Chapter 90: Handsome Guy, Dou Shi?

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It's pitch black.

In the courtyard, the camera, which was forgotten to be turned off by a careless cameraman, clearly recorded all this.

"Teacher Zhang, this is not very good. At this time, Lu Chen was still a young man, and he didn't have the thick skin of Zhang Can.

"You can't do this," Zhang Can frowned, looking at him with hatred, "We have to fight for our own rights." ”

"But, this one, not very good. Lu Chen refused.

"Then you wait here, I'll go and explore first. Zhang Can pretended not to hear his refusal, and crept out of the room. jumped and ran out of Yu Yue'er's window.

Lu Chen followed him a little helplessly.

"Woo woo ho Zhang Can whispered a secret signal.

"Get out!" Yes, Yu Yue'er responded to his code, and at the same time, threw a shoe out and drove the dog...... No, it's a code in response to him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. Zhang Can issued a secret signal again.

"What are you doing?" the Queen's voice was clear, apparently not resting yet.

"You throw Yaya out, I brought Lu Chen who received it. ”

"Get out!" Yu Yue'er responded to Zhang Can's code again.

In the end, after Zhang Can's struggle, the maid, who was neatly dressed and obviously didn't sleep, was helplessly thrown out. and was picked up by Lu Chen.

Zhang Can finally entered Yu Yue'er's room smoothly.

……

"I knew you wouldn't stop," Yu Yue'er said helplessly, "We didn't sleep, so we knew you had to come." ”

"Really?" Zhang Can looked puzzled.

"Yes. Yu Yue'er rolled her eyes, she was completely helpless, this reality show, if it can be real, it can be real, anyway, there is no face.

"Then let's sleep. ”

"Get out!"

……

β€œYou say that you love rain,

but you open your umbrella when it rains...

……

You say that you love me too...”

"Da Can, what do you mean by this?" Yu Yue'er held something similar to a leaflet and shook it and asked.

"I'll see. Zhang Can took it.

They now roam the streets of England. That's right, six people plus six videographers, lined up in a big line, and walked together.

"This means that the poetry contest has begun. Zhang Can said.

"There are poems in England, too!" said the girl in surprise.

After speaking, she thought that this was in a foreign country, and she looked around in fright, for fear of being beaten.

"This one is about the detective novel contest to begin. Zhang Can pointed to the kind that Lu Chen was looking at.

"Is this month all competitions?" Yu Yue'er opened a magazine, and at a glance it looked like it was full of various competitions.

"It has nothing to do with us. The Sultan said.

"I'm still curious about the poetry contest, what does this mean, is it a poem?" asked Yaya.

"yes. Zhang Can explained, "You said you like rain,

But when it rains, you open your umbrella;

You say you like the sun,

But when the sun is shining,

but thou hast hid thou in the shade;

You say you like the wind,

But when the breeze blows,

But you closed the window.

I'm afraid you love me the same. ”

"What a feeling. Yu Yue'er sighed.

"It's very meaningful," Zhang Can said, "but if it is Chinese, then this poem will obviously be more meaningful." ”

"Why do you say that? Is it because it would be more beautiful when translated into Chinese?" Yu Yue'er asked.

I beg to differ. ”

The first person to oppose turned out to be Ni Xin, who has always admired Zhang Can very much.

The cameraman quickly turned the camera on the two of them.

"Every language has its own unique charm," Ni Xin said, "and the transformation of Shakespeare's poems into Chinese does not reflect his original beauty." ”

The lack of culture has made Chinese people unconfident in their own language.

Zhang Can was very angry, he said, "All languages do have their own beauty, but Chinese is undoubtedly the most beautiful. ”

"But what you have just translated cannot compare to the beauty of the original text. Ni Xin looked like a fan of Shakespeare, and he said with a frown.

"You want to be beautiful, right," Zhang Can also made a par with Ni Xin, "If I can make him more beautiful than the original text, what should you do?"

"It is impossible to understand the deep meaning of the original text, and it is impossible to be more beautiful than the original text. Adaptation will only make the poems hollow and dull!" Ni Xin also said.

Although there were many excellent poets in ancient China, not many of their poems have been handed down.

This has also led to many people in China worshipping foreign poets to the extreme!

What a bargain!

Chinese poetry is obviously the most beautiful in the world!

"You said that the smoke and rain were slight, and the Lanting looked far away;

You said that the spring was splendid, with green sleeves and red fragrance;

You say that the soft breeze blows, and you are drunk and meditate, and then you close the doors and windows, and the tent becomes a death.

You say that you are tender and soft, how to forget each other, but my eyes are slightly turning, and I am frosty. ”

Zhang Can casually changed it and said, "Isn't this more beautiful? Is it more beautiful in Chinese?"

