Chapter 201 Officially Join the Poetry Association
Song Yi nodded. He also didn't expect Ye Xuan to pass Chen Qi's test so quickly.
During Ye Xuan's explanation, Song Yi listened very carefully. As soon as he heard it, he knew that Ye Xuan was not just superficial. This was definitely accumulated through reading a lot of books and could not be achieved overnight.
It seems that Chen Hong is right, Ye Xuan is indeed powerful enough.
I didn't expect him to pass Chen Qi's level so quickly. It seems that I underestimated him a bit.
Ye Xuan was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He still maintained a humble attitude and said, "Thank you, Director Chen."
"Lao Zhang, I'm done with this level. It's your turn next. Don't underestimate Ye Xuan. I'm a lesson learned from the past." Chen Qi kindly reminded him.
Zhang Yuan smiled, glanced at Ye Xuan and said: "Ye Xuan, my question is very simple, the reasons and types of myths."
A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of Song Yi and Chen Qi. Zhang Yuan's question was quite profound. It required a lot of knowledge in literature to solve this question.
"Ding! Trigger intermediate Chinese language ability."
"Ding! We are searching for the reasons and types of myths... The search is completed and the answers are being delivered..."
The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth raised slightly as he took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Myths are divided into three basic categories."
"Creation myth: People's exploration and explanation of the birth of the world and the origin of human beings constitute the basic theme of creation myth. This most primitive, basic and important issue is the thinking of primitive people who are at the beginning of the development of human consciousness.
and a big issue of concern.”
"Heroic myths: The emergence of heroic myths means the awakening of human self-consciousness, reflecting primitive humans' understanding and reflection of themselves. In their long-term practice of fighting against nature or society, they continue to deepen their understanding of nature, society and themselves.
, explaining and exploring the relationship between subject and object, and creating stories of heroic deeds, constitute the theme of heroic myths.”
"Legendary myths: They reflect primitive humans' desire and ideals to break through the limitations of various natural conditions and transform their own living environment, showing amazingly surreal and supernatural imagination."
When Ye Xuan told his answer, Zhang Yuan was so shocked that he stood up from his chair.
Zhang Yuan looked at Ye Xuan in shock. He never expected that Ye Xuan understood the myth so well.
"Haha..." Zhang Yuan suddenly laughed and gave Ye Xuan a thumbs up, "It's amazing, it's really amazing."
"Director Zhang, are you satisfied with my answer?" Ye Xuan said with a slight smile.
"Satisfied, satisfied, I'm so satisfied. You really have real talent and learning." Zhang Yuan said with praise.
"Ding! The host has been praised by Zhang Yuan, and his language ability +1..."
"President, I haven't been able to hold him back at this level. The rest is up to you." Zhang Yuan made a gesture of invitation. He was very much looking forward to Ye Xuan's next performance.
"Ye Xuan, the fact that you can pass the test between them proves that you are indeed capable. I would like to hear the source of inspiration for your creation of "Poetry in Seven Steps" and "Thoughts on a Quiet Night." Song Yi said with a smile.
"Uh." Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment. He originally thought Song Yi would have some problems, but he didn't expect that Song Yi actually wanted to hear his inspiration.
To be honest, how could Ye Xuan have any inspiration? This was originally given to him for the emergency system.
Of course, it is impossible for Ye Xuan to say that he has a system and that he is a time traveler, then the three of them will definitely regard him as crazy.
"Ding! Trigger intermediate strategizing."
"Ding! Trigger intermediate sweet talk."
"Ding! Trigger the intermediate character."
"Ding! The relevant languages are being organized... The languages are organized and the host can speak freely."
Ye Xuan adjusted his mentality, and the expression on his face gradually became serious, and said: "Inspiration comes from life, which is quite simple to say."
"I used to have a neighbor who had two brothers. In order to compete for the family property, they made various calculations and eventually the brothers turned against each other."
"So when Teacher Chen asked me to compose a poem in seven steps that day, I thought of this and then I got inspiration."
"I have met many elderly people before. They are not locals and came to settle in Jiangcheng County for various reasons. But when I chatted with them, I found that they missed their hometown very much."
"It happened that Teacher Chen asked me to compose a poem that day, so I took the old man's longing for his hometown as a theme, and then created "Thoughts on a Quiet Night."
Ye Xuan spoke very seriously, and his expression, demeanor, and movements were so perfectly coordinated that no one could find any clues at all.
"Pa bang bang..."
Song Yi, Zhang Yuan, and Chen Qi clapped their hands and applauded.
"What an inspiration comes from life, Ye Xuan, you said it very well. I completely agree with this sentence." Song Yi said with great approval.
"No wonder Chen Hong has been telling me how amazing you are. You are a rare genius and extremely gifted in literature. I originally thought Chen Hong was exaggerating."
"But now I realize that I was totally wrong. Chen Hong didn't bully me."
"In fact, not only literature, but also other subjects are derived from life. Life is our teacher, it can make us realize and let us grow."
"Ye Xuan, you have such insights and understanding at such a young age. I am very satisfied with you. You have passed this test."
"Ye Xuan, you are really amazing. The president rarely praises others, but this time he used so many words to praise you. This shows that you have given him a big shock."
"Indeed, as far as I know, there are only a handful of people who have such praise from the president, and you are the only one as young as you."
Being praised by others is naturally a very happy thing, and Ye Xuan is no exception.
Song Yi, Zhang Yuan, and Chen Qi were members of the Poetry Association, and their status was unquestionable. To be praised by such people would have been a revelry for others.
Ye Xuanhe maintained an attitude of neither arrogance nor impetuosity, and still maintained a humble attitude. He cupped his fists and bowed: "Thank you, President Song, Director Zhang and Director Chen."
"Okay, okay, haha."
Song Yi, Zhang Yuan, and Chen Qi were very satisfied with Ye Xuan's attitude, and their good impression of Ye Xuan suddenly improved a lot.
"Ye Xuan, from now on, you are a member of my Poetry Association. I will ask someone to prepare the membership card of the Poetry Association as soon as possible. I will send it to you to school when the time comes." Song Yi said.
"Okay, thank you, President Song, and also thank you, Director Zhang and Director Chen." Ye Xuan said happily.
"Ye Xuan, your teacher Chen is also a member of the Poetry Association. She will teach you the rules of the Poetry Association. We also have a member group. If there is any news from the Poetry Association, it will be posted in the group."
"You can also communicate with members in the group when you have time," Song Yi said.