My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

As contestants, they know very well how extensive the question bank here is. There are poems for thousands of years. They want to understand and understand every one of them, and they can sort out the stories before and after. This is what they do. Less than.

Even if there are lines, they still have to be recited. Doesn't this take time?

Besides, what is the point of reciting these imaginary things? For the effect of the program?

Not so much!

When Xu Cong finished speaking and sat down again, there was applause and a wave flew.

...

The show finally reached the most exciting flying flower order stage.

The host said with excitement: "Okay! We have entered the single-character flying flower order stage. Please look at the big screen and let me see which word will fly!"

Finally, after a crazy flash on the big screen, the result came out, it was "wind"!

On the Feihualing stage, there were only two contestants, and they had to take turns to say the poems with the word "wind".

"The wind and rain hurt at night, how much do you know about the flowers!"

"The spring breeze is green Jiang Nan, when will the bright moon shine on me?"

"Dongfeng night puts flowers and trees, and blows down, and the stars are like rain."

"The west wind is strong, and the sky goose is called Shuang Chenyue."

The two contestants said something to you, followed by applause, over and over again, and the enthusiasm of the audience in the scene was thoroughly aroused.

"Wind and rain send spring back, and Feixue welcomes spring."

"Yun thinks about clothes, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Huanong."

...

For many rounds back and forth, both players are very strong.

"The spring water is born, the spring forest is beginning to flourish, and the spring breeze is not as good as you for ten miles."

Finally, one of the two players got the wrong answer!

The host showed regret and walked up the stage and said: "It's a pity that you answered wrongly. At our poem conference, Feihualing's request is to say old-style poems, excluding vernacular letter poems. What you just said was a modern poem. ."

This concludes the first link, the outcome is clear, and the next step is the double-character flying flower order.

Two words: "green, mountain".

"The green hills on the two sides of the strait are facing each other, and the lone sail is coming."

"Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique."

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While they were in the game, Qian Yuejiang and Sun Jianhua looked at Xu Cong at the same time, jokingly: "Come on?"

Xu Cong did his part and said directly: "I see how charming the green hills are, and I should be so in the green hills. The affection and appearance are slightly similar."

Shuangqingshan, Qian Yuejiang gave a thumbs up, smiled and said, "It's interesting."

The game is still going on, but you come and go, and the storage of the two players is basically going to be emptied. They answered, and they were somewhat stretched.

Qian Yuejiang was chatting with Xu Cong in the audience, "It's almost there, right? It's you, Xu Cong, do you still have stock?"

Xu Cong smiled, "Academician Qian, did you deliberately!"

Qian Yuejiang, "Talk about it."

Xu Cong continued: "Everyone will go to the spot where they ask for fame, and look at the mountain from Qinglong Temple alone."

Separating "green" from "mountain" is more difficult, but Xu Cong came to his fingertips.

Towards the end of the show, the only two players left on the field have to compete for the final protagonist.

Since it is a fight for the master!

There are a total of nine quick answer questions in this session. One point is awarded for winning and answering correctly. If the answer is wrong, the opponent will score. The first to get five points will become the champion of the field, and the final competition will officially begin.

The host smiled and said to the guest seat: "Picture clues! Let's ask Mr. Xu Cong to paint on the spot."

This was discussed before. Qian Yuejiang always believes that Xu Cong's calligraphy can write so well, and his paintings should not be bad.

Xu Cong was invited to the stage and came to the painting table, frowning.

He is not considering how many images he has to paint, but how clumsy he has to paint in order to not show his Chinese paintings.

He wanted to refuse at first, but Qian Yuejiang and Sun Jianhua refused, so in the end the burden could only fall on him.

"call…"

This can be said to be a national audience, whether it is watched in front of the TV or in the live broadcast room, even all the players participating in the competition.

And the host, everyone, they are all staring at Xu Cong.

The host continued: "Please guess a series of verses based on the content of Mr. Xu Cong’s paintings.

Xu Cong picked up the pen with the brush in his hand. He didn't say a word, lowered his head and fell into the ink.

This poem is related to bamboo. When Xu Cong goes to the handshakes, the bamboo joints are prominent.

Huh huh!

A painting, from top to bottom, is an illusion of individual bamboo joints growing rapidly, one after another.

one period!

Two sections!

Three knots!

When the camera lens was given, all the bamboo poles of Mozhu appeared on the big screen, followed by the bamboo leaves.

"Om..."

moment!

Qian Yuejiang couldn't sit still, and almost at the same time, Sun Jianhua's expression was frozen.

He looked at Qian Yuejiang suddenly and said tremblingly: "Xu Cong's calligraphy is so good that you told me, why didn't you tell me that his Chinese painting level is so high?!"

The voice was very low, and it couldn't be lower, it was already shaking.

Qian Yuejiang also had a numb scalp, his eyes widened, and he said in shock, "Old Sun, I really don't know! This is the first time I saw him paint!"

Sun Jianhua was in a trance for an instant, if you know if there is any, you will know when you get started!

Xu Cong used a pen to polish it. There were not a few. Qian Yuejiang and Sun Jianhua were surprised. They looked at Xu Cong's painting and began to appreciate it.

"The pen is very smooth! It has the style of Zheng Banqiao!"

Xu Cong continued with his pen, the ink bamboo was highlighted, and the bamboo leaves seemed to flutter with the wind.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also dumbfounded, and the barrage started frantically: "Is this the legendary confidence?"

"With confidence!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Although they don't know Chinese painting very well, they are not blind, they can see how good the painting is!

If another person paints, the painting is crooked, who can't tell? This obviously has a deep foundation!

Sun Jianhua couldn't help getting up and walking slowly to Xu Cong's side.

This is completely beyond the expectations of the TV station, it is not arranged like this here!

The people on the TV station were also dumbfounded, especially the host, whose expression was obviously frozen.

Not only did Sun Jianhua stand beside Xu Cong, he was slightly humble, and he spoke. He didn't have anything to do here!

"In traditional Chinese painting, there are two ways of bamboo, one is color bamboo, which belongs to flower and bird painting; the other is ink bamboo painting, mainly ink bamboo."

"Although Mr. Xu Cong is still painting, it can be seen that he is going to draw upside down bamboo branches, using the original dark ink as the face and light ink as the back to write bamboo leaves.

As soon as he spoke, he couldn't stop, and Sun Jianhua's expression changed and he became surprised.

"I thought it was Zheng Banqiao's wind, but it's slightly different!"

It is indeed different, because Xu Cong has merged, he just wants to pass this kind of indecentness and foolishness.

After all, the hodgepodge, many people are not optimistic about the characteristics, Xu Cong continued.

After a few bamboo branches, he used a few simple strokes to outline the stone below, and in a few quick strokes, outline the shape of the stone, leaving the blank space to let people imagine unlimited.

"hiss!!!"

Sun Jianhua took a breath in front of the show, in front of the live broadcast.

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