This sentence is no longer Italian, nor English, nor any foreign language, but Chinese!

And the voice is completely different from the voice that has been transposed before, but the voice of Ye Qiu himself!

But as soon as this verse came out, all the translations were confused!

As we all know, for foreign children, what is the most difficult Chinese to translate?

There are no more than two, idioms, and poems!

Even foreigners who have obtained a certificate in advanced Chinese may not be able to understand some obscure idioms and poems, let alone translate them, and even Chinese with average cultural level cannot understand them!

But this contest is different!

This is an unprecedented event broadcast live around the world, and there are also the previous Chinese soldiers who proudly declared war on the special combat forces of various countries, which has led to the attention of many masters of Chinese studies with national complexes, and even patriotic scholars who can be called contemporary Confucianism.

Ye Qiu's original sentence, those who offend my Huaxia, although they are far away, will be punished, but also make many scholars dizzy.

Including Yan University, Renmin University, Longqing University, Longjing Normal University, Longjing Foreign University, the campus screens of these top universities in the country, and the auditorium are all broadcasting this competition, and professors and lecturers from major colleges have also gathered together to pay attention to this competition.

When this line of poetry came out, the faces of countless scholars and Confucians all changed, and they felt that the hairs on their bodies exploded.

At this moment, when everyone looked at this Huaxia soldier in shock, the soldiers who were fighting in chaos were all startled by this black shadow falling from the sky, and they forgot to shoot for a while.

And at this time, there are also sharp-eyed viewers who have discovered a problem.

"Oh my God, why doesn't he have a gun in his hand?"

"This ...... This...... This is what he did with this empty hand!!"

"Is he really looking for death?"

But the next moment, everyone was shocked and changed color, because at that moment, a white light in front of the screen burst out instantly, and everyone who was stabbed was gray in front of them, fortunately, the satellite camera at night was not very clear, if it was daytime, it might hurt to pierce the eyes.

The clear and drunken voice sounded again, but it seemed to carry a hint of autumn coldness.

"Wu Hook Frost Xueming!"

Foreign translators are already in a hurry, what does this mean by the hell?

You're not playing according to the routine at all!

You are a soldier, not a poet!

It's okay to memorize any poems!

And it's a poem we haven't learned or heard!

Foreign netizens also fell into a complete crash, and translation fans were disconnected...... They don't understand anything.

Most of the Chinese netizens are also scratching the keyboard.

"Oh my God, what kind of poem is this! I've never heard of it!"

"Call Xueba, call Xueba, what kind of poem is this? Why do I hear it so much that my hairs are up?"

"I have a PhD in Chinese, but I haven't heard of it, and it's not easy to be a top student!"

"There's probably a fake doctor upstairs!"

Everyone feels that something is wrong, there are 1.3 billion people in China, hundreds of millions of people online, one or two have not heard of it, it can't be that hundreds of millions of people have not heard of it!

"Did he write this poem himself?"

At this time, all the masters of Chinese studies, teachers, and professors of the Chinese Department are all in a state of crash, because not only netizens have not heard of it, but they have also heard of it!

At this time, in the faculty seats of the Yan auditorium, several professors were talking to each other, and they were all discussing fruitlessly, and they all looked at their principal, Mr. Zhang Ye, a contemporary famous scholar.

"Headmaster, we are only a beginner, I don't know where this poem came from, and I hope you will solve your doubts. ”

"Ask the principal to explain!"

"Ask the principal to explain!"

The eyes of the professors and teachers are full of expectation and eagerness, this poem is simply too meaningful, being recited like this makes everyone feel an inexplicable sense of chic, no matter how they search their stomachs, they can't find where they have heard such a poem.

But who is the person in front of him, one of the top ten famous Confucians of our time, the Confucianism and Taoism master who re-annotated the four books!

Moreover, Mr. Zhang Ye is well-read and remembered, and he is nearly 100 years old, and he is still skilled.

A foreigner once challenged Mr. Zhang Ye, Mr. Zhang smiled indifferently, chose a newspaper from the roadside newsstand, and glanced at it for a while.

It's not an exaggeration, it's a real reversal!

The foreigners hid their faces and fled, and since then the unforgettable legend has been spread more and more mysterious, and some people even sent news from Yan University that all the books in the fifteen libraries of Yan University have been memorized by Mr. Zhang Ye!

Of course, it may be a slight exaggeration, but if you want to talk about poetry and songs, they have never seen what Mr. Zhang Ye doesn't know, that is, a miscellaneous record of wild history, and the poems and texts in it have merits, and Mr. Zhang Ye must also write them down.

After getting along for many years, they may not know about the old principal's other hobbies, but this poem, the old principal can be said to love it to the bones.

But who would have thought that after they asked, the old principal wrinkled his eyebrows and pondered for a long time, and then shook his head in frustration and said: "I haven't heard this poem, it shouldn't be, such a good poem......"

Before Mr. Zhang Ye could finish speaking, the voice in the stereo suddenly became sharp.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor!"

Countless exclamations rang out in the auditorium, for after that white light, they saw the soldier move!

And it seems that at this moment, the whole world is full of swords, vigorous as horses raising dust, and frank and swinging like heavenly fire meteors.

Fast!

The wind is blowing!

The grass broke the wood, and the leaves fell one after another, but they were gilded with a layer of silver by the bright sword light and moonlight.

If the knife light is a round of moon, then this fallen leaf and **** are a cluster of stars!

The stars and the moon shine together!

Time seems to have stood still, and the night seems to be frozen!

It's not that time is too slow!

It's the knife too fast!

It's almost out of time!

It's been almost a blink of an eye!

It's been almost a moment!

It's almost past a thought!

And the soldiers themselves who were fighting seemed to be all frightened by this sudden turn of events!

Or maybe it's not that I'm scared stupid, but I can't react!

They could only feel the sword light approaching, gradually submerging and devouring them.

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!"

Rumble!

All the ethereal and poetic sense is completely hidden, and the murderous machine of Sen Ran is like a monstrous torrent that suddenly rolls up everyone's hearts without knowing the edge.

At this moment, those who can understand and those who can't understand seem to have realized the true meaning from this resolute, decisive, indifferent, generous, and fierce verse.

At this time, the Chinese people who could understand Chinese all felt that their scalps were as numb and itchy as if they were overpowered, but their hearts, lungs, liver, and intestines were smooth with pleasure.

"When things are done, go to the clothes, and hide the merits and fame ......"

[The second update, recommend my friend's new book "Mythical Conqueror", Chen Chong got a mysterious stone to dare to be, and explored in the mythical world of Liaozhai, White Snake, Journey to the West, Fengshen and other mythical worlds......]