The game is over.

Everyone also chatted with a joke mentality.

Ma Qi said to the team leader: "This time it is divided into male and female camps, because the people in the female teacher group are not very good at drinking, so they also pulled Zhang Ye over, and the last question is also compared by Teacher Liao and Zhang Ye." ”

Team Leader Yu was stunned: "Compared to what?"

Ma Qi said: "The poem is titled 'husband and wife'. ”

Team Leader Yu looked at Liao Qi and said with a smile: "Lao Liao is writing poems again?"

Liao Qi smiled and said: "Yes, I can't play on the spot, I can't get on the stage, Team Leader Yu is an expert, you give me a detailed look and correct it." ”

Team Leader Yu shook his hand and said: "I'll just take a look, I can't talk about correction, if you really want to talk about writing poetry, you are much taller than me." ”

Liao Qi laughed, "Team Leader Yu is modest. ”

Suna also came at this time, "I still think Mr. Zhang's poems are good, just when the team leader Yu came, let the team leader give an evaluation, you are authoritative." ”

A female teacher from Peking University also said: "Yes, you can take a look." ”

As the leader of the language proposition group, the first person in charge, Yu Fan's qualifications are naturally needless to say, among all the members of the language group are among the best, whether in the education or academic circles have high achievements, in literature, everyone must be convinced of the group leader, since so many people can't tell who wins and who loses, each has its own opinion, then, simply listen to the opinions of experts.

Team Leader Yu promised, "Okay." ”

In the blink of an eye, he had already walked in front of two poems.

The rest of the crowd was also gathered not far behind.

"Married as a husband and wife, love is not doubted......" After Yu Group leader read a sentence, he couldn't help but nod his head, "Good poem." After reading it......, Team Leader Yu suddenly didn't say a word, stared at the work for a long time, and did not comment on a good poem after reading Liao Qi's poem, but fell into contemplation.

The people did not know why.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. ”

"Is there something wrong with Zhang Ye's poems?"

"Why didn't Team Leader Yu speak?"

Li Rui from the Chinese group blinked her eyes and said to the team leader: "Teacher Zhang Ye's poems, the topic is not clear enough, not complete enough, only writes about the husband's state of mind, does not describe the wife, in contrast, Mr. Liao's poems are perfect and neat, although this game is just set to be a draw, but I think Mr. Liao has won." ”

Ma Qi said: "If you compare calligraphy, then needless to say, Zhang Ye's calligraphy skills have already entered the room, not amateurs can compare, but just talking about this poem, I also think that Mr. Liao wins." ”

Team Leader Yu still didn't say anything.

A second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Suddenly, Team Leader Yu's eyes lit up, and he turned around coldly and asked, "This is written by Teacher Zhang Ye?"

Li Ruihu said suspiciously: "Yes." ”

Team Leader Yu gasped, turned his head, and stared at the poem for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he looked at it, the more bitter he smiled.

Everyone was in a fog and didn't understand what Team Leader Yu was doing.

Dean Pan spoke, "Old Yu, you sleepwalk, in the end, that poem is higher, you quickly squeak." "Dean Pan doesn't understand poetry and songs, he has been dealing with numbers all his life, and he can't understand these.

Hearing this, Team Leader Yu shook his head with a smile, "Who is better?"

"yes. ”

"Team Leader Yu, don't sell it. ”

"Who's better?"

"I think it's a tie, right?"

Everyone was anxious to know.

After listening to everyone's words, Team Leader Yu also smiled, "If you want to say who is better or who is better, I really can't say, because these two poems are not a matter of being superior at all, these two poems ...... It's not a realm at all, a draw, a draw, a draw, which of you decides?" he said with a smile on his face.

Li Rui sighed, "It's not a realm?"

March was stunned, "Isn't it?"

Team Leader Yu didn't think about it and said: "You still need to ask who won? Obviously, Mr. Zhang Ye's poem won, and there is no suspense about winning! The difference between the two poems is not a little bit!"

When Liao Qi heard this, his face immediately turned not very good-looking, "Oh?"

Zhang Ye, who was not far away, also heard it and glanced over here.

Suna was also surprised, "I do think Mr. Zhang's "Husband and Wife" is a little better, but it's just a little, right?

Dean Pan asked, "Is there such a big gap?"

A female teacher said, "Won't you?"

A male teacher from Tsinghua University said: "Aren't these two songs about the same, how can you see them?"

Many people stared at Zhang Ye's "Husband Remembering Wife" again because of Team Leader Yu's words, and wanted to take a closer look, but they couldn't understand it, and what Li Rui said was indeed that he really had to bite the text and chew the words, Zhang Ye's "Husband and Wife" did not have Liao Qi's poem title, why was his poem so highly regarded by Team Leader Yu?

Team Leader Yu glanced at Li Rui and said, "Just now you said, Teacher Zhang Ye didn't have enough questions?"

