"Please find a poem from the following twelve words: See the autumn leaves in the city and ask the wind in the sound of Luo Youyang."
The moment the question appeared, Ni Bingyan immediately stretched out his hand and poked at it quickly: "Autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City."
When the question answering begins, exciting music starts to play in the studio. A group of 100 people sit together. Only the one with the fastest answer and the highest accuracy can stand out and compete with the one with the highest points among the five challengers for the final championship.
From the beginning to now, Ni Bingyan has maintained a perfect record, which kept her in a state of excitement. When answering questions, her adrenaline surged, and she could see nothing except the questions.
When she saw that she got the answer right, she relaxed.
The group of 100 people finished answering questions, and it was the challenger's turn.
Unfortunately, even if the challenger had more time to think, stood alone on the stage and had to endure greater psychological pressure, he still failed in this question.
Because her score was not as good as the previous one, she could not stay and wait for the next round of PK, so she had to leave quietly.
"This is a sentence from "Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty, 'Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want to write a book full of ideas. I am afraid that I can't finish it in a hurry, and travelers have to open it before leaving.' What is it talking about? What is it talking about? Nostalgia.”
Guests began to comment.
Ni Bingyan sat on the high seat of the group of 100 people, looking down at Teacher Meng who was talking eloquently below.
It is said that she is full of poetry and calligraphy. Teacher Meng is not a beauty in the traditional sense, but her whole person has a literary spirit, which makes her particularly eye-catching.
Ni Bingyan looked at her and could hardly move his eyes away.
This is what she envies and wants to be.
“In the past, carriages and horses were very slow, and letters were far away. A wanderer who had been away from home for many years would definitely miss his home, his parents, his relatives and friends, so what should he do?
"They couldn't make a phone call or buy a ticket and leave immediately. Instead of asking acquaintances to bring a message, they could only write letters home. After writing letters home, if the homesickness wasn't enough to vent, the literati would continue writing poems.
"There is a poem that says, 'I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even more during the festive season.' The autumn wind is getting colder, and the Chinese New Year is not far away. His thoughts are churning, and the poet begins to miss home. He takes out a pen and paper, and writes The letter to the family was written quickly.
"'The flames of war last for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.' This is a letter from home during times of war. Aren't letters from home important in times of peace? That's not the case.
"Before the poet wrote the letter, he had a lot of thoughts, but after he wrote the letter, he probably wouldn't be able to explain it all. The person who sent the letter was about to leave, and he "opened it before sending it," and checked it over and over again, for fear of missing something. This detail is gone! The lingering nostalgia of wanderers throughout the ages!”
"Okay, thank you Teacher Meng for your wonderful comments. We have invited the next challenger!"
A disabled and strong-willed female high school student failed to break through and unfortunately resigned. The next challenger was an overseas doctoral student who came to China to study Chinese.
Yangma is internationally oriented and is very representative in selecting people.
A foreign friend came on stage and spoke very fluent Chinese.
After a simple self-introduction, another vcr was played, and then the game entered the level-breaking mode again.
The test is to choose one group of questions from five groups, and the foreign doctor selected the third group.
"The first question! Please complete the missing words in the poem - Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze cannot_Yumen Pass."
"The group of 100 people are invited to answer the questions."
Many people will mistakenly remember this question as "Guo" or "Du".
The foreign friends answered correctly, but 22 people in the group of 100 answered incorrectly, which made him score 22 points at once, which made him beam with joy.
"The second question! Crossword question, the setting sun and __ fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky. a, Biyi b, Guhong c, Guwu d, Guhuan"
Ni Bingyan answered quickly and accurately as usual.
The doctor was very powerful and answered the second question correctly.
Next up to question eight.
"Question 8, please complete the missing words in the poem - As soon as Hou Men entered the deep sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on."
The challenger filled in "like", and 33 people in the group of 100 filled in the wrong answer.
Ni Bingyan's heartbeat was pounding, waiting for the answer to be announced.
She got it right.
"This poem is so famous that many people mistakenly remember it as 'The Hou Men once entered as deep as the sea.' In fact, anyone who knows a little bit about rhythm knows that this is a seven-character quatrain, with the word "ru" in it. The position of is definitely a flat-sounding character, and "like" is a oblique-sounding character. It is obviously inappropriate to place it here. It is obviously impossible for the poet to make such a low-level mistake."
Another Chinese language professor is more serious and likes to popularize some hard-core science knowledge. Compared with Teacher Meng, who is funny in language, he is relatively less popular, but Ni Bingyan likes the knowledge he shares very much.
After studying the rhythm thoroughly, you can try to compose poetry yourself.
Ni Bingyan secretly kept this incident in mind.
After a while, the third challenger came on stage.
He is a real estate salesman. He wears a black suit and a dark green tie. His hair is covered with hairspray, so that flies will become split if they accidentally land on it.
"Hello everyone, I am a real estate salesman. I love my wife, my job, and my soon-to-be-born child. I have a positive attitude towards life. I don't like to do anything else in my spare time. I just like to read poetry collections. I don't have a high degree of education. I know so much professional knowledge, but I only like the stories hidden in poems. Whenever I encounter a poem with such a story, I feel like I am tracing back time and picking up shining pearls from the long river of time. Today I am here On the stage, besides wanting to prove myself, my biggest expectation is to hear the teachers’ wonderful comments live!”
The young man had a soft tongue, and when he said these words, not only did he not appear frivolous, but he made people feel that he was very sunny and sincere.
"Cao Yongji, welcome to the stage of "Chinese Poetry Conference"!"
The host, Ms. Dong, still smiled and interacted with him: "When you usually sell a house, do you recite poetry to your customers?"
Cao Yongji was obviously prepared.
"Yes! If the house is relatively shabby, I would advise him, 'This is a shabby house, but I am virtuous and kind.'"
"Whether the house is good or not is secondary. As long as you have good character, it is a good house?"
"You can't be so idealistic..."
The audience laughed, but Ni Bingyan felt that this man looked more and more familiar.
With her eyebrows plucked, stage makeup on her face, and smartly dressed, she looked like an elite salesperson - wasn't this the guy who took her to watch the house through video in the middle of the night?
This is really a place where we never meet again in life!
"What if the house is better? What do you say?"
Cao Yongji smiled honestly: "Last summer, I sold a villa. As soon as I entered the yard, the front yard was full of bougainvillea, the back yard was full of roses, birds fluttered on the grape trellis, and there were tall cherry blossom trees in the corners. I He said, 'The grass and trees in Mengxia are long, and the trees around the house are sparse. The birds are happy to support me, and I also love my house. Sister, look, is this house a good choice?' The client said 'yes'! Good guy! I signed the contract on the spot! "
Miss Dong couldn't help laughing: "It seems that learning poetry well will be of great help to your career!"
"It's true!"
Ni Bingyan really wants to complain!
[At that time, you clearly showed that you were not as smart as a salesperson from the moment you came in to complain until the deal was made. If I hadn’t really liked that house, I would have bought it! 】
