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That way, it's not only easier to remember, but you can also memorize the whole thing without losing points to the examiner for not being able to memorize it all.

"To be close to virtuous ministers and keep away from petty men—this is why the Former Han Dynasty prospered!"

"Believing in petty men and alienating virtuous ministers is why the Later Han Dynasty declined!"

"When the late emperor was alive, he often discussed this matter with me, and he never failed to sigh and feel deep resentment towards Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling. The Attendant-in-Ordinary, the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, the Chief Clerk, and the Military Advisor are all loyal and virtuous ministers who would die for their principles. I hope Your Majesty will be close to them and trust them, then the prosperity of the Han Dynasty can be expected in a matter of days."

This was accompanied by Xia Ze's tone.

The entire "Memorial on Dispatching the Troops" had reached its middle and later parts, and Pan Yuansheng and his companions, who had been discussing it animatedly, had all fallen silent.

Chapter 96: An Unexpected Situation: The Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai Performance [Please Subscribe]

Amazing, really amazing!

If this student named Xia Ze in front of me hasn't had professional training, he's definitely a naturally gifted athlete.

He recited the "Memorial to the Throne" without the slightest stumble.

This shows that he has thoroughly memorized the "Memorial on Dispatching the Troops," which ensures that he will not be nervous and will not make mistakes during the assessment.

Of course, this is just one point.

Most importantly, his emotional expression was very effective.

Even broadcasting teachers like myself, when listening to his speeches, can't help but be drawn into them.

He seemed to see a scene before his eyes: the helpless expression on Zhuge Liang's face as he wrote this article late at night a thousand years ago.

"I beseech Your Majesty to entrust me with the task of suppressing the rebels and restoring the dynasty. If I fail, then punish me to appease the spirit of the late Emperor! If you offer no words of encouragement, then blame Youzhi, Yi, Yun, and the others for their negligence, to make their faults clear."

"Your Majesty should also make your own plans, seek wise counsel, heed good advice, and deeply reflect on the late Emperor's last edict. I am overwhelmed with gratitude for your kindness."

"Now that I am about to depart, tears stream down my face as I write this, and I am at a loss for words."

The entire "Memorial on Dispatching the Troops" was recited.

05 Pan Yuansheng, who was in charge of the assessment, the deputy examiner, or the other two senior students from the broadcasting station, were still in a daze.

Xia Ze's language and emotional expression were too strong.

So powerful that images from a thousand years ago involuntarily surfaced in their minds!

Zhuge Liang expressed his gratitude to Liu Bei for recognizing his talent, his helplessness towards Liu Shan, the later ruler, and his sincere advice to Liu Shan.

Numerous images lingered in my mind.

In the end, only one old gentleman, with tears in his eyes late at night, sighed and wrote down his feelings of utter helplessness.

"Great! That was a wonderful recitation!"

After a while, Pan Yuansheng finally stood up and gave Xia Ze a sincere round of applause.

Everyone else stood up as well.

Originally, they were suspicious of Xia Ze and Lin Miaomiao, believing that the two had gotten in through connections.

But now it seems that Xia Ze's position at the campus radio station is a waste of his talent.

"Xia Ze, right?"

"I'm the head of the campus radio station. You can call me Teacher Ye. I wonder if you'd be interested in taking a broadcasting class?"

Ms. Ye, who was in charge of the deputy chief examiner for this exam, is a professional broadcasting teacher. Apart from occasionally coming to the school to work, she spends most of her time at the TV station.

He also has a dedicated broadcast program.

After hearing Xia Ze's "Memorial on Dispatching the Master," he instantly became interested in him and had the urge to take him as a disciple.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Ye, I just want to focus on my studies right now," Xia Ze said with a smile, politely declining the offer.

What's so fun about being a broadcaster? If it weren't for Lin Miaomiao, he wouldn't even bother joining the radio station.

"Alright." Feeling somewhat disappointed at being rejected, Teacher Ye said, "This young lady, you may begin."

Lin Miaomiao felt a little flustered when she saw Xia Ze's behavior.

This guy is so fussy!

