As Ye Chen stepped onto the stage, the venue fell into dead silence.
In fact, everyone knew who the young person Zhou Kun mentioned was.
However, many believed Ye Chen wouldnРІР‚в„ўt dare go on stage.
But surprisingly, Ye Chen walked straight to the stage.
What does this mean?
Is Ye Chen intending to fight back?
PeopleРІР‚в„ўs eyes shone with anticipation.
Some even called out mischievously, "Principal Ye, why donРІР‚в„ўt you write a poem too?"
The scene became a bit chaotic.
Step by step, under everyoneРІР‚в„ўs gaze, Ye Chen made his way towards the stage.
At that moment, many were stunned.
Actually, at a moment like this, pretending to be ignorant offstage was the best choice for Ye Chen.
After all, Zhou KunРІР‚в„ўs poem was already ranked first.
As long as Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs performance wasnРІР‚в„ўt as good as his opponentРІР‚в„ўs, he would end up getting embarrassed.
The host was also taken aback when they saw Ye Chen on the stage and awkwardly asked, "Mr. Ye, are you planning to compose a poem as well?"
Right now, Ye Chen was extremely popular in the education sector, which actually made many people feel envious, jealous, and resentful.
After all, Ye Chen seemed to be unaware of his own limits.
Zhou Kun was a member of the Hua Country WritersРІР‚в„ў Association and Vice President of the Poetry Association.
Even if Ye Chen was talented, could his poem be better than Zhou KunРІР‚в„ўs?
Many believed that Ye Chen being on stage was simply an embarrassment.
Ye Chen smiled faintly, "Since everyone is composing poems, wouldnРІР‚в„ўt it seem unsocial if I didnРІР‚в„ўt write one too?"
Hearing Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs words, the host awkwardly chuckled and said, "Then we invite Mr. Ye Chen to present his poem to us."
Under the somewhat startled gazes of the crowd, Ye Chen walked to the center of the stage.
The spotlight shone on Ye Chen, and he gently closed his eyes, clasping his hands behind his back.
Instantly, the venue became silent.
Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs image was impeccable; standing in the center of the stage, he was like a resurrected Saint of Poetry, exuding an aura as ethereal as immortals.
Looking down at the crowd wanting to see him make a fool of himself, Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs lips curled.
DidnРІР‚в„ўt you say I lack cultural depth?
DidnРІР‚в„ўt you say young people need further education?
Then IРІР‚в„ўll show you what cultural depth is.
IРІР‚в„ўll make you understand who truly needs further education.
The host was also stunned by Ye Chen.
Because Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs presence on stage was just too perfect.
Refined, confident, it even made oneРІР‚в„ўs heart skip a beat.
Considerately, the host said, "Mr. Ye, we can give you five minutes to create."
Ye Chen smiled faintly, "No need."
Hearing Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs words, the host was dumbfounded.
Zhou Kun snorted coldly, "Just putting on airs."
Shen Qiang also had a slight smile on his lips, "IРІР‚в„ўll have to see what kind of poem he can write."
Ye Chen looked at the topic, themed around the moon.
Many poets in past lives wrote poems about the moon.
But the most widely spread was that "Song of the Water Melody."
Since you want to be embarrassed, IРІР‚в„ўll use this poem to slap your face swollen.
At this moment, the audience looked at Ye Chen, some wanting to see a joke, and some with expectations, especially students from Star University, who were worried for Ye Chen.
After all, they had never heard of their principal composing poetry.
Ye Chen closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, then began to recite poetry.
"When will the bright moon appear? With wine in hand, I ask the azure sky. I wonder in the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?"
Once Ye Chen uttered his poem, the venue fell into dead silence.
Oh my god, this poem is brilliant.
Even those principals who believed they had some literary talent had an incredulous feeling upon hearing Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs first line.
Ye Chen continued to recite poetry.
"I want to ride the wind back there but fear the crystal towers and jade halls; high up, the cold would be unbearable."
At this time, those who just looked down upon Ye Chen were now wide-mouthed in shock.
Ye Chen continued to recite poetry.
"Turning around the vermilion pavilion, lowering the carved windows, it shines on the sleepless. It should not hold resentment, why must it be full at times of parting?"
"I hope for people to last long, sharing the beauty of the moon though separated by thousands of miles."
When the last line was recited, the entire venue erupted.
Everyone was utterly stunned by Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs poem.
The venue was in dead silence.
Even the live broadcastРІР‚в„ўs bullet screens were instantly cleared.
The female host beside was also dumbfounded, completely moved by Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs poetry.
This poem was truly outstanding.
Finally, not knowing who started, applause broke out.
Then thunderous applause filled the venue.
"Principal Ye is amazing."
"Principal YeРІР‚в„ўs poem is brilliant."
"This poem is simply beautiful."
"I am genuinely moved by this poem."
In the audience, Lin Shiyin was also completely stunned.
This was the first time she heard Ye Chen compose poetry.
But this poem was truly astonishing.
Especially the last line, hoping for people to last long, sharing the beauty of the moon, was indeed an eternal classic.
The students in Star UniversityРІР‚в„ўs live stream went completely crazy.
"Wow, Principal Ye, youРІР‚в„ўre so talented!"
"YouРІР‚в„ўre amazing, my Principal Ye, IРІР‚в„ўm proud of you."
"Who just said our Star University lacks cultural depth?"
"Principal Ye is simply a god of poetry."
It must be said, this poem is undoubtedly a classic, even in this world.
One could say the poemРІР‚в„ўs brilliance lies in every line being divine, each being a heavenly stroke, and such an artistic conception is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
One might even say, this poem can indeed be described as sublime.
At this point, the heads of some schools who initially were not convinced by Ye Chen had completely changed their view.
They looked at Ye Chen with expressions of shock, even astonishment and surprise.
Shen Qiang was also completely dumbfounded.
His poem was one he pondered for several days, while Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs poem was composed on the spot.
Most importantly, the artistic conception in Ye ChenРІР‚в„ўs poem was truly beautiful.
This kind of literary talent is hard to find in the entire Hua Country poetry scene.
"Principal Ye is amazing."
"Principal YeРІР‚в„ўs poem is so beautiful."
"After hearing Principal YeРІР‚в„ўs poem, everything before it seems like trash."
At this moment, the bullet screens on the live streaming platform were flying.
It wasnРІР‚в„ўt just Star University; even students from other universities were giving Ye Chen likes.
This even included quite a few from Jiangsu University.
Mainly because Zhou Kun was too arrogant initially.
Always speaking in a condescending lecturing tone.
Now that Ye Chen made a move, it was clear he was a level above.
Just now, many actually felt Zhou KunРІР‚в„ўs words were a bit too much.
After all, to criticize Ye Chen in front of so many principals, and almost the entire student population of Hua Country was clearly bullying.
But in an instant, Ye Chen slapped the opponentРІР‚в„ўs face hard with a divine work.
This feeling made those youthful students feel incredibly thrilled.
At this time, the host also regained their composure and said, "Principal YeРІР‚в„ўs poem was wonderful, thank you Mr. Ye for bringing us this РІР‚в„ўSong of the Water MelodyРІР‚в„ў, letРІР‚в„ўs take another look at the rankings.
When the rankings appeared on the big screen, everyone was stunned.
Because the rankings had changed, Ye Chen leaps to first place, securing 280,000 votes, whereas Zhou Kun in second place only had 20,000 votes.
Ye Chen completely crushed Zhou Kun.
Zhou KunРІР‚в„ўs face turned ashen, looking extremely displeased.

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