I’m Really a Superstar

The match game is over.

Everyone also chatted in a joking manner.

Ma Qi said to the group leader: "This time we are divided into male and female camps. Because the people in the female teacher group are not very good at drinking, we pulled Zhang Ye over. The last question was also a competition between Teacher Liao and Zhang Ye."

Team leader Yu said in confusion: "Compared to what?"

Ma Qidao: "The poem is titled 'husband and wife'."

Team leader Yu looked at Liao Qi and said with a smile: "Old Liao wrote poetry again?"

Liao Qi smiled and said: "Yes, you can't do your best on the spot. Team leader Yu is an expert. Please give me a closer look and make corrections."

Team leader Yu waved his hands and said happily: "I can only take a look at it, and I can't even talk about making corrections. When it comes to writing poems, you are much better than me."

Liao Qi laughed, "Team Leader Yu is so humble."

Su Na also came at this time, "I still think Teacher Zhang's poems are good. Team Leader Yu is here just now. Let Team Leader Yu give an evaluation. You are the authority."

A female teacher from Peking University also said: "Yes, please take a look."

As the leader and first person in charge of the Chinese language proposition group, it goes without saying that Yu Fan’s qualifications are among the best among all members of the Chinese language group. He has made high achievements in both education and academia. In terms of literature, everyone must be convinced by the team leader. Since so many people can't tell who is the winner and who is the loser, and they all have their own opinions, then let's just listen to the opinions of the experts.

Team leader Yu agreed, "Okay."

In a blink of an eye, he had already reached the front of two poems.

Everyone else was also gathered not far behind.

"We are married as husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love..." After the team leader read a sentence, he couldn't help but nod his head, "What a poem." He turned to look at another work, "Withered eyes looking at the distant mountains and across the water , I have seen and known each other..." After reading, team leader Yu suddenly became silent and stared at the work for a long time. Instead of commenting on a good poem after reading Liao Qi's poem, he Lost in thought.

No one knew why.

"What's wrong?"

"I do not know."

"Is there something wrong with Zhang Ye's poems?"

"Why doesn't Team Leader Yu say anything?"

Li Rui from the language group blinked,

Regarding the group leader, he said: "The topic of Teacher Zhang Ye's poem is not clear enough and not complete enough. It only describes the husband's state of mind and does not describe his wife. In comparison, Teacher Liao's poem is still complete and neat. Although this game has just been decided It’s a draw, but I think Teacher Liao still wins.”

Ma Qi said: "As for the calligraphy comparison, it goes without saying that Zhang Ye's calligraphy skills are already on the level and cannot be compared by amateurs. But if we just talk about this poem, I think Teacher Liao wins."

Team Leader Yu still remained silent.

one second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Suddenly, Team Leader Yu's eyes lit up, and he turned around and asked, "Is this written by Teacher Zhang Ye?"

Li Rui said suspiciously: "Yes."

Team leader Yu took a breath of air, turned around, and stared at the poem for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and the more he smiled bitterly.

Everyone was confused and didn't understand what Team Leader Yu was doing.

Dean Pan spoke, "Old Yu, you are sleepwalking. Which poem is better? Hurry up and say something." Dean Pan doesn't understand poetry and poetry. He has been dealing with numbers all his life. Look, Don't understand this.

Hearing this, Team Leader Yu smiled and shook his head, "Who is better?"

"yes."

"Team Leader Yu, please stop being so secretive."

"Whose one is better?"

"I think it's a tie, right?"

Everyone is also anxious to know.

After listening to everyone's words, Team Leader Yu also smiled, "I really can't say who's better or whose is better, because these two poems are not superior at all. Poems...are not in the same realm at all. Tie? Tie? Who of you decided?" He looked amused.

Li Rui snorted, "They're not in the same realm?"

Ma Qi was stunned, "Isn't that true? Who won?"

Team leader Yu said without even thinking: "You still have to ask who won? Teacher Zhang Ye's poem obviously won, and there is no suspense about the victory! The difference in level between the two poems is not even a little bit!"

After hearing this, Liao Qi immediately looked unhappy, "Oh?"

Zhang Ye, who was not far away, also heard it and glanced here.

Su Na was also surprised, "I do think Teacher Zhang's "Husband Remembers Wife" is better, but it's just a little bit better, right? It's not that much different, right?"

Dean Pan asked: "Is the gap so big?"

A female teacher said: "No way?"

A male teacher from Tsinghua University said: "Aren't these two songs similar? How can you tell?"

Many people once again stared at Zhang Ye's song "Husband Remembers Wife" because of Team Leader Yu's words. They wanted to take a closer look, but they couldn't understand it no matter how hard they looked. Moreover, what Li Rui said was indeed true. You really have to chew on the words. Zhang Ye's "Husband Remembers His Wife" does not have any poems by Liao Qi. Why is it that his poems are so highly praised by team leader Yu? This is obviously flawed, right?

Team Leader Yu glanced at Li Rui and said, "You said just now that Teacher Zhang Ye didn't answer enough questions? Incomplete?"

