Chapter 282

Chapter 282

Contestants can choose a lantern, and if they match it, they will get a box of mooncakes.

At this time, a large group of people were gathered here, making couplets against each other.

"Well, this is a bit difficult."

"This year's exam questions are more difficult than in previous years."

"Hehehe, Chairman Zhong really learns from his mistakes. He put a lot of thought into this couplet competition."

Zhong Hua's face was filled with a bright smile:
"Everyone can choose the answer freely. Today, I must let Zhong see your talent."

He wrote fifty couplets the year before, about the same as today.

However, this first couplet was too easy and was snatched away by a bunch of people in less than ten minutes.

This is really embarrassing for him.

He is the vice chairman of the Beijing Poetry Society!
This is also the reason why he started more than a month earlier than in previous years.

He didn't believe that anyone could come up with a couplet to match his!
Li Qingxian stood up, picked a lamp at random, and then said, "If I can't answer it, will there be any punishment?"

Zhong Hua looked at the boy with a smile on his face, "You are new here, don't worry, it's free, there will be no punishment."

"It's just that I'm afraid you won't be able to buy the mooncakes I made this time."

Li Qingxian also used to like couplets.

Besides, their state-owned enterprise also has a couplet competition.

During this time, he also learned a lot and even got a few sentences right.

However, compared with those top blacksmiths, it is still a little bit behind.

Liu Yifei looked at him strangely and said, "Hey, you can make pairs?"

"Well, I know a little!" Li Qingxian smiled awkwardly.

Liu Yifei crossed her arms, looking like she was enjoying the show.

After saying that, Li Qingxian picked a lamp at random.

Under the light, there was a small note.

Everyone's eyes fell on the paper.

When I opened it, I saw a line of words.

Second line: The Eight Trigrams of August, the Qian Eight Trigrams, the Kun Eight Trigrams, in all directions.

When seeing this couplet, everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

"What? That's right."

"He's quite good at it. It seems to be a more difficult one."

"Haha, this young man doesn't seem to be that lucky."

"Haha, that's not necessary. I'm afraid no one will have the mooncakes made by Chairman Zhong."

Liu Yifei looked at the couplet closely and pondered for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what it meant.

She glanced at Li Qingxian and saw that Li Qingxian had a strange look on his face.

Seeing these words, Li Qingxian couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart.

Isn’t this the couplet from his previous life?
What does it mean?
Zhong Hua, the owner of the mooncake and lantern shop, said with a carefree face, "Boy, have you thought of something?"

The people around couldn't help laughing.

"Dean Zhong, he is just an amateur, how can he match your couplet?"

"Yeah, aren't you embarrassing him?"

"President Zhong, your couplet is really well written. Let me think about it carefully and I will be able to write a couplet tomorrow."

Li Qingxian smiled slightly, shook his head, and was about to take back the colorful lantern.

Although he could also come up with a good first couplet, it was redundant.

As he just said, he came here to broaden his horizons and expand his network.

As for pretending to be cool, that's just bringing humiliation upon yourself.

But at this moment, a voice sounded from behind.

"Young man, do you have any questions?" "Huh?" He was slightly stunned.

Li Qingxian turned around and saw Liao Tingzuo, whom he had met outside the door before!
Seeing this scene, everyone stood up and saluted Liu Fan.

"Good morning, President Liao."

"Haha, Chairman Liao, long time no see."

Liao Tingzuo waved his hand and pretended he knew nothing.

He smiled and looked at Li Qingxian: "I think you have the answer to this couplet?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and all their eyes fell on Li Qingxian.

"Where did this boy come from?"

"Oh, it's because of Chairman Liao's matter..."

"Haha, Director Liao came to greet him personally. He must be a person of status."

"But what did Dean Liao say? How could this boy actually guess it?"

Zhong Hua frowned slightly after hearing this.

This young man can actually match his own couplet?
joke!

He spent more than a month carefully selecting this couplet.

Even Liao Tingzuo couldn't come up with a poem at such a fast speed.

However, he did not say it out loud, but kept it in his heart.

Li Qingxian smiled sheepishly: "It's just a little bit of my own thoughts, nothing to brag about."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's gaze fell on Li Qingxian, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Is it really correct?

"You have already drawn the lot, so of course you have to tell me." Liao Tingzuo smiled faintly: "Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the person who set the question. Isn't that right, Lao Zhong?"

Zhong Hua sneered and said, "Yes, young man, if you have any ideas, just say it."

"It's not the right word, it's not fair, so why would we laugh at you?"

When he said this, his tone became a little excited.

What a joke.

After all, he is also a poet.

Although this is just a hobby.

But, no matter what, he had been preparing for this couplet for more than a month. It's impossible for him to be matched by this little brat so soon, right?
Li Qingxian looked conflicted: "Do you really want to say it?"

Liao Tingzuo nodded slightly, and Zhong Hua was not polite, "Go ahead."

"Alas." Chu Feng sighed. Li Qingxian sighed, pretended to think about it, and then said: "I am right about the nine-nine-nine layers, the upper nine layers, the lower nine layers, one layer after another, one layer after another."

Li Qingxian's words left everyone stunned.

Only Liao Tingzuo's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he looked at Li Qingxian with admiration.

First couplet: Eight trigrams in August, Qian trigrams, Kun trigrams, all-round;

Ninety-nine floors, nine floors, nine floors, nine floors nine, nine floors high, nine floors.

Zhong Hua was confused and repeated Li Qingxian's words: "Nine-nine-nine layers, nine layers, nine layers nine, nine layers high, nine layers low, nine layers stacked, nine layers stacked, nine layers stacked, layer by layer, layer by layer..."

As he spoke, he felt a slight palpitation.

Just because this couplet is actually better than the one I wrote!

Everyone was stunned.

"How could this be?"

"Oh my goodness, they actually met?"

“More than just matching, this young man’s couplet not only has the same words, phrases, rhymes, rhymes, and rhythms, but also has almost the same meaning. It’s simply a great couplet!”

Liu Yifei standing by was also confused.

But compared to others, he was mentally prepared.

(End of this chapter)