Chapter 513

As for the Chairman of the Writers Association, he no longer had the time to mind the gazes of the judging committee members; he was currently busy manually closing his jaw, which had dropped in shock for the fifth time.

At this moment, he found himself in rare resonance with the netizens.

So this is what it feels like to have one's IQ crushed?!

Beyond that, the various writers in the guest seating below were now writing furiously, wishing they could record every single word Ye Xuan said.

Some were even so afraid of forgetting that they pulled out their phones to start recording, completely forgetting that this awards ceremony clearly had a live stream replay.

Some were even so afraid of not hearing Ye Xuan clearly that they shuffled from the very last row until they were at an intimate distance of just one centimeter from the awards stage.

And on stage, Ye Xuan had already reached the final work.

"Why do my eyes often brim with tears? Because I love this land so deeply.

Just like Liu Hong's work 'Land'..."

His expression remained calm, yet his gaze seemed to have already traversed time and space, returning to the era later known as the miracle of poetry.

Poets like Ai Qing, Gu Cheng, Bei Dao, Xi Murong... constructed one beautiful and romantic world after another.

And all he could do was let those rising groups of poets reappear in the human world!

When Ye Xuan's voice fell, the entire awards venue sank into a silence.

The expressions of the crowd had shifted from initial astonishment to profound shock.

By the end, everyone was completely numb.

Such stunning sentences—others would rack their brains and ponder deeply, yet might not even be able to write one.

How is it that in Ye Xuan's mouth, they come out by the basketful, just like moving cabbages?! Ten. ===== CHAPTER 516 =====