Min Yang had a confident smile on his face and asked, "So what's our topic?"
The other five people turned their attention to the director team. All six of them had to participate in the game, and it would be unfair if anyone came up with the questions.
The director thought for a moment and said, "There are exactly six of you. Why don't we take the square root of six, an infinite non-repeating decimal, and one number for each line of poetry."
The comment was silent for a moment, and then a dense array of ellipsis marks floated across.
What kind of science straight man speech is this
This is the first time I have seen a Fei Hua Ling with square root irrational numbers as the theme...
I thought you would choose common imagery like romance, flowers, snow and moon as the title. Sorry, I underestimated you.
This director is kind of cute.
Soon, the program staff brought a question board with the result of square root of six written on it, all the way to hundreds of decimal places: 2.4494897427832…
The six people confirmed the order of answering the poems. Hou Yingfan was the first to read a poem with the number two as the title: "In February, the grass is long and the warblers are flying. The willows on the bank are swaying and the spring smoke is intoxicating."
Next up is Min Yang, who used the number four as his title: "The rooftop is 48,000 feet high, and it seems to be tilting to the southeast."
The old man Yu Feipeng still uses the number four: "The sounds of the borders rise from all directions, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and the setting sun close the lonely city."
Ying Wenlin: "The waterfall drops three thousand feet straight down, I wonder if it is the Milky Way falling from the sky."
Fan Menghua: "The path to Huang Si Niang's house is full of flowers, so many that the branches are weighed down by the thousands."
The poems I said seemed to be learned before.
In fact, I have hundreds of poems in my collection, which is enough for playing this game.
It is not enough to just memorize poems. The amount of poems you can memorize is one thing, and the ability to flexibly recall them is another. If you look at these poems and find them familiar, you may not be able to come up with the right answer in a short period of time.
It will be Xu Qiao's turn soon. Let's see which round he can reach.
Isn’t Xu Qiao a science and engineering genius? How can he be good at poetry
What's wrong with science and engineering? Our guys in science and engineering colleges are all very artistic, right
The more people you play Flying Flowers, the harder it is, because the verses you think of may be said by your opponent before you have a chance to say them. So you not only have to retrieve the verses you need from your memory, but you also have to pay attention to which verses your opponent has said.
Xu Qiao's poetry reserves may not be comparable to those of Hou Yingfan and others, but he has his own way of memorizing poems, and can quickly retrieve relevant verses when needed.
Xu Qiao glanced at the question board and saw the number eight: "King Mu's eight horses keep running, searching for the long sun and moon overseas."
Which poem is this from
This poem is a bit unfamiliar to me. I think it is about the Picture of Eight Horses.
After the six people finished their round of answers, the staff crossed out the first six numbers.
Hou Yingfan looked at the number at the back and blurted out without thinking: "A letter was sent to the emperor in the morning, and I was demoted to Chaozhou in the evening, a distance of 8,000 kilometers."
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When it was Xu Qiao's turn again, he still used the number eight: "The clear Huai River flows under Bagong Mountain, and a white-faced man is in the dust of a thousand riders."
The first few rounds were relatively relaxed with people going back and forth, and the six people spoke poems smoothly and freely.
It was not until the 50th decimal place, that is, the ninth round, that the speed of everyone reciting the poems began to decline.
By the 70th decimal place, the most common and familiar poems about numbers have been almost finished. To continue, you need to search your memory carefully.
The first person to be eliminated was the folk music master Ying Wenlin. When faced with the number seven, he thought for a long time, but everything he could think of had been said before, so he could only shake his head helplessly.
At this point, there are five players left in the game.
I thought Xu Qiao would be the first to be eliminated.
I didn’t expect that he was so good at science and had quite a lot of poetry…
When the number reached 100, the dancer Fan Menghua said with a smile, "I can't answer anymore. Please continue."
At this time, there were only Hou Yingfan, the vice president of the Poetry Association, Yu Feipeng, a master of calligraphy and Chinese painting, and Xu Qiaominyang, two witnesses of the inheritance of Chinese style.
When he reached the 110th decimal place, Min Yang was obviously stuck. He looked at Xu Qiao and frowned slightly.
The number that came up for him was three, but all the poems about the number three that he could think of had already been said by others. After a long while, Min Yang managed to recite a sentence: "The sun shines on the three spring days, and the flowers bloom red for thousands of miles."
After saying that, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The next person to speak was old man Yu Feipeng. He didn't rush to answer the question. He looked at Min Yang with a smile and said, "If I remember correctly, you just said a couplet, not a poem."
Min Yang was stunned for a moment.
The program crew searched on Baidu for the sentence that Min Yang had just read, and after confirming that it was a couplet and not a poem, Min Yang secretly clenched his fists, feeling a little annoyed that Yu Feipeng had lost his face.
Min Yang sighed, his smile helpless but decent: "I can't think of anything else, you guys continue."
What a pity for Min Yang
But he seems to be struggling. I guess he won't be able to go many rounds if he gets "three" right.
The little brother looks so good when he smiles,
Now, only Hou Yingfan, Yu Feipeng and Xu Qiao are left.
Fan Menghua looked at Xu Qiao curiously, and whispered to Wen Lin: "Xu Qiao is quite amazing."
Ying Wenlin nodded: "Indeed."
Watching the three continue to compose poems, Fan Menghua tucked the hair that fell on her cheek behind her ear and asked, "Who do you think will win?"