"It's great!" Yu Yue'er happily supported him and said, "There is a kind of artistic conception of Yanyu Jiangnan!"

"Yes, it's so literary!" the girl shouted happily.

As for Lu Chen, he has always maintained the image of Zhang Can's little fan brother.

"Modern poetry is like this, if it is beautiful, it is not as good as the original text. Ni Xin said.

Every man has his own opinion, and that is it. It's a pity that Zhang Can is a person who admits death, and he has to convince Ni Xin today.

"Love the rain but are afraid of the wet embroidered clothes, and the sun is biased towards leaning under the tree.

The desire to wind always closes the window, telling the slave how to pay Yi. ”

Zhang Can recited another five-character quatrain.

"Great! The male god is fighting poetry!" the girl exclaimed!

Ni Xin was on the side, a little unsure how to speak. What is a fighting poem, fighting poetry is a poem between two people, he, his English is actually average, and he can't recite so many Shakespeare's poems at all. Otherwise, I wouldn't have recognized it just now, but I didn't know until Zhang Can translated. If you say it, you don't prove that your statement is wrong.

After all, the poems of Shakespeare, which he loved, were also translated.

"It's just a bit long, I don't even remember it. Yaya said.

Ziyan Mu Yu, open the umbrella to avoid it. Ziyan is good and yang, but he rejects it.

Ziyan is happy, and the family leaves. Ziyan grows old, and I am afraid of it. It's not going to be long. Zhang Can smiled and recited a version of a poem.

"Xiao Zhang, good translation!" said the Sultan.

Seeing that everyone was standing on Zhang Can's side, Ni Xin couldn't wipe off his face.

"Junle opens the umbrella branches in the rain, and Junle covers the sun in the forest during the day,

Junle wind is up, and Junle is devouring my heart. ”

Zhang Can recited another song of the Lisao version of the reaction.

"Teacher Ni, admit it, Chinese is broad and profound, you can tell me, if Chinese poems are changed to English, what will be left?"

Ni Xin, "......"

Zhang Can, "If you don't agree with my point of view, I still have a five-character poem version, a seven-character quatrain version, and a seven-character finale version." Choose from each version!"

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat and admit defeat. Ni Xin said helplessly, he won't admit defeat again, this Zhang Can is going to be here all day!

"I now know that there are really people in this world who can make a chapter!" said the Sultan with a smile.

"That's right, that's my Dacan!" Yu Yue'er said happily, completely no longer the appearance when she was angry at night and smashed Zhang Can with shoes.

"It's not that I'm good, it's that I'm good at Chinese. Zhang Can said. "There is no other language in the world that has such a beautiful rhythm as Chinese!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Ni Xin said helplessly.

In fact, when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed the case, translated from Chinese to English, and the artistic conception in it all ceased to exist.

"Oh!" Yu Yue'er suddenly realized and shouted, "I understand!"

"What do you understand?" asked Zhang Can.

"I know how to translate, and I can also compose poems!" Yu Yue'er is like an initiation at this moment, and the poems are flourishing!

"Papapa!" Zhang Can stood and applauded, don't speak at all at this time, just applaud!

Yu Yue'er took a deep breath and shouted at Zhang Can,

"You have the ability to love rainy days, you have the ability not to use umbrellas;

You have the ability to love the sun, you have the ability not to take advantage of the cold;

You have the ability to love the wind, you have the ability not to close the window;

You have the ability to say you love me, you have the ability to pick up soap!"

The whole street was silent.

"Okay! good poetry!" Zhang Can suddenly shouted, applauding, "It's better to be ashamed of yourself." ”

"Really?" Yu Yue'er said happily.

"Yes, yes, that's right!" Zhang Can nodded frantically.

Where's your face!!, the four people next to him were speechless.

"My Shakespeare's poems!" Ni Xin was saddened that his Shakespeare's poems had been adapted like this.

"Teacher Ni, you don't have to be sad," Zhang Can leaned next to him and whispered, "This poem 'I Am Afraid' is a poem by the Turkish poet Qyazzirah Syeikh Ariffin. It's not Shakespeare's, you don't have to be sad. ”

Ni Xin, "......" friends!

In the UK, perhaps fearing that they would get lost while doing their mission here?

The rest of the trip turned out to be a tour.

After the unilateral imposition of overwhelming poems, everyone was speechless all the way!

It's boring, okay?!

As it turned out, they only played for two hours in the UK and ...... Returned home.

So we went to the UK just to make a point?

But Zhang Can thought too well, and soon, after returning to China, they ushered in their first mission.

To the three little babies.

Class......