Rebirth of the loss to become a billionaire

The show continues.

Interview, play games, and then perform a show.

Soon it came to an end, the last game.

"In the past, the last link was all about flying flowers, but today our director decided to change it on a whim. The show is to recite poetry."

"First, we divide the seven guests into three groups. Of course, the two writers must be separated. As a two-person group, then the remaining three are also a group. One of the verses will be displayed on our screen. Guests will rush to answer. If you can memorize the whole poem, you will get one point. If you recite the poem wrong, one point will be deducted. The group with the lowest score will receive our foot massage punishment.

Okay, Let's go!"

Zhang Tianyi and Yang Jingmin formed a group, and Qiu Yiye found No. 1 as his partner.

"The first sentence, September Acacia is sad."

Zhang Tianyi is still thinking about it. He seems to have never heard this verse. It should be unique to this world. Or he said the verse is too remote and he has not learned it.

In contrast, Yang Jingmin was unexpectedly good, pressing the answer button as quickly as possible.

Zhang Tianyi was quite surprised.

Unexpectedly, I haven't seen Yang Jingmin at the end of Wannian Crane in a few years.

After Yang Jingmin pressed the button, she turned her head and made a v-sign to Zhang Tianyi. Zhang Tianyi also responded with a thumbs up, complimenting her on her greatness, and thought of it so soon.

Surprisingly, Yang Jingmin's first sentence was not to recite the poem, but to ask for help.

"Tian Yi, hurry up and tell me, I will answer!"

"..."

A thick black line hangs behind Zhang Tianyi's forehead.

wtf!

You have been in a relationship for a long time, don't you know?

"Hurry up and recite it, and count down for 5 seconds. If you can't answer, you will be treated as abstaining, and a point will be deducted.

"54321! Time is up to deduct one point."

Host He announced the result.

Yang Jingmin walked back displeased.

"Tim Yi, why don't you recite it, you make me stand there embarrassed."

Zhang Tianyi's mouth twitched, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

Are you embarrassed again, am I embarrassed?

The audience watching is me, it's me!

Labor and management can't remember it at all!

Qiu Yiye stepped forward slowly, memorized the entire verse, and glanced at Zhang Tianyi contemptuously.

It seems to be saying, are you here?

"Fuck! Tim Yi, you can bear it? I know you are low-key, but now you have to make a move to prove your strength. Don't worry, the old rules. I will run and you will answer."

Yang Jingmin was ready to sprint, stamped her long legs, but Zhang Tianyi straightened her body while holding the collar with one hand.

"Wake up, you, who told you I will recite these."

"Aren't you called a cutting-edge writer in the literary world? Why don't you even have this cultural heritage?" Yang Jingmin asked differently.

"There may not be a wife in the wife cake. It's weird that a writer doesn't recite ancient poems." Zhang Tianyi shrugged helplessly.

There is no wife in the wife cake, so it makes sense.

Yang Jingmin has no reason to refute.

I can't rely on it anymore, I can only rely on myself.

In a blink of an eye, there were 12 questions, and Qiu Yiye had already answered 10 of them correctly.

However, Zhang Tianyi and the others came to chat and gave up answering the question without paying attention.

The situation was not right, and the audience began to discuss in low voices.

The other group are all artists. It’s understandable to have only one point, but Zhang Tianyi, as a cutting-edge writer, can’t even answer a single question. It’s fine, and one point is deducted. Go home.

Wouldn’t it really be like what those people on the Internet said, the tomb notes and those songs were actually ghostwritten, right? Teacher Zhang is actually a parallel importer?

"It's the last question, I hope everyone can seize the last chance and listen to the question carefully." Host He said pointedly.

"I was born to be useful, please answer."

Qiu Yiye and their arms crossed, so they didn't answer at all. They wanted to leave the title empty so that everyone could see that Zhang Tianyi, the so-called great writer and composer, could not recite a poem, even if no one rushed to answer it. Can't recite it either.

In this regard, he is still confident.

The simple poems mentioned above can't be memorized, let alone this remote fragment of Li Taibai.

The other group didn't know this problem at all, and did not act.

Anyway, Zhang Tianyi lost one point, even if the answer is correct, the other party will return to 0 points. He doesn't need to be punished and there is no need to think about it.

"Tian Yi! Great, I will do this, I will read it to you, you go up and say it." Yang Jingmin was so excited that she stamped her feet.

She has acted in court plays before, and she has recited this poem.

Zhang Tianyi also raised his head and glanced, and he happened to be able to do so.

"No, I can do this song too. If you can, then you can play it." Zhang Tianyi raised his hand indifferently.

"I'm going up? Are you afraid that your reputation will be damaged?" Yang Jingmin blinked and stared at Zhang Tianyi with big eyes. There was no flaw at all, as if Zhang Tianyi really didn't care about his reputation.

"What's the use of reputation?"

Zhang Tianyi smiled lightly.

Not to mention, only a bit of a superior demeanor.

"Of course it's useful. If you don't have a big reputation, the organizer won't spend half a million to invite you. If you don't show up some strength today, the notification fee inside may be cut in half."

"Fuck! Can you chop? Why didn't you say it earlier, I'll go up."

Zhang Tianyi nodded and agreed, muttering.

"Others just need to recite a few sentences, but it's your turn to recite such a long poem. Why don't you add more points?"

Hearing this, Yang Jingmin suddenly tilted his head.

Isn't this poem also four lines?

Where does it grow?

With no one rushing to answer, Zhang Tianyi walked up slowly and pressed the button.

Recite aloud.

"Don’t you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return,

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk."

???

Qiu Yiye had a bunch of question marks on his head.

The guests stared at a pile of question marks.

The host has a bunch of question marks on his head.

The audience had a bunch of question marks on their heads.

People, all dumbfounded.

This…

What poem is it?

It sounds shocking and exciting, and goose bumps all over my body are coming up.

The first sentence is bold and unrestrained, as if rushing toward them with the wind and rain, unstoppable.

The second sentence condenses people's life's compliments into the morning and evening, and makes the short life even shorter, lamenting the shortness of life, which is fleeting in a blink of an eye, and resonates with countless people.

To be honest, these two poems are too good to be marginal.

but…

This has something to do with that piece of Li Taibai that I was born to be useful for?!

Just as the host He reacted and wanted to honk the horn to make a mistake, Zhang Tianyi continued to read.

"You must be happy in life. Don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my money is gone."

Damn it?!

This is so memorized.

Host He looked embarrassed and tangled in his heart.

Adding a part, is it right?

Well, I just said a few more words anyway, just use it as his opening remarks.

He has already decided to give the opponent a point.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Tianyi hasn't finished yet, so he continues to read.