Chapter 286

Zhong Hua’s eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, looking as if he had seen a ghost!
Such a good poem was actually written by him?
Why didn't he know?
Li Qingxian's singing voice continued to ring out.

"I want to go with the wind, but I'm afraid of that piece of jade building."

"I am in the clouds, with a clear shadow."

"How can it be like the mortal world?"

The scholars who had previously looked down on Li Qingxian were now confused.

"What poem is that?"

"I don't know it either. Why have I never heard of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"?"

"Who on earth is going to compose music for the actors? Ordinary people can't do it."

"No...it can't be Dean Liao?"

"Chairman Liao has the ability, but do you think he can write a poem for an actor?"

"That shouldn't be the case. Who wrote this?"

Liao Tingzuo sighed and shook his head.

"This boy's poetry has reached the pinnacle."

Zhong Hua looked even more dazed.

No one else believed that this was written by Li Qingxian, but these two were very confident.

Li Qingxian's singing continues.

“As soon as you enter the building, the lights are dim and the lights are dim.”

"No grudges or hatred, when will we meet again?"

"People have emotions, and the moon has its own fortunes and misfortunes. This is an eternal truth."

"May we be together forever, even though we are thousands of miles apart."

Liao Tingzuo: “…”

Zhong Hua slapped himself on the leg excitedly!

"Wonderful, wonderful! If this had happened in the past, wouldn't it have gone down in history?"

Liu Yifei was stunned when she held the script of "Song of Water Melody".

She stared blankly at Li Qingxian on the stage.

This is a very ordinary poem.

Why does it sound so poetic?

This is something no one expected.

Is this something he did at the last minute to prepare for the performance?
After Li Qingxian finished singing "Song of Water Melody", he bent over again.

This time, no one could ignore it.

Crackling!

The audience burst into applause.

This time, he was even more popular than those ordinary contestants.

But at this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd.

"He is just a small actor who participated in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival just to become famous. He even bought poems and sang them on stage, pretending that they were his own works. How shameless!"

Everyone followed the sound.

The person who spoke was Zou Jiafeng who appeared first!
? ? I want to buy a ticket~ Also, I can’t find out who wrote the 30th chapter of "Looking Forward to Mid-Autumn Festival" on the Internet. What I want to say is that it was written by Zou Jiafeng, and you can’t find it on the blue planet.

"Yes, but he is just a drama queen. He actually said that he wrote his own poem. How shameless."

"You don't even take a piss and look at yourself, and you have the nerve to call yourself an original author?"

"That's what I said. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, these actors should not be allowed to dress up. Look at me. I can't stand it."

After Zou Jiafeng said this, the people around him also expressed their agreement.

It was okay in the past, these stars were just here to take advantage of the popularity.

Singing on the stage livens up the atmosphere without disturbing anyone else.

But now, this actor has brought out his own work and stepped onto the stage.

If "Song of Water Melody" was indeed written by this person.

So, those who participated in the competition before were not as good as this clown?
This was simply a slap in their faces. Especially Zou Jiafeng, who was so arrogant and angry when he was praised before.

Li Qingxian looked displeased: "Hey, you need evidence. If you don't have any evidence, then you can just say I'm here to buy this poem. You have to come up with something."

"Evidence?" Zou Jiafeng was delighted when he heard Lin Yi's words: "Do we still need proof? An artist like you can come up with it?"

"Do you think that those of us who have been writing poetry for decades are idiots?"

Li Qingxian laughed in silence: "So, you don't have any evidence, but just because you are an elder, you believe that my poems were bought by someone?"

Zou Jiafeng frowned and snorted, "What a joke! I'm an old man, can I still frame an actor?"

"According to you, we are not as good as a little brat like you?"

Zhong Hua was about to stand up but was stopped by Liao Tingzuo.

Zhong Hua was a little puzzled: "President Liao, we all know who he is. Shouldn't we stand up for him now?"

"Rescue?" Liao Tingzuo slowly smiled, "Does it really need you to help him out?"

"Uh." Zhong Hua was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

Liao Tingzuo said expectantly: "Instead of being a peacemaker, it's better to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight."

"I want to see what tricks he can come up with."

Zhong Hua thought about it, nodded, and returned to his seat.

He was also very curious about how capable this young man was.

However, Liu Yifei couldn't sit still until they took action.

"Mr. Zou, you are exaggerating! Did he say that no one here can compare to him?"

"Don't you know that your poems are far inferior to his? Didn't he sell them out?"

Everyone followed the sound.

A slender woman, exuding an orchid-like scent, slowly walked towards the stage.

He raised his head and looked coldly at the dozens of people in front of him.

“Worse than him?” Zou Jiafeng almost laughed out loud: “Okay, in that case, just let him write a new sentence on the spot.”

"I don't want to take advantage of you, and I don't expect you to write such good poetry."

Liu Yifei frowned and was about to speak.

However, at this moment, Li Qingxian suddenly said, "Okay, if you like, I will sing a song for you now."

Liu Yifei winked at Li Qingxian, and Li Qingxian gave her an expression that said "don't worry". Liu Yifei then sighed and made way.

Zou Jiafeng crossed his arms, looking like he was enjoying a good show.

Everyone sneered.

He was going to write a poem on the spot?

Is it so easy to write good poetry?
Li Qingxian took a deep breath and glanced at the densely packed crowd below.

"Ah."

“A drop in the ocean, a drop in the ocean.”

As soon as this poem was uttered, the scene fell into deathly silence.

When Liu Yifei heard this, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

Liao Tingzuo and Zhonghua were both stunned.

There is a bright moon in the sea, and it is the same as the sky.

The meaning of this poem is already very clear.

Li Qingxian's voice sounded again.

"A pair of lovers, missing each other in the middle of the night."

“The lamps were out, but there was light under the lamps, and dew was on the clothes.”

"I can't bear your gift, sleeping in a sweet dream."

Li Qingxian sang the poem "Looking at the Moon and Missing the Distant One" without hesitation.

This sentence is somewhat similar to Zou Jiafeng's "Looking Forward to Mid-Autumn Festival".

(End of this chapter)