Chapter Ninety-Nine: Interview

"Are we wearing the wrong clothes?"

After Yi Cheng and Mo Xiaotian sat down, he asked suspiciously.

The goddess of literature gave him an unhappy look.

Looking aroundβ€”

"Look at that young lady, wearing a Hanfu."

Listening to Yi Cheng's words, the goddess of literature couldn't wait to slap him to death.

"That's the Republic of China jacket!"

In the early years of the Republic of China, under the influence of female students who returned from studying in Japan, the style of the jacket skirt tended to be simple and fitted, and there were many changes in the placket, collar, sleeves and hem, forming various styles. Among them, the short jacket and long skirt are favored by young female students for their simple, concise and elegant style, and have become one of the main forms of female student clothing

A jacket refers to a jacket with a lining.

The skirt of the Republic of China period was a horse-faced skirt.

Figuratively speaking, it is the female students of the Republic of China who often appear in TV and movies, that is, the skirt.

The upper body has a straight collar and a large inverted sleeve with a blue background.

The lower body is a black cloth apron.

The boy who came with him in the Republic of China jacket and skirt happened to be wearing a fuchsia coat, which is the kind often worn by cross talk actors.

These two costumes are consistent in the sense of the times, and they are both worn during the Republic of China.

At that time, the costumes were very distinctive, at the end of feudalism, when China and the West were blended.

Therefore, the shadow of the combination of China and the West can also be seen in the clothing.

Hearing Yi Cheng's words, the young lady was amused.

Yi Cheng smiled and thought that the young lady was smiling so beautifully.

The boy in the coat next to the young lady was not very happy.

I thought to myself, when I didn't exist, didn't I?

The young lady thought to herself, this boy is really cute, and he doesn't even know such basic knowledge.

When she thought of this, she felt a lot more relaxed.

What is the test in the poetry conference?

Obviously test the poetry, but actually test your understanding of Chinese culture, whether it is history, economy, agriculture, war...... or architectural clothing, these are within the scope of the competition.

If you don't even know the skirt of the Republic of China, I'm afraid there is not much hope for this group of players.

"This lad's statement isn't entirely wrong." An old voice rang out.

Next to Yi Cheng and Mo Xiaotian sat an elderly couple.

This pair is dressed more orthodox.

The old man wore a long horse coat, and the old woman wore a cheongsam.

Thanks to the good figures of the two people, they look very energetic when they wear them.

It's like someone from that era.

Yi Cheng could probably tell from their faces how graceful these two were when they were young.

It's a pity......

How many people have admired your youthful looks

You can know who is willing to endure the relentless changes of time

How many people have come and gone back in your life

The old man looked at Yi Cheng with a smile in his eyes, and said clearly, "Speaking of which, ancient Chinese costumes basically say that Hanfu is correct, and Han is used to distinguish other famous costumes.

From the Qin Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, clothing can be called Hanfu.

Although the Qing Dynasty abolished Hanfu, the Qing court also made some concessions in the long-term resistance struggle of the Han people.

So there is the so-called "ten from ten", from men to women in clothing.

Therefore, the main features of Hanfu are retained on women's clothing.

This continued until the Republic of China.

And the jacket skirt itself is a branch of Hanfu.

In this sense, the Republic of China jacket skirt is also a Hanfu. ”

"Uncle, you're awesome!"

Yi Cheng reached out and grabbed his.

"Awards, awards." The old man smiled like a flower, revealing a mouthful of white dentures.

The goddess of literature silently clasped her hands.

Judging from the old man's eloquent talk just now, if he can be dozens of years younger, he should be a fierce rival.

But human memory is something that gradually degrades with aging.

And so is the reaction speed of the brain.

The old man forgot his words as soon as he was nervous on stage.

"That's right, uncle." Yi Cheng held his hand and asked suspiciously, "You have a long life this year." ”

"Hehehe, don't dare, I'm 98 years old this year."

Mommy......

"Aren't you born in 1921?"

"Yes, yes." The old man grinned and answered him happily.

"The friends of the times!" Yi Cheng sighed.

"Ahem......" The old man was very happy by him.

"What about your wife?"

"She," the old man stretched out his hand, groping for his wife's palm.

The silver-haired old lady in a cheongsam leaned shyly on his shoulder.

"She's not my wife."

"Huh?!" Yi Cheng was shocked.

"My wife died 40 years ago. We didn't have a wedding, but she was just like my wife. ”

The two looked at each other affectionately, "She is 78 years old this year, 20 years younger than me." ”

"Yes, when I met this old fellow, he had a fourth-room wife." The old woman (the word nainai was harmonized, sorry) looked at him affectionately.

"Awesome!"

Yi Cheng gave him a thumbs up, "Winner in life!" ”

"Hahaha......" The old man smiled very happily.

Laughing and laughing, he rolled his eyes and covered his heart.

"Old man, old man!!"

……

In less than 5 minutes, the sound of an ambulance sounded at the door.

Escorted by the ambulance staff, the old man left the waiting room.

Yi Cheng and Mo Xiaotian also followed.

……

At this time, in the interview room, the staff set up the camera, and the examiners were all in place.

There is still a little time before the formal interview.

One of the interviewers is the executive director of the program director team and the person in charge of the scene, named Wu Boqian, in his 40s, proficient in poetry.

But compared to other examiners, he can only be regarded as a small family.

Among the examiners, Professor Ding Yiyi, a doctoral supervisor of the School of Liberal Arts of Hubei University, and Professor Shu Jing, an authority on the history of the Tang and Song dynasties at the School of Journalism and Communication of the National University of China.

Several people together constitute the examiner group of Yunze Province this time.

"Yunze Province is as strong as a forest." Ding looked at the information one by one.

"But we only have 10 places." Wu Boqian frowned.

"It's a very interesting pair."

Director Wu pointed to the two names on the information.

"Wang Shike, 98 years old, Li Maozhen 78 years old, the two of them became acquainted because of poetry, a pair of old people who add up to nearly 200 years old, witnessing the turn of the times, if they can play, it must be very topical."

As examiners, they have to screen out the best and strongest players.

As a staff member of the program team, he needs to make topics as much as possible on the premise of meeting condition 1.

"Yes, indeed." The two professors chimed in, "Such old people are living history, and their stories are also legendary." ”

"It's just that I'm worried."

Director Wu frowned and smiled bitterly.

"This pair is so old, it's still a question whether they can bear it."

"Oh no, Director Wu."

It was at this moment that the outside staff pushed the door in.

"Just now, there was an elderly player outside who had a heart attack and was rushed to the hospital."

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