dkrc Chapter 203 Classical Chinese Composition, Take It Easy!
Chapter 203 Classical Chinese Composition, Take It Easy!
Night, dormitory 404.
The dormitory door opened, and Song He appeared with a stack of books in his arms, clattering them on the table.
The other four people tilted their heads to read the title of the book curiously.
"The Scholars", "Three Words and Two Pauses", "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", "Historical Records", "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", "Taiping Guangji", "Records of the Eastern Zhou Dynasties"...
They are all brand new, plastic-sealed books. Ren Zhiyuan sent someone to the bookstore to buy them back, especially for Song He.
"Brother Song, why did you switch to the field of literature?" Ding Yangze was surprised.
"Today and tomorrow, I will do Chinese language! I must do it to get a score of 130 or above!" Song He said boldly.
He tore open the plastic envelope and studied "Historical Records" with his head bent.
The "Historical Records" in my hand is a Chinese-Vernacular version, with classical Chinese on the left and vernacular on the right. By reading each chapter, you can master the usage of a large number of classical Chinese vocabulary.
In the first two articles, he was so exhausted that he couldn't understand them at all. He knew every word, but when they were put together, he couldn't make any sense.
He bravely compared the vernacular translation and started to remember it like crazy. The method worked, because an upgrade prompt appeared in front of him!
[Chinese language progress detected, raised from Bronze 89 to Bronze 90! 】
[Chinese language progress detected, raised from Bronze 90 to Bronze 91! 】
After chewing through two articles, the latter chapters became fluent, and I could understand them even though I only read classical Chinese!
He soon became intoxicated with the historical records, realized that the capsule was working, and gradually developed an excitement similar to reading poetry!
It is worthy of being the swansong of the historian and the rhymeless Li Sao!
The writing is concise and rhythmic, even with a strong rhythm. Different paragraphs have completely different atmospheres. When writing about the war, the sentences are short and sonorous like war drums, but when writing about anecdotes, they are slow and long, with a strong romantic color.
Ancient characters emerge one after another with distinct personalities. Countless lives rise and fall in the long river of history, fleeting!
Song He's emotions seemed to have traveled thousands of years ago, resonating with Sima Qian. Each word of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy was extracted and kneaded his mood!
He read on like an addict, even twitching and trembling slightly from time to time.
His face was as red as burning coals, his expression was uncontrollable, he was happy and sad at times, his eyes were full of sorrow one second, and he was furious the next, and he was moody as if he was having a mental illness!
His strange state quickly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Chu Long couldn't help but ask, "Old Song, are you feeling well?"
"Okay!" Song He gasped for air, with an extremely happy smile on his face.
"Brother Song, you are not in a normal state!" Ning Mo was dumbfounded.
"You didn't eat some wild mushrooms, did you?" Leng Xiangwen warned, "If you have hallucinations, it is poisoning. You must go to the hospital as soon as possible!"
"No, no!" Song He rubbed his face with his hands, "This book is so well written, I can't control myself!"
After saying that, he continued to be immersed in historical records, and his emotions fluctuated violently!
The four academics looked at each other with strong curiosity.
There were a total of five volumes of "Historical Records" on the table, and everyone happened to grab one and read it curiously.
After a while, the four fellow students put down "Historical Records" and looked confused.
It is indeed well written, but is it so exciting that it turns red in the face?
Could it be said that Song He's literary talent is different from ordinary people and he perceives more things than others?
The classmates looked helpless and were completely numb to He Shen's extraordinary talent. He was only good at science but also had extraordinary talent for liberal arts. So which window did God close for him?
Song He reads like crazy.
I slept for an hour in the middle, then got up and continued reading with my eyes wide open. Unknowingly, it was light outside the window.
During the day the next day, he was still reading ancient texts like "Historical Records", "Three Kingdoms", "Hanshu", "Guanwen Guanzhi"... one after another, and couldn't stop at all!
The Chinese language level is booming, rushing into the silver rank!
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Early morning, cafeteria.
