Zhao Mengqi was also so excited that he didn't even want to blink.
A man will be a boy until he dies, not to mention he is a real boy now.
The combination of this sport and beauty immediately raises the appeal to unknown levels. No wonder female sumo wrestlers are so popular among the people.
I highly recommend that future generations learn from this and transform themselves. It is much more useful than eating sea cucumbers.
What's more, Bai Da is playing tricks and skills, and doesn't need a goal at all. It's just the right thing to do. Anyway, they don't know how to shoot, and they only shoot at their own home.
Of course, the key is to replace all the players with beauties like Ji Ni.
Speaking of which, it has been recognized throughout the world that football originated in China. "Warring States Policy" and "Historical Records" are the earliest documents and classics recording Cuju.
The compiler of the Warring States policy was Liu Xiang of the Western Han Dynasty. He wrote in "Bie Lu", "Cuju was created by the Yellow Emperor. It is also a military force. It may have originated in the Warring States. The ancients played Cuju as a sport."
This shows that Cuju was originally a training program in the military. People in the Han Dynasty regarded Cuju as a way to "ruly the country and practice martial arts." Universally popular.
Later, perhaps because of the "dethroning of hundreds of schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone", the ideas of "peace is the most precious" and "doctrine of the mean" began to become the core. People began to admire the gentleness of the humble gentleman and despised the competitiveness of the Confucian and martial men.
Under the influence of the entire social background, Cuju gradually evolved from a confrontational competition into a performance competition.
Especially in the Song Dynasty, the proportion of performative elements increased day by day. At this time, the two were about half each.
This is actually not bad, at least it can be regarded as a national movement, and people can get what they need according to their conditions and preferences.
But after Yashan, the Han family fell into decline, and the bloody nature was completely suppressed and castrated. Even the kitchen knives were shared by several families. Cuju was completely reduced to a toy for demoralization. Like singing and dancing, it became a skill at banquets and was used by courtesans for entertainment. Guest, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a musical drama.
Therefore, after Emperor Hongwu expelled the Tartars and established the Ming Dynasty, he issued a strict decree to ban this "game" that originally originated in the military. It feels ironic inexplicably.
Although people still played with balls, it was gradually declining, and by the time of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, it was no longer even popular.
After Cuju was spread overseas, it became football and became more and more prosperous. When China began to revive, it was spread back.
Unexpectedly, some people have turned this sport into a shame and become the laughing stock of the whole world. It is really a disgrace to our ancestors.
This ball, rather than being at the feet of these stinkers, is really more useful in the arms of a prostitute!
At least for now, everyone present can feel happy.
Maybe it was because Song people really loved Cuju, or maybe it was because Ji Ni’s dancing, singing and playing ball was refreshing. Anyway, the audience kept applauding and cheering.
The five judges lived up to expectations and gave Ji Ni a top five rating, placing her firmly in the top three.
Ji Ni was extremely happy. She took three balls and bowed to the audience repeatedly to thank her. It took a long time before she left the stage.
At this time, it was Yan Ran'er's turn to perform, but she said that she suddenly felt uncomfortable and asked for a break, and Tang An'an performed first.
In fact, the order didn't matter much, so after deliberation, the five judges approved Yan Ran'er's request.
Tang Anan guessed that Yan Ran'er was playing tricks, maybe because she was overconfident, so she didn't object.
In the expectant eyes of the audience, she stepped onto the stage again, still elegant and ecstatic. Even before she opened her mouth, she aroused cheers from the audience.
While everyone in the audience was guessing what kind of talent she was going to perform, a group of servants came onto the stage carrying objects to set up.
It's not complicated, just a desk with the Four Treasures of the Study on it.
A wooden frame nearly ten feet high is then hung with a piece of unfolded white silk. This white silk is one foot five long and eight feet high, but only the upper two corners are fixed on the hooks of the wooden frame. When the breeze blows, it will continue to float.
This somewhat bizarre scene caused a lot of discussion among the audience.
"What is Tang Xingshou doing?"
"Is it possible that she wants to act in a book?"
"Uh, you mean, she wants to write on this white silk?"
"How is this possible? The white silk is just hanging, and it floats in the wind. It's hard to focus on it. How can you write?"
"I think Tang Xingshou is astonishing, and it's normal to have some special skills."
"Shut up! Tang Xing is making a move..."
