How to break into a Chinese book

Shen Yi and Li Qingzhao had a stalemate at the door of Su Shi's house, and the scene was once very strange.

Although she grew up a bit, she was a woman after all.

Shen Yi also felt that he should not be too rude: "If I fetch water for you, what good will it do?"

Jiang Yan:? ? ?

Shen Yi saw that she was in a bit of trouble, and said with compassion as much as possible: "Well, you owe me a favor."

As he said that, he nodded his chin towards the bucket and pole as a matter of course: "Okay, put it here, I will help you in a while."

Then he turned around and walked into Su Shi's yard.

Who knew that the woman behind her who said she couldn't lift the water actually grabbed his arm with such strength that she could lift a cow.

It was probably the first time Jiang Yan met such a straight man who couldn't understand human words: "I mean, please help me fetch water now."

Shen Yi turned his head and squinted at him: "Of course asking for help depends on the convenience of the other party. How can there be any reason to force it? Your behavior is called moral kidnapping. In modern society thousands of years later, it is necessary to put it on the Internet. Sentenced publicly."

"Besides," he glanced at the big hand pinching his arm, "are you sure you can't lift it?"

"Okay." Jiang Yan smiled and let go of his hand, "Then please Mr. Shen fetch water for me when you are free."

Shen Yi never thought that Li Qingzhao would let him go so easily.

But the countdown was fleeting, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed into Su Shi's house in a hurry.

The yard is not big, a gravel path is paved on the dirt, and there is a stone well on the west side of the yard.

The one on the east side is the bedroom. The door of the largest room in the middle is open, and the desks in the room can be vaguely seen.

Shen Yi walked in quickly.

There are brushes, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, as well as some calligraphy and paintings.

Shen Yi flipped through it casually, and all the words were "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" and "Ding Fengbo", nothing else.

But in the trash basket next to the desk, there was a piece of crumpled paper that looked very awkward.

Spread the rice paper out, and there are dense and neat lowercase letters written on the paper.

It's a very long article, and it doesn't belong to the content of those two poems.

"In the autumn of Renxu, when the seventh month is over, Su Zi and his guests are boating under the Red Cliff. The breeze is blowing, but the waves are calm. The wine belongs to the guests, and the poems of the bright moon are recited, and the songs are graceful..."

This is "Red Cliff Fu", which is the work of Su Shi over there.

Aren't the two Su Shis refusing to admit each other's existence?Why are there works over there?

Could it be that……

Just as Shen Yi fell into deep thought, he heard the high-toed accusation of the man with glasses coming from the door: "Why did you come here?!"

"Don't even check the time!" The man with glasses said angrily, "It's time for Uncle Wang to answer, why don't you stay with us? Do you think it's nothing to do with you until it's your turn?"

"With people like you, how can we work together to pass the level?!"

Shen Yi ignored him at all, and said to the girl in school uniform: "I found "Red Cliff Fu" here."

"Isn't "Red Cliff Fu" from the second compulsory course?" The girl was a little surprised, "How could there be..."

The man with glasses sneered: "Does this prove that your reasoning about penetrating Chinese documents is wrong?"

Shen Yi still ignored him: "This is very likely to show that the two Su Shi have realized the rationality of each other's existence and are trying to accept this matter."

"If I'm not mistaken, Su Shi on the opposite side should also have this word."

"So, what conclusion do you draw?" The man with glasses pointed to the countdown that only had 2 minutes left in the void and was still decreasing, "There are only 2 minutes left, please tell me the answer, who is the real Su Shi?"

Shen Yi squinted his eyes.

Never seen anything so annoying.

"I don't understand. I can't listen to other people's opinions. It shouldn't be the occupational disease of the people's teachers, right? Is your personality flaw a bit serious?" Shen Yi looked at him blankly, "The answer you forced others to agree with, What if it is wrong? If Uncle Wang dies because of this, will you be responsible for his life?"

The expression of the man with glasses became stiff instantly.

No one can be responsible for other people's lives, especially in this kind of dangerous game where they can't protect themselves.

Uncle Wang probably saw that the atmosphere was too embarrassing, so he hurried out to smooth things over: "Don't argue, don't argue. In fact, I think the teacher's answer is quite reliable. What do you think, young man, can you tell me?"

Seeing that the countdown was about to reach zero, Shen Yi didn't hesitate any longer: "I think you might try to convince Su Shi that the other party is also real."

Wang Fu didn't understand: "What... what does this mean?"

Shen Yi explained: "I think the punishment of the player is not the right or wrong answer, but the disagreement of the two NPCs. If they can agree with each other's opinions, maybe they won't attack the player."

His point of view is very novel.

It is so novel that it is like saying that the answer is E in a four-choice question with only ABCD.

The man with glasses was the first to think it was absurd: "How can I persuade you? During the college entrance examination, can you convince the teacher to let you take math first and then Chinese? This is the rule! It is a rule that cannot be broken at all!"

