Qiao Xi slowly walked up the stage, and a poem appeared on the screen.
Fan Wenyuan had translated the first stanza, while she translated the second.
The first stanza was simpler and easier to understand. The second stanza was unpopular and difficult to translate beautifully.
Based on the question alone, it was difficult for her to turn the tables unless she was much more capable than Fan Wenyuan.
Qiao Xi closed her eyes and thought for a moment. Then, she opened her eyes and looked at the poem with a calm expression.
Fan Wenyuan looked at Qiao Xi with a face full of ridicule.
Her supporters were surprised. "She's already prepared to answer after thinking for a while. It looks like she's giving up!"
Disappointment was written all over Fan Wenyuan's face. He curled his lips and said, "She's too arrogant. Not only does she refuse to admit to having cheated, she even wants to challenge me. She's too vain!"
