"That's right, that's good! Qian Hong, did your teacher teach you?" The uncontrollable judge immediately asked a second question, which immediately made Teacher Ma's heart stop beating.

Qian Hong, this kid has a criminal record, not long ago he complained to the principal in person, saying that he was kicked by the teacher, if according to this upright personality, he will say something nonsense to the judges and leaders at this time, then the shipyard children's primary school will be famous, and he will definitely not be able to get rid of it.

"Yes, our homeroom teacher, Ms. Li, taught us Chinese and encouraged us to get in touch with ancient poems, saying that it can broaden our horizons and inherit the brilliant culture of 5,000 years of civilization. ”

"Then you memorized this song "Nian Nujiao" by yourself?"

"Well, I like the form of Song Ci, I feel that it is more flexible than Tang poems, and the content of the narrative and the author's feelings conveyed are also richer and more profound. ”

"It's rare for such a young child to have such an understanding. ”

But just when one of the judges praised Qian Hong, diametrically opposed opinions suddenly appeared, a female judge sitting on the right side, she pulled the microphone in front of her and threw a very sharp question at Qian Hong: "Qian Hong, since you like "Nian Nujiao" so much, can you introduce the author and the background of his creation of this poem?"

What? Even if the author is concerned, he also has to introduce the creative background, is this a bit difficult for a strong man?

Slanted a glance at the female judge who was against him, the judge who had praised Qian Hong just now was just about to speak, but Qian Hong had already answered cleanly, almost omitting the process of recalling, and seemed to be extremely familiar with these contents:

"Good teacher, the author of "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" is Su Shi, a writer and politician in the Northern Song Dynasty, his greatest achievement in literature is to improve the status of words in literary creation at that time, so that it can get rid of the vulgar traditional impression and ascend to the hall of elegance. ”

Hiss...... Awesome!

The judges were still gasping, but Qian Hong continued to say with a calm face: "The background of the creation of "Nian Nujiao" is that Su Shi became famous as a young man and achieved extremely high literary achievements, but he was politically depressed and implicated in the Wutai poetry case. ”

Qian Hong finished speaking, but the judges were all stupid, this is really a ten-year-old child? If you send him thick glasses, send him an origami fan, and send him a handful of beard, then everyone can simply be said to be talking to an old scholar of Chinese culture, and these words are too thorough in analysis of Su Shi and "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia", right?

"Little classmate, where did you get this knowledge?" After a while, another judge asked with difficulty.

"It's mostly about reading books, and a little bit of my own understanding. Qian Hong unceremoniously seized the credit of Baidu Encyclopedia, you must know that Qian Hong was a 100% scumbag in the previous life, but the language subject is a strong pervert, and these knowledge have not been forgotten even if they are reborn.

"Besides Su Shi, whose words do you like?Can you recite another song for us?" The female judge, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly put forward a new request, and no one could figure it out, why did she have to get along with a child, is there anything greasy in this?

"Okay, let me think about it, just this one!" Who knew that Qian Hong was extremely calm, tilted his head and thought for a while, and recited decisively in his mouth: "Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable relatives......"

Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice", which is also a very classic poem, highlights a lamentation after the collapse of the country and the death of the family, and recites the works of the female lyricist to the female judges, which seems to be very compatible.

But Qian Hong never expected that he had just finished reciting, and before the people in the audience had time to applaud, the female judge, whose expression had turned blue, actually threw out a difficult thing without knowing whether she was alive or dead: "So what modern words are made? Do you know any modern word works?"

It's too much, even the leaders sitting behind the judges showed undisguised disgust, and Qian Hong's patience was exhausted, so he made a decision within 0.1 seconds, this time he must make the other party completely shut up, saving her from chirping.

"There aren't many modern words, but my favorite one is...... As soon as Qian Hong spoke, the entire auditorium burst into thunderous applause, and from the second paragraph, the audience's recitations all gathered, and many people slowly stood up from their seats, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.......

This chairman's "Spring Snow in Qinyuan" is so famous, people with a little literary knowledge know it, and you don't look at who its author is, Qian Hong stared at the face of the female judge while reciting it aloud, watching her face flush, her lips seemed to tremble, Qian Hong didn't believe that she dared to say a word at this time.

There was no suspense about what happened next, Qian Hong not only won the first place in the recitation competition, but also took a group photo with the judges and the mayor of the district, and won an unexpected honor for the shipyard children's primary school.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Ma returned to the shipyard with Qian Hong, but before Qian Hong got off the ship, the other teachers who came back first and the fifth- and sixth-grade contestants had already spread the news of what happened in the Children's Palace all over the shipyard, so that in just half a month, Qian Hong, the grandson of the Lao Tian family, suddenly became a hot star that everyone knew.

"Classmate Qian Hong, your performance this time is fantastic, I want to report to the principal and celebrate your achievements!" Teacher Ma didn't know how many times he said similar words along the way, but now Qian Hong didn't bother to defend himself, just laughed with him.

In the next second, when Qian Hong and Teacher Ma turned to the path between the bungalows, they saw a group of people gathered at the gate of the courtyard from a distance, including Principal Wang, neighbors, and my mother's colleagues.

"Crackling, crackling, crackling......" The fiery red firecrackers suddenly rang out, and in the smoke and flashes, people with smiling faces covered their ears and felt the joyful atmosphere, but who knew that Qian Hong suddenly rushed up, completely ignoring the possibility that he might be blown up by firecrackers, and he was about to drill into his yard as soon as he was a cat.