After finishing the "Confession Balloon" poem, Su Qingfeng panicked.
He saw desire in the eyes of those frenzied girls!
A desire to possess him, to demand from him!
Although Su Qingfeng was now powerful, the indescribable activities of the past were unlikely to tire or weaken him anymore.
But that was only true for one person! And only for someone below the god level!
Those numerous girls, although their strength was generally below level fifty, their softness couldn't withstand his strength, but there were too many of them!
With enough people, even an iron rod can be ground into a needle!
Perhaps because he had suffered too much in matters of love, a hint of terror appeared in Su Qingfeng's eyes, his gaze gleaming.
At this moment, the camera zoomed in, and the large screen reflected Su Qingfeng's unparalleled face. In everyone's eyes, he looked more like someone tenderly gazing at a woman with pity and heartache! This
completely ignited the desires in the girls' hearts.
Su Qingfeng quickly transmitted his voice to Yan Shaozhe,
"Senior Brother, it's your turn. Let's move on to the next program and finish this quickly."
He felt it was terrible to try and pull everyone's emotions away from the song "Confession Balloon."
Yan Shaozhe glanced at Su Qingfeng in surprise, thinking, "
So eager to move on to the next program? It seems Junior Brother also wants to finish his performance quickly and move on to the final step of choosing a partner." That
makes sense; Junior Brother is already fourteen. In the mainland, for commoners, fourteen is roughly the age for marriage and children. It's normal for him to be starting to experience romantic feelings and want to choose a partner. "
Xiao Tao, you need to step up your game. In this regard, your teacher can't help you much anymore."
Yan Shaozhe appeared, his voice startling everyone from their reverie of Su Qingfeng's romantic fantasy:
"It's so beautiful! This song, 'Confession Balloon,' is truly melodious, as if it immerses you in a sweet candy world. I wonder who our Starry Sky Saint is thinking of to create such a sweet love song?"
This immediately shifted everyone's attention from Su Qingfeng's looks and music to his creative process.
Indeed, how could Su Qingfeng write such a love song?
It must be because he himself yearns for love! He
might even have a lover in his heart!
Ma Xiaotao: That person must be me! I was the first girl to meet Junior Uncle, and we even... well, you know! So Junior Uncle loves me that much! Ye Xishui's
eyes widened: Oh my~ This Little Qingfeng is really cold on the outside but warm on the inside! This song is most likely written for me, but he's unwilling to admit it due to societal norms!
Tang Wutong: Such a sweet and beautiful song, of course only I can sing along! "Brother Qingfeng, I received your love~mua~"
Gu Yuena: "Heh, a bunch of mortal women, what are you fighting over? My dragon husband is not someone you can even dream of touching! You'd better just watch and talk nonsense. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on him, be careful when you walk alone at night."
Su Qingfeng was speechless. "
Hey! Senior Brother! I told you to quickly transition this atmosphere, not to keep leading me on!"
Fortunately, after praising Su Qingfeng for a while, Yan Shaozhe finally spoke:
"Everyone, please take a short break. In ten minutes, our Starry Sky Saint's next performance will begin. Please look forward to it."
...
After ten minutes of calm and frantic discussion, the young men and women in the audience were parched and finally quieted down.
With Yan Shaozhe's announcement that the poetry program would begin, the entire audience once again crowded around, completely blocking the entire Sea God Lake.
This time, politicians and writers from various countries dared not be negligent or dismissive, standing in the front row, watching with wide eyes.
The Star Luo's top civil official: "I wonder what the Holy Son will write this time?"
The Heavenly Soul Empire's national scholar: "Hmph, no matter what our Holy Son writes, we'll definitely include it in the national curriculum and list it in the imperial textbooks!"
Everyone was filled with anticipation.
Suddenly, a faint, ethereal sigh echoed from the heavens, piquing curiosity. Who was that person in the clouds?
There was no accompaniment, only a free and elegant voice, like that of a banished immortal, descending from the sky: "Have you not seen the Yellow River's waters come from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return!"
As that recitation fell, a magnificent scene seemed to appear in the sky.
A surging, golden river rushed from the heavens to the distant east, as if flowing into the ocean.
Above that golden river, a young man in white robes, carrying a wine jug in one hand and wielding a sword in the other, danced with the grace of a celestial being descending to earth.
The words he had recited were inscribed on the tip of his sword.
Everyone held their breath. At this moment, Su Qingfeng truly displayed his transcendental skill to the fullest; he was indeed like a celestial being, possessing an aura far surpassing that of a god.
"Have you not seen the bright mirror in the high hall reflecting white hair, black as silk in the morning, white as snow by evening!"
"When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest; do not let the golden goblet face the moon empty!" "
Heaven has endowed me with talents, which will surely be put to use; though a thousand pieces of gold are spent, they will return!"
The first few lines already contained profound life philosophies, making them famous sayings. It is likely that in the near future, many will adopt them as their motto!
Everyone's expression changed: a masterpiece! Absolutely brilliant!
Before this, many believed that yesterday's poem "The Road to Shu is Hard" was his ultimate work, a complete reflection of his ten years as a young man.
But today's "Bring in the Wine" was destined to overturn everyone's perceptions, using the poem of the poet Li Bai to solidify Su Qingfeng's reputation as a born immortal!
Especially after the line "A thousand pieces of gold are scattered, yet more come," a rain of gold soul coins actually began to fall from the sky.
Hundreds of millions of gold soul coins fell, landing in corners of Shrek City, in small villages outside Shrek, and in the hands of ordinary and poor commoners.
Money is falling from the sky!
Quick, pick it up!
Xuan Ziwen also reached out and grabbed a handful, his eyes filled with doubt: Why do these gold soul coins feel so familiar?
Aren't all gold soul coins the same?
But his perception was correct; these tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of gold soul coins were all scattered by Su Qingfeng! These were the gold soul coins Su Qingfeng earned from selling the bones of the Evil Emperor Xuan Ziwen!
For Su Qingfeng, these gold soul coins were merely external possessions, of little use to him; he could keep only a portion.
However, if these soul coins were found by the common people, they might change their lives, bringing smiles to everyone's faces at this moment.
The Holy Son is truly carefree!
This is not just a thousand gold pieces, it's a hundred million!
"Master Cen, Master Danqiu, let's drink! Don't stop the cup!"
"I'll sing you a song, please lend me your ear!"
"..."
"Since ancient times, sages have all been lonely, only drinkers have left their names!"
"..."
"A dappled horse, a thousand gold pieces for a fur coat, call the boy to exchange them for fine wine, to dispel with you the sorrows of ages past!"
Su Qingfeng descended from the heavens to the mortal realm.
After sips of strong liquor, even Su Qingfeng's face flushed, and his steps became somewhat unsteady; perhaps he was a little drunk.
With the final, carefree sound of the wine jar shattering echoing throughout the hall, Su Qingfeng laughed heartily, perfectly capturing the essence of the poem. Even
Su Qingfeng himself was caught up in the moment, truly deserving of being worthy of one of the most famous poems by the Poet Immortal Li Bai.
Everyone present was completely immersed in the experience.
Until a renowned scholar from the continent, specializing in ancient literature and classical Chinese literature, exclaimed in astonishment:
"From this day forward, the Holy Son Su Qingfeng is indeed the foremost literary immortal of the continent!"
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