"Student, you have no doubts now, right?" Jiao Zining asked with a smile.

"No more, I'll go down." Xu Zheng handed the microphone to Cao Zhengxuan and was about to step down.

"Since you come, you will be at ease. Xu Zheng, since you have come to the stage, why not challenge yourself?" Cao Zhengxuan said.

"This is a good suggestion." Jiao Zining echoed, "People in the audience, please give me some applause."

Many people applauded, especially those of Chen Yan.

"I really can't do this. My mind is blank now. Not to mention the twelve ancient poems, I can't even think of one of them." Xu Zheng's face turned red and he looked very embarrassed.

"How is this possible? It's not that even the 'bright moonlight in front of the bed' can't be recited?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"The moonlight in front of the bed? What is the next sentence?" Xu Zheng asked.

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Jiangdong's crazy laughter came from the audience. Several children from elementary school laughed.

"You really know how to pretend. Let's go down for me!" Cao Zhengxuan had no choice but to take the microphone from Xu Zheng's hand.

"Grandpa and grandma, and all the adults and children," Jiao Zining said loudly, "The episode is over. Now please calm down. There is a rule that needs to be added here."

The originally noisy venue suddenly became quiet.

"It is such a rule. In order to more reasonably evaluate every child on stage and to stimulate the potential of latecomers, the top ten children participating in this activity, from the first to the tenth, compared with the previous one, at least one new ancient poem has to recite at least one new ancient poem. After the tenth one, some of the most common ancient poems such as "Ode to the Goose", "Quiet Night Thoughts", "Grass", etc. are not included." Jiao Zining explained patiently.

"This is reasonable." An elderly man shouted, "Otherwise, no one would have taken the stage first, and they would have been waiting to memorize more than a dozen ancient poems before going to stage."

"Old man, that's what I mean. Then it's time to start. Please raise your hand if you want to go on stage. The first child to go on stage will be kissed by our boss of Jisheng Supermarket!"

Awesome, there were 10 or 20 people raising their hands. Several of them were shouting, "I, I."

Cao Zhengxuan glanced at the children who raised their hands and noticed that a little girl holding the adult's hand also raised her hand, so he clicked the little girl to go to the stage.

The little girl was carried onto the stage by an adult. She looked only six or seven years old, with two braids and two cheeks red.

Cao Zhengxuan and Jiao Zining both squatted down in front of the little girl.

"Can you tell your aunt what your name is?" Jiao Zining asked affectionately.

The little girl said her name.

"Are you so confident?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"Of course I have it. What I like to memorize the most is ancient poetry." The little girl was full of confidence, "Let's start."

"Okay, then let's start. Please prepare for the timing." Cao Zhengxuan handed the microphone to the little girl.

The little girl turned around and looked at the audience to recite ancient poems. The little girl was really in her belly. She started reciting "Ode to the Goose" and recited eight poems in a row, without stopping for a second in the middle.

"The ninth song, Wang Anshi, "Climbing Feilai Peak"." The little girl was still unsatisfied.

"Enough, kid, you have met the standards." Jiao Zining reminded.

"Beautiful sister, I can recite several more songs." The little girl was extremely innocent.

"It's really great. My sister recommends that you participate in related TV programs. If you participate, you may win the championship. Come and give your microphone to your sister. You can register at the work aunt and receive a 100 yuan shopping coupon." Jiao Zining said.

"Okay, thank you sister."

A staff member came to get the little girl to get the coupon.

There was applause from the audience.

...

Opposite Jisheng Supermarket, Gu Yong, the new general manager of Jingsen Supermarket, took two people to look here.

"Is he playing house with children?" Gu Yong sneered, "How do you let children go on stage to memorize ancient poems?"

"It has nothing to do with promotions. Cao Zhengxuan is confused." said the young man on Gu Yong's left hand.

"This is called "the trick of a silence," said the young man on Gu Yong's right. "Reciting ancient poems can also be promoted even if he recites them. Don't he open a bookstore? He opens a supermarket."

"Brother Shunwu has repeatedly told me not to underestimate Cao Zhengxuan," Gu Yong took a deep breath of smoke, "Cao Zhengxuan is at this level, how can I not underestimate him?"

"It's mainly because Brother Yong is a good plan and knows strategy. He took more than one million from Jisheng in one or two days. How can Jisheng not panic? This will have a great impact on their sales business." The previous young man said.

"That's for sure," the latter young man echoed, "mainly, this one million will bring more sales. A considerable number of customers will become our old customers of Jingsen. For Jisheng Supermarket, this is the biggest blow."

"Your analysis is good," Gu Yong praised, "this is my killer weapon. In terms of sales, Cao Zhengxuan is not a little worse than me!"

"Brother Yong is mighty." The two young people flattered each other.

"I'm leaving. There's no need to watch anymore." Gu Yong said.

The three of them turned around and walked towards the back road of Yangjiang.

...

In the lane, outside the crowd, inside the cordon pulled by the auxiliary police, Weng Kangjian, yellow-haired, cow eggs, and black people were always in a state of high tension.

...

On the stage, there were already more than a dozen people, and five or six children successfully obtained shopping value coupons, and the others came back with great pleasure.

The activity of memorizing ancient poems seems to be unchallenging, but it is not. It mainly has a three-minute time limit. Those who fail to succeed often have insufficient time. Especially for children in high school, they recite fourteen ancient poems in three minutes and fourteen ancient poems in nearly one minute. They have to complete them in one go, and they cannot choose the seven-character quatrains, otherwise, no matter how fluent you are, you will not win in time.

So, after these more than a dozen people came on stage, no children raised their hands for a while. It was not that the children lost their confidence, but that they were all reciting ancient poems in a chat in order to achieve extremely fluent level. Especially for elementary school students, they had no worries and how loud they were. In this way, the event site turned into an ancient poem learning corner.

Cao Zhengxuan and Jiao Zining smiled knowingly several times. They simply stopped and waited without reminding or urging. At this time, Zheng Mengjie came over and said that the number of customers who had shopped for more than 200 yuan had reached 54. He hoped that Cao Zhengxuan would use this gap to let the first batch of 54 customers go on stage to draw a special lottery, but Cao Zhengxuan did not agree.

What Cao Zhengxuan thought was that once these fifty-four customers were brought to the stage to draw special lottery, the atmosphere of the children reciting ancient poems would be destroyed.
Chapter completed!