The man with glasses didn't intend to refer to Shen Yi's opinion, so he pulled Wang Fu towards the direction of the two Su Shis: "Master, if you want to believe me, choose the younger one, and then tell him our reasoning. Since it's a multiple-choice question, No one is more correct than the teacher's answer, don't you think so?"

Ding--

Countdown to zero.

The two Su Shi who were arguing on the river bank also turned around and looked at the poor and helpless old man Wang with a faint look.

Wang Fu couldn't help recalling the scene of Zheng Gan being thrown into the water to feed the fish, his legs trembled involuntarily.The man with glasses grabbed his hand and barely gave him a little strength.

He took a deep look at the man with glasses, and said in a hoarse voice, "I believe in Teacher People."

"Wang Fu." The older Su Shi named Uncle Wang and said with a dark smile, "Do you have the answer? Which of us is the real Su Shi?"

There was no wind on the river bank, and there were a few strange ripples rippling along the emerald green river, so peaceful that it seemed that a strange fish with a bloody mouth could jump out in the next second.

Wang Fu slowly stood in front of the two, his eyes fell on the young Su Shi, and he said tremblingly: "You...you are real."

"Because according to our reasoning..."

The wind was strong and the waves were everywhere.

The older version of Su Shi and the strange fish in the river who were not selected did not give him any time to explain. Before he could say the reason for his reasoning, he was grabbed by the neck of Su Shi who was covered in blackness.

The poor old man was emaciated, struggled a few times with his legs, and was thrown into the river with a plop.

The strange fish rolled violently, unable to see what was happening underwater, but could hear the sound of crunching and gnawing bones.

The smell of blood came along with Su Shi's indifferent voice: "I'll give you another chance, the two of us... who is the real Su Shi?"

Ding--

[Level Mission: Who is the real Su Shi? 】

[Game rules: Players need to complete the answer within two hours, the third player to answer: Zhang Jianyuan. 】

The man with glasses turned pale instantly.

It's his next turn.

The countdown to zero jumped back to two hours, and Su Shi returned to the river bank to repeat the quarrel. Nothing seemed to happen, but their team had lost two people inexplicably.

Even though they were strangers to each other, the real people just disappeared in front of them, and their emotional breakdown reached a critical point in an instant.

The girl in the school uniform was the first to scream and covered her head, squatting on the ground and trembling all over.

She dared not look at the river at all.

Zhang Jianyuan, the man with glasses, also has erratic eyes and pale lips.

Not only was it his turn to be next, but more importantly, he remembered Shen Yi's words just now.

It was he who guided Wang Fu to make a choice. Even though he had made all the efforts, the uncle still lost his life because of his judgment.

He might really be to blame.

The man with glasses looked at the river for a long time with a solemn expression, and finally said to Shen Yi and the girl: "It's up to me next, I will investigate by myself, you don't need to help me."

After finishing speaking, he went to the Su residence that Shen Yi had just been to.

Shen Yi was the calmest among them.

He took out a few napkins from his pocket and handed them to the girl in school uniform: "Will you come with me?"

The girl's eyes were red from crying, she spread out a tissue to wipe her tears, and stood up with sobs: "I'm with you."

The napkin is large, soft and has a faint fragrance. It looks like an item from a high-end hotel.

In the lower right corner, there is a line of small characters printed in light gold: Fairmont Hotel.

"Fairmont Hotel... is that awesome seven-star hotel?" The girl was a little surprised, "Are you working as a chef in that hotel?"

Shen Yi nodded casually.

"Then what job do you do? It seems that chefs in this kind of big hotel are graded. Are you an assistant chef?"

Judging by Shen Yi's face, he is only about 25 or [-] years old. Generally, those who are still working in big hotels at such a young age are mostly assistant chefs doing odd jobs.

Who knew that Shen Yi would say casually, "Chief chef of Chinese food."

Is this bullshit blowing up?

The girl in school uniform curled her lips and did not expose him.

Following in the footsteps of Shen Yi, the two came to the home of Su Shi, the second compulsory course.

The difference from Su's house opposite is that the door of this house is locked tightly, and it is impossible to enter without a key.

Just when the two were thinking about whether to climb over the wall, the two people from the next courtyard came over.

The upright person wearing an official hat should be Wang Anshi, who is carrying a wooden table at the moment; the person with white hair and long beard holding a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his arms should be Da Calligraphy Home Wang Xizhi.

Sure enough, the two stopped in front of Su Shi's house, set up a table and spread paper, and when everything was ready, they bowed and greeted the two: "You two must be Mr. Su's disciples, and you came here specially to pay respects?"

Shen Yi and the girl in school uniform looked at each other and nodded.

"I am Wang Anshi."

"My lord, Wang Xizhi." Wang Xizhi stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Since he is a student of Mr. Su, he should know his masterpiece "Red Cliff Fu" by heart."

