"The dance moves of everyone An are really amazing!"

"I was fortunate to see An Jiao in Chang County a sword dance in Wangyue Tower. It was really floating like a fairy and made people linger."

"I found out that everyone in An was going to Wenhu County to perform a dance, praying for a bumper harvest in Wenhu County and good weather. Therefore, I traveled thousands of miles here just for this shocking sword dance!"

Among the crowd, there were poor scholars who were willing to praise him.

Everyone agreed.

On the stage, An Jiao Chang's sword was removed from his hands, and a ribbon was wrapped around the hilt of the sword, flew around the crowd, causing everyone to bow their heads or lean back.

The long sword flew back to An Jia's hands, and then she threw it out. The crowd gave way, and the sword was diverted, but it was not hurt by the audience at all!

The flying sword arrived in front of Jiang Yu, suddenly stopped, and then flew back quickly. Everyone looked at Jiang Yu meaningfully, smiled, and continued the sword dance!

"Is this sword-controlling technique?"

Liang Xin whispered.

It is impossible to wrap silk around the hilt of the sword, allowing the iron sword to fly over people's heads. Once it is played, it is easy to stab the onlookers.

"There is a Yuanli silk thread wrapped around the iron sword through silk. It is not considered a sword-controlling technique, but just a trick of fooling people!"

Jiang Yu bowed his head and responded.

"This brother has been talking to his female companions around him. I think it's not for watching An Jia's sword dance!"

A sound rang out, and Jiang Yu looked in the voice, which was the poor scholar whom he had been feeling before.

"The wind suddenly rises, and a pool of spring water is wrinkled!"

Jiang Yu looked at him and responded faintly.

When the scholar heard this, a bright color flashed in front of his eyes and praised:

"Brother, I am very literary, but what does this have to do with my brother, I don't respect An and everyone's performance?"

"Wrinkle a pool of spring water, what's the matter?"

Jiang Yu joked.

The scholar looked embarrassed when he heard this, and looked at Jiang Yu with great displeasure, and his eyes returned to the stage.

A scholar who has no use!

Crazy, weak and pitiful!

"Scholar, are you a Confucian disciple?"

Liang Xin couldn't help but feel funny when she saw the scholar's appearance, so she wanted to tease him.

"The young student Shen Yan, a Confucian disciple, once studied in the Holy Academy!"

The scholar glanced at Liang Xin, perhaps amazed at Liang Xin's youthful beauty, and then quickly lowered his head and replied.

Confucius said: Do not look at what is not polite, and do not speak what is not polite!

This is probably the case!

"I don't believe it!"

Liang Xin said directly:

"I heard that Confucian disciples have six arts in their bodies, including etiquette, music, shooting, imperialism, and calligraphy. They are all exquisite."

"I'll ask you an algorithm question. If you can answer it, I believe you are really a Confucian disciple!"

"If you can't answer, you are a hypocrite who seeks fame and a fake scholar!"

The scholar was also aroused by Liang Xin's competitive spirit, so he said confidently:

"Although arithmetic is a minor trick, the young actor has also made some research. The girl has only asked questions!"

"Listen, any even number greater than or equal to six can be represented as the sum of two odd prime numbers."

"Any odd number greater than or equal to nine can be represented as the sum of three odd prime numbers."

"How should this conjecture be proved?"

Liang Xin raised a curve in the corner of her mouth and said.

Goldbach conjecture, an "jewel" that is unattainable in the crown of mathematics.

If this guy in front of me can prove it, that is really a ghost!

Scholar Shen Yan: "???"

“Isn’t it too difficult?”

Liang Xin looked at him with a caring look:

"It's okay to change another question!"

"It is known that the function f(x)=4x2-2(p-2)x-2p2-p+1 has at least one real number c on the interval [-1,1], so that f(c)>0, what is the value range of the real number p?"

Scholar Chen Yan: "!!!"

Is this arithmetic problem?

Isn’t the one that is particularly difficult to solve the problem of arithmetic problems like chickens and rabbits?

Ask me, I can calculate this!

When Jiang Yu saw the scholar's dilemma, he couldn't help but silently observe a three-second silence for him.

Take bamboo shoots!

Don't bully people like this!

"Arithmetic is just a small path. If you don't learn skills well, you will lose!"

"But this brother beside you has a good literary talent. Would you like to compare poetry, lyrics and essays with me?"

The scholar Chen Yan said unwillingly.

Jiang Yu glanced at him and said silently:

"The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are roaring, and the white birds fly back."

"The endless fallen trees rust down, and the endless Yangtze River rolls."

"I am always a guest in the miserable autumn of thousands of miles, and I have been on stage for more than a hundred years."

"The hardships and bitterness of the frost, the frosty wine glass is gone."

Every time Jiang Yu said something, it was like a slashing a fierce knife in the heart of a scholar. After singing the song "Climbing the Higher" with the seven-character crown, the scholar's heart was already ripped by Jiang Yu.

"I'm done, it's your turn!"

Jiang Yu said in a calm tone.

"You...you...you cheat!"

The scholar Chen Yan's face turned red and he said a little angry:

"How can you write such a deep quatrain at such a young age?"

"This does not match your age and mood. Although I don't know which sage wrote this poem, I definitely don't believe it was written by you!"

This silly boy has some discernment ability... Jiang Yu said again:

"The world's storm comes from our generation, and it's time to enter the world."

"The emperor's tyranny is talking and laughing, and life is drunk."

“…”

After Jiang Yu finished singing, he asked again:

"Is this song OK?"

"You...you...you..."

The scholar pointed at Jiang Yu, a little speechless, then looked around and fled in panic!

Liberal arts students, is that okay?

Fighting poems with me?

I also have 1,800 Tang and Song lyrics here!

It scares you to death if you carry it out!

"Dimensional reduction strike!"

Liang Xin glanced at Jiang Yu and said with a smile.

Jiang Yu responded shyly: "Dimensional reduction strike!"

"Bang!"

The two of them silencedly and cooperated with each other!

"Did you really think about the poem you just now?" Liang Xin asked curiously.
To be continued...