Old Summer Palace.

Chen Feng looked at it, and the broken stones and pillars were lying on the ground, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

I remember in his previous life, when he first saw the Old Summer Palace, even if it was just a ruin, he was amazed by its vague momentum.

It used to be the "Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens", full of honors; Today, all that remains is ruins and bruises.

"Have you ever been to this place?" The teacher who led the team looked at Chen Feng and asked.

"I've been here," Chen Feng nodded, and replied: "I remember that the teacher said that you had time to take us to see the scenery of the imperial capital, but now you can fulfill your promise?" ”

The team leader teacher was the middle-aged man who picked up Chen Feng and his party at the train station on the first day, Sun Feng, he scratched his head, showed an embarrassed expression, and said, "Sort of, but unfortunately you are the only one who can enjoy this honor." ”

"Is my topic this time related to the Old Summer Palace?" Chen Feng asked.

"Probably, I don't know the exact arrangement, my mission is only to bring you here." Sun Feng said.

"Looks like you're professional." Chen Feng said suddenly.

"Huh?" Sun Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Anyway, I am also the first member of the organizing committee you have ever met, so it's not good to call me a professional guide." ”

As he spoke, another contestant came to the gate of the garden under the guidance of the teacher; The two teachers greeted each other, and Chen Feng and the contestant also looked at each other.

They were limited to looking at each other, and they had no intention of talking to each other.

"Let's go to the garden." After the two teachers talked for a while, the other teacher said.

"In this Old Summer Palace, there are not only landscapes, you have to feel more." Sun Feng echoed.

The four of them walked and watched...... The two teachers were not idle, one talking about the magnificence of the ruins, and the other about the destruction caused by history.

This can be regarded as an audio-visual feast, but no matter which one it is, it is too familiar to Chen Feng.

As a former North Drifter, the Old Summer Palace is as familiar to him as the back garden, and the compulsory education in the previous life also makes the three words "Old Summer Palace" have a long and profound meaning for every Chinese person.

In contrast, the other contestant was much more curious, looking around, listening quietly, earnestly and even a little anxiously, for fear that if he was not careful, he would miss something.

Before you know it, it's past noon, after all, it's summer, and the sun is still hot.

Everyone's sweat was running down their foreheads and cheeks, and everyone's wheezing was a little heavy, but they still looked tireless, walking in the lonely garden.

For Chen Feng, it was a familiar journey.

When he visited the Old Summer Palace for the first time in his previous life, he visited it with a little piety, even if his feet were blistered, he never regretted it.

Such a magnificent, majestic and bizarre place should always give birth to some magic.

It wasn't until near dusk that they were able to finish their sightseeing, walked out of the garden, found a small restaurant on the side, ordered a few dishes, and waited.

**, tired, hot, dry...... These feelings erode the pedestrian.

The waiter poured a cup of tea for the four of them, and the emerald yellow tea was accompanied by scattered and floating tea powder, which looked very bad.

No one had the heart to think about this, they drank in large gulps, and when the food was served, they all gobbled it up without the slightest politeness.

"Mr. Zheng, what exactly is our topic?" After eating, another contestant couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, just wait." Zheng Cai said this, but his expression was a little cold and dissatisfied.

"The teacher who came out of the question should be coming soon, he should have been delayed, so he missed the time." Sun Feng added.

The four of them waited at the table for nearly half an hour, and a man walked into the restaurant with hurried steps and sat down at their table.

Without saying a word, he picked up a plate of leftovers from the table and ate it with a snort, which was completely inconsistent with his thin figure.

The four of them looked at the man without saying a word.

The two teachers naturally know that this is the teacher who asked the question this time, Takahashi; And the two contestants can also guess the identity of the man.

Takahashi ate at a surprisingly fast pace, the leftovers on the table quickly disappeared under his sweeping sweep, and finally, he burped and leaned back in his chair.

"Comfortable." Takahashi commented in a lazy tone.

"Mr. Gao, it's time to give a topic, we will receive the manuscript the day after tomorrow, you do it like this, but the writing time of these two contestants has been drastically reduced by a day and a night." Zheng Cai sneered.

"I'm sorry," Takahashi said nonchalantly, "but I don't think you two mind too much." ”

He looked at the two contestants and asked with a smile.

"Don't mind." Chen Feng and another contestant shook their heads together, this kind of overwhelming and straightforward inquiry, the element of show is obviously heavier.

"You," Zheng Cai looked like he was about to get angry, and was quickly stopped by Sun Feng on the side.

"Since the organizing committee appointed me as the teacher of the question, I have my own measure of what to do, and you must be able to guess the question I came up with, and one day is more than enough." Takahashi said.

"Then may I ask, what is Mr. Gao's topic? What does it have to do with this Old Summer Palace? Zheng Cai asked through gritted teeth.

"Do you remember the big project that those people in the inner courtyard made up a while ago?" Takahashi changed his words and asked.

"About the one who rebuilt the Old Summer Palace?" Zheng Cai asked rhetorically.

"That's right, those little guys are talking about wanting to recreate the former glory of the Old Summer Palace, saying that it is not only the Old Summer Palace that is rebuilt, but also the spirit, they quote scriptures, design drawings, and make a fuss, plus some people are ready to move, it really makes the people above pay attention to it, and almost start construction, fortunately, in the end, Mr. Li came forward and stopped this matter." Takahashi scoffed.

"Let them say that the sky is falling, but in the final analysis, it is still for their own interests, the reconstruction of the Old Summer Palace, once it starts, I don't know how many people will bring benefits, these guys who are hungry for profit are really hateful." In this matter, Zheng Cai and Takahashi are the same enemy.

"Mr. Li is sensible and well-informed, but there are always some people who are noisy and promote the benefits of the reconstruction of the Old Summer Palace on various platforms, and even splash sewage on Mr. Li. Takahashi Road.

"Do you mean to ask the contestants to write essays opposing the rebuilding of the Old Summer Palace and denouncing the practices of those people?" Zheng Cai said, with a little less anger in his tone and more approval: "But these are only two contestants, it's not enough." ”

"No, if we deliberately take the opposition to the reconstruction of the Old Summer Palace as the topic, and the articles of those contestants as the sword in our hands, wouldn't that tarnish the word literature?" Takahashi looked at the two contestants and said righteously.

"That?" Zheng Cai was a little confused.

"Destruction and reconstruction, which is a good topic in itself, why impose confinement on top of it?" Takahashi said, his tone inflammatory.

"I know that the performance of both of you in the preliminary round is very impressive, and the topic I came up with this time is to write an article about the destruction and reconstruction of the Old Summer Palace, no matter which point of view you hold, I will uphold the principle of fairness in judging the score."