Li Rui said: "Yes, I really don't understand why you admire this poem "The Husband Remembers His Wife" so much. If in addition to the husband remembering his wife, there is another wife remembering her husband in this poem, it would be complete and comparable to Liao's poem. After all, the teacher’s work is not free expression, but has a limited scope of topics.”

Team Leader Yu said happily, "Wife remembers her husband?"

Ma Qi said: "Yes."

Team Leader Yu smiled and said, "What if I say, is it in this poem?"

Everyone was stunned.

"ha?"

"have what?"

"A wife remembers her husband?"

"Where can I find it?"

"Yeah, why didn't I see it?"

"Khan, what did Team Leader Yu say? Isn't this just "The Husband Remembers His Wife"? From the beginning to the end, it is the husband's longing for his wife. Where is the description of the wife?"

Everyone was a little confused and really didn't understand.

Team leader Yu stopped coughing and looked at the poem in amazement. He raised his finger and pointed at it, "This poem is not as simple as you think on the surface, and it is absolutely impossible for Xiao Zhang to write it casually. Come out, you will know the mystery behind this just by reading the poem backwards!"

Su Na was confused, "What?"

Liao Qi: "Read it backwards?"

Li Rui asked in astonishment: "What are you reading backwards? How can you read it backwards?"

Team Leader Yu smiled and said: "Don't believe it? Then you can try reading it backwards."

Everyone looked over with the mentality of giving it a try, and looked at the last two sentences of Zhang Ye's poem. The lonely lamp keeps watch in the lonely night, and the husband remembers his wife and his father remembers his children.

Read backwards?

Someone read it out unbelievingly:

"Son...recall...father...xi...wife...remember...husband..." However, as soon as they read this sentence, everyone was suddenly confused!

"This this……"

"Oh my god!"

The wife remembers her husband!

He really has a wife who remembers her husband!

I'm going! what's the situation? What's happening here?

Su Na was shocked and quickly continued to read, louder and louder:

"Lonely and lonely night watch."

"I've been late and haven't heard from you yet."

"Long separation blocks the way."

"The rhyme and success of poetry are difficult to write."

"When you drink from a wine glass, you are afraid that the pot will be empty."

"We have known each other for a long time."

"The water is across the mountain...it's so hard to look at it!"

When the entire poem was read backwards from the last word to the first word, all the teachers present, including everyone from Tsinghua University, Peking University, and Renmin University of China, were stunned!

Fight? Extremely neat!

rhyme? Not bad at all!

Moreover, the artistic conception of this poem is different when it is read forward and backward!

The whole poem has changed, and the artistic conception has changed!

Reading right now is about a husband remembering his wife! Reading it backwards means that the wife remembers her husband! This is incredible!

Suna shouted: "Holy shit!"

A female teacher from Peking University: “Holy shit!”

A female teacher from a polytechnic: “Holy shit!”

Liao Qi: "..."

Li Rui gasped for air!

Madge is stupid!

Dean Pan is stupid!

The other teachers were also dumbfounded!

In the crowd, a young female teacher suddenly shouted, "A palindrome poem! This is a palindrome poem!!"

At this moment, everyone no longer knows what words to use to express their feelings. The most direct way of expression is probably "wo cao"!

This is too awesome, right?

Isn't this incredible?

Fortunately, Su Na and several female teachers from Peking University were complaining just now about why Zhang Ye didn't pay attention and why he wrote a poem casually without taking it seriously. Who would have thought that he was not serious at all? Zhang Ye didn’t write casually at all! Can you write a poem that can be read upside down? Let me take a look at any of you! This is clearly a poem Zhang Ye wrote with great care! And it was done on the spot! I wrote it without even starting a draft!

A tie?

tie?

Now that I think about the conclusions everyone made before, it makes people laugh out loud. What kind of draw is this? Team leader Yu is right, the two poems are not on the same level at all! Even if Liao Qi's poems were upgraded four or five levels, they would still be far inferior to Zhang Ye's poem! The difference is too big! This is a gap in the level and level of the author, a disparity that cannot be bridged by any words or techniques!

Liao Qi fell silent.

Several Tsinghua teachers who had been encouraging Zhang Ye to come on stage and stir up trouble had stopped saying anything! The level gap is so big that they don’t even know what to say! Comparing poems and songs with Zhang Ye? This matter may have been a big joke from the beginning!

Many people looked at Zhang Ye at this time, as if they were looking at a god!

There are still people who are still reading Zhang Ye's poem like crazy, their eyes seem to be stuck in it and they can't pull it out. They read it over and over again, reading it forward and backward, and they feel a sense of excitement every time they finish reading it. I have the urge to shout "I'm going to you-er-grandma". This poem... your mother is so amazing!

Over there, Su Na suddenly walked up quickly and rolled up Zhang Ye's poem. She held up the rice paper and said, "I didn't get the "Poetry of Mulan" last time. Don't say anything. Teacher Zhang, give me this word." Yes."

Zhang Ye smiled and spread his hands, "Whatever."

But others stopped, and many people went up to grab it.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"Xiao Na, don't move!"

"Teacher Su, whatever is yours, I still want it!"

"Xiao Su, you gave me this poem. I'll treat you to meals for a month later!"

"Teacher Zhang Ye, give it to me!"