Xue Yankai was a little angry at this time, and a voice in his heart roared loudly: "What am I afraid of him doing? What am I afraid of this little brat?"
He immediately stood up, pointed at Chen Feng, and yelled: "Chen Feng, you untouchable! You idiot! What do you know?"
"You can't do anything! I just dare to say that you can't compose poetry or lyrics. Don't pretend here! Do you think we can't tell if you are pretending?"
"Tell you what? No matter how much you pretend, you can't hide the fact that you are a useless piece of shit!"
Chen Fengli ignored him and just looked into the distance.
This is enough to overlook the entire Tianyuan Imperial City.
By this time, it was already night.
The entire Tianyuan Imperial City is celebrating the Mandala Flower Festival. People are cheering and celebrating on the streets. People are carrying trees and mountains made of countless colored lanterns and swaggering through the streets.
These lantern trees and these lantern mountains are extremely beautiful and radiant, blooming brightly in the dark night.
"The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows them down like stars like rain!"
Chen Feng suddenly spoke and chanted in a manly voice.
As soon as these three sentences came out, the entire venue fell silent. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Chen Feng in disbelief.
This beginning makes it clear that this poem written by Chen Feng is definitely extraordinary!
And at the moment when Chen Feng finished speaking, suddenly, in the direction of the Tianyuan Imperial City Palace, that powerful man let out a clear and sharp shout, and his power surged out in a huge surge.
The entire Tianyuan Dynasty seemed to be shocked.
Then, countless meteorites suddenly fell from the sky.
These meteorites pierced the sky, and due to the violent friction, they turned into huge fireballs. Their brilliance illuminated the entire night sky. They fell rapidly downwards with long tail flames, like stars all over the sky, swaying because of this!
This is a project performed at the Mandala Flower Festival every year. A strong man with supreme power urges a meteorite from the sky to make it fall!
Exactly, stars are like rain!
This feast like falling stars, these countless colorful falling meteors, have given the best annotation to Chen Feng's poem.
In the midst of the stars falling all over the sky, Chen Feng continued and said slowly: "The road is full of BMW carvings, the sound of phoenix flutes, the light of jade pots, and the dance of fish and dragons all night long!"
"The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance."
"The public searched for him thousands of times,"
Soon, the song came to an end.
Chen Feng was walking slowly in the field. At this moment, he suddenly turned back, looked at Han Yu'er, and said with a smile: "When I suddenly looked back, that person was in the dimly lit place!"
The next moment, fireworks bloomed.
The entire city was shrouded in colorful fireworks, and people's cheers could still be heard clearly even though they were so far away.
What a prosperous world, and what a beautiful poem!
When Chen Feng's last words came out slowly from his mouth, there was a slight smile on his face.
On the other side, Han Yu'er, with bright eyes, looked at Chen Feng with deep affection.
Then, this smile turned into a joke. He looked at Xue Yankai and said with a smile: "Brother Xue, what do you think of my poem? Is it enough?"
There was silence in the field, no one spoke, everyone looked at Chen Feng with extremely shocked eyes!
Their eyes showed deep shock and disbelief.
And the next moment, this shock and disbelief turned into endless heat, envy, and even adoration!
The next moment, Lin Moyu suddenly stood up, clapped loudly, and said loudly: "Okay, these are really good words!"
He had always looked very lethargic, with his eyelids lowered and leaning there, giving the impression that he had fallen asleep.
At this time, his face was full of excitement, his eyes were shining, and he was obviously extremely excited.
The source of all his excitement and excitement was because of Chen Feng's poem.
His cheers and applause seemed to be the beginning. Everyone stood up and applauded heartily.
"This poem is really wonderful!"
Next to Lin Moyu, Zhou Dezhao sighed: "I have lived for more than 170 years and have listened to countless poems, but to put it bluntly, this one is the best."
This old man is a Hanlin who has become an official in the Hanlin Academy. However, his home is in Tianyuan Imperial City, so he was invited.
Although his status is not particularly high and he is just an ordinary Hanlin bachelor, he has stayed in the Hanlin Academy for more than a hundred years and has a high prestige. He has read countless poems and is even praised as a lexicon.
This means that there are almost no poems in Tianyuan Imperial City that he does not know.
His words have great authority.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was even more shocked and amazed!
This poem is, of course, an excellent poem.
Chen Feng didn't know why, as something exploded in his heart, and naturally this poem poured into his mind.
Lin Moyu laughed loudly and said: "I don't think there is any need to compare this year's poetry meeting. Chen Feng's poem, let alone this year's poetry meeting, is the poetry meeting of the past ten years and the poetry of the past hundred years."
Yes, he can be ranked first!"
He was so excited that he drank three large glasses of wine in a row and shouted: "When it comes to floating, it will be white, when it will float, it will be white!"
"No, one drink is not enough. You have to drink three drinks in a row to express your happiness!"
Next to him, Zhou Dezhao, who was also chatting like a teenager, also filled a large glass of wine. He shared a glass with him, and the two of them drank it down, looked at each other and laughed!
They are all people who love poetry. When they heard such a poem that could be passed down through the ages, of course they were extremely excited.
Lin Moyu looked at Chen Feng, his eyes full of admiration, and asked softly: "Chen Feng, how did you write this poem?"
Chen Feng smiled and said, "I don't know either."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Perhaps this is the article that was born in nature and was discovered by chance!"
"Okay! Okay! What an article, it was born in nature, and it was discovered by chance with a good hand!"
Lin Moyu looked at Chen Feng, his face was full of admiration: "I found that you really speak your mind!"
His expression towards Chen Feng was very dull at first, without any regard for him, but after Chen Feng composed a poem, he became more appreciative."
By now, this feeling of appreciation has become even stronger.
However, it has not yet reached the level of appreciation, let alone taking it seriously.
After all, he is a strong man in the Martial Emperor Realm!
Most of the people present here, as long as they are here, are people who love poetry and lyrics. At least they have read a lot. Naturally, they all understand what is high and what is low.
