Kidnapped by morality?Don't panic, kidnap it backhand

Everyone looked at the topic first, and then at him.

Deng Qiang asked: "Xiaobai, are you prepared for this issue?"

"what?"

Bai Ye was taken aback by the question, "I don't have any preparations, and, brother Qiang, don't call me Xiaobai, it's too much like a dog's name."

Deng Qiang smiled and said, "Okay, but where are you making trouble?"

Bai Ye was also very confused, and said, "I didn't make trouble, what's wrong?"

Seeing his expression, the others were confused.

It doesn't look like you're going to do something.

Only the scumbags in the live broadcast room are more and more sure that this bastard is definitely thinking about getting off work!

......

No matter what everyone thinks, the show will continue.

By convention, Western representatives spoke first.

It's nothing special, it's just some cliché, but when it's the turn of the lighthouse country, the topic changes.

"According to my research, it is very difficult to inherit and develop Chinese culture. Let alone the difficulty inherent in your culture itself is not conducive to dissemination. It seems to me that even your own people have not passed it on very well. Bar?"

The other representatives followed quickly.

"I think so too. The current world cultural environment is the European and American system. I don't understand why Huaxia still insists on its own culture. Wouldn't joining in be more conducive to building a global village?"

"It's true that you have inherited it for 5000 years, but how many things are actually passed down now?"

"That's right, classical Chinese, poems and songs in ancient Chinese culture, it seems that your modern education is only to understand, not to create."

"Including your clothing culture, traditional festivals, local customs and customs, etc., it seems that what has been passed down is fragmented."

"Are Huaxia's current students still able to write poetry? I don't read much, and their writing is not good."

"I heard from the people at the T-bend that the mainland has history but no culture, and they have no history and culture. Do you agree?"

......

What you said and what I said seemed to be objectively analyzing the traditional Chinese culture, but in fact it was all secretly belittling.

There is only one central idea—difficult and not conducive to inheritance and dissemination. What are you still insisting on?

It is better to be fully westernized.

Not to mention, although this kind of view sounds a bit brain-dead, it is really not without market.

In this world, because of a similar period of history, Westernized thinking has been enduring for a long time, or in other words, many people do not realize that they have been slowly "being" Westernized.

Just look at the comments that often appear on the Internet to understand.

Even in Bai Ye's previous life, although the development progress was one step faster than here, there were still a lot of people who held this view at that time.

It has to be said that you can't have both fish and bear's paw.

Huaxia tried hard to develop hard power in the early years, so naturally there was no way to inherit the culture well.

People can pursue spiritual progress only when their material foundation is strong enough.

Whether it's the audience or the staff, including the professors on the stage, their faces darkened.

No way, no matter what the intentions of these Westerners are, they really hit the point.

Don't talk about anything else, just talk about Chinese studies.

Where does Huaxia still have special Chinese subjects?

There are some in Chinese, but the proportion is not large, and the studies of other subjects are not easy.

Even the entire education system was imported from the West.

Zhong Taihe began to explain, trying to make this topic clear, but everything seemed to be back to the time when the show just started.

He couldn't tell.

Western representatives simply do not want to reason with him.

Everyone unconsciously looked at Bai Ye again.

The barrage rolled.

"Brother Bai, stop fishing! Get up and work!"

"I'm not a sunspot, but I think that the previous issue is okay, but this issue can't be broken. We really don't have a good inheritance."

"That's right, poetry and lyrics, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how many people really work hard to learn our national quintessence? It's all become a hobby class!"

"It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Brother Bai has already tried his best."

"I'm starting to wash for him now? Doesn't he look like he's trying his best? Maybe the first topic happened to him by chance?"

"Hey, the sunspots are finally willing to show their heads? Why didn't I see you come out to give advice?"

"Refuting your point of view is a sunspot? He seeks his own government in his position. Since Bai Ye is sitting in the position of representative, he should find a way!"

"That's right! Come out and pretend to be aggressive when you come across the answer you answered, and pretend to be dead if you don't. That means I can do it!"

......

How else can history repeat itself?

In all kinds of situations, it really returned to the time when the broadcast started.

There was an inexplicable expression on Bai Ye's face, which was very playful.

He has only one thought now, is the system really without intelligence?

For this mission, Bai Ye himself didn't plan anything, he followed the system's guidance completely, and as a result, every step was counted as dead.

Even the topics of the lottery draw and the order in which they appeared are so clever.

It's so unkind, you don't give him any face when he comes from afar!

