But most foreign journalists' knowledge of Wang Huan is limited to piano masters and singers. So when I saw Wang Huan appear here, there was something strange in my eyes.

"What is Master Wang Huan doing here?"

"Does he want to compete with the island or South Korea?"

"Oh God, it's a cultural exchange. What does he think he can do?"

"Kane, it's not surprising that many of the meetings in China are attended by irrelevant people. ”

"Is that so?"

"It seems that your understanding of Huaxia is still on the superficial surface. ”

In the international conference hall, there was a commotion.

At this time, the people of the four countries had also noticed Wang Huan, and before they came, they had already collected detailed information about everyone in the Chinese literary circle. Wang Huan, of course, is among them.

Asano said to Park Jaetian next to him in fluent English: "This person is Wang Huan, although he is not a person in the Chinese literary circle, but he has written several poems of a considerable level, and is praised as a genius by the Chinese people." It seems that the Huaxia people have brought him to the rescue. ”

Park Zaitian smiled faintly: "For Wang Huan, of course we have researched. This man has only written a few poems from front to end, and they must have been prepared a long time ago, and I even suspect that he found these things in some ancient tomb, and then took them for himself and showed them off. Otherwise, if you really want to create such good poems on the spot, the ancient poets, immortals, poets and saints can't do it. ”

Sobra just smiled and took over the topic: "That's right, so if he dares to go down and fight us, let's poke this person's face." Let him be a big shame in front of the Huaxia people. ”

This time, the four countries came to China together, and they had been planning for a long time, and the team had been studying the topic of asking the Chinese people at the exchange meeting for several months.

So this time, there was no pressure in everyone's hearts.

The time came to half past eight in the morning.

After one of the leaders finished speaking.

A host said: "The spiritual realm of a nation depends on its cultural inheritance, and the history of a person's spiritual development is the history of his cultural reading." Since ancient times, China has been a people with a brilliant culture, and in the vast river of thousands of years, our ancients have left countless cultural treasures to future generations. Because of this, we can all read countless intellectual wealth in books. At the same time, it can also spread Chinese culture all over the world. So that other countries in the world can also appreciate the splendor of Chinese culture. ”

"The original intention of holding the cultural exchange meeting is to allow people from other countries in the world to have in-depth exchanges with us in Chinese culture. This time, the island countries, the Republic of Korea, Russia, and Indonesia formed a cultural delegation to China, and we would like to extend a warm welcome. I hope that the next exchange meeting can make everyone collide with different wonderful. ”

Bang Bang Bang!

Accompanied by warm applause.

Asano of the island country stood up and looked at the host with blazing eyes: "This gentleman, what you said is very good. The exchange meeting is only wonderful when it collides. In yesterday's cultural exchange, we exchanged some problems with Huaxia, but we found that it did not achieve our expected results. Because I think the level of culture in China seems to be lower than we think. This is very disappointing for us. After all, our four-nation delegation came to study Chinese culture, but now you are not even as good as us, so what kind of knowledge do you use to impart it to us? If today's exchange meeting is still like yesterday, I don't think there is any need to continue this exchange meeting. Maybe we learn better in our own country. ”

The faces of those present changed slightly.

Everyone did not expect that today's exchange meeting had just begun, and the island countries showed an aggressive momentum.

What Asano said just now made no secret of his contempt for Huaxia, which made many Chinese people angry.

There was a lot of talk in the conference hall.

"It's so infuriating. ”

"What do you pretend to be?"

"Made, you have the ability to randomly draw questions and have a fair duel. ”

"That's right, every time they come up with their own questions, these shameless guys have already figured out the answer, what else do we have to compare?"

"There is no way, they are under the banner of asking for advice, and we can't refuse at all. ”

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Asano sneered in his heart. It's just that to his slight surprise, the host did not lose his temper like yesterday, but smiled at his words: "Mr. Asano, you are right. There is an old saying in China: the master is the teacher. If Mr. Asano thinks he can outperform us in Chinese culture, then of course I will bow down. ”

Hey?

Hearing the host's words, the members of the four countries all muttered in their hearts, could it be that the Chinese people just admit defeat like this? But this is better, if the Chinese people can take the initiative to admit defeat, then when the reporters shoot this scene, it will definitely be able to produce explosive repercussions in the world, and we will see what kind of face they have to stand in the world in the future.

Asano immediately said, "Very well, since that's the case." So let's start today's communication competition. Today I have another question about ancient poetry that I would like to consult Huaxia Fang. Moderator, who are you going to answer this question?"

Wan Xiwen guessed correctly.

Today's exchange meeting, sure enough, it was Asano who made the first attack.

Before the host could speak, Wang Huan smiled slightly and stood up: "I'll come." ”

He's coming!

He's really coming!

Seeing Wang Huan stand up, the Huaxia reporter instantly smacked like chicken. Almost all the spears and cannons were aimed at Wang Huan. Many foreign journalists looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.

Asano didn't look at Wang Huan, but glanced at Wan Xiwen and the others, and said loudly: "What's the matter? Is there no one in Huaxia? Need a junior to stand up?"

Wang Huan frowned slightly, and suddenly showed a bright smile: "Mr. Asano's words are wrong. I thought you really understood how much Chinese culture you knew, but now you don't seem to know anything!"

A hint of fierceness flashed in Asano's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wang Huan, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Huan smiled and said: "Mr. Asano, haven't you heard a sentence? Soldier against soldier, general against general, emperor against emperor." With your status, there is no need to alarm the other seniors, just send me out. As for yesterday's incident, it is because we Chinese people see that you are guests from afar, and give you a little sweetness. After all, China is a big country, and we can't let our guests lose face too much, right? Since you have already tasted the sweetness yesterday, then I will only officially be sent out today to communicate with you. ”

Asano sneered: "It's pointless to talk so fast. ”

Wang Huan smiled and said nothing.

Asano continued: "Okay, since you are here to communicate with us on behalf of Huaxia. Then listen, before I came to China, a friend gave me a sentence, I thought about it for a long time and didn't know what it meant, and now I want to ask you, do you dare to listen to the question?"

Wang Huan: "Please speak." ”

Asano did not speak, but came to the stage, took out a small blackboard and a piece of chalk from the side, and wrote a sentence on it:

[Where is the sunset, the horse is in the west, the heart is in love, the morning is in the body]

Next, Asano looked at Wang Huan, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was strong oppressive: "It's this sentence, I really can't understand it, I don't know if Mr. Wang Huan can explain it to me?"

When Asano finished speaking, the conference hall became noisy.

"What do you mean?"

"It's a mess. ”

"There must be a deep meaning, otherwise Asano wouldn't have brought it up. ”

"It seems familiar to me, but I can't remember. ”

Wang Huan's eyes stared at this sentence, and suddenly he also got up and walked towards the stage, picked up another pen, and also left a line of big characters on the blackboard:

[When Ma Rufei returned from enjoying the flowers, it was twilight when he woke up slightly]

Throw away the chalk.

He clapped his hands and looked at Asano with a faint smile.

Asano frowned: "Mr. Wang Huan, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Huan said calmly: "Mr. Asano, didn't you just ask me for advice? This is my answer. ”

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