Li Haoguo glared, and immediately a little brother stood up: "Teacher, I don't agree." ”

This person's name is Lu Jiasheng, and he is the representative of the Chinese class in the class, and he is usually full of ancient Chinese skills.

And the head teacher Mao Wen also happens to be the teacher who teaches Chinese classes, so he likes him very much.

Mao Wen frowned, but seeing that Lu Jiasheng stood up, he didn't say anything, and asked, "Lu Jiasheng, if you have any questions, you can raise them again after class, it's time for class." ”

"Teacher, I'm not convinced, why is such a young child qualified to be our class leader?" Lu Jiasheng put on a righteous posture.

"Lu Jiasheng, it's class time!" Mao Wen said sharply.

"Teacher, I want to hear what he has to say. At this time, Zhang Baiyuan smiled politely at Mao Wen and looked at Lu Jiasheng, "Then you might as well tell me, how can I be qualified to be a squad leader?"

"I think being a class leader requires not only academic performance, but also a high level of emotional intelligence. Lu Jiasheng pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said.

"Then how do you measure a person's emotional intelligence?" asked Zhang Baiyuan curiously.

"With copper as a mirror, you can be dressed properly, with the ancient as a mirror, you can know the rise and fall, and with people as a mirror, you can see the gains and losses. Lu Jiasheng stared at Zhang Baiyuan: "If your ancient literary attainments can be compared to me, then I will admit that you are qualified to be the squad leader." ”

"Lu Jiasheng, I'll let you sit down. Mao Wen was a little anxious, isn't this bullying, Lu Jiasheng's level of ancient literature is known by himself, in some places even his own Chinese teacher who has taught for more than ten years is not as good as him, how can Zhang Baiyuan beat him?

She now regrets making this bet with Zhang Baiyuan, she originally wanted Zhang Baiyuan to quickly integrate with the people in the class because of this bet, although she considered that there might be people in the class who were not convinced, but she didn't expect that her class representative was the first to oppose her.

Li Haoguo sneered on the side, he has always occupied the position of class president for three years of high school, but it is not that he has not worked hard, just this Lu Jiasheng, the money he invested in him is at least 5,000 yuan, under coercion and temptation, Lu Jiasheng has become one of Li Haoguo's most loyal younger brothers, plus Li Haoguo has made a good commitment to him, after Lu Jiasheng graduated, he came to his company to apply for a screenwriter, Lu Jiasheng is now loyal to him.

"It's okay, Mr. Mao, I thought it was so difficult, it turned out that it was just a level of ancient literature, if it was compared to the age, I might not be able to compare with him. Zhang Baiyuan smiled and faced Lu Jiasheng's eyes: "Let's talk about it, how do you want to compare?"

"As long as it's an ancient text, you can compare it no matter what, Tang poems, Song Ci, Yuan songs, ancient style poems, quatrains, four books and five classics, which one do you want to compare?" Lu Jiasheng looked at Zhang Baiyuan, and his eyes slowly became confident and contemptuous.

"Don't say that I bullied you, since you mentioned the Four Books and the Five Classics, then let's talk about the Four Books and the Five Classics. Zhang Baiyuan also looked at Lu Jiasheng's eyes, "The Analects we are most familiar with." ”

"Okay, let's do it, let's each take turns to ask each other a question, and then we will come up with the question from the Analects, and the first person to make three wrong questions will lose, and I won't bully you, you can ask first, but you must also be able to answer the questions you ask. Lu Jiasheng said.

"Even if you win, you will only be affirmed by Lu Jiasheng alone, I still have so many younger brothers, I am not afraid that you can snatch my position as squad leader." Li Haoguo thought with a sneer in his seat.

Since Zhang Baiyuan entered the door, he had already discovered Li Haoguo's abnormality, and after seeing him give Lu Jiasheng a look, he could already be sure that it was Li Haoguo who made a stumbling block for himself again, and his sneer was naturally taken into Zhang Baiyuan's eyes.

There are always sons like fathers, but if there are no sons like you, how can you bring out your father's strength?

Of course, Zhang Baiyuan knew those little Jiujiu in Li Haoguo's heart, didn't he just want to give himself a dismount? Are you afraid? Just let the horse come.

"Okay, I'll come first, I'll come first, the first question: How many words are in the Analects?" asked Zhang Baiyuan.

Lu Jiasheng: ???

Gross Temperature: ???

All:???

Li Haoguo: ??? is this a comic invited by the monkey?

Lu Jiasheng said with a dark face: "I don't know, but do you know?"

Zhang Baiyuan shrugged indifferently: "Because there were no punctuation marks in ancient times, there are a total of 11,705 words." ”

Lu Jiasheng asked a little unwillingly: "How do you prove that your number is correct, if you make it up?"

