Chapter 593

Xiangxiang step by step went to the top of the stage, Qin Nuo did not follow, afraid to affect Xiangxiang.

Holding a microphone in your hand is still a little heavy for Xiangxiang of this age.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Xiangxiang, although I'm young." But Xiangxiang is not stage fright at all, and she is very free to cash in.

Liu Yanzheng, sitting on the judges' bench, looked at Keren's fragrance and couldn't help but pick up the microphone and said, "have you been to primary school this year, kid?"

"No, I just went to kindergarten."

Fortunately, the audience at the scene and in front of the TV were once again shocked by Xiangxiang's talent.

The child just went to kindergarten. It was exaggerating to say Xiang Xiang was less than five years old.

Xiangxiangduo is about three years old. When someone is three years old, they can reach the Tianhe Cup finals. What are you doing when you are three years old.

"Children, who gave you all the poems you recited? How long have you recited them?" Professor Chen asked.

"It's all my father who taught me. I don't know if they say it's all written by my father himself."

"Not long ago, when I went to bed last night, my father told me the poem to be recited today."

"Xiangxiang will recite it after listening to it again."

When Professor Chen heard Xiangxiang's words, his eyes almost didn't fall off.

What's this? It's a child prodigy. As a professor of Kyoto University, Qin Nuo also read those poems.

Even Qin Nuo's poems were taken out separately and put into the university classroom for the students in Kyoto.

Everyone said that Qin Nuo was a genius.

Now it seems that there is more than one genius in the Qin family. Xiangxiang, Qin Nuo's daughter who is less than three years old, is also a genius.

Xiangxiang has the ability to never forget when she is so young. When she grows up, it's OK.

It's such a long modern poem that Xiang Xiang just said that she would remember it after reading it.

"Hum, here comes the boast. What does such a little boy know? I think Qin Nuo must have asked him to say that."

"It's definitely not like the child said that he would remember the poems after reading them once."

"There is no genius in the world to let such a small child remember such a long poem. Qin Nuo is abusing children."

Cold soldier impatiently looking at fragrance, coldly said.

"It's not like this. Xiangxiang really remembers after reading it. My father didn't abuse me either. He loves Xiangxiang very much." Xiangxiang Rusheng argued with the cold soldiers.

The lovely appearance amused the audience.

"How can you prove Xiangxiang?" Liu asked with a smile.

"I remember the poem that the grandfather recited just now."

The cold soldier's lungs were almost furious when he heard this. Although he had some white hair, he was only in his forties. Xiangxiang called his grandfather directly.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't have an attack with a child. He could only say in a cold voice, "then you can recite it to me."

"Always hovering between the two peaks."

"There is no trace of the future."

"Look up in the clouds."

"As if I saw a meteor fall."

“.......”

"My heart is full of longing for the Ming Dynasty."

"The moonlight is pouring down on me, and I walk slowly forward."

Xiangxiang came without hesitation, and the audience was completely convinced.

"Child prodigy, it's a genius. The poem just recited a word."

"How can such a small child recite such a long modern poem? You know, President Han only read it once."

"It's amazing that my child was still drinking milk powder when he was so old. I feel that Xiangxiang's recitation is better than that of President Han."

For a time, not only the audience at the scene, but also the audience in front of the screen were impressed by Xiangxiang's ability to remember.

"There is a bright future for this child. He has the energy that he never forgets when he is so young. When he grows up, he still has it."

"You also don't want to see who other people's father is. Can you write Qin Nuo, who is no longer in Cambridge, whose genes can be poor?"

"Qin Nuo didn't know what he had done in his last life. He could have such a good daughter."Now only Han Bingbing is very depressed. Isn't he beating himself in the face.

He just finished, Xiangxiang is rote, Xiangxiang will write his poem word by word to recite out.

Even if someone slaps you in the face, even if you are slapped by a three-year-old child in front of so many people, there are even live TV and Internet broadcasts.

Han Bingbing's face turned red instantly. He coughed calmly and said, "it's good to never forget, but as a parent, we should pay attention to the education of our children."

"I suggest that children should not be exposed to those crazy poems on the Internet recently."

"From a professional point of view, there are more or less defects in the artistic conception of those poems. If children read them, it is inevitable that they will mislead their children."

"Of course, modern poetry is originally popular literature. Everyone's opinions are different. If you insist on the two poems, I can't help it."

"But in the eyes of our Poetry Association, those two poems are still a little different. Reading such poems to children is to poison them again."

"I appeal to all parents to boycott these bad literature and enter their children's world."

Han Bingbing is criticizing the poems written by Qin Nuo again. As the audience knows, Xiangxiang recited the poems written by Qin Nuo in previous competitions.

A song "farewell Cambridge", a song "facing the sea, spring flowers".

Hearing this, Professor Chen frowned and asked, "what President Han said is, farewell to Kangqiao and facing the sea. Let's have a look at these two poems."

Han Bingbing nodded and then said, "yes, I'm talking about these two poems. Of course, this is only my opinion, and it's also the opinion of Kyoto Poetry Association. Just now I also said that modern poetry has different opinions. If you have to say he's good, I have nothing to do with it."

Han Bingbing is proud. He is the vice president of the Poetry Association. This name alone represents this authority.

No matter how well you write Qin Nuo's poems, readers should weigh them up when they read them.

The audience also murmured and gathered their eyes to Qin Nuo standing beside the stage.

Qin Nuo didn't expect that when Han Bingbing recited his poem, he would just say two sentences.

I didn't expect that this guy was addicted. In front of Xiangxiang, he said so.

"Isn't it too much for the cold soldiers to say that?"

"I feel that Qin Nuo's two poems, including the truth written on Weibo, are very good."

"They are the authorities. It seems that in the future, children should not be exposed to Qin Nuo's poems. We adults should read them."

"In front of Qin Nuo's children, I feel that Han Bingbing has done a good job."

"The child is still young and doesn't move anything. If Xiangxiang is sensible, he must have a shadow in his heart when he thinks about it. How can he see his father in the future?"

Some of the audience who are doing this can't go on. Regardless of the two poems, we can say that the character of Han Bingbing is really criticized