Chapter 1, Have you ever heard

Her body was tense, her heart rising and falling repeatedly, more so than the people on television. Zhang said that with each correct answer to a question, she felt as if she was being reborn once again

Zhong Bi casually ruffled his hair and said, "It's very