Li Rui said: "Yes, I really don't understand why you respect this poem "Husband and Wife" so much, if there is another wife and husband in this poem, it will be considered complete, and it can be compared to Mr. Liao's work, after all, this is not free play, but has a limited scope of topics. ”

Team Leader Yu laughed, "Wife Yifu?"

March said, "yes." ”

Team Leader Yu smiled and said, "What if I say, is there in this poem?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Huh?"

"What's there?"

"Wife and husband?"

"Where is it?"

"yes, why didn't I see it!"

"Khan, what did Team Leader Yu say? Isn't this "Husband Remembering Wife", from beginning to end, it is the husband's thoughts about his wife, where is the description of the wife?"

Everyone was a little dazed and really didn't understand.

Team Leader Yu didn't cough anymore, glanced at the poem in amazement, raised his hand and pointed to it, "This poem is not as simple as you seem on the surface, and it is definitely impossible for Xiao Zhang to write it casually, the mystery in this, you can read the poem backwards to know!"

Suna was stunned, "What?"

Liao Qi: "Read it backwards?"

Li Rui was stunned and said, "What do you read backwards? How do you read them backwards?"

Team Leader Yu smiled: "Don't believe it, then you can read it backwards and try it." ”

Everyone looked over with the mentality of trying it out, and looked at the last two sentences of Zhang Ye's poem, the lonely lamp kept watch at night, and the husband remembered his wife and father.

Reading backwards?

Someone unbelievably recited it:

"Son...... Memory...... Father...... ...... Wife...... Memory...... Husband ...... "However, as soon as I read a sentence, as soon as I read this, everyone was suddenly confused!

"This, this ......"

"Oh my God!"

Wife and husband!

What a wife and husband!

What is the situation?

Suna was shocked, and hurriedly continued to read it, louder than the other:

"Lonely, long vigil lamp lonely. ”

"There is no news of the late return of the geese. ”

"It's been a long time since people blocked the way. ”

"Poetry and success are difficult to write. ”

"I'm afraid of an empty jug when I drink a wine glass. ”

"I have seen a few acquaintances. ”

"The water is far away from the mountains...... Dry eyes!"

When the whole poem was read backwards from the last word to the first word, all the teachers present, including Tsinghua University, Peking University, and Renmin University, were stunned!

Extremely neat!

Rhyme?

And the artistic conception of this poem is different when read backwards and backwards!

The whole thing is to change a poem and change an artistic conception!

Reading it is a husband remembering a wife! Reading it is a wife remembering a husband! This is simply incredible!

Suna shouted, "Holy!"

A female teacher from Peking University: "Damn!"

A female teacher at a polytechnic college: "Damn!"

Liao Qi: "......"

Li Rui gasped!

March is stupid!

Dean Pan is stupid!

The other teachers also looked stupid!

In the crowd, a young female teacher suddenly shouted, "Palindrome!

Everyone didn't know what words to use to express their feelings at the moment, and probably only one "I cǎo" was the most direct way to express it!

That's awesome, isn't it?

Isn't that incredible?

Thanks to Fang Cai, Suna and a few female teachers from Peking University still complained about why Zhang Ye didn't care, why he wrote a poem casually and didn't take it seriously, who would think that people weren't at all! Zhang Ye didn't write casually at all! Can he write a poem that can be read backwards? I can take a look at any one of them! This is obviously a poem written by Zhang Ye with his heart! And it was played on the spot! He wrote it without even lifting a pen!

Draw?

Tie?

Now that I think about the conclusion that everyone has made before, it is simply making people laugh out of their big teeth, what kind of draw is this, what kind of draw is this, what Team Leader Yu said, these two poems are not at the same level at all! Liao Qi's poems are far inferior to Zhang Ye's poems even if they are raised by four or five grades! They are far from Zhang Ye's poems! This is the gap between the level and level of the author, and it is a kind of disparity that cannot be made up with any words and skills!

Liao Qi stopped squeaking.

A few Tsinghua teachers who had been struggling to pry Zhang Ye on the field and stir up trouble before stopped squeaking! The level gap was too big, and they didn't know what to say! Compared with Zhang Ye's poetry and songs? This incident may have been a big joke from the beginning!

Many people looked at Zhang Ye at this time, just like looking at a fairy!

There are still people who are still reading Zhang Ye's poem as if they are crazy, and their eyeballs can't be pulled out as if they have been pierced into it, reading it over and over again, reading it right and backwards, and every time I finish reading, I have the urge to shout "I'm going to you-two-grandma-grandma", this poem ...... You're so fucking amazing!

Over there, Suna suddenly walked up quickly and rolled up Zhang Ye's poem, took the rice paper and said, "I didn't grab the "Mulan Poem" last time, don't say anything, Teacher Zhang, this word is given to me." ”

Zhang Ye smiled and spread his hands, "Whatever." ”

But the others stopped, and many people went up to grab it.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

"Cortana, don't move!"

"Teacher Su, what is yours, I still want it!"

"Xiao Su, this poem is for me, I'll invite you to eat for a month when I go back!"

"Teacher Zhang Ye, send me!"