Half an hour later, the doctor informed the old man to save the day and rescue him.

There is no danger to life now, but it needs to be recuperated.

I guess I won't be able to participate in this Chinese poetry conference.

"Woo woo, boy, come on." The old man held Yi Cheng's hands, "Work together with our share, I will cheer for you in front of the TV." ”

"Okay, okay uncle, you have a good rest."

"You must be victorious and eventually become dependents!"

"Uncle, you really have to rest."

Yi Cheng sighed helplessly.

You see, the heart is saved, but the brain is obviously not very bright, and the idioms are all used incorrectly, right?

Only the goddess of literature, Yong, looked at the uncle with strange and complicated eyes, and then looked at Yi Cheng.

……

This one is two hours long, and the interview has been a long time coming.

Fortunately, Yicheng and their numbers are relatively low, so it is not their turn yet.

It is now in its sixth batch.

That is, group 60.

Go in 10 groups at a time.

There are still 3 groups to get to them.

The young lady who wore the costume of the Republic of China before was the 83rd group, and she was in the same batch as them, and she hadn't entered yet.

……

The two men sat down again.

Most of the number of people had gone, and the old man who had been sitting next to them had been replaced by two teenagers of their same age.

Both of them were wearing black tunics and looked very spirited.

One of them had a flat head, and the other had a small middle.

It's also strange to say.

Yi Cheng didn't quite understand why these poets were so fond of the clothes of the past.

Cultural heritage is something that comes from the inside out, and it doesn't have much to do with what you wear.

However, people have the freedom to dress, and even if they don't wear clothes, you don't have the right to care about them.

"I brought mung bean cake, would you like to eat some?"

The flat-headed boy took out a few mung bean cakes from his schoolbag and handed them to Yi Cheng.

But judging from his gaze, this kid's gaze was completely focused on Mo Xiaotian's body.

"Okay."

Yi Cheng took it, and it was almost time for lunch.

If they had known that the interview would be so long, they might as well come back in the afternoon.

The flat-headed young man was very promising, he didn't give the mung bean cake to Yi Cheng and let him pass it to Mo Xiaotian, but stood up and handed the mung bean cake over by himself.

"Thank you."

The goddess of literature nodded politely.

This made the flat-headed lad's heart flutter.

"By the way, my name is Sun Shaowei, and this is my partner Li Junjie."

He took the initiative to make introductions.

Yi Cheng sighed, what an enthusiastic classmate.

"Oh." Mo Xiaotian nodded and took a bite of the mung bean cake.

The mung bean cake is just the right sweetness, and it is soft in the mouth, which is delicious.

The flat-headed young man looked at her expectantly.

The goddess costume didn't see it.

"Well, my name is Yi Cheng, and her name is Mo Xiaotian, uh-huh......"

Yi Cheng let out a muffled grunt in pain.

"Sorry I accidentally stepped on your foot."

Mo Xiaotian stepped on the surface of his feet and jumped on the ground twice.

"I've been losing weight lately and have to eat standing up."

You did it on purpose, didn't you?

Yi Cheng looked at her angrily.

Definitely on purpose!

……

Mo Xiaotian straightened her skirt and sat down again.

She leaned her head against the wall.

Due to Yi Cheng's covering, Sun Shaowei couldn't see her face.

"Why don't we play a game?"

The flat-headed teenager proposed.

His partner looked up in surprise.

It can be seen that the partner is very nervous, completely immersed in the fear of the interview later, and has not had time to think about the opportunity in front of him.

But after coming into contact with the flat-headed boy's gaze, he immediately came to his senses.

This is the organization asking me to be a wingman.

"Okay." Yi Cheng laughed, "It's kind of boring for us to wait here anyway." ”

After he finished speaking, he took a bite of the mung bean cake.

"Boring."

The goddess of literature said lightly.

"Don't do that."

Yi Cheng stabbed her with his elbow.

"Then let's play poetry solitaire, shall we?" Sun Shaowei proposed, "This is also the way to play the poetry conference, the four of us take turns, the last word of the first poem or word must be the first word of the next sentence, if you can't answer, you will lose." ”

"Mm-hmm, that's interesting."

