Chapter 176 What? You Can’t Do the First Question? ! (Asking for Monthly Ticket)

The reason why the surrounding villages are so confident is because it is the end of the new year, so basically all the young people who work and go to school outside have come back.

These young people who work and go to school outside are the truly literate people.

Originally, Wangjia Village had poor cultural heritage.

Now that young people from more than thirty villages have gathered together, and there are so many talented people, it seems to everyone that Wangjia Village will be trampled into the ground and ravaged.

Even Wang Qiuren felt a little uneasy when he saw the heat wave caused by the surrounding villages.

Only Wang Mo and Hao Mingxing did not take this challenge seriously at all.

It’s time to eat, it’s time to drink.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiuren felt a lot more relieved.

In his opinion, Hao Mingxing should be so confident that he was so calm.

But he didn't know.

The reason why Hao Mingxing was so calm was that he didn't have any burden in his heart.

With Wang Mo, the "Xi Lou" himself, what can he be afraid of?

…

New Year's Eve.

Wang Mo and Hao Mingxing rarely watched the entire Spring Festival Gala.

Because, this Spring Festival Gala, Su Xueyao, Fu Zhuang, and Tang Qinyun performed on the stage.

All three performed brilliantly.

Even Wang Mo nodded secretly.

As for Hao Mingxing, while watching TV, he secretly sighed: "Brother Mo, this is really unbelievable. Three songs are on the Spring Festival Gala at the same time, who else can I give up?"

The more he thought about it, the more admiration Hao Mingxing looked at Wang Mo.

beside.

Wang Qiuren and Pan Shufang saw it, but mistakenly thought it was the look in Hao Mingxing's eyes that was deeply obsessed with Wang Mo and was willing to give everything.

The two looked at each other and sighed quietly.

Alas, it seems there is no way to stop it.

I can only wish you the best.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wangjia Village was already in an uproar.

At the entrance of the village, a huge platform has been built.

A powerful couplet is written on the platform:

First couplet: There is a competition at the head of the village, friends near and far, leaping tigers and leaping dragons compete for victory.

Second couplet: The Wang family took the lead, leveled things up, and exchanged words and regulations.

At this moment, many people from all over the country came here early after hurriedly paying New Year greetings to their elders.

And people are coming from other places one after another.

According to this situation, it is estimated that it will not be a problem for one or two thousand people to gather in Wangjia Village today.

Basically everyone from other villages had a hint of disdain and ridicule on their faces, wanting to see how Wangjiacun would make a fool of themselves today.

However, when some educated people saw the couplets on both sides of the ring, their hearts skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Because this couplet seems to be beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Suddenly, there were many more discussions.

"There's something about this couplet."

"No wonder Wangjiacun dares to set up a competition. It turns out he is confident."

"Strange, who in Wangjia Village has such ability?"

"I don't know, but I feel that this couplet was most likely plagiarized by Wangjiacun from somewhere."

"Hahaha, copy...well said! That must be the case."

"..."

8am.

Wangjiacun and several other villages launched three highly respected seniors to host this competition.

The rules are simple.

Wangjiacun sent one person to the stage to defend the ring. This person did not necessarily have to be well-educated, because he was just a person from Wangjiacun.

When people from the surrounding villages challenge questions, this person will act as a microphone and pass the questions to the "think tank" in Wangjia Village for answers. After the "think tank" answers, the answer will be announced through the people on the stage. .

The same goes for the challenger. He can be just a microphone for the "think tank", or he can take the stage as a representative.

Both parties take turns to question and answer.

That is: after the challenger asked a question, Wangjiacun asked another question.

Finally, after three days, the winner will be determined by which side answers the questions more correctly.

This side of Wangjiacun.

Before Wang Mo could speak, everyone unanimously recommended him to be the connector.

The exact words of his father Wang Qiuren: "Although Mo'er is uneducated, he looks pretty good and his image is enough to take on important responsibilities. And the 'illiterate village' in Wangjia Village came because of him, so it's just right for him to come forward."

Hao Mingxing took a look and thought to himself: "Okay, Brother Mo is already here, what kind of think tank do you need?"

The so-called think tank is actually a team composed of members with a diploma or above from Wangjiacun University, with Hao Mingxing as the core.

As a student of Xilou, Hao Mingxing was entrusted with important responsibilities.

Originally, many people in Wangjiacun were very worried about Hao Mingxing's participation, because this time the competition was a competition between Wangjiacun and other villages, and as an outsider, it might not be appropriate for Hao Mingxing to participate.

But without Hao Mingxing, they had no chance of winning.

While everyone was struggling, Wang Qiuren became anxious and said: "Hao Mingxing is my family's future son-in-law or daughter-in-law. He will be a member of my Wang family sooner or later, so there is nothing wrong with participating."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the meeting in Wangjiacun fell into a daze.

Someone asked: "Don't you have any daughters in your family?"

Wang Qiuren said: "That's why I'm not sure whether Xiao Hao is a son-in-law or a daughter-in-law."

? ? ?

Everyone became confused for a while, and it took a long time to sort out the relationship.

However, I was relieved and allowed Hao Mingxing to participate in this culture war in Wangjiacun openly.

nine in the morning.