Zhang Baiyuan looked at Lu Jiasheng like a mentally handicapped, and said: "Do you want me to teach you such a simple thing?" The simpler ones can be one word at a time, anyway, there are not many words, the more convenient thing is to go online, copy the full text of the Analects, paste it on the document, and it will automatically give you statistics, please, even if you emphasize emotional intelligence, you can't do without IQ. ”

Lu Jiasheng's face flushed, and he forcibly defended: "Okay, I won't count, even if you are right, now it's time for me to test you, how many Analects are there?"

Zhang Baiyuan scratched his head helplessly, can you come up with some questions by difficulty, you know how many words you practice, and you don't know how many Analects there are? He replied directly: "It is divided into 20 articles, 492 chapters, the first 10 are called the "Upper Analects", and the remaining 10 are called "The Lower Analects".

Lu Jiasheng replied confidently: "After the death of Confucius, his disciples and followers passed on his sayings from generation to generation, and gradually recorded these oral recitations, words and deeds, so it is called 'treatise'. ”

Zhang Baiyuan nodded, and then added: "Your answer is very good, but there is another way to interpret the 'treatise' of the Analects, Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty explained: "The language of the speakers, the language of the sages, the discussion of the commentators, and the Confucianism." In fact, the "Analects" also means to compile, and the so-called "Analects" refers to the compilation of the words and deeds of Confucius and his disciples. ”

Lu Jiasheng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to record this knowledge point, but he immediately reacted and glared at Zhang Baiyuan angrily: "You tease me?"

"I don't, I'm just giving you something to add, it's just two different opinions, there's no right or wrong. Zhang Baiyuan spread his hands at Lu Jiasheng, "Now it's time for you to ask." ”

Lu Jiasheng asked, "How many chapters are there in the Analects that record the words of Confucius?"

Zhang Baiyuan replied, "Chapter 444, what is the central idea of the Analects?"

Lu Jiasheng: "Benevolence, courtesy, moderation." Can you elaborate on the benevolence of it?"

Zhang Baiyuan: "The thought of the Analects has three categories that are both independent and closely interdependent: the ethical and moral category - benevolence, the social and political category - etiquette, and the epistemic method and theory category - the mean. Benevolence is, first of all, a true state in the depths of the human heart, and the ultimate in compromise must be good, and this whole state of truth and goodness is 'benevolence'. Another question is, who is the main compiler of the Analects? ”

Lu Jiasheng just wanted to say that it was 'Confucius and his disciples', but he was directly held back by Zhang Baiyuan's two words 'mainly', who knows who is the main compiler of the Analects?

Zhang Baiyuan saw Lu Jiasheng's hesitation, and didn't give him a chance to think about it, and said lightly: "The Analects is the crystallization of the collective wisdom of the disciples of Confucius. Its compilers were mainly Zhong Gong, Zi You, Zi Xia, and Zi Gong, who were worried about the loss of their teacher's way, so they first discussed drafting it to commemorate their teacher. Then finish with the few disciples who stayed in the Lu country and the disciples who passed it on again, it's time for you to ask. ”

Lu Jiasheng is sweating on his forehead now, now he has made two wrong questions, and Zhang Baiyuan is not wrong with one question, no, if he continues like this, he may lose to this child, this is not only offending the teacher, offending the teacher himself may be the next few and without the special care of the teacher, but if he offends Li Haoguo, his dream job will be gone.

No, I have to think of a difficult enough problem to stump this child.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Jiasheng's eyes once again appeared with pride, and he asked: "How to interpret the article: "How to interpret the article: 'The knower is happy (le) water, the benevolent is happy, the benevolent is happy, the benevolent is happy, and the benevolent is long." 'That sentence?'

The reason why Lu Jiasheng is full of self-confidence is because this sentence is particularly deceptive, and it is generally regarded as 'wise people love water, righteous people love mountains, wise people know how to be flexible, and benevolent and righteous people are in a peaceful state of mind.' The wise are happy, and the righteous live long. But the real meaning of this sentence does not want to be interpreted by ordinary people, Lu Jiasheng is betting on whether Zhang Baiyuan knows the true meaning of this sentence.

"Can such a simple question really stump me? It's a pity that you've been thinking about it for so long. Zhang Baiyuan glanced at Lu Jiasheng sympathetically, and replied: "The wise man's happiness, water" - the happiness of the wise, just like flowing water, read all things in the world, leisurely, and indifferent. "The benevolent are happy, the mountain" - the benevolent is like a mountain, standing tall, noble and peaceful. ”

The pride in Lu Jiasheng's eyes disappeared again, his lips trembled, and he said to Zhang Baiyuan: "It's time for you to ask." ”

Zhang Baiyuan sighed and said, "If you hadn't asked that question just now, you might have been able to talk to me for a while, but your question just now was wrong." ”

Zhang Baiyuan picked up the chalk from the podium, wrote the sentence that Lu Jiasheng said just now on the blackboard, and circled the two words 'music'.

"You are wrong here, these two words are pronounced not (le) but (yao) in this sentence. Zhang Baiyuan casually put the chalk on the desk, looked at Lu Jiasheng's eyes, and said word by word: "So, you lost." ”