Stepping forward, Ye Qing walked among the crowd and slowly recited, "A young woman in the boudoir does not know her worries.
Suddenly seeing the willow, I regret teaching my husband to seek the title of Marquis. "
It was a classic poem. Ye Qing recited it and the entire process was filled with emotions. It was as if he was a resentful woman in the boudoir.
What was the most important thing when reciting a poem?
It was undoubtedly the color of emotions!
As the winner of the Academy Award for Best Actor, Ye Qing's acting skills were flawless and impeccable.
The recitation was filled with emotions and it affected the Great Sage present. It was as if they had followed Ye Qing into the boudoir and became a resentful woman who missed her husband day and night.
Ye Qing had finished reciting, but the entire venue was still silent. Everyone's eyes were infatuated and they looked like they wanted to continue.
Ye Qing was not only talented in composing, but he was also very accomplished in reciting poems. He was a completely different concept from the ordinary people present.
"A young woman in the boudoir does not know her worries. Suddenly seeing the willow in the boudoir... Good poem!
Good poem! "
"Regretting teaching my husband to seek the title of Marquis. This line is too wonderful. Although the expression is very straightforward, it fully expresses the regret of a woman in the boudoir and her longing for her husband!"
After a short silence, the Great Sage present began to discuss fervently. They were full of praise for Ye Qing's poems and gave them extremely high ratings!
Ye Qing was not surprised by the honor and was calm. In fact, he was just a porter of nature. Those poems were created by cultured people on Earth and had nothing to do with Ye Qing.
The crux of the problem was that these clowns in the fantasy world had never heard of such a high standard of poetry. They were all stunned by Ye Qing!
"Tang Bohu is simply a poetry god!
Amazing!
Too amazing! "
"What Tang Bohu? That's just his alias. His real name is Ye Qing!"
"Who would have thought that Senior Brother Ye Qing is also a gifted scholar. He is truly brimming with talent and knowledge!"
"Senior Brother Ye Qing's talent is enough to be called a poetry god!
In my opinion, in the Middle Heaven Domain, no one can compare to Senior Brother Ye Qing in terms of poetry! "
"I don't think the title Poem God is appropriate. Ye Qing is the Holy Son of the Devil Sky Holy Gate. It's more appropriate to call him Poem Demon."
All sorts of weird discussions could be heard. They were all discussing Ye Qing's poems and trying to name Ye Qing.
Everyone knew that every outstanding poet had a famous title, such as Poetry Immortal Li Bai, Poetry Sage Du Fu, and so on.
Of course, the great sages present had not heard of those awesome titles such as poetry immortal, poetry sage, and so on on Earth. They just purely felt that they should give Ye Qing a title.
After some discussion, more than a thousand Great Sage present came to a consensus that it was more appropriate to call him Ye Qing Poem God.
Ye Qing, who was in the middle of reciting a poem, suddenly had his face turn black and his mouth twitch. God of poetry, it sounds really high class, but it's easy to misunderstand. It makes Ye Qing look like he's wet … …
"What f * cking Poem God, I really went to Tesco!"
Ye Qing was speechless. It couldn't be helped. The Great Sage present had basically agreed to the title of Poem God. They had even started to call Ye Qing Poem God.
Even if Ye Qing didn't agree, there was no other way. He could only accept the title.
"Tang Bohu, do you have any other poems?
I still want to hear more! "The Dark Moon Emissary of the Great Sage Realm took the initiative to speak. Her eyes were full of desire.
In her opinion, Ye Qing definitely had more in his stomach. As long as Ye Qing was willing, she could still appreciate more high-level poems.
In the Middle Heaven Region, poetry had actually been developed for a long time, at least tens of thousands of years.
However, those warriors basically cultivated all day long. They really didn't have much interest in reciting poetry.
In addition, poetry wasn't a secondary profession at all. It didn't help to improve one's martial arts strength at all.
