Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fu Xin didnât know what the comments were talking about, so she didnât restrain herself. Instead, she continued, âA foreigner in a foreign land, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. Every time thereâs a good festival, one misses their family. The spring wind in February is like scissors.â
Fu Xin shook her head as she spoke, looking like she was immersed in the joy of poetry.
Zhang Nan was already amused by her. âWhat are you reading? Hahaha!â
The bullet screen also burst into wild laughter. After the wild laughter, they continued to discuss.
[Normally, a woman doesnât read poetry and one that does isnât an ordinary woman, sheâs just ridiculously wrong.] [Save me! I canât stop laughing.]
[I have to say, her memorization is quite rhyming.]
[This is called second-degree composition! But I reckon that the poet will jump out of his coffin in anger because of her.]
[Hurry up and look at CEO Jiangâs eyes! The cameraman gave a close-up.]
[Whatâs with that look in CEO Jiangâs eyes? Itâs actually filled with love?]
[Sheâs fooling around! Heâs laughing! How sweet! This is true love, right?]
After Zhang Nan smiled, she gave a neutral evaluation. âAlthough it doesnât match, at least you remember it.â
âBut the grading teacher drew crosses for me!â Fu Xin sighed softly with a helpless expression.
âIn other words, when you answer the questions, you also use such a poem?â Zhang Nan thought that she had deliberately changed it, but she did not expect that she really did not know how to do it.
âThatâs right! Thatâs why the teacher drew crosses for me.â Fu Xin was still helpless. She had memorized so many things, but none of them matched.
âBut⦠Whatâs the next sentence?â Feng Xing was listening seriously. When he suddenly asked this question, Fu Xin and Zhang Nan looked at each other. Neither of them could answer.
Even Feng Xing could not remember what it was. They were not the only ones. The netizens could not remember either until Jiang Yi said faintly, âMay I ask where the winery is? The shepherd boy pointed to Apricot Flower Village from afar.â
Not only did he know, but he also explained, âThis poem is called âQing Mingâ. Du Mu asked the locals where to buy soju. The shepherd child smiled and pointed in the direction of Apricot Flower Village.â
Zhang Nan: âThatâs amazing!â
Bullet comments: âThatâs amazing!â
Many people had memorized this poem before, but very few people could really answer it. Such poems were handed over to teachers long after the college entrance examination. Therefore, ordinary peopleâs memories of knowledge would peak in high school. After high school, they would hand over all the Imowledge they had learned to their teachers.
Therefore, it was understandable that Zhang Nan and the bullet screen could not answer. However, Jiang Yi was able to read it out so easily. It could be seen that his knowledge was as solid as usual. The man who could recite poems was very handsome. A man that is good-looking and could recite poems was even more handsome. Clearly, Jiang Yi belonged to the latter category.
Fu Xin couldnât help but be attracted to Jiang Yi. She looked at him in a daze for a few seconds, but after a few seconds, she fell into confusion again. She seemed to have experienced this scene somewhere before.
It seemed to be in high school. In class, the teacher asked her a question. This question was related to the homework left behind by the teacher last night. She was not a good student who completed her homework on time, so she definitely did not know what the teacher was asking.
Just as the teacher was about to punish her, a boy stood up and answered the question. His answer was very correct. The teacher naturally wouldnât say anything about him, but the teacher also knew his intentions. He must have done this to help Fu Xin, so in the end, the teacher didnât punish Fu Xin because of that boy.
That voice was as pleasant as Jiang Yiâs voice.
âWhatâs wrong? Are you feeling unwell?â Jiang Yi spoke in the same voice.
âNothing!â Fu Xin shook her head. âYou were too handsome just now. My eyes are cameras. I took a photo and stored it in my mind.â [Uh⦠Another wave of sugar, but Iâm already full. Burp!]
[Do you have to be so sweet! Do I have to eat wave after wave?]
[Fu Xin is right! President Jiang was indeed very handsome just now. I was stunned by his handsomeness even through the screen! Besides, they were really opposite each other.]
[What kind of brain does CEO Jiang have? Itâs been so long since he graduated, is his brain is a computer?]
[If I had such a brain, I would have been admitted to a famous university long ago.]
âWhat was President Jiang like when he was in school?â Zhang Nan could not
help but be curious. He could recite poems and explain it just like that. What kind of godly operation was this?
âUh⦠I think heâs a straight-A student! No, I should say heâs even better than a straight-A student,â Fu Xin guessed. âOtherwise, why would he like me? Weâre complementary of each other.â
âFirst place in the entire grade,â Jiang Yi said confidently. âNo one has surpassed my records in all my exams yet.â
Handsome!
Arrogant!