This time the arena competition officially begins.

The entire village head of Wangjia Village was already filled with people, and even outsiders drove over from dozens of miles away, ready to enjoy this unique competition between villages.

In the arena.

An old man said solemnly: "In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the think tanks and players of both sides are not allowed to use any electronic devices such as mobile phones and headphones. Once discovered, they will be declared a loser immediately. Okay, now the competition officially begins."

soon.

Wang Mo came on stage.

Seeing him, the audience was agitated.

"He is Wang Mo!"

"It's this guy who turned Wangjiacun into an illiterate village."

"He's quite thick-skinned. With his level of education, he still dares to go on stage."

"Don't worry, he's just a microphone."

Then, another girl with glasses and a little fat stood opposite him.

Wang Mo didn't know the other party.

But after hearing the discussion in the audience, I quickly got some information: This girl’s name is Luo Min. She is from Luojia Village. She has been excellent in both conduct and study since she was a child. She was admitted to the National People’s Congress with excellent results three years ago and is currently studying in the National People’s Congress. Studying literature at Renmin University.

Many people in Wangjiacun also recognized her, and many people had worries in their eyes.

"Oh, it's that girl Luo Min."

"I heard that this child has been very good at Chinese since he was a child, and now he seems to be studying Chinese culture exclusively."

"Today's arena competition happens to be her professional strength."

"Can we do this?"

"I don't know. Anyway, our think tank is definitely not as good as hers. We can only look at Xiao Hao's."

On stage.

The girl looked at Wang Mo's handsome face and blushed slightly, but she quickly calmed down and said, "Wang Mo, hello, my name is Luo Min. Your first opponent today. If you are ready. , and I started asking the first question.”

Wang Mo smiled: "Ask."

A hint of surprise flashed in the girl's eyes.

She has heard of Wang Mo's name a long time ago. After all, it is very rare to have a top player in a place. But the people around him described Wang Mo as nothing but a good man. But Wang Mo, who was standing on the stage in front of her, was calm and steady, with reserved eyes, and even had a faint aura that suppressed her, a top student.

How could such a person be a idiot?

Suppressing the doubts in her heart, she asked the first question she had prepared for a long time: "Who are the disciples of Confucius? Just name more than eight."

This question is indeed not difficult for those who study literature.

But for the group of villagers in front of them, it was difficult to get out of the sky.

Even many young people who have gone to college are confused.

A few people with excellent grades can name one or two names such as Yan Hui and Zhong Yu, but no one knows more.

The villagers started talking about it.

"Confucius? Who is it?"

"How can I know if I'm a plowman?"

"..."

On the stage, Wang Mo had a faint smile on his face, waiting for the think tank's answer.

A few minutes later. Then someone from the Wangjiacun Think Tank came up and handed him a note.

He opened it and saw the answer written by Hao Mingxing: "Brother Mo, come on!"

Wang Mo read the note and said: "Confucius was full of peaches and plums throughout his life, and he was known as his seventy-two disciples. Among these disciples, the famous ones are: Yan Hui, Min Sun, Ran Geng, Ran Yong, Zhong You, Zai Yu, Yanyan, Bu Shang...etc."

The girl was a little surprised that Wangjiacun actually answered the first question correctly.

It seems that this village still has some strength.

You have to be more serious.

Just when her heart was filled with ripples.

Wang Mo pretended to glance at the note. Then he asked his own question, and he smiled and said: "The question you just asked was a little out of touch with the general public, and I guess no one is interested. So I will ask a question that the villagers are interested in. Today is an exchange between our villages. . Then I would like to ask, Mr. Luo, do you know how China’s ‘village’ came to be?”

The villagers heard this.

Ouch.

Really interested!

Especially many villagers in the surrounding villages shouted out.

"This question is simple, how else can the village come?"

"That's right, just call it whatever village you want."

"You see, when we surnamed Luo gather together, we become Luojia Village."

"It's so uneducated to ask such a question."

"Wangjiacun is really uneducated and can't even come up with a decent topic."

However, they did not notice that Luo Min's face on the stage turned from calm to the color of pig liver at this moment.

easy?

She even wanted to go down and scold those women who said it was easy.

I don’t know anything, so I’m just talking nonsense here.

After struggling for a long time, Luo Min said awkwardly: "I don't know."

What?

All the villagers in the audience were shocked when they heard Luo Min's words.

"have no idea?"

"You don't even know this?"

"Girl, don't talk nonsense."

"Are you confused by Wang Monawa's handsome appearance?"

"No, he's a college student studying literature."

"This is the first question and you can't do it?"

"Where is our think tank? Tell her the answer quickly."

Waves of curses and shouts came up, making Luo Min's face turn blue and red.

This is the nature of most rural women. They have no other abilities, and their ability to talk is definitely the first.

However, the next moment.

All these villagers shut their mouths.

Because a think tank composed of more than 30 villages also sent a representative to respond: "Sorry, we don't know this question either."

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Neither will their brain trust?

this……

how come?

how so?

Is this question that difficult? Isn't it very simple?

The point is, this is the first question, so they can’t answer it? (End of chapter)