Chapter 1047

Kang Xincheng opened his mouth: "do you need to know so many idioms as you write your own songs and words?"

Wu Di: "yes, the threshold is too high, isn't it?"

Mo LAN: "just when Da Wei answered the question, I didn't dare to open my mouth and was restrained."

Jiang Chan was helpless: "the threshold of writing songs is not high. I'm just interested in these. Say, I won this round? I'm not the bottom at last."

Mo LAN: "well, I was able to comfort myself before. At least there was Dawei with me. Now Dawei jumped to the top of the food chain, and I'm still wandering at the bottom of the food chain."

Wu Di: "don't worry, brother Mo LAN. After the next round of the game, you will still be last."

Kang Xincheng: "Wu Di, I'm not happy to say that. What if brother Mo LAN attacks?"

Mo LAN smiled bitterly and waved his hand again and again: "if the director organizes some classical music, I still have some hope. I'm really not good at pop songs and idioms. I didn't think I was illiterate before."

Jiang Chan smiled: "luck, luck!"

"Modest, big sister Wei can be a little proud and throw away." Wu Di squeezed her eyes at Jiang Chan. Her expression was a little cheap, but it couldn't be said to be interesting.

Jiang Chan nodded, "well, I'll be so proud."

Hong Ze Qingqing's voice: "Da Weijie won the second inning, accumulating 23 points. Wu Di scored 7 points in two rounds..."

Such a statistics, Mo LAN is still hanging in the last place. In the first round, he didn't have a point like Jiang Chan. In the second round, even if he robbed several, he still couldn't turn the tide.

Hong Ze raised his trumpet: "the title of the third round is Chinese character heroes. The director group gives a Chinese character Pinyin. Everyone takes turns to write down the answers on the answer board in front of us. If they answer correctly, they will get one point."

Kang Xincheng: "director, don't you give points to Da Wei? With her knowledge reserve, we are not Da Wei's opponents together."

Yang Jingbo: "agree. I suggest we don't take big sister Wei in this game. Anyway, big sister Wei is already the established first place. Let's just decide the outcome."

Niemo: "sister Da Wei's end is to abuse us. We don't rush to find abuse ourselves."

Hong Ze also nodded bald. These people have great opinions. What can we do? If you don't bring Da Wei, will the audience feel that they are crowding out Lu Wei?

Jiang Chan shrugged: "I have no objection."

The LORD spoke, and Hongze compromised with the trend: "in this way, the only thing in this game is not to participate. As a referee, let's see if you answer correctly."

On the Internet, "Mom, has Da Wei jumped out of the contestants and become a referee? Is it too strong?"

"If Da Wei comes to an end, do they still have a chance to answer? Don't forget the last round."

"Ditto, now there is a video of Da Wei's just answer on the Internet. Mom, it also adds background music. My blood is boiling."

"Where is it? I'll go and have a look. To be honest, I haven't seen enough. It seems that it's gone in the blink of an eye."

Jiang Chan came out from behind the table, stood at the long table and waited for Hongze to give the order.

"This round of Chinese pinyin is ye. It doesn't stick to the tone. As long as it's the pronunciation of Ye, start now!"

Niemer pressed the button: "my Lord."

Jiang Chan nodded: "right."

Wu Di: "also."

Jiang Chan: "right."

Yang Jingbo: "night."

"Correct."

Kang Xincheng: "Yeah."

"Correct."

Mo LAN: "Ye."

"Correct."

There were three consecutive rounds, and basically everyone said three. The speed of answering questions gradually slowed down. Kang Xincheng is anxious in his seat. He can't wait to scratch his ears.

Suddenly, not knowing what he thought, he suddenly patted the button on the table. When he saw the answer board erected by him, Jiang Chan took a smoke from the corner of her mouth: "brother Xincheng, isn't this Chinese character?"

Look at what's written on the answer board of kangxincheng? Yeah！

Mo Lan also saw it. Wu Di was nearest to the ground and immediately smiled without face: "ha ha, this is an English word, year, brother Xincheng, you are so talented!"

Kang Xincheng quibbled: "the director said, as long as it's Ye's pronunciation, isn't it Ye's pronunciation?"

Nemo: "brother, but this is not Chinese characters."

Jiang Chan echoed: "yes, this is not a Chinese character. Brother Xincheng's answer is invalid. Is there anyone else to add? If there is no supplement, this round of answer will be over."

Kang Xincheng was not happy: "why can't I do it now? Da Wei is so powerful that you don't want to add any more?"

Wu Di, Yang Jingbo and Nie Mo immediately coaxed, "one, one!"

They have already said that there are fifteen or six. They are almost racking their brains to see if Jiang Chan can answer them.

Mo Lan's forehead beat: "I'm not kidding. Wait. You'll slap your face later."

Kang Xincheng: "I haven't answered yet. Are you so optimistic about Da Wei?"

Mo LAN raised her eyebrows: "do you see Da Weixiang's nervous appearance? She's calm and relaxed. I think she already has an answer."

The director team pulled a small whiteboard when he was booing in kangxincheng. Jiang Chan picked up the black pen next to him: "let me think."

After a little thought, Jiang Chan wrote down the answers just given by Wu Di and others on the blackboard, "ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye ye

Then Jiang Chan started another line. Kang Xincheng and others gathered together in front of the blackboard, but Mo LAN stood far away and didn't coax.

When Jiang Chan first wrote it down in the second line, Nie Mo said, "drag, why didn't I think of it?"

Wu Di: "Yee!"

Kang Xincheng: "axillary."

Yang Jingbo: "swallow!"

Without stopping, Jiang Chan wrote four consecutive words: "Ye Ye dimple and teasing, there seem to be so many simplified characters, and the rest are traditional characters, so I won't write them."

Looking at the following eight words, Kang Xincheng smashed his mouth, suddenly turned his head and shouted to Hong Ze: "should we go to the next process?"

Mo LAN muttered, "I said I would be beaten in the face?"

"I'll go. Can Mo LAN see it best?"

"I'm going to kneel for Dawei. Dawei is so beautiful. It's just a unique show."

"Da Wei doesn't go on the program at ordinary times. Shouldn't he watch these at ordinary times?"

"Dawei, why are you so powerful? Even idioms, you know that?"

Kang Xincheng is still a little unwilling to think about it. Why did he dig a pit and bury himself instead of others?

Jiang Chan thought, "I actually like to play this kind of puzzle games, such as picture guessing idioms, Sudoku, figure counting, question answering games, etc. my hobbies are a little different."