It’s Zhang Ye!

On stage.

Cao Mengmeng stopped. The poem had ended!

But the echo, the melody. It was as if all of it still resonated in the hall.

"Love—I love not only your stateliness, but also your firm stand, the earth beneath you."

It was difficult to imagine that such a poem came out from the mouth of a girl this young in age. Even the recital technique alone was mature beyond her years! The students and parents off stage were all stunned in silence. Before, even when the singing and dancing performances were not good, everyone would applaud to give their children encouragement, but when it came to Cao Mengmeng's recital, not a clap could be heard!

Because the audience were all stunned into silence when they heard her poem!

The Principal stood in silence, the female host also froze on stage!

Everyone below stage were blown out of their minds!

"Holy sh*t!"

"What poem was that!?"

"This poem's too exquisite!"

"Right, not only the words. It's also the emotional details!"