Isn't this forcing me to go up and slap me in the face?

Chapter 96 It's really exciting to run after loading

At this moment, Bai Ye had two choices in his mind.

The first one is to shoot directly. Anyway, the materials are all ready, so there is no difficulty.

The second one, wait a minute, human emotions are like springs, the harder they are pressed, the stronger the explosion will be, and the image of him as the 'savior' will be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But when Bai Ye turned his head to look at the four professors, he sighed inwardly.

Forget it, choose the first one.

Everyone is not young, so don't be angry.

"Almost got it."

Under the tense atmosphere, Bai Ye lazily knocked on the table and said, "Can we take a look at yourselves before, is your cultural inheritance very good?

Oh yes, except for the lighthouse country, you have had a traditional culture of hammers for more than 200 years.You might as well go and get the Indians, if they haven't been wiped out by you.

As for other countries, if you really want to talk about it, you can indeed skip and say that our inheritance is difficult, and you don't care. After all, your culture has been broken several times until now, of course it doesn't matter! "

Western delegates: "..."

Fake!

Speak as you speak, why do you expose your scars while speaking?

But the audience's eyes lit up.

coming!

Hot man, he made a move, no, he uttered his mouth!

The representative of the Beacon Country wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Bai Ye: "You better be quiet, you are not qualified to participate in this issue."

Xiang Caijie stepped forward: "Aside from the facts, are we wrong? China's cultural inheritance is not good. This is an indisputable fact!"

Bai Ye curled his lips and said, "You know again? Have you done a census on our Huaxia?"

Xiang Caijie said disdainfully: "Since you want to say that, I would like to ask you something."

"Say." Bai Ye's voice was always steady, without any ups and downs.

"As far as I know, when you changed the lyrics for a traffic star, you said that his ancient style lyrics were not well written, and you criticized him for a long time. Is this the case?" Xiang Caijie asked.

Bai Ye was startled, and said, "Yes."

Tsk, I checked carefully enough.

Xiang Caijie asked again: "But after you criticized so much, when you finally changed the lyrics yourself, you only borrowed existing ancient poems, am I right?"

"That's right." Bai Ye knew what he wanted to say.

Others more or less guessed it.

Oops!

Calm down, Bai Ye, don't get caught!

The barrage flew up, as if it could reach his ears.

What else could it be, that bastard Xiang Caijie wanted Bai Ye to write poems!

But how can you write it out of nowhere?

Xiang Caijie didn't give him time to think, so he defined it and said, "Look, since you can't even write it yourself, how can you prove that this isn't a contradiction?"

Zhong Taihe leaned forward and wanted to say something.

But Bai Ye was faster, and asked directly: "Okay, then how to prove that it is a good inheritance?"

He didn't want to dawdle any longer, and his bladder was a little full.

Xiang Caijie's eyes were shining brightly, and the expression of joy could hardly be suppressed on his face.

That's it!

Young people are really unreliable. They already knew that you can't stand any provocative methods, so if you play any tricks, you will obediently sneak in!

The Western representatives also had similar expressions, all with happy faces.

Xiang Caijie couldn't help raising his voice again, and said loudly: "There are seven steps to composing poems in ancient times, Bai Ye, I won't make things difficult for you, as long as you can make a poem or Words, this topic is you win! The premise conforms to the poetry format!"

All the audience became depressed.

Things have come to this point after all.

Afterwards, nameless anger rose, and one by one began to denounce.

"I just can't figure it out, why is this? Anyone can see that they are playing tricks, and they still want to answer?"

"Float, float hard! Let me see how he ends up this time!"

"Hehe, he can take a fart, really think poetry is so easy to write? Unless it's doggerel!"

"People have already said that writing doggerel must conform to the style of poetry, isn't it being laughed at?"

"It's really unnecessary. It's a good situation. Even if the last issue becomes a matter of opinion, so what, at least the first issue has won!"

"Success is Bai Ye, and defeat is Bai Ye. If you don't watch it, it's bad luck!"

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The audience became agitated, looking at the young man on the stage with complicated expressions on their faces.

Are you not stupid?

This kind of low-level aggressive method is eaten?

The Western representatives were all laughing, especially Xiang Caijie, who laughed happily.

He shook his head while laughing, and said sarcastically: "Or you can just say that you can't write it, let's continue to discuss this topic, I admit that your cultural self-confidence is interesting, but I don't think you have done well yourself, you have become a culture conceited!"

He felt that Bai Ye was at the end of his rope.

He felt that he had succeeded in setting the trap.