"hiss!"

Everyone took a breath of cold air!

Writing poems on the spot is what Mr. Mo is best at!

Someone immediately said in surprise: "Su Wen Young Master Mo once made a poem in front of the Fire Emperor ten steps. Can we also have this blessing today and can we appreciate Mr. Mo's unique skills?"

Everyone suddenly showed expressions of expectation and surprise.

Many people have long admired Mr. Mo’s deeds of becoming a poem in front of the Fire Emperor. Today, I heard that Mr. Mo was going to write a poem in ten steps again. This is a historic moment!

Once the poem is completed, it is enough for historians to record it in the historical books!

Besides, Mr. Mo is so beautiful and his poetry is the unparalleled poetic king in the world. It is also a great honor and enjoyment for them to see the birth of a "Ten Steps Poem" with their own eyes.

Mrs. Ya was slightly surprised when she heard this. In the past, everyone took out their own poems and appreciated each other. Now Mr. Mo asked to write a poem, which obviously wanted to steal the limelight just now!

Although Mrs. Ya felt that this move was a bit unfair to Xu Que, she was quite looking forward to seeing Mr. Mo’s style of poetry in her heart.

"No matter what Mrs. Ya asks for a question, she will definitely finish the whole poem within ten steps!" Mr. Mo stood up, ready, with a deep gaze and a graceful smile on his face, staring at Mrs. Ya.

Complete the whole poem within ten steps!

Mrs. Ya was immediately trembling by this sentence. She was so literary and confident that she was really fascinating!

You know, writing poetry and lyrics is the most test of talent and skill. If you don’t have unparalleled talents, who would dare to boast about such a poem and write a poem within ten steps?

Immediately, Mrs. Ya said, "Okay, since Mr. Mo is confident, I will ask a question!"

After saying that, she looked up and looked around, and finally her eyes fell to the sky outside the house.

At this time, the sky was getting darker, dark clouds were covered with it, and it was almost raining!

Mrs. Ya smiled and said, "It's spring now. Look at the dark clouds outside. Maybe the first spring rain this year will come today. Why not just use spring rain as the topic?"

Spring rain?

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up. It’s not difficult!

However, even for a subject that is not difficult, it is difficult to write a poem within ten steps!

For almost all of them, every time they write a poem, they almost always search at home and think about it for a few hours before they can come up with a similarly decent work. It is basically impossible to make a poem ten steps.

Xu Que, who was beside him, was extremely happy when he heard that he was titled "Spring Rain".

Haha, spring rain? I can take out ten poems at will, and every classic and every sentence is a quatrain for the ages!

But almost the moment Mrs. Ya finished the topic, Mo Yunshang suddenly stepped out.

In the first step, everyone's faces suddenly changed.

"How is this... possible?"

"Don't he even have to think about it?"

Mrs. Ya was also moved. As soon as the title was published, Mr. Mo could write poetry immediately. Such talent is worthy of being the king of poetry!

Mo Yunshang's eyes were full of confidence, and there was a fascinating arc on the corner of his mouth. He looked out of the house, took the second step, and recited: "The spring rain is as thin as dust."

Immediately afterwards, the third step was taken: "The willows outside the building are wet."

Before everyone's thinking even kept up with Mo Yunshang's rhythm, he once again recited the poem while walking four steps: "Feng asked the embroidered curtain to go."

Only the last sentence was left. Everyone was so nervous that they held their breath, staring at Mo Yunshang's feet, and there were three steps left. Can he make the last sentence within three steps?

However, the smug smile on Mo Yunshang's face already explained everything. He took a deep breath, and finally took three steps in a row, and said confidently: "Hanbi, the window screen."

A total of ten steps, a five-character poem has been completed!

Smack sex...

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar!

Everyone applauded and applauded.

"What a poem! What a poem!"

"I am worthy of being the King of Poetry, I have made a poem in ten steps, and it is also a wonderful and extraordinary poem. I admire you!"

"The spring rain is as fine as dust, and the willows outside the building are yellow and wet. This is the scene of the rain falling willow leaves outside the Daming Lake!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Mo to be so talented that the rain had not yet fallen, but he had already created a rain scene for us, which was simply lifelike!"

Countless scholars came from their hearts and said very much.

Tang Liufeng was also amazed: "A title of King of Poetry is indeed well-known. Today is a blessing to feast your eyes!"

Mrs. Ya's body trembled even more, and autumn waves appeared in her eyes, and she exclaimed: "Mr. Mo's poem is really a classic quatrain!"

"puff!"

However, Xu Que, who was drinking tea, suddenly sprayed out the tea in his mouth with a mouthful of strange face!

Damn, how can this be called a quatrain? You are teasing me!

However, his tea-smelling behavior once again attracted everyone's attention.

Mo Yunshang suddenly turned around and glared at him, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and he sneered: "What? Could it be that Brother Li looked down on this poem?"

"Uh, it's okay, it's okay, there's no point of looking down on me!" Xu Que reached out to wipe away the tea from his mouth and said with a dry smile.

But as soon as this said, everyone's mouth twitched.

Can't you say you're looking down on me?

I'll go, brother, are you so angry?

The quality of this poem, looking at the entire imperial city, is definitely a masterpiece! And it was written in just ten steps, with such ingenuity and talent, you can't say that you look down on it?

Mo Yunshang couldn't help it and smiled angrily: "Since that's the case, I wonder if Brother Li has a better poem?"

"I? Of course, there is, are you sure you want to listen?" Xu Que narrowed his eyes and said in his heart. I didn't want to show off, but this is what you forced me. Some of the pussy is caught off guard! Then don't blame me for pretending to be big!

Everyone just couldn't bear to see his expression of slapping, and they felt inexplicably disgusted.

A student snorted coldly: "Young Master Mo just made a poem ten steps. Even if you can really take a poem, you will not be as talented as Young Master Mo!"

"Haha, do you say that ten steps to become poetry?" Xu Que suddenly sneered and shook his head and said, "In my eyes, this kind of poetry is completely a hot topic!"

"What did you say?"

"It's so unreasonable, it's so unreasonable. I dare to speak loudly again!"

"Is it still impossible for you to become a poem in ten steps? Could it be that you can become a poem in seven steps?"

Everyone was angry, and this time they really felt sorry for Mo Yunshang.

It is already extremely rare to make a poem in ten steps, not to mention that this is a masterpiece. How dare you say it is rubbish?

"Bang!"

The tea cup in Xu Que's hand suddenly fell heavily on the table, his face calmed down, and he laughed coldly: "Seven steps to become a poem? Is it amazing? I am very sorry, I won't write a poem in ten steps, but... I will find ten steps to ten poems in ten steps!"

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Chapter completed!