Lin Feng was stunned when he saw that everyone around him started writing.

"You all prepared in advance, right?"

Lin Feng didn't think these people were so talented that they could write a poem at will.

"Brother Lin Feng, why don't you give me this poem I prepared?" Qianqian said.

The specific meeting process was notified a week ago, and the last item was based on autumn as the theme, and it was told to everyone in advance.

Otherwise, there would be few people present who could do the poems on the spot.

Qianqian has been preparing this poem for several days.

"It's okay, no need, it's just a poem."

Lin Feng then calmed down. Although he could not write poems, he could copy poems.

In his mind, there were 300 Tang and Song lyrics, and there were many with autumn as the background and theme.

Among them, Lin Feng’s favorite is "The Heaven Purity Sha * Autumn Thoughts". This poem is very beautiful in both artistic conception and text.

"Brother Lin Feng, are you planning to write poems on the spot?" Qianqian said in surprise.

Although it is amazing that Brother Lin Feng can write a work like "Fighting Break the Sky", this online article does not require too outstanding writing style at all, and it is completely different from poetry.

"It's okay, believe in my talent." Lin Feng said confidently.

"Lin Feng, if you don't prepare for this, you can't do it. There is no need to show off." Yang Zi said with some concern.

"Yes, these poems and other things are not good at our online writers." said Qiu Feng Xiaose, the author next to him.

He also prepared a poem and thought about it for several days, but he knew what he had written and was definitely the best in this exchange meeting.

Lin Feng smiled bitterly: "Do you just have so no confidence in me?"

The Hongxue writer Hao Jian, who was very upset about Lin Feng just now, noticed this and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

An online writer who writes poems on the spot is afraid that your head will be squeezed by the door.

"The author of "Fighting Breaks the Sky" is writing poems on the spot. Everyone hurry up and take a look, let's take a look."

"Bastard, what are you doing?" Qianqian, who has always had a good temper, was also angry at this time.

"It's okay, Qianqian."

Lin Feng held Qianqian's hand.

This guy was sent to the door and let him slap in the face.

I really don't know how to live or die.

When this person shouted, many people's attention was attracted.

A lot of people gathered around for a while.

"Writing a poem on the spot? Is it true or false? How can you do it just by saying it!"

"Fighting Breaks the Sky"? Isn't that an online article? The online article authors can also write poems, which I think is a bit uneasy."

"I want to see what he has to do with sensationalism."

.....

Lin Feng didn't care what was being said around him, so he just picked up the pen.

Withered vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing waters and houses.

The ancient road is filled with thin horses in the west wind, and the sun sets, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world.

The poem is completed and silent, and the whole audience is silent for a moment.

This poem... looks so beautiful.

Those who can participate in this literary exchange meeting are all people who are quite knowledgeable about literature, and they can naturally see the outstandingness of this poem.

"Withed vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing waters, what a beautiful artistic conception, what a beautiful and simple picture." A feeling of emotion sounded.

"Shen... Mr. Shen, why are you here?" The man next to him said with respect, and the eyes of the people around him were also full of respect.

Shen Wen walked up to Lin Feng, looked at the poems written by Lin Feng on the paper, and asked excitedly: "My friend, is this the poem you wrote?"

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded and admitted shamelessly.

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. It's really a talented person in the world. The younger generation is terrifying, and the younger generation is terrifying." Shen Wen sighed while reciting this poem.

When the people around him heard Shen Wen's unswerving praise, they were all shocked.

Who is Shen Wen? Vice Dean of the School of Literature of Yenching University and a master of Chinese literature. In this literary exchange meeting, Shen Wen has the highest status.

"Old Mr. Shen has been awarded so I just write it casually." Lin Feng felt a little embarrassed to be praised like this.

"My friend, what works have you had before?" Shen Wen asked. Those who can write such poems must have had outstanding works in the past.

"Old Shen, Lin Feng is the author of online writing and has written an online novel "Fighting Break the Sky"." A man next to him rushed to say.

"Online articles? My friend, your talent is a bit useless to write online articles. Why not come to our Yenching University to be a lecturer. Your talent is absolutely competent." Shen Wen said seriously.

Shen Wen asked himself that even if he was himself, he would never be able to write this poem about Lin Feng’s autumn thoughts, and the artistic conception was so beautiful.

Lecturer at Yenching University???

Everyone was so shocked that their chins fell off.

What is Yenching University? One of the highest institutions in China, which is paralleled by Huaqing University, actually invited a young man in his twenties to be a lecturer.

"Old Shen, this is not suitable." A person next to him said quickly.

"Literature is not about age, and masters are the masters. You can read this poem yourself and let you write it. Can you write it?" Shen Wen said without hesitation.

"Old Shen, thank you for your kindness, but I only understand the basics about literature. In fact, my main business is a game anchor." Lin Feng quickly clapped his hands and said.

He was asked to be a lecturer, and he was a lecturer at Yenching University, what a joke.

Lin Feng didn’t know much about literature, let alone talent. He just copied it based on his memories of his previous life.

Game anchor???

The people around me felt confused.

Is this young man still a game anchor?

"I know that Lin Feng is not only a big anchor of Huya, but also a singer. "Ten Years" and "Ordinary Road" are both his original songs, and he is also a racer..."

A girl stood up and looked at Lin Feng and said, her eyes full of affection.

Still a singer?? Racing driver??

The onlookers were even more shocked. How many identities do you have?

"So... I'm still an all-rounder. My friend's literary talent cannot be wasted, otherwise it will be a big loss to the Chinese literary world." Shen Wen said. He really couldn't bear to see a talented and talented person like Lin Feng take the "wrong way".

"Old Mr. Shen, I am really talented and incompetent, and it is difficult to be competent..."

"I don't look down on Yenching University? That's definitely not. Yenching University is the highest institution of learning in China..."

"It's really limited ability..."

Seeing Lin Feng refuse in every possible way, Shen Wen had to give up.

"Old Shen, I suspect that his poem was copied, and it was not original by him at all!" Hao Jian, the author of the Redology School who had been disliked by Lin Feng, spoke.
Chapter completed!