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Chapter 77 Daxia Poetry Circle!Eternal God!
"What's the matter? Russian newspapers? What's the matter?"

"It doesn't necessarily mean it's in Russian. It's just that when Reba said it, it seems like she doesn't know much about Russian!"

"It's Russian, that's what I majored in, how could I not understand it?"

"Is there any big news here?"

"Who knows, this old newspaper is starting to turn yellow. It must be many years old, right?"

"Awesome, even in Russian? Is it okay?"

"Just now I seem to see, who said something about spies?"

"When you read the newspaper, you say that he is a spy. Are you really out of your mind?"

"I think it should be some big news that shocked the whole world, so Qin Hao, I kept it in my collection."

"A big event that shocked the whole world, wouldn't it be published in Daxia? Do you need to look for the Russian version?"

"A guy who loves foreign things!"

"This is possible. Many people in Daxia nowadays regard returning from overseas as an honor. In fact, many of them studied in foreign pheasant universities."

“These people have been kneeling for so long that they can’t change their bad habits!”

"Don't be so gloomy, okay? I don't know the result yet, so I just gossiped for a long time!"

"Based on Qin Hao's character, is it possible that he is a person who admires foreign things and favors foreigners?"

"That's right, I'm too lazy to talk to these guys!"

In the live broadcast room, Teacher He rummaged through his own communication, and after a while, he dialed a phone number named Zhu Debiao.

After the phone rang a few times, the video was connected.

Soon, an old man with a white beard appeared on the other side of the video.

Looking at the background where the other party is, it should be in the study at home.

The decoration is very elegant and has an antique feel.

This old man was wearing white clothes with a strong summer style, and he was holding a writing brush in his hand.

It should be practicing calligraphy.

"Mr. He, hello, why did you remember to call me!"

Although Zhu Debiao is old, his tone of voice is still full of spirit.

"Teacher Biao! I didn't bother you, did I?"

Teacher He said politely.

In other words, many people call him Teacher Biao.

Teacher He inevitably followed suit.

Of course.

This is indeed a professor-level figure.

Zhu Debiao put down his writing brush, and put his cell phone on the stand, "I'm a retired old man, what can you bother me with?"

"Hahaha!" Teacher He laughed, "Mr. Biao, you are living a leisurely life!"

"When I was young, how could I have such leisure time? Now that I am old and have time, of course I have to relax!"

Zhu Debiao said, found a chair and sat down, "Teacher He, as the saying goes, there is no need to go to the Three Treasures. If you have anything to do today, just tell me. I don't think you, a busy person, will find someone for no reason. Right?"

"Mr. Biao, I'm live broadcasting, is it convenient for you?" Teacher He said.

"Oh?" Zhu Debiao was a little surprised, "It's not inconvenient. Wouldn't it be nice to let audiences across the country get to know me?"

"Okay, Teacher Biao, let me introduce you first." After Teacher He finished speaking, he looked at everyone, "Everyone, this teacher Zhu Debiao specializes in teaching Russian in universities! He also once I have studied abroad in Tsarist Russia today. And I have translated many Tsarist Russian works!"

"So it's this old man, no wonder it sounds so familiar!"

"That's right, this Daxia man who is said to know Tsarist Russia best!"

"Teacher He is really awesome. The circle is not so good. Can you know such a person?"

"Are you ignorant? Teacher He is a university professor himself, okay?"

"Fuck! Really fake?"

"Hey, are all the children like this now? Do you always question what others say?"

"No matter what else, this Zhu Debiao is definitely a capable person, that's right!"

Here, Zhu Debiao chuckled, "Mr. He, you are putting money on my face. I have nothing to brag about as an old man. You have something about Tsarist Russia and you want to ask me, right? "

"Hahaha, I can't hide anything from you, Teacher Biao!" Teacher He said with a smile, "That's it, we found some old Tsarist Russian newspapers in a guest's home, and we didn't recognize what was written on them at all. , so I want to ask you to translate it."

"Oh? Old newspapers?" Zhu Debiao suddenly became interested, "It is very rare to see Russian newspapers in China!"

"Yes, that's why we are curious about what is recorded in this newspaper!" Teacher He said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I'm putting on my glasses!"

As Zhu Debiao said, he went to open the glasses case.

Teacher He saw that Teacher Zhu was already wearing glasses, and said, "Mr. Biao, this is the only newspaper."

"Oh? Let me take a look!" Zhu Debiao began to read it seriously, "Is this a newspaper from ten years ago?"

"Ah? How did you know?"

Teacher He was shocked when he saw this. In addition to teaching Russian, do you also study antiques?
You can actually tell the age of a newspaper at a glance?
Zhu Debiao said angrily, "How do I know? Can I do the math?"

"Fuck!! Is it so awesome?"

"How do you feel that this teacher has the feeling of an old magic stick?"

"You're so bragging, you still figured it out?"

Teacher He frowned fiercely, his face full of confusion.

And what about Zhu Debiao?On the contrary, he laughed loudly, "This newspaper must have been published ten years ago, it is clearly written on it? How do I know?"

"what?"

Teacher He slapped his forehead with embarrassment.Is this IQ really in arrears today?
Don't you know such a simple thing?Is it okay?

Although all of this newspaper is in Russian, the only text that records the time must be Arabic numerals that the whole world can understand.

This actually didn't happen.

But at that time, it was in the corner of the newspaper. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

But at this time, Mr. Zhu Debiao had read all the contents of the newspaper, and then took off the reading glasses and put them in the glasses case.

"Teacher Biao, what is written on it? Is it some shocking news?" Seeing this, Teacher He also asked anxiously.

"What big news? It's just an ordinary newspaper."

Zhu Debiao said this.

