Li Yiru stared at the unfamiliar environment in front of him. After a brief blank mind, countless messages quickly poured into his mind.

This is China, a country in a new time and space that is highly overlapping with China in many aspects such as economy and culture but has certain self-character characteristics.

The original owner of this handsome body is Li Yiru, who is the same name as himself. Sitting by his right hand is his high school classmate Ma Jian, a coquettish boy known as a young genius in Chinese studies. He does not know the middle-aged man by his left hand, but seeing this man calm and looking down on the world, he seems to be very cool?

There were 200 contestants sitting neatly in this studio, quietly waiting for the start of the auditions.

——This is the scene of the second phase of the National Auditions of the Chinese Poetry Competition!

...

The hot brain suddenly dropped to normal temperature. He had already learned the original owner's information about this time and space. Li Yiru was extremely surprised and began to doubt his life. He almost wailed: I've traveled through time?!

Is it so bizarre? Is it so unlucky?

I am the youngest associate professor of the School of Literature in a prestigious university. I am in my early 20s. Why did you travel through time for me?! Is some students secretly praised themselves as funny among educators?

Li Yiru suddenly felt something was wrong, and his memories in his previous life seemed to have been deepened!

The previous sentence of "The ancient temple is deep in the deep hall, the fragrance is cold and the wind" is "The flowers are green and the moon is green and the clouds are heavy"! Wow, you can answer the previous sentence immediately without thinking?

The poem "If you love the people, like singing and dancing, the Emperor of Sui will be disgraced and fight" comes from Qi Ji's "Looking at the Jinling Picture"! Oh my God, I have never memorized "Looking at the Jinling Picture" at all, but I once glanced at it occasionally.

The hairpin is better than the silence, and the shortness of the hair makes the head white, the gold is ten thousand to the calligrapher, and the moon is three consecutive fire bells! This...this...this...this...

This is so evil! I can still recite Du Fu's "Spring Look" backwards?

This is too unscientific. Who can recite poems in the back! The brain does not allow it logically!

Li Yiru was shocked by himself! After all, this is not something that people can do!

He had a bold guess, perhaps his memories in his previous life became information forever stored, just like a computer. When he recalled his memories in his previous life, it was actually similar to using a computer to search information? Is this a new model that is completely different from the normal memory thinking of humans?

Li Yiru vaguely felt that he seemed to be awesome!

Classmate Ma Jian came over at this time and said sincerely: "Actually, I really hope that we two can work together to break through the auditions and represent the school in the main competition. But if the hope is really disappointed, uh..."

Li Yiru turned his head and looked at him, confused.

Ma Jian said with some regret: "If your hope fails, then don't be discouraged. When you return to school, you must cheer up your spirits and study hard. Don't worry, I will definitely win you the championship trophy with your last wish."

Li Yiru was silent, this kid is quite bragging!

Ma Jian was puzzled and asked in confusion: "It is logical that your Chinese scores are indeed very good in the class, but looking at the whole school, your Chinese scores are not very outstanding. How did you do it with me?"

Li Yiru thought for a moment: "It starts with character, and finally looks?"

...

At about 10 a.m., everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the entrance of the studio, but saw a beautiful figure pushing the door in. The woman's eyes were gentle. The red workplace dress made her skin look as white as milk. The silver diamond-clad high heels stepped on the marble floor with a "da da da da" and the sound was neither hurry nor slow.

"Hello everyone, I am Liu Yiyi, the host of "Chinese Poetry Competition". I am very fortunate to see you here..."

Liu Yiyi's slender hands were lowered by Li Yiru's desk, but her beautiful eyes glanced at the audience: "Everyone here is an excellent contestant who has worked hard in the field of poetry in all walks of life. Congratulations to you for standing out among the nearly 10,000 applicants nationwide. Among them are top students from the National People's Congress of Beijing University, writers from the Writers Association, editor-in-chief of the publishing house, and even more than a dozen middle school students.

The ancient poem says, "Tung flowers bloom thousands of miles apart, the young phoenix is ​​clearer than the sound of the old phoenix." It is necessary for us to introduce the future of Chinese studies in particular.

The beautiful girl sitting in the third row of the left, No. 76, is Xia Yuqing from Renmin University High School, and is ranked second in the written test!"

Wow! The audience was applause!

Liu Yiyi leaned down and said, "This No. 9 player is Ma Jian from Beijing No. 19 Middle School, No. 9 in the written test! There are also Zhao Xiaomei from Liaoning Province Experiment, Cai Zhengkang from Shanghai Foreign Languages ​​High School, etc. I hope that all students will overcome all obstacles and move forward bravely."

Li Yiru, who was originally solemn, suddenly fell off his shoulders. It turned out that he called "Wait"? But that's right, who didn't make us stand out? His written test scores ranked 188th. If he shivered a little, he might not be qualified to sit in the audience with Ma Jian.

"I want to introduce the legendary contestant who has left us many beautiful moments in the past four seasons, Dong Jinfu, a doctor of ancient literature from Beijing University!"

Dong Jinfu stood up proudly and waved to the contestants, with the attitude of the leader inspecting.

Amid the applause, Li Yiru asked quietly: "Who is this person?"

"He is so awesome!" Ma Jianfeng danced, "Season 1 Poetry Competition, ranked second, second, second, second, second, and second in the third season. The most unfortunate thing is that in the fourth season, he was only 1 point away from losing to Shen Zhilei, runner-up! That is my idol!"

"The second son of a thousand years!" Li Yiru muttered quietly.

Liu Yiyi glanced at Li Yiru with a smile, then picked up her hand card and began to announce the rules of the last round of auditions: "Today, we will hold two rounds of knockout matches, the first round of knockout matches [Poetry Reorganization]. Among the 200 contestants present, 170 people will be eliminated in this round."

The scene was buzzing:

"Oh my God, the elimination rate is too high, right?"

"Basically, 10 to 1!"

“It’s so cruel!”

"This is a competition where you die and everyone dies! What's the point of poetry competition? Just call it "Everyone is looking for death"!"

...

"Don't look at me with such a glance!" Li Yiru cursed, and at this time Ma Jian was silent and looking at him with a sympathy.

[Poetry Reorganization] The rules of this competition are very simple, which is to completely break up a few unrelated poems and then arrange them randomly. The contestants must restore the poems from the "font library".

For example, the two sentences "The grass on the land of Lili" and "There is no one in the empty mountain", and the order is disrupted and the title becomes "The grass on the mountain of Lili" is "The grass on the mountain of Lili" and the contestant will restore the two lines of poetry accurately.

[Poetry Reorganization] A total of five questions are set up. Those who need to answer all five questions correctly and take a short time to advance.
Chapter completed!