Yi Cheng thought to himself, since he successfully practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture, he hadn't tried it well, and now it should be a small test.

"Then start with me, then Xiaotian, then Junjie, and then Yicheng...... Is this order good? ”

"I'm not familiar with you, so you might as well call me by my full name." The goddess of literature raised her chin haughtily and said coldly.

“……”

I don't know why, but I feel that the temperature inside is a few degrees lower.

The young lady of the Republic of China next to her covered her mouth and snickered, looking at them with interest.

Compared with Sun Shaowei, Li Junjie is obviously much shy.

He just eats mung bean cake with his head bored, and then is ready to answer at any time.

Starting with Sun Shaowei, he first said: "People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon follows people." ”

After he finished these two poems, Mo Xiaotian's face darkened.

The young lady of the Republic of China smiled happily.

She thought to herself, this young man is quite talented, and it is really high-level to flirt with girls in this way.

[People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon goes with people. 】

These two poems are from the great poet Li Bai's "Ask the Wine to the Moon, the Old Man and the Old Man Jia Chun Order to Ask It"

This poem begins with drinking and asking the moon and ends with inviting the moon to drink, through the description of the sea and sky scene and the sigh of the passage of time and the shortness of life, showing the author's broad mind and elegant and chic character.

[People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon goes with people. 】

The original meaning is that people can never chase and climb the bright moon, but the moon walks closely with people

However, Sun Shaowei obviously has other intentions in quoting here-

He compared Mo Xiaotian to the proud bright moon in the sky.

You are like the bright moon in the sky, I have worked hard to climb, how can I not reach it.

You see, how painful and boring it is.

However, on another level, he is also equivalent to praising Mo Xiaotian.

You are like the moon in the sky, noble and bright.

So what to do?

Although you are unattainable, but what about you, when I leave, don't you also accompany me?

Even if it's a good wish, even if it's wishful thinking on my part, isn't that a beautiful thing?

The young lady of the Republic of China is full of admiration in her heart, the young man can, how old is he and he can't hang the sky?

The next thing to do is to see how Mo Xiaotian responds.

The next one has to start with the word.

There are not many verses in history that begin with the beginning.

Mo Xiaotian didn't raise his head, and replied lightly, "Feel free to rest in spring." ”

Sun Shaowei listened to it with a dazzle.

This poem comes from Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling Autumn Twilight" in the Tang Dynasty, [Feel free to rest in spring, and Wang Sun can stay. It means that although the beauty of spring has faded, the autumn scenery in front of you is enough to linger.

That's full of hints.

But the young lady of the Republic of China doesn't think so.

She thinks that's what it literally means—

The beauty of spring has dissipated, so stop nostalgic for spring and go find your autumn scenery!

"Rest, Rest......"

Li Junjie was eating mung bean cake while meditating.

emmm……

Finish birds.

Rest is a unique word.

"Ahem, ahem......" he coughed violently.

"......" Sun Shaowei didn't expect to answer two sentences, and they lost.

"We threw in the towel. Let's start with Junjie, this time we relax the rules, and the homophonic words are right, okay? Sun Shaowei proposed.

"I don't have a problem." Mo Xiaotian happily crossed his little feet.

The young lady of the Republic of China let out an exclamation in her heart-

Although the one named Yicheng is not very good.

This chick is a fierce rival!

She couldn't help but sit upright and take a good look.

Li Junjie was so ashamed that his face was flushed.

The second round starts with him, "falling lightly on the embroidery curtain, curtain." This poem is from Cao Xueqin's "Funeral Flower Yin"

It's easy.

Yi Cheng smiled and replied, "It's raining outside the curtain"

Sun Shao connected with homophony, "The cicada noise forest is more quiet"

Mo Xiaotian didn't raise his head, "He was speechless." ”

"Choke, choke, it's not good."

Li Junjie grabbed his throat with his hands and a pained expression.

"It's over, he's stuck in the mung bean cake!"

……

Miss Nationalist suddenly understood.

This girl is using a special way to dissuade her rivals.

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