Song He was sitting in the corner, with a Chinese test paper spread out on the table and immersed in answering the questions.
After reviewing each subject, he had to find a senior high school paper to test his level. For the last physics subject, he used Qiu Lingshan's test paper and managed to score 80 points.
I was writing hard, and just when I came to the reading comprehension question, two dinner plates were put down across the table.
Chu Long and Qiu Lingshan, after putting down their plates, stretched their necks to read the test paper.
"Why are you starting to attack Chinese again?" Qiu Lingshan was stunned.
"He has read a bunch of ancient books in the past two days, and the stack is as high as a person's chest." Chu Long looked in awe, "Song He is now an expert in classical Chinese. He can translate any ancient text we pick."
Qiu Lingshan's face turned green, and then she was puzzled. Most of the Chinese exams were in vernacular. Even if she was proficient in classical Chinese, how many more points could she get?
Especially how to write an essay? Don’t argumentative essays still have to be written in vernacular?
Across the table, Song He was doing the questions seriously.
In just two days, the high school Chinese paper had a completely different feel in his hands.
Two days ago it was as difficult as struggling in muddy water, but now it's easy to fly!
Pass all the way and reach the final essay question.
Song He frowned slightly and hesitated.
He read a lot of ancient books, and all that came to his mind were classical Chinese texts. Writing in vernacular Chinese felt strange. Probably a side effect of biased learning.
Wait, why not write in classical Chinese?
Song He's brows suddenly relaxed and he wrote his answer.
Lines of classical Chinese are spread out on the composition paper, like branches and leaves, flowing clouds and flowing water!
He writes extremely fast, as if his native language is classical Chinese. He has been speaking like this since he was born, and there is no need to worry about wording. He is even faster than many people can write in vernacular!
Across the table, the sound of Chu Long and Qiu Lingshan eating stopped.
The two of them stared at Song He's composition in astonishment, and both were dumbfounded.
"This...is this a legendary classical Chinese composition?" Chu Long was in awe.
"Holy shit, this guy knows everything!" Qiu Lingshan collapsed.
After the two of them finished eating, Song He happened to finish writing the composition!
Before the ink was dry, he took out his mobile phone, scanned both sides of the test paper and uploaded it to the learning software. A special test paper correction AI was responsible for assigning points.
One minute later, the score popped up, 83 points!
Song He frowned, what the hell, I studied hard for two days, and my Chinese level was promoted from bronze to silver, why is my score still so low?
Taking a closer look, the essay was given zero points and the comment was "unrecognizable."
So that’s it…AI doesn’t understand classical Chinese…
"Unbelievable!" Qiu Lingshan stood behind her at some point and commented with a green face, "I can't even understand your composition!"
"There are rumors in the world that super Chinese language masters can write classical Chinese compositions. As long as they are written correctly, it is easy to get full marks." Chu Long said, "If your composition gets a perfect score of 60 points, your total score will be 143. Looking at the whole school, it will be very explosive. Fraction."
"I feel Chinese Language 143 is more difficult than Mathematics 150!" Qiu Lingshan sighed, feeling deeply helpless, "Song He, what subject are you good at? There is no subject you don't know, right?"
"I'm an English major. It's time to learn English today." Song He said, "I hope my English score will be above 120 in two days."
"How many did you take in your last English test?" Qiu Lingshan asked.
"65 points." Song He said.
"Improved by 55 points in two days? Are you crazy?" Qiu Lingshan said.
"It's possible." Chu Long turned to look at her, "Song He has a photographic memory and has thousands of English words. After memorizing, he can get a score of 120. Two days is enough for him."
"3,500 words for high school, five seconds for each word, 4.86 hours, completed in one morning." Song He did the math orally.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Qiu Lingshan took a step back, her eyes almost frightened, "Are you still coming to the library at noon? I will ask you questions from my vocabulary book! Do you dare to bet?"
"Whatever." Song He smiled calmly.
Qiu Lingshan, Qiu Lingshan, you know nothing about the power of memory capsules.