Ying Wenlin looked at the three people on the field. Old man Yu Feipeng had outstanding achievements in calligraphy and Chinese painting, and had a wide range of knowledge in traditional culture. At the moment, he did not show any obvious signs of struggling.
But Hou Yingfan is the vice president of the Poetry Association. On weekdays, the association holds many games such as poetry chain, poetry bell, and flying flowers. He definitely has an advantage in this regard.
As for Xu Qiao… Ying Wenlin looked at him a few more times, with a little more interest in his eyes.
I hadn’t noticed him before I came here, but now it seems that he is quite a surprise.
Compared to Hou Yingfan's ease in reciting poems, his speed was slower, but always steady. Ying Wenlin couldn't predict how many more rounds Xu Qiao could continue.
He hesitated for a moment and told his thoughts truthfully: "I'm not sure. It's hard to say."
Fan Menghua raised the end of her eyebrows, somewhat surprised by Ying Wenlin's answer, and turned to look at Min Yang: "Min Yang, what do you think?"
Min Yang did not hesitate at all: "I think it's Teacher Hou."
The audience also started discussing in the barrage.
There is no suspense about this, Hou Yingfan is the vice president of the Poetry Association after all.
I think Mr. Yu has a chance to win. He is very well-educated.
But I didn't expect Xu Qiao, a science student, to be able to take so many rounds. The poems he said were not well-known, so his reserve of poems must be quite high.
When he reached the 200th digit, facing the number seven, Yu Feipeng pondered for a moment and shook his head.
The comments were in uproar. No one expected that Mr. Yu would be eliminated before Xu Qiao.
At this time, only Hou Yingfan and Xu Qiao were left.
With only two people left, the pace became much faster.
The two of them went back and forth, and the numbers moved down quickly.
Hou Yingfan is sure to win, as he speaks out his ideas without even thinking. Xu Qiao, on the other hand, is much slower.
It's amazing that Xu Qiao can take so many rounds
Xu Qiao is not slow, he speaks at a leisurely pace.
When it came to the 270th decimal place, Hou Yingfan got stuck for the first time. He thought for four or five seconds before he gave the poem.
When it came to the 300th place, Hou Yingfan got stuck more and more often, and his ease gradually disappeared.
On the other hand, Xu Qiao still spoke at a moderate speed. He didn't rush to speak first, nor did he seem to be struggling, which made people feel a little unsure.
At 330, Hou Yingfan encountered the number six: "The grass spread across the field for six or seven miles, and the flute played three or four notes in the evening breeze."
The staff member whispered to each other and reminded: "Teacher Hou, Teacher Yu mentioned this poem before."
Hou Yingfan's forehead began to sweat, and he looked obviously nervous. He immediately added: "The autumn scenery is not yet amazing, wait until the 15th or 16th."
The game continues.
As we move forward, the contrast between the two people's conditions becomes somewhat obvious.
Oh my god, looking at this, it can’t be Xu Qiaoying, right
This Feihualing is too long, it's almost 400 decimal places.
At the 400th place, Hou Yingfan recited the poem with difficulty: "We should shed tears when we look at the bright moon together, and we feel homesick in five places at the same time in one night."
He looked a little nervous as he waited for Xu Qiao to continue.
However, Xu Qiao's voice did not sound for a long time.
Is he finally starting to lose strength? Hou Yingfan heaved a sigh of relief. Xu Qiao has been in a very stable state until now, showing no signs of decline, which made him a little upset.
Hou Yingfan had a strong desire to win in the field he was best at, and he no longer regarded this as just a game, but a competition. He was a little distracted at first, worried that he would really lose today, but when Xu Qiao couldn't answer, he felt relieved.
If Xu Qiao also starts to get stuck, he will have a chance of winning. Hou Yingfan can't accept that an amateur can beat him in the professional field, that's too unacceptable.
Xu Qiao is stuck
It's been more than ten seconds and the call is still not connected. Shouldn't this be considered a failure
Why is there no movement from the program crew
At this time, the camera turned and the audience watching the live broadcast saw that there were no more numbers on the question board.
The staff member laughed bitterly. Who could have thought that they would play the flying flower game and it had reached 400 people but still no winner had been decided.
Their program crew is happy to see this situation and hopes that Xu Qiao and Hou Yingfan can determine the winner, which will then be edited and become a hot topic.
but…
I can’t find the 400th decimal place of the square root of 6 on Baidu!
The calculator on the phone could only calculate to eight or nine decimal places. The staff spent a long time searching Baidu for the result of square root of 6, but could only find the answer to four hundred decimal places at most.
No matter how many there are, you won’t find them even if you search the entire Internet.
It's a bit embarrassing that the flying flower order entitled "Root 6" can't continue.
What should I say... Turns out there's no question.
So who wins and who loses now
It seems that Xu Qiao has a higher chance of winning...
I think it’s not certain whether we can continue the competition, President Hou is still very strong.
Hou Yingfan was a little disappointed when he knew it wasn't Xu Qiao who got stuck, but then he thought, this is a good thing, he doesn't have to compete anymore.
The staff discussed it and walked up to the two people: "Well, because we can't find a number with a square root of six decimal places after four hundred, so..."
He was just about to suggest calling it a draw when Xu Qiao smiled and said, "Do you have a computer?"
The interrupted staff: “?”
Xu Qiao flexed his fingers and his smile faded: "Write a program and it can be calculated."
Hou Yingfan: “???”
Barrage:"???"
… Suddenly I remembered that this guy is a science genius
No, it’s ok that he knows math and physics, but he also knows programming
Programming and mathematics are somewhat related. Many programming masters are mathematicians.