It’s not just Teacher He.

There are also Li Xiyan, Yang Mi and other girls who are also disappointed at the moment.

Does anyone read Russian newspapers in China?

But for such a newspaper to appear in this room and be posted on the wall, there is no doubt that someone brought it from abroad or mailed it.

If it was an ordinary newspaper, would it take so much effort?
Does Qin Hao have nothing to do?

boring?

Want to order a foreign newspaper and read it at home?
Yang Mi next to her thought of a possibility. She turned to look at Xu Zhenzhu, and asked politely, "Aunt Xu, do any of your relatives work or study in Tsarist Russia?"

if so?
So, are there some discarded newspapers in the suitcase?
And then brought it back together?

Xu Zhuzhu shook her head, "My family's reading gene is not very good, and few people have been admitted to college. How can anyone with the ability go to study abroad?"

Xu Zhenzhu told the truth.

But it hit the audience in the live broadcast room unnecessarily.

Does your family have bad genes?

How many people in your family have been admitted to college?
So there is a Qin Hao in your family?
how do you say?
Is this bad genetics?

In other words, the reading gene of the whole family has been passed on to Qin Hao?
It's all about Versailles.

With one Qin Hao, it can be said that 100 Huaqing college students are not enough, right?

"Since there is no one studying abroad in your family, it's strange!" Yang Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, pursed her red lips lightly, and fell into infinite confusion at the moment.

Teacher He was a little unwilling to give up, "Teacher Biao, is this newspaper really just an ordinary newspaper?"

Zhu Debiao nodded and said with certainty, "It's really not very special, it's just an ordinary newspaper from Tsarist Russia. The content you showed me just now is a poem, but this poem in this newspaper It’s not the original publication! There may not be any copyright for publishing this poem! What’s so special about it?”

"Oh? A poem?" Li Xiyan remembered something, and her expression was a little complicated at the moment.

"Yes, it is indeed news about a poem!" Zhu Debiao said, "If there is something special about this newspaper, it must be that this poem is special!"

"Oh? This poem? What kind of special method?" Teacher He asked.

Zhu Debiao explained with a smile: "The name of this poem is called "Haiyan", but the author of the poem is a bit special. He is from Daxia! This is a special place."

"Fuck! People from Daxia?"

"Then how to publish it in Russian?"

"Don't Haiyan know? You people are really illiterate!"

"Who doesn't know about the petrels of Great Xia, but this is the petrels of Tsarist Russia!"

"Oh, shit, how old are you?"

"I'm so mad, haven't you heard what Professor Zhu Debiao said? The author of this poem Haiyan is from Daxia!
"Which Haiyan?"

"Ah..., on the vast sea!"

"Hahaha, upstairs, I seem to hear Song Xiaobao reciting!"

"Excellent netizen, why can he make voice calls?"

"Damn it! The poem Haiyan has been translated into Russian? Has it ever been published in Tsarist Russia? How amazing!"

"It's indeed amazing. I'm so strong, Daxia!"

"It's great if a poem is published abroad? So many of Qin Hao's novels are very popular abroad!"

"Isn't this setting off the atmosphere? Don't be impatient, brother!"

After hearing Zhu Debiao's words, Yang Mi asked curiously, "Then, Mr. Biao, may I ask if the Haiyan published in this newspaper is the famous song Haiyan in our country?"

When it comes to Haiyan.

Zhu Debiao's face became very serious, "Yes, that's the one!"

"Hey!" Teacher He rolled his eyes, "Mr. Biao, we asked you to find out if there is anything special. Isn't this poem very special? You said so calmly that there is nothing special? Just now We are all very disappointed, okay! I was going to say, I bought you a drink, so it seems like I'll be exempted!"

Teacher He is naturally very familiar with the other party, and he can joke around occasionally.

"Hahaha!" Zhu Debiao laughed out loud, "Come on, Teacher He, even if you say you want to invite me to drink, I won't believe it. When did you keep your word?"

Yang Sisi frowned, with a doubt in her heart, and said: "Teacher Biao, why did our Daxia poems appear in newspapers in Russia? And you seem to have said that it is possible that the newspaper does not have the copyright! It is pirated. ?”

"Haha, it's little girl Yang Sisi. Remember, she's Xi Yan's little assistant? She's so pretty and cute." Zhu Debiao joked, and then his face darkened, "Little girl, you are relatively young. , you probably don’t even know what happened back then, right?”

"Oh? What are you talking about?" Yang Sisi shook her head, naturally she didn't know what was going on back then. As for the poetry circle, she still didn't care much.

When mentioning this matter, Zhu Debiao became serious, "Let me tell you this, although this poem was written by a poet in Daxia, the first time it was published was not in China, but in Tsarist Russia. The published text is naturally not in Chinese, but in Russian."

When Yang Sisi heard this, her eyes widened, and she became a little angry, "Isn't it? It was written by a poet of our Great Xia, why did it go to Tsarist Russia to publish it? And it doesn't use Chinese? Isn't that Do you have a mentality? Could it be that poets don’t recognize their own country? Isn’t this too annoying? Could it be that this person has changed his nationality?”

Hearing this, Yang Sisi made a lot of complaints anyway.

But Zhu Debiao's complexion became more and more serious, and he said: "This person is not a Chinese of Tsarist Russian nationality, but a serious Daxia native, little girl, you are young, you don't know many things, I I don’t blame you either. But the author of Haiyan’s poem, Li Dubai, as long as he is from Daxia, I think he should be firmly remembered! You should not know such a person, and you should not know that thing."

Hearing Zhu Debiao's words, Teacher He nodded solemnly.

A look of pride naturally appeared on his face.

This person, so to speak, is the Great Xia poetry circle!God forever!
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