Facing the laughter of the entire audience, Fang Weimin felt particularly lonely.

He didn't know why everyone was laughing.

I don’t even know why this originally was an ancient poem full of sadness and nostalgia, but after changing the sentences, there was such a big difference.

I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out.

But since I can’t figure it out, I simply don’t think about it.

So he clutched his painful temples and made a decision that went against his ancestors.

"Teacher Wang is really quick-thinking, but I just thought about it again. The poem "Qingming" not only has the artistic conception of worshiping ancestors, but also has the hidden meaning of finding someone. Mr. Du Mu should have worshiped ancestors first, and then went to Xinghua Village to find someone.

"As for whether they are recruiting shepherd boys, I don't know." Fang Weimin said solemnly.

???

As soon as he finished speaking, the laughter in the audience suddenly stopped.

All the audience at the scene and those in front of the TV looked at Fang Weimin with strange eyes.

To be honest, with more than 100 million viewers combined, I don’t know if Master Fang is as thick-skinned as he is.

Can you say such nonsense?

Three minutes ago you swore to yourself that this was a poem expressing ancestor worship!

This is no longer a matter of patching.

This is directly deleting the code.

As long as I delete the code, then my bug will not exist! Bye bye!

The silence in the audience made Fang Weimin a little surprised.

Is this... to calm down the situation?

He didn't expect that his words would have such a powerful effect.

Before, he could only feel this awe-inspiring aura from the scene when Wang Shifeng was speaking.

Because he has been watching Wang Shifeng's show since the beginning of the show until now.

But he never expected that things would turn around and it would finally be his turn to show off!

The originally decadent heart suddenly glowed with vitality again, as if he was ten years younger, his waist straightened, and he glanced contemptuously at Wang Shifeng, who also had a look of astonishment on his face.

I've found a way to take control of the situation!

Boy, don’t think you’re the only one who can show off, I’m not bad either!

"Fang Weimin, are you crazy?" Liu Hanqing frowned, asked a question, and put out his tenth cigarette of the day. He didn't know why he was wasting so much cigarettes when Wang Shifeng spoke.

Qian Changming sneaked into the subtitles team's office at some point and laughed when he heard this and said, "It's not that he's crazy. He probably gave up on himself, but there's nothing we can do about it. He's already lost all his face today."

The poem "Qingming" is a must-have poem in primary school Chinese textbooks. Anyone who has been to primary school knows that this poem simply talks about the scene and mood when worshiping ancestors during Qingming. The last two sentences are also to set off the first two sentences.

The atmosphere does not really have a specific reference.

What elementary school students understand, how can Fang Weimin, a professor, not understand it?

But he still uttered these nonsense words. If he is not crazy, he is useless.

Qian Changming felt a little regretful.

After all, we have worked together for so many years. Although Fang Weimin has a poor character, has watered-down knowledge, has a bad personality, is greedy for money and lustful... and so on, in any case, the program "Poetry Conference" exists because of him.

But now, Fang Weimin is messing around on stage like a clown, which is really embarrassing and pathetic, making people sigh.

Qian Changming knows that from today on, the core pillar of this program may become someone else.

If it were Wang Shifeng...

Thinking of this, Qian Changming couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Liu Hanqing glanced at Qian Changming, and his back was chilled by his laughter.

"It's nothing, I thought of something funny." Qian Changming covered his mouth and waved his hands.

Inside the studio.

Not only the audience was shocked by Fang Weimin's words.

Even Wang Shifeng was stunned for a moment.

He thought that Fang Weimin would cheat, but he didn't expect that Fang Weimin could cheat like this.

It's amazing, I've learned so much.

It turns out that a person can really be so shameless.

It seems I have to keep working hard.

Wang Shifeng thought about it secretly, and smiled again and said, "Teacher Fang, what you mean is that this song "Qingming" has the meaning of ancestor worship and searching for people?"

"That's right." Fang Weimin nodded confidently. After hearing the discussion from the audience, he suddenly felt confident.

You see, everyone agrees with me too.

'Do you think there is a possibility that Fang Laogou is pretending to be crazy?'

'That shouldn't be the case. The way you look at him, he might be really stupid.'

'I used to think he was quite literate, but now his true colors have been revealed. It's just nonsense.'

'I wonder if Mr. Du Mu will be so angry when he hears this.'

'Keep your voice down, don't let fools hear you. I heard that fools have immunity and it is not illegal to hit people.'

The audience in the audience whispered and kept glancing in Fang Weimin's direction for fear that he would hear.

"Then my poem will be revised in vain." Wang Shifeng spread his hands and laughed at himself.

"That's right, you changed this song in vain." Fang Weimin nodded.

"Okay, I still have it." Wang Shifeng smiled.

As soon as I said three more words, the audience burst into warm applause again.

Fang Weimin sneered contemptuously.

Now this level of applause has no effect on him at all, and his heart is as cold as the old man fishing on the river in winter.

And he has found a way to restrain Wang Shifeng.

No matter what examples he gives, he only needs to distort the artistic conception of the original poem later.

As long as I don't have a literary bottom line, I can win with one move!

"It's better to change the sentences, Teacher Fang, please listen." Wang Shifeng didn't know what Fang Weimin was so proud of, and said with some confusion, "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, eh? It's frost on the ground."

"Thoughts on a Quiet Night" is a poem that everyone knows, and almost no one knows it. But after Wang Shifeng added a ? sign to break the sentence, the style of this poem suddenly became spiritual.

Not only does it not have the original meaning of being out of the world, it is even a bit funny.

This is to the extent that Li Bai himself would laugh when he heard it.

What's more, the audience, who were not very good at laughing, laughed out loud again.

Fang Weimin was stunned after hearing this. How to round this up?

What does the original poem mean?

Forget it, don't worry, you can win with one move.

Fang Weimin said with a solemn face, "What has been changed in this sentence? Li Bai's poem was originally about looking for things at night, why don't you add more? It doesn't change the meaning."

After Fang Weimin finished speaking, the audience heard his serious look, and the whole place fell into an eerie silence again.

If I hadn’t gone to elementary school, I wouldn’t have believed it!

How could this poem be about Li Bai looking for something at night? Just looking for something is worthy of a poem written by a Shixian???

I have never been so speechless in my life...

The audience didn't even have the intention to laugh, and were left speechless.

Sure enough, it works!

Fang Weimin was overjoyed.

Wang Shifeng smiled and said, "Teacher Fang means that this poem is about the layman Qinglian who cannot see clearly at night because of night blindness. He sees the moonlight as frost on the ground, and then starts looking for something?"

?

Is that what I mean?

Fang Weimin was confused for a moment. He felt that Wang Shifeng had completed his meaning, but he was a little doubtful. Why was he so kind?

Before he could figure it out, the audience burst into warm applause again.

Fang Weimin looked at the applauding audience in astonishment. Are you convinced by me too?

Of course not!
To be continued...