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and their eyes were firmly locked on Tang An'an.
I saw her pulling out a mop from a long bamboo tube. Um, no, it was a writing brush.
Then he held the pen holder with both hands, immersed the huge pen tip into the ink tank, lifted it up after a moment, stepped in front of Bai Ling in two steps, and splashed the ink.
Tang An'an has a graceful figure, elegant and swift movements, the brush in her hand is like a swimming dragon, and the white silk is undulating like ocean waves.
To the audience, it looked like a red-crowned crane playing among the white clouds.
The white frost stained the soap, and after a dozen breaths, dozens of ink stains remained on the white silk, which looked very messy.
"That's it? A piece of good silk has been lost in vain." Zhao Fei couldn't help but sneer. ap.
Zhao Mengqi tapped his finger on the table, "Don't rush to a conclusion. She must have some confidence to dare to do this. Let's wait and see."
Other spectators also looked confused and just stared blankly, waiting for the answer to the mystery to be revealed.
Fortunately, Tang Anan didn't intend to keep everyone appetizing. After putting down the brush, he ordered the servant to grab the corners of Bai Ling and stretch it straight.
At this time, everyone saw that there were lines of cursive writing on the white silk. The handwriting was elegant and calm, decisive, smooth and graceful, full of changes, like a flying dragon and a phoenix, and majestic!
Everyone was amazed, and it was Zhou Mi who stood up first, began to identify it carefully, and read it aloud.
"After a hundred flowers bloom, one doubtful one embroiders.
The beauty looks old every year.
Because I don’t lose weight with spring.
The fat traces are as light as bee yellow.
It's a pity that I only rely on new makeup.
Wherever Taibai wanders drunkenly, he will surely forget agarwood. "
"Excellent! What a Qing Ping Le! The lyrics are good, but the calligraphy is even better! I sincerely admire such calligraphy! Don't think too much, just take it as a compliment!"
According to the rules of evaluation, there is no such thing as superior, only top, middle, and bottom. Such carefulness is nothing more than expressing one's excitement.
This huge cursive calligraphy masterpiece was presented in front of them. Regardless of whether they could understand it or not, the audience held their hands in admiration.
Unsurprisingly, the other four judges also unanimously gave it a top rating.
Tang Anan saluted the audience and said crisply, "The Nu family likes this song Qing Ping Le very much, and the person who wrote the lyrics is a bit unusual, because he is only eight years old now."
The audience was very surprised. This poem went from scene to person, from person to object, and from object to emotion. It went deep and renovated layer by layer, giving people a feeling of appropriateness, implication, emptiness, and elegance. Although It's not the best, but it's still a good work, but I didn't expect it to be made by an eight-year-old child!
Although prodigies appeared in large numbers in the Song Dynasty, people were still keen on pursuing them and never tired of it, so they all asked who the prodigies were.
Tang Anan smiled and gave the answer, "The lyricist is Zhang Yan, the sixth grandson of King Xun. The Nu family boldly asserted that in time, Zhang Xiaolang will definitely become the leader of the Song Dynasty's poetry circle, and his future is limitless!"
Immediately, Zhang Shu stood up in the judges' box and clasped his hands to the stage, "Tang Xingshou was wrong in praising him. He is a naughty dog. He was lucky enough to produce a passable poem. It is not enough to praise him."
He spoke humble words, but the pride on his face could even be seen by a blind man.
Then many people congratulated Zhang Shu, and words of praise flew in the sky. From this moment on, his prodigy son became famous all over the world.
Damn it, what a shameless operation, you actually made your son famous at the Court of Oirans, six!
Zhao Mengqi was a little surprised, and at the same time he felt a little complicated.
Although Zhang Jun was not a good character, he was still a famous general. However, his descendants completely abandoned martial arts and embraced literature.
It is true that culture is prosperous, but without the protection of force, everything is just a mirror.
It is a pity that the culture of advocating literature and suppressing martial arts has penetrated into the bones of the Song people, and it cannot be reversed in a short time.
Even though Zhao Mengqi publicly advocated martial arts many times, he had little effect.
There is a long way to go!
Zhao Mengqi sighed lightly, and then an idea flashed.
Yes, the spirit of civilization is the same as the body of barbarism!
Perhaps, we can try to use some sports that are loved by the public to lead the trend.
For example, this Cuju is very good, but it must be confrontational!
