The game was over.
Everyone chatted with each other in a joking manner.
Ma Qi said to the team leader, "This time, it was split into the male and female teams. As the female teachers' team members don't really drink, they pulled Zhang Ye into the group. The last question was also between Teacher Liao and Zhang Ye."
Group Leader Yu was stunned. "Compete in what?"
Ma Qi said, "The poem was titled 'husband and wife'."
Chief Yu looked at Liao Qi and said with a smile, "Old Liao wrote another poem?"
Liao Qi smiled and said, "Yes, it's just improvisation. It's not presentable. Group Leader Yu is an expert. Please take a closer look and give me some pointers."
Chief Yu waved his hand and said happily, "I'll just take a look. I can't say that I can correct you. If we're talking about writing poems, you're much better than me."
Liao Qi laughed. "Leader Yu, you're too humble."
Su Na also came over at this moment, "I still think that Teacher Zhang's poem is better. Since Chief Yu is here, let's get Chief Yu to evaluate it. You are the authority here."
A female Peking University teacher also said, "Yes, please take a look."
As the team leader and the person in charge of the Chinese Literature question setting team, Yu Fan's qualifications naturally went without saying. He was one of the best among all the members of the Chinese Literature team. Be it in the field of education or academia, he had very high achievements. In the field of literature, everyone definitely had faith in the team leader. Since so many people could not tell who was the winner and who was the loser, they might as well listen to the opinions of the experts.
Chief Yu agreed, "Sure."
In the blink of an eye, he had already walked in front of the two poems.
The rest of the people were also gathered not far behind.
"Tying hair and becoming husband and wife, loving each other without doubt …" Chief Yu recited and could not help but nod. "Good poem." He turned his head and looked at another piece of work. "My withered eyes gazed at the distant mountains and rivers. How many times have I met in my heart …" After he finished reciting the poem, Leader Yu suddenly fell silent. He stared at the piece of work for a long time. He did not comment on it after he finished reciting Liao Qi's poem. Instead, he fell into deep thought.
Everyone was confused.
"What happened?"
"I don't know."
"Is there something wrong with Zhang Ye's poem?"
"Leader Yu, why aren't you saying anything?"
The Chinese Literature team's Li Rui blinked and said to the team leader, "Teacher Zhang's poem was not clear enough and not complete enough. He only wrote about the husband's state of mind and did not describe the wife. In comparison, Teacher Liao's poem was more complete and neat. Although this round was determined to be a draw, I still think that Teacher Liao won."
Ma Qi said, "If it's calligraphy, then there's no need to say anything. Zhang Ye's calligraphy skills have already reached a high level. It's not something an amateur can compare to. But just based on this poem, I also think that Teacher Liao has won."
Team Leader Yu still did not say anything.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Suddenly, Chief Yu's eyes lit up. He turned around and asked, "This was written by Teacher Zhang?"
Li Rui said suspiciously, "Yeah."
Team Leader Yu gasped and turned his head. He stared at the poem for a long time. The more he looked, the more shocked he became. The more he looked, the more bitter his smile became.
Everyone was confused and did not understand what Team Leader Yu was doing.
Dean Pan spoke up, "Old Yu, are you sleepwalking? Which poem is better? Hurry up and say it." Dean Pan did not know much about poems and songs. He had been dealing with numbers all his life and could not understand such things.
Hearing that, Chief Yu smiled and shook his head. "Which one is better?"
"That's right."
"Team Leader Yu, don't keep us guessing."
"So whose poem is better?"
"I think it's a draw, right?"
Everyone was anxious to know the answer.
After Chief Yu heard everyone's words, he laughed, "If you want to say who is better or better, I really can't say. This is because these two poems are not just one or two levels higher. These two poems … are not on the same level at all. A draw? A draw? Which one of you decided it? "He looked amused.
Li Rui exclaimed, "Not on the same level?"
Ma Qi was taken aback. "Surely not? So who won? "
Team Leader Yu said without even thinking, "Is there a need to ask who won? It's obviously Teacher Zhang's poem that won, and there's no doubt about it at all! The standard of the two poems is not just a little bit different! "
When Liao Qi heard that, his expression immediately turned ugly. "Oh?"
Zhang Ye, who was not far away, also heard it and looked over.
Su Na was also very surprised. "I do think that Teacher Zhang's' Husband Missing Wife 'is better, but it's only by a little, right? There shouldn't be such a big difference, right? "
Dean Pan asked, "Is there such a big difference?"
A female teacher said, "Surely not?"
A male teacher from Tsinghua University said, "Aren't these two poems about the same? How can you tell?"
A lot of people stared at Zhang Ye's "Husband Missing Wife" again because of Team Leader Yu's words. They wanted to take a closer look, but no matter how they looked at it, they could not understand it. Besides, what Li Rui said was indeed true. If they were to nitpick on the words, Zhang Ye's "Husband Missing Wife" was indeed not as good as Liao Qi's poem, so why was his poem so highly praised by Team Leader Yu instead? It was obviously flawed, wasn't it?
