Feng Zhiliang has always disliked people from the Mo family.

Especially now that the Feng Group has been influenced by the Mohists and is facing a crisis.

"Have you learned to talk nonsense at such a young age? You really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth."

Xiaobao doesn't like this person very much.

He only glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and said in a childish voice, "Then you can just ask."

"Just ask!" Feng Zhiliang sent a copy of "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty" directly.

Open it in front of everyone, "Let me start with a simple one, Li Bai's "To Wang Lun". "

"Li Bai was about to go on a boat, when he suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore..."

The little guy's voice was crisp and soft.

When it comes out from the microphone, it is exceptionally clear.

With almost no pause, he recited the poem directly.

Afterwards, he still stood there expressionless, just looking to his side, "Can you continue to ask?"

Feng Zhiliang narrowed his eyes, "Okay!"

"I say the last sentence and you answer the next sentence! The boundless falling trees are rustling..."

"The endless Yangtze River rolls in."

"Green Ant New Brewed Wine, Red Clay Small Stove?"

"It's like snow at night, I can drink a cup without..."

Xiaobao can answer fluently almost without thinking.

The surroundings were suddenly extremely quiet, and almost all the guests present gathered around.

All of them watched this scene with their eyes wide open.

In fact, not to mention other people, even Bai Xiran was a little surprised.

She knew that Xiaobao had a good memory, but she never thought...to this extent!

Feng Zhiliang saw that Xiaobao hardly made any mistakes and omissions, and couldn't hold back his face for a while.

He searched carefully in the prologue, and finally found a...

"Song No. 256, the last sentence is 'The sun is long in the clouds and the shadows in the lake, things change and the stars move a few degrees'. You answer the next sentence, if you can answer all these, I will be convinced, and the ticket will be given to you directly!"

Xiao Bao's chubby face wrinkled for the first time.

He looked at Feng Zhiliang quietly, and didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing this, the latter finally had a smile on his face, "Why, don't you know? Since I mentioned this book, then only any song in this book..."

"Although this is in the book, it's not the 256th song." Mo Xiaobao's voice was still childish, but every word was justified, "The 256th song should be "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", which is the only one in it Not a work of poetry."

"You are talking about the poem of the Pavilion of King Teng. After the preface, the next sentence should be 'Where is the emperor in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself'."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Zhiliang was completely frozen in place.

Not only was Xiaobao right, he even memorized the page number and sequence number clearly!
Could it be... really memorized the whole book? ?
The bottom is already amazed.

But Feng Zhiliang froze on the stage and didn't move, but was driven off by Xiao Bao very disgusted, "Hurry up, please, Xiao Bao is a little anxious."

He couldn't wait to hug Ranran.

The host was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded, "Yes, yes, then proceed to the third item?"

"Let's count...mathematical problems are okay, but Sudoku or Mathematical Olympiad puzzles are easier." The little guy has no patience, "Anyone under the fifth grade is fine, after all, Xiaobao is only five years old."

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"There is also riding and shooting, prepare a bow and arrow or darts, Xiaobao can fly directly..."

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