Chapter 97, "The Unexpectedly Named Broken Bridge and Lingering Snow," blends joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness into its performance.
Not only Tong Hua and Yu Qiushui, who were supervising the exam on site.
Even the special recruitment team members sitting in front of the monitoring screen were startled by Wang Yueheng's sudden act of writing.
This is the first time since the special recruitment exam that I've seen someone create something without even making a draft.
Everyone had the same question in their minds at this moment.
What exactly did Wang Yueheng write?
Do they really take the special admissions program of top universities so lightly?
"Minister Ge, how about we turn the camera around and take a look?"
"The psychological quality of candidates in the special recruitment exam is also an important consideration. If they give up and scribble nonsense, we will know what's going on."
One of the Tsinghua University officials sitting in the judging panel couldn't help but suggest something to Vice Minister Ge Shijun, who was leading the team.
"Okay, let's adjust the camera next to him, but try to keep the movements small so as not to affect the candidate's answers."
Ge Shijun, a leader from the Ministry of Education sitting in the first row of the invigilation team, nodded and said.
Seeing how quickly Wang Yueheng answered the questions, the vice minister was also curious.
At this moment, the entire examination room was filled with thirty-five examiners from two universities.
Quietly wait to view Wang Yueheng's answer sheet.
As the camera angle inside the examination room was adjusted, the lens zoomed in.
Wang Yueheng's neat handwriting on the exam paper quickly appeared on the proctor's screen.
The experts and professors in the special recruitment team couldn't help but read it aloud.
"Saying Goodbye to the Broken Bridge"
"I left quietly."
"Just as I came quietly"
I gently waved.
"Farewell to the clouds in the western sky"
"The golden willows by the riverbank"
"She's a bride in the sunset..."
"Hmm~"
As they read, murmurs of amazement occasionally rose from the crowd.
"Unconventional yet strictly adhering to the rhyme scheme of the second and fourth lines, the poem has a very good grasp of rhythm."
"One must have a wealth of life experience to write such evocative and evocative poetry."
Whether it's the choice of words, sentence structure, or the artistic conception and connotation.
This prose poem, "Saying Goodbye to the Broken Bridge Again," has clearly reached a high level of modern literature.
"Broken Bridge? Does it refer to the famous scenic spot, Broken Bridge in Lingering Snow?"
A professor from the Department of Literature at Kyoto University couldn't help but speak up.
"That should be it; there aren't any other famous broken bridges anywhere else."
"It looks like a farewell poem, which also describes the beauty of the Broken Bridge scenery."
Then someone chimed in.
"I already anticipated that after this poem was published, the Broken Bridge in Lingering Snow scenic spot would likely see a surge in visitors..."
"That's right, I initially thought he was just scribbling randomly, but it turns out he was bursting with inspiration!"
Staring at the poem that gradually stretched across the exam paper, the scholars and experts sitting on the judging panel couldn't help but sigh in unison.
It happened right before everyone's eyes.
A poem comparable to that of a master of prose has suddenly appeared.
...
"Seeking a dream? Poling a long pole."
"Wandering towards where the grass is greener;"
"A ship laden with starlight,"
"Singing amidst the shimmering starlight."
"But I can't play music,"
"Silence is the sound of farewell flutes and pipes."
"Even the summer insects are silent for me,"
"Silence is the broken bridge tonight!"
...
As Wang Yueheng continued writing, more and more poems appeared.
The professors and scholars who were proctoring the exam in front of the screen all praised it highly.
Such impromptu creative ability and level are truly breathtaking.
Only Yu Qiushui and Tong Hua, who were sitting in the examination room, were still full of doubts, anxious and helpless.
The prose poem that Wang Yueheng chose.
The original title was "Saying Goodbye to Cambridge Again".
However, Cambridge was the name of a well-known foreign university nearly a century ago.
Having never been abroad, it would be easy for him to arouse suspicion if he rashly used his original name.
But Broken Bridge and Lingering Snow are different.
As a well-known tourist attraction in China, referencing the Broken Bridge not only fits the original artistic conception but also effectively evokes resonance among viewers.
They might use the popularity of the scenic area to boost their own popularity later.
"...I left quietly,"
"Just as I came quietly;"
"I waved my sleeve,"
"Without taking away a single cloud."
In less than five minutes.
The 224-character prose poem has been completed.
Wang Yueheng put down the pen that had just been warmed up and looked up at the two proctors who were staring blankly at the screen.
"Teacher, I've finished writing. May I hand in my paper early?"
Wang Yueheng smiled and asked politely.
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