"You two, as long as you can write down the "Red Cliff Fu" completely, you can open the door and visit the house."

The girl in the school uniform looked down at the polished ink and the inkstone holding the pen, feeling like dying.

Why can't she put in more effort and memorize "Red Cliff Fu"?

When the book is used, there is less hatred. The current situation is even more difficult than getting "Red Cliff Fu" in the college entrance examination!

She didn't have any hope for Shen Yi at all. Few people can recite the ancient prose they learned in middle school after graduation for many years, let alone someone like Shen Yi whose job has nothing to do with Chinese studies.

"Why don't we hurry up and find Teacher Zhang?" The girl in school uniform pulled Shen Yi's sleeve and whispered.

However, Shen Yi picked up the pen calmly: "It's okay, I'll do it."

"Can you remember? This is not a joke, what if they make a mistake and punish us..."

Before the words fell, Shen Yi had already written.

Although his posture of holding the brush is like holding a spatula, and the handwriting is very clumsy, but every sentence is correct.

Even the rare words in the text are not bad at all.

In more than ten minutes, Shen Yi silently wrote the entire "Red Cliff Fu" with a brush.

The girl in the school uniform was both surprised and delighted: "Aren't you too good? After so long, you can still remember "Red Cliff Fu", and you actually wrote it silently!"

Shen Yi said indifferently: "I happened to read it at Su Shi's at the opposite door."

"You can remember it after reading it once?!" What kind of amazing memory is this? !

Shen Yi smiled: "This is called short-term memory. I may forget it after a while, but if I just read it, I can still remember it."

The girl was still in shock, and Wang Xizhi had silently picked up Shen Yi's dog crawling word to check it.

While reading it, he stroked his beard and exclaimed: "Good words! Good words!"

Shen Yi:?

Do you have any misunderstandings about good-looking writing?

Silently looking at his crooked calligraphy, Shen Yi pointed to the gate of Su Shi's house: "Mr. Wang, can we go in now?"

"Of course!" Wang Xizhi took out the key from his sleeve pocket and asked Wang Anshi to help open the courtyard door.

Almost the same layout as the Su residence on the opposite side.

There are also many writings, calligraphy and paintings on the desk in the main hall. Like the other side, the writings here are all the content of "Fu of Chibi", nothing else.

Different from the opposite side, there is no wastebasket here, and Shen Yi naturally couldn't find the traces of the two poems in the wastepaper.

The two searched the study all over, but found nothing unusual.

Could it be that he guessed wrong?

Next door is the kitchen. Based on the chef's instinct, Shen Yi went in and took a look around, only to discover the clue.

There was a stack of waste papers next to the stove where the firewood was piled up, and as expected, "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" and "Ding Fengbo" were among them.

The girl in the school uniform said happily: "Sure enough, there are four words that are compulsory!"

That's right.

Shen Yi got up from the pile of firewood, and only then did he have the time to really observe Su Shi's kitchen.

Very strange.

Su Shi is a person who likes to study food, but this kitchen looks desolate, with a layer of dust on the pot and stove, obviously it has not been used for a long time.

The seasoning jars beside the stove were also empty, except for one jar containing a piece of brown sugar wrapped in straw paper.

Shen Yi stared at the piece of brown sugar for a while, then pursed his lips, and put the sugar into his pocket.

"What did you take?" the girl in school uniform chased after her and asked curiously.

"It's nothing."

When the two walked out of the yard, Wang Xizhi was still hugging Shen Yi's dog and admiring the calligraphy. When he saw Shen Yi coming out, he said excitedly, "Little friend, there are rewards for good handwriting. What do you want?"

……Fine.

Shen Yi didn't hesitate, and said to Wang Xizhi, "I want a pot."

The girl in the school uniform thought she heard it wrong, and pulled Shen Yi's sleeve: "Brother, why do you want hot pot? You must clear the cheat book at this time!"

Shen Yi also didn't explain, just pointed to the stone bridge on the river and told her: "You and them will help me put the pot on the bridge later, remember to bring more firewood."

Shen Yi ran away before the girl understood the situation.

the other side.

Jiang Yan was sitting on Li Qingzhao's rocking chair basking in the sun, and the little suckling pig Sun Feiyu was lying at his feet. The two saw Shen Yiyaoguo's coquettish operation on the NPC public channel, and they couldn't understand what he wanted to do at all.

After a while, Shen Yi came to Li Qingzhao's courtyard with two buckets of water.

He put down the water, and said to Jiang Yan solemnly: "Miss Qingzhao, I brought the water you asked for for you."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, stepped forward to look at him for a while, and then said: "Then thank Mr. Shen."

"Do you still remember our agreement?" Shen Yi smiled, "I'll fetch water for you, and you owe me a favor."

"I want one thing."

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes: "What?"

Shen Yi pointed to Sun Feiyu who had already returned to the pigsty: "Pork belly, three catties is enough."

Sun Feiyu:? ? ?