1105 This is How the Greatest Poet is Born! (1/2)
Qiao Ying watched the spectacle with a smile.
”Oh… this… that…” Jun Mo Xie wrecked his brain. Looks like I'll have to plagiarize significantly today.
”Xue Yan is right! Then I shall compose a poem for you first, Xue Yan.” Jun Mo Xie cleared his throat. All the women looked at him expectantly. Naturally, there were a few that were gloating at his demise.
Like Miao Xiao Miao for example. Currently, she practically cackling away in her head. You, a fighter… dare to say that you know how to write poems? You're probably capable of producing an incongruous limerick! Hmph! I am determined to watch you make a fool out of yourself today! How dare you think of comparing yourself to my Jun Ye!
”En… I got it! Xue Yan is generosity and magnanimity has given me an inspiration.” Jun Mo Xie took a couple of steps and snapped his fingers. ”The coloured clouds are her flowing robes, the flowers, her face that glimmers in the bright, spring dew; If you do not see her atop the jade mountains, you'll find her beneath the moonlight of paradise!”
All the women were stunned!
Miao Xiao Miao was stunned to the point of silence!
Could it be that this Jun Mo Xie is really a demon?! He had only took that brief moment to think, took three steps and came up with this poem! And such a meaningful one, that was extremely compatible with Mei Xue Yan's status and grace…
This flair in poetry is not necessarily any inferior than my Jun Ye…
No, this should be a coincidence… It definitely is by chance…
”Alright, alright, it's Qing Han's turn.” Mei Xue Yan hurried. Mei Xue Yan was the first to get the praise from her lover, and it was such a beautiful poem that will last for the ages, so she was fully satisfied, her blissfulness showing on her face.
”Qing Han's… For Qing Han… En! I got it!” Jun Mo Xie pretended to frown and walked two rounds before snapping his fingers again. ”I got it! A name that matches her country toppling beauty, so beautiful that the Lord smiles upon the sight of her; dissolving the endless frustrations of her Lord, her company erasing all troubles!”
Everyone's eyes widened!
To think that Jun Mo Xie had this trick up his sleeves! The two sentences of 'dissolving the endless frustrations of her Lord, her company erasing all troubles' was truly too compatible with that unique elegance and worry-free nature of Guan Qing Han…
A talent, ah…
Small stars appeared in the eyes of all the girls.
Dugu Xiao Yi was the only female present who watched Jun Mo Xie come up with a poem before. It was during the Gifted Scholar's Autumn Festival Feast back then. But thinking back on the 'poem' that Jun Mo Xie had created, even Dugu Xiao Yi felt embarrassed. Listen to me… cause I speak with passion; Ugly ones won't do; Don't tell me you love me, I'm too bad; Don't be infatuated with this elder brother, This elder brother is a legend; Don't provoke me, I'll make you spit blood;…
That was also called a poem? That was just trash that was not even worthy of being heard! It was just utter bullshit…
So Dugu Xiao Yi had never expected that one day, Jun Mo Xie would be capable of producing a poem, even if it was a limerick…
Today, when faced with all these, Dugu Xiao Yi's mouth could only hang wider and wider… Until she couldn't help but rub at her eyes. This… is this really Jun Mo Xie? I'm not dreaming, am I?
Miao Xiao Miao also rubbed her eyes. This is too shocking…
If she insisted that the previous poem was by chance, maybe it was still believable. But the second poem had been produced; could it still be a coincidence?
Finally, under the expectation and pressure of all the women present, Jun Mo Xie composed poems for every single beauty present before he finally managed to quell this wave of resentment.
Even Qiao Ying received a poem from Jun Mo Xie: there is a beauty in the Northern Country, a solitary existence; a glance of hers topples the capital, another gaze topples the country; yet one would rather lose his empire, for it is difficult to find another beauty like her.
Everyone was happy!
Everyone looked at Jun Mo Xie with admiration in their eyes! Too amazing! Too awesome! So many poems were churned out in a blink of an eye, and every single one of them was a classic among classics!
Even the number one poet in the world did not have a talent like this, ah!
Truly, the greatest poet, ah…
Had Jun Mo Xie known what they were thinking, he would be depressed. So the greatest poets were forced into existence like this…
Only Miao Xiao Miao was a little gloomy in the midst of her admiration. Why is this fellow so talented? He looks so girly, and have no sense of masculinity, yet he is so talented at poetry, the Heavens are really blind…
Had Jun Mo Xie known what Miao Xiao Miao was thinking, he would've vomited blood like crazy. I only look slightly more handsome; which part of me is girly? How can I not be masculine?!
Seeing how all the women were looking at Young Master Jun in admiration, full of happiness and satisfaction, Miao Xiao Miao felt indignant and couldn't help but roll her eyes. Hmph, is there a need to admire him this much? He only know how to create some lines, how can he compare to my Jun Ye, who even knows music…