Team Leader Yu looked at Li Rui and said, "Just now, you said that Teacher Zhang Ye did not point out enough? It's not complete? "
Li Rui said, "That's right. I really don't understand why you would praise this' Husband Missing Wife 'so highly. If this poem had a wife missing her husband other than the husband missing his wife, then it would be considered complete. Only then would it be comparable to Teacher Liao's work. After all, this is not a free-for-all, but a restricted topic."
Team Leader Yu chuckled. "Wife missing her husband?"
Ma Qi said, "That's right."
Team Leader Yu smiled and said, "What if I say that it's in this poem?"
Everyone was stunned.
"Huh?"
"What's in it?"
"Wife missing her husband?"
"How could it be!"
"Yeah, why didn't I see it!"
"Damn, what is Team Leader Yu saying? Isn't this just 'Husband Missing Wife'? From the beginning to the end, it's all about the husband missing his wife. Where's the description of the wife? "
Everyone was a little confused and could not understand what was going on.
Team Leader Yu stopped teasing them and looked at the poem again in amazement. He raised his hand and pointed at it. "This poem is not as simple as it looks on the surface. It's definitely not something that Little Zhang could have casually written. The mystery behind it can only be understood if you read the poem backwards!"
Su Na was stunned. "What?"
Liao Qi said, "Read it backwards?"
Li Rui said in shock, "What do you mean read it backwards? How do we read it backwards? "
Team Leader Yu laughed and said, "You don't believe me? Why don't you try reading it backwards? "
Everyone looked over with an attitude of giving it a try. They looked at the last two lines of the poem. "Alone in the lonely night, the husband misses his wife, and the father misses his son."
Read it backwards?
Someone read it out loud in disbelief:
"Son … Remembers … Father … Xi … Wife … Remembers … Husband …" However, just as they read up to this point, everyone was stunned!
"This, this …"
"Oh my god!"
Wife misses her husband!
There really is a fucking wife missing her husband!
What the hell! What was going on? What was going on?
Su Na was shocked. She hurriedly continued reading, each word louder than the last.
"Alone in the lonely night, the lamp is lonely.
"Late in the return, the goose has no news.
"Parted for a long time, the people block the way.
"Shiyun and difficulty begin to write.
"Wine cup fears an empty pot.
"Bosom friends rarely meet.
"The water is separated by the mountain … Gazing wither!"
When the entire poem was read backwards from the last word to the first word, all of the teachers present, including those from Tsinghua and Peking University, were stunned!
Antithesis? It was extremely neat!
Rhyme? It was exactly the same!
Furthermore, the mood of this poem was completely different from reading it backwards and forwards!
It was like a completely different poem, a completely different mood!
Reading it backwards, the husband misses his wife! Reading it backwards, the wife misses her husband! This was simply too unbelievable!
Su Na exclaimed, "Holy shit!"
A Peking University female teacher said, "Holy shit!"
A Polytechnic female teacher said, "Holy shit!"
Liao Qi: "…"
Li Rui sucked in a breath of cold air!
Ma Qi was dumbfounded!
Dean Pan was dumbfounded!
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 did not know what words to use to express their feelings. Probably the most direct way to express it was to say "holy shit"!
This was too awesome, wasn't it?
Wasn't this too unbelievable?
To think that Su Na and the other Peking University female teachers were still grumbling about why Zhang Ye did not put his heart into it. Why did he just casually write a poem and not take it seriously? Who would have thought that he did not take it seriously at all! Zhang Ye did not just casually write a poem! How could he casually write a poem that could be read backwards? Just pick one and let me have a look! This was clearly a poem that Zhang Ye had written with all his heart! And it was written on the spot! He did not even bother with a draft and just wrote it!
A draw?
A draw?
Now, thinking back to the conclusion that everyone had reached, it was simply laughable. What tie? Leader Yu was right. These two poems were not on the same level at all! Even if Liao Qi's poem was raised by four or five levels, it would still not be able to compare to Zhang Ye's poem! The difference was too great! This was the difference between the writer's level and standard. It was a huge gap that no amount of words or techniques could make up for!
Liao Qi did not say another word.
The few Tsinghua University teachers who had been incessantly urging Zhang Ye to take the stage and stir up trouble also did not say another word! The difference in standard was too great. They did not know what to say anymore! Competing with Zhang Ye in poetry? This matter might have been a huge joke right from the start!
A lot of people were now looking at Zhang Ye like they were looking at a god!
There were still people who were reading Zhang Ye's poem like crazy. Their eyeballs seemed to be stuck in it and could not be pulled out. They read it over and over again. They read it forward and backward. Every time they finished reading it, they would have the urge to shout, "F * * k your second granny". This poem … was too f * * king awesome!
Over there, Su Na suddenly walked up to roll up Zhang Ye's poem. Holding the Xuan paper, she said, "I didn't manage to get my hands on that 'Ode of Mulan' last time. Don't say anything else. Teacher Zhang, give this word to me."
Zhang Ye smiled and threw up his hands. "Up to you."
But the others were having none of it. A lot of them went up to snatch it.
"What are you doing, what are you doing!"
"Little Na, don't move!"
"Teacher Su, what do you mean by it's yours? I still want it!"
"Little Su, give this poem to me. I'll treat you to a month's worth of meals!"
"Teacher Zhang, give it to me!"
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