"English is good, just say it in English …"
"Yes, just say it in English …" Everyone cheered. Yes, if she could really say it in English, then Mo Wenwei would be the best … Of course, she was just bragging.
Hahaha!
Everyone laughed.
"I don't even know what he's saying. I don't even understand this poem …" Mo Wenwei couldn't help but laugh. She definitely wouldn't know how to read it in English.
"Alright, come. Quiet down. Let's listen to how Sister Yazhi reads this poem in Cantonese …" Lu Fei continued to host the show. Yes, Zhao Yazhi's performance was the most important.
Yes, it was time for Zhao Yazhi's performance. She started to read in Cantonese …
"Two orioles singing in the green willows …"
"A group of white egrets flying in the blue sky …"
"The window contains the autumn snow of Xiling, the door anchors the ships of Dong Wu …"
Zhao Yazhi was using standard Cantonese. Her Cantonese must be very good …
"Isn't it very rhyming? Does it have that kind of flavor?" Zhao Yazi smiled faintly as she asked the girls. She gently opened one of her hands, and there was a hint of charm in her eyes. Her beauty, her gaze, and her actions were not something that could be imitated by others. Indeed, such a beauty was very rare.
"Yes, it's very charming …" Chen Qiao agreed. Everyone nodded in agreement.
…
"Mengyao, come. Can you, a Shanghai girl, speak in Shanghainese?" Lu Fei asked Xi Mengyao. Yes, Xi Mengyao was eager to give it a try.
"Sure …" Xi Mengyao nodded happily.
"Two orioles singing in the green willows …"
"A group of white egrets flying in the blue sky …"
"The window contains the autumn snow of Xiling, the door anchors the ships of Dong Wu …"
Xi Mengyao spoke in Shanghainese. After she finished speaking, everyone laughed.
Indeed, Shanghainese was very pleasant to listen to. It was also very funny.
"Look, this is very interesting. I believe that when the ancient people spoke in Shanghainese, it was quite interesting …" Lu Fei was talking about this matter. Yes, in ancient times, there was no universal standard that one had to use Beijing dialect. Beijing dialect was naturally Mandarin, so the ancient people must have spoken in dialects.
"Actually, the Wuhan dialect is quite rhyming …" Yuan Hong chimed in. Everyone knew that he was from Wuhan.
,
Yuan Hong began to recite the Wuhan version of the poem.
"Two orioles singing in the willows …"
"A group of egrets ascended to the sky …"
"The window contains the autumn snow of the West Ridge, the door moors the ships of Eastern Wu …"
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh.
"Come on, Nana. Sichuan dialect, Chengdu dialect …" Lu Fei invited Xie Na in Sichuan dialect. Yes, Xie Na, this Sichuan girl, must perform well. After all, this was Chengdu, where Xie Na had lived for many years. She used to study in Chengdu.
"Now that we're here, I can't help but write a poem …" Xie Na raised her head and spoke.
"You've already written it …" Chen Qiao complained.
Xie Na looked at the sky solemnly. Her every move was an act. ,
"Good rain knows the season. It happens when spring comes, following the wind into the night. … "Xie Na had forgotten the poem. She wanted to read it again.
"Sigh, don't read it. You wrote it yourself. Of course, you'll remember it …" Lu Fei reminded Xie Na with a smile. It's just a joke. Anyway, this girl likes to act, right? She must be reciting the poem in Sichuan dialect. It's the Sichuan version of the poem.
"My mood is not right. Let's recite it again …" Xie Na continued in Sichuan dialect.
"Good rain knows the season. It happens when spring comes, following the wind into the night. … "
This time, this girl still didn't know what the last line was.
Everyone began to laugh loudly.
Lu Fei continued.
"Chengdu should be the hometown of poets. Every place has its own outstanding poets …" Zhang Heng said. There are many in Chengdu … "
"Shaoxing has Lu You, right …" Lu Fei spoke.
"Jiangnan should have Qin Guan. Du Fu lived in Chengdu when he was in his prime. He wrote the most poems in his life in Chengdu. He wrote more than two hundred poems in Chengdu … "
"This is the place where he wrote more than 200 poems. Just in this place, he wrote over 200 poems. That's amazing … " Lu Fei exclaimed. Yeah, a person like him is really amazing. He can write so many poems.
"Alright, let's move on. Let's go … "
Everyone began to move again.
Next, everyone came to the bonsai area. As soon as they arrived, they saw many items.
One, two, three, four …
Yes, yes, there are ten items in total.
"Yes, everyone must know that we're going to make a game …" Lu Fei continued with a smile. Yes, it's time for the game … Without the game, it's not fun anymore.
The next game is called Knowledge Explosion.
Knowledge Explosion rules: Ten idols will pass the balloons that are being inflated and answer a question. If you answer the question correctly, you can pass the balloons to the next person. If you answer wrongly or answer the same question twice, you can't pass the balloons until the balloons explode. The team that is not hit by the balloons will score. Idols, are you ready?
"Which side should we start from? Let's play Rock, Paper, Scissors … "Lu Fei began.
Lu Fei walked towards Xu Jiao and asked, "Jiaojiao, tell me, what will win if I play?"
Then, Lu Fei got closer to Xu Jiao. Xu Jiao whispered something to Lu Fei. Both teams' captains started playing Rock, Paper, Scissors.
Soon, Lu Fei and Yuan Hong started to compete. Xu Jiao asked Lu Fei to play Scissors. Lu Fei played Scissors. However, Yuan Hong played Rock. Yuan Hong's team won …
"Yay …" Everyone in their team laughed at this moment.
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