I Am From Yuanmou, The Ancestor Of China, And Was Broadcast Live By Sister Zhou

Chapter 21 Recite the ancient poem "Climbing the Stork Tower"? This Yuanmou is absolutely dead!

Zhou Shuyi solved the problem of the phone running out of battery,

Basically, you can guarantee yourself that as long as you don't download the broadcast, her live broadcast room, which is connected to tens of thousands of platforms around the world, can continue to broadcast continuously.

Looking at Li Changbai who is studying Chinese seriously, Sister Zhou nodded with satisfaction.

I am very satisfied with the learning ability and learning attitude of this Yuanmou leader.

But how did Sister Zhou know that the ancestor of the Yuanmou people in front of her had long been able to speak,

It's just that he temporarily lost the ability to "speak" because he traveled to this "prehistoric human" body.

Catalyzed by the "medium" of Sister Zhou, Li Changbai has already spoken many simple words and even a short sentence.

Seeing how powerful the Chinese ancestor's learning ability is, the water friends in the live broadcast room urged Sister Zhou to continue teaching,

This time, they aimed their teaching at the cultural treasure of China's 5,000-year history—ancient poetry!

"No, no, this is impossible!"

"Ancient poems are so difficult, how could our brother Yuanmou be able to do it?"

On the big screen, Sister Zhou hurriedly shook her head and refused repeatedly.

"Brother is a prehistoric human being. No matter how strong his learning ability is, I have taught him so much now, but he hasn't digested it yet. How about teaching him ancient poetry? Can he learn it?"

"Don't say you have learned it, it's hard to understand!"

Sister Zhou seems to say so,

In fact, she herself is also guilty.

When she was in school, she hated Chinese class the most.

During class, I either sleep or read romance novels.

I have long forgotten what the teacher taught about ancient poetry and modern poetry.

The reason why she refused so decisively was because she didn't want to make a fool of herself in the live broadcast room and be ridiculed by the water friends.

She, Zhou Shuyi, is also the first sister of Douyu after all, she wants to save face!

"Zhou Shuyi, are you afraid?"

The water friends resorted to the "radical method".

"It's a joke! Will my mother be afraid?"

Sister Zhou retorted.

"Then why don't you teach the ancestor? Could it be that you have forgotten how to recite ancient poems..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you teach me, I will teach you. Would this old lady be afraid?"

As soon as he said this, Zhou Shuyi regretted it.

Don't watch her chatting in the live broadcast room, but when she was studying, she was really a scumbag in elementary school!

It was really difficult for her to teach Yuanmou people ancient poetry...

"Which one is better to teach..."

Sister Zhou scratched her hair and racked her brains, trying to recall the ancient poems that the teacher taught during her study life.

Sitting by the fire, Li Changbai watched her quietly, with his mouth slightly open:

"poetry……"

"Yes, it's poetry, I want to teach you poetry!"

Meeting Li Changbai's gaze, Sister Zhou nodded.

Ancient poems are not difficult for Li Changbai,

When he was studying in Badu No. 1 Middle School, he was the representative of the Chinese class in the class, and his memory was even more outstanding. The teacher picked out the text, and as long as he read it once, he could recite it word by word.

Moreover, he is also the deputy head of the poetry club of the student union, and has won many awards for poetry recitation.

"It's Li Bai's."

Seeing sister Zhou frowning tightly, Professor Gu reminded her in the live broadcast room.

On the desk in front of him, the personal data of Sister Zhou, the anchor of Douyu, is piled up.

As for Sister Zhou's education background, he is naturally clear, knowing that the other party's middle school academic performance is average,

Li Bai's poems are so popular in China, there will always be one or two, right?

"Li Bai... thought of it, "Climbing the Stork Tower"!"

Friends of the water: ...

Professor Gu: ...

Li Changbai: ...

General Lin Weihai: Anchor Zhou, the author of "Climbing the Stork Tower" is Wang Zhihuan.

In the live broadcast room, General Lin Weihai reminded him kindly.

Sister Zhou blushed, and then said embarrassingly:

"Whatever, I just think this ancient poem has temperament!"

"Climbing the Guanque Tower, climbing high and looking far away, how amazing it is!"

"The anchor seems to be saying that life should be positive..." A water friend interjected.

"Shut up!" Sister Zhou said angrily.

"Anchor Zhou is right. Tang Dynasty poet Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower" is indeed about climbing high and looking far away. Just the first two sentences describe the majestic momentum and magnificent scene of the rivers and mountains in the North..."

Cheng Qianfan, the former president of Jinling University, rarely spoke in the live broadcast room, and supported Sister Zhou from the sidelines.

"This is the president of our Jinling University, majoring in classical literature."

Professor Gu Nian explained in the live broadcast room.

"Hmph! The professors of Renmin University of China said that I was right, but you still don't believe me!"

Sister Zhou said angrily.

"Anchor Zhou, let's start quickly, it's getting dark."

The prehistoric day passes quickly, and the area where Li Changbai is located has gradually darkened, and the prehistoric night is about to reward!

Cheng Qianfan and Professor Gu Nian looked at the live broadcast room expectantly,

Previously, Li Changbai spoke, proving that Yuanmou Man’s vocal organs were mature, breaking the claim that Heidelberg Man was the earliest human with mature vocal organs 700,000 years ago.

Later, Li Changbai showed extraordinary learning ability and imitation ability, and shouted that dragon chant, which shocked the two top academicians and scholars.

Now, sister Zhou wants to teach Li Changbai ancient poetry,

This poem... is much more difficult than a simple short sentence!

China is a country with a tradition of poetry education. There are 55,000 ancient poems in Tang Dynasty alone, which is enough to prove the importance of poetry in the history of ancient Chinese civilization!

"I know, I will start teaching "Climbing the Stork Tower" immediately!"

Fortunately, Zhou Shuyi still remembers how to read this ancient poem by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Zhihuan.

"Brother Yuanmou, come on."

Sister Zhou pointed to her throat,

She knew that only by letting the prehistoric Yuanmou man feel the vibration of the vocal cords in his throat, could he learn how to speak.

Li Changbai's clear eyes flashed a gleam of light, and then he placed his big hairy hand on Zhou Shuyi's tender neck.

The water friends are not surprised by this, anyway, it's not a day or two that Zhou Jie has been taken advantage of by this Yuanmou man.

I can only say a few bitter words in the live broadcast room: "Our ancestor is really lucky, and he can always touch the most beautiful anchor of Douyu!"

"It's sour~"

"Look at my lips," Miss Zhou pointed to her small cherry mouth, which was slightly opened,

"Follow me to read, the sun will end behind the mountains,"

"White-sun-yi-mountain-end."

"The Yellow River flows into the sea."

"Yellow-river-into-sea-flow."

"Read it together, the sun will end behind the mountains, and the Yellow River will flow into the sea."

"The day is surrounded by mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea."

"Good read!" Sister Zhou nodded in satisfaction.

"Go on, go on!"

"The anchor, hurry up, don't blot the ink!"

The water friends urged impatiently.

"Wanting to travel a thousand miles away,"

"Desire-poor-thousand-li-eyes,"

"Go to the next level!"

"More-up-a-floor."

"Connecting together, if you want to see a thousand miles, you will go to a higher level!"

"If you want to see a thousand miles, go to a higher level!"

Li Changbai's thick voice blurted out,

He only felt a relief in his chest, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of stale air.

"Read all together, come on!" Sister Zhou said encouragingly.

Li Changbai hesitated a bit, and opened his mouth slightly:

"The sun is at the end of the mountain,"

"The Yellow River flows into the sea."

"Wanting to travel a thousand miles away,"

"Go to the next level!"

After Li Changbai recited "Climbing the Stork Tower", there was warm and loud applause in the live broadcast room.

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[ps: In fact, sometimes the author would think, what would be the scene if people in ancient times would come with a few ancient poems? Maybe it's Li Changbai's case. From ancient times to the present, from the present to the past, Chinese culture has been passed down and has a long history. 】