There were naturally very few scholars and beauties who studied and created poetry. Everyone basically regarded it as an entertainment activity.
The Dark Moon Emissary strongly requested. Many Great Sage present were also excited and wanted to hear Ye Qing recite poetry.
In particular, some of the Great Sage beauties present looked at Ye Qing with fire in their eyes. They admired Ye Qing very much in their hearts. Some of the excited beauties were drenched all over. They were simply like hungry wolves and couldn't wait to pounce on Ye Qing.
Such a talented young man had a strong lethality to beauties. The beauties present were unable to resist Ye Qing's great temptation.
"The fragrance of the red lotus flower lingers in the autumn.
Gently undressing, I get on the orchid boat alone.
Who sent the brocade book from Yunzhong?
When the wild goose returns, the moon fills the western tower. "
Ye Qing recited slowly. The process was full of emotions. It had to be said that Ye Qing was a complete actor. His acting skills were at the peak of perfection.
In the process of reciting poetry, Ye Qing simply regarded himself as a young woman in her boudoir. He was infinitely melancholy. Every poem he recited was the essence.
"When the wild goose returns, the moon fills the western tower.
Wonderful!
Wonderful!
It's simply amazing! "
"Amazing!
Amazing!
Poetry God Ye Qing is indeed worthy of his name!
Not only is the Holy Son of our Devil Sky Holy Gate the best in martial cultivation, but he is also the best in poetry! "
"Poetry God Ye Qing!"
"Poetry God Ye Qing is mighty!"
"Poetry God is mighty!"
Many of the Great Sage beauties present couldn't help but become Ye Qing's fans. They cheered for Ye Qing.
Ye Qing's poems had completely surpassed their level. They no longer had the courage to compete with Ye Qing.
It would be better to be a good spectator, cheering for Ye Qing and flattering him.
Among the crowd, Murong Yan and the Great Sage of Hundred Flowers had been completely subdued by Ye Qing's talent.
In their eyes, being able to become friends with Ye Qing, and even develop into a confidante, was their fortune of three lifetimes!
The Great Sage of Hundred Flowers's heart was like a little deer running wild. In the beginning, she only had a good impression of Ye Qing and thought that Ye Qing was a once-in-a-lifetime genius.
But after a period of understanding, the Great Sage of Hundred Flowers found that she had fallen deeply in love with Ye Qing and couldn't extricate herself!
One must know that Ye Qing was a talented scholar and was known as the Poetry God. Who wouldn't love him?
The Great Sage of Hundred Flowers liked those cultured geniuses. Ye Qing unquestionably satisfied all her needs.
After a few poems, Ye Qing became the focus of the crowd. Everyone was paying attention to Ye Qing's every move.
The beautiful eyes of the Dark Moon Emissary were full of splendor. Even the proud and arrogant Dark Moon Emissary, the disciple of Dark Moon Saint Emperor, admired Ye Qing greatly.
The Dark Moon Emissary was even looking forward to having Ye Qing continue to recite some beautiful poems.
"Flowers drift and water flows on its own.
A kind of lovesickness, two places of sorrow.
This feeling can't be erased, just as I frown, it rises in my heart. "
Suddenly, Ye Qing, who was among the crowd, slowly opened his mouth and recited another classic poem with the theme of the resentment of a woman.
In a split second, the crowd was in an uproar. Everyone was stunned by Ye Qing's talent!
It wasn't too difficult to create a good poem in a short period of time. And Ye Qing had already created many poems in a short period of time, leading the crowd. No one present could do it!
Qin Mu, Zai Shang, Bai Zhanji, and Ao Jia were still unhappy and unconvinced. However, they didn't have the courage to challenge Ye Qing in terms of reciting poems.
With their little bit of talent, if they dared to challenge Ye Qing, they would definitely lose miserably.
In Sun God Hall, Qin Mu could be considered a talented scholar, but he was worlds apart from Ye Qing.
It wasn't something that hard work or hard work could make up for. It was the difference in talent, talent!