His strength is so great. If I were to speak after him, wouldn't I be completely outmatched?

Xia Ze turned around and looked at Lin Miaomiao, who seemed a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous. The more nervous you are, the worse you'll perform. Just treat it like you're giving a speech after class."

As Xia Ze walked back to his seat, he gently comforted Lin Miaomiao.

"Okay." Lin Miaomiao nodded, mentally bolstering her courage.

Then she walked onto the stage.

She held the manuscript, squinted slightly, took a deep breath, and imagined the scene in her mind as if she were reciting it normally.

The next moment, he began to recite the poem "The Stormy Petrel" in a serious manner.

Although her performance couldn't compare to Xia Ze's, it was still considered very good among the students.

After the performance, the judges gave it a big round of applause.

Immediately afterwards, Director Pan and the others discussed how to score Xia Ze and Lin Miaomiao. The maximum score was 100. Xia Ze got 90 points and Lin Miaomiao got 80 points.

"You are all very capable individually, but the radio station sometimes has mixed-gender teams, so this final assessment requires you to give a joint speech."

Teacher Ye stepped down from her position as an examiner.

He was also holding two manuscripts in his hand.

"These two manuscripts are the script for Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. You have one hour to perform this later."

Xia Ze and Lin Miaomiao were both dumbfounded.

This even includes surprise tests?

The two had originally planned to perform a crosstalk routine, but unexpectedly, Teacher Ye suddenly changed their performance.

"Don't make that face. The radio station often encounters unexpected situations, and every student has to face unexpected reactions. You all have to be like that too."

Teacher Ye smiled and handed the script to the two of them.

Xia Ze and Lin Miaomiao looked at the script in their hands and nodded helplessly. Then they went to another room in the assessment room.

The room is spacious and empty, just enough for two people to practice here.

"Are you kidding me! So many lines in one hour, is this a test of our speech or our acting?"

Lin Miaomiao looked at the script and sighed.

Zhu Yingtai has over a hundred lines in the script.

How could she possibly remember something that was only an hour long?

"Stop complaining. You'd be better off memorizing your lines instead of complaining," Xia Ze said with a smile.

In fact, given his memory, he could memorize these lines in at most fifteen minutes.

So the only problem is that Lin Miaomiao has to memorize her lines too.

"Alright! Your brother Miao is going all out." Lin Miaomiao picked up the script and began to memorize her lines with a determined look in her eyes.

On the other side, Xia Ze also started memorizing his lines.

The fifteenth day of the lunar month passed quickly.

Xia Ze put down the script and tried his best to imitate the tone of voice of ancient people to perform Liang Shanbo's actions and lines.

"With a heart full of ambition for poetry and books, I am not afraid of the cold north wind. As dusk approaches, I finish school and go home."

"Huh?" Lin Miaomiao, who was memorizing her lines, was startled when she heard Xia Ze's voice, turned her head and was instantly captivated.

Xia Ze's speech, movements, and overall demeanor were exactly like those of an ancient scholar.

If it weren't for the school uniform she was wearing, Lin Miaomiao would probably have thought that she was an ancient scholar who had traveled through time.

"Wow, you memorized it so quickly?" Lin Miaomiao asked in surprise, shaking her head.

"You've almost finished memorizing it. How did you do?"

"I can only memorize a little bit..." Lin Miaomiao felt a little disappointed when she saw Xia Ze's performance.

She is now very worried that she will not be able to finish memorizing by the time the deadline is reached, and that will be a burden to Xia Ze.

Xia Ze smiled and picked up Lin Miaomiao's script.

"Actually, we don't need to memorize so many lines. We just need to focus on finding a few lines that will leave a deep impression."

They were just announcers for the school radio station, not working at a professional radio station.

There's absolutely no need to memorize it all.

Besides, even if they memorized it all, would Director Pan and his colleagues have time to listen to it all?

If we were to perform all the lines from those two comedic scripts, it would probably take until tomorrow.

"Really? Then which ones should I memorize?" Hearing Xia Ze's words, Lin Miaomiao felt much more at ease.