moment, everyone is sour.

Why didn't they encounter such a good thing?

"Coco, your friend is very powerful!"

Li Zhihai in the audience was surprised and said: "This young man is good, he can be valued by three second-level poets, no matter who he worships as a teacher, he has a bright future!"

But when Li Keke heard his father's words, a bit of bitterness appeared on his incomparably pure face.

"Dad, if nothing else, my friend will no longer worship anyone as a teacher."

What kind of identity is Su Mo, the name of a first-class poet, is simply unnecessary for him.

As for first-class writers?

Su Mo is already there, no matter where he needs a teacher.

Besides, don't look at Su Mo's usual approachable appearance, but Li Keke knows that geniuses are arrogant, and not everyone is qualified to be his master.

"why?"

Li Zhihai suddenly couldn't believe what his daughter said.

You know, where to find such a good thing?

Why refuse?

Unless, brain watts!

However, to make such a shocking poem, there is no problem in his mind, which makes Li Zhihai even more puzzled.

"Dad, I can't tell you yet, when the game is over, you will naturally know."

Li Keke looked at her father and smiled mischievously. She would like to see the shocking appearance of her father later, it would be very interesting.

"You girl..."

...

In the webcast room, it was also because of the actions of the three judges that directly entered the climax.

"Wow, is this person so good? Even the three judges are rushing to accept apprentices, envy!"

"I'm afraid it won't be long before another talent will come out."

"Only from the poem just now, I feel that this person's level is even better than Xiang Caizi."

"I have applied for certification six times, and I have undoubtedly failed. Looking at others, I have directly appointed a first-level poet."

"What's six times? I have nine times. The requirements of the poetry club this time are too strict."

"As far as the matter is concerned, this "Deng Que Si" is really well written. If this person can always maintain this level, there is no need to apprentice a teacher."

"I also feel that even if the three judges write, I am afraid I can't write such a good poem."

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National Tsing Hua University, 506 female dormitory.

The eyes of the three women all looked at Yan Jiuxi, which made her a little embarrassed.

An Ran: "Xiao Xi, do you think Su Mo will apprentice?"

Ma Lili: "I think that old Wu is very good. If you worship him as a teacher, you can directly become a first-class poet."

Zhao Linger: "I still feel that Jian Hua is good. The most important thing is that he is young!"

The words of the three made Yan Jiuxi's face black. Su Mo was her boyfriend. Why did these three behave more caring than themselves?

"Su Mo shouldn't be a teacher."

Yan Jiuxi sighed helplessly. She knew Su Mo's character, and it was impossible for ordinary people to become his master.

With Su Mo's current status, it was really inappropriate for a few second-level poets to be him.

? ? ? ?

Zhao Linger: "Why?"

Ma Lili: "Why?"

The two looked surprised, but An Ran looked no surprise.

"Watch the live broadcast carefully..."

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At this time, on the playground of Nantah University, everyone's eyes were all focused on Su Mo.

I want to know who this young man wearing a mask will choose to worship as his teacher.

However, Su Mo, who was standing on the stage, felt painful for a while, and he had no intention of apprenticeship.

Apprentice?

Why do you want to apprentice?

Speaking of the level of poetry alone, Su Mo can beat the three judges, how could he be a teacher?

However, you must think of a suitable reason for rejection!

After all, with so many people watching, you have to save some face for the three judges!

After thinking about it, Su Mo couldn't help sighing, and slowly raised the microphone in his hand, but his next sentence directly made the entire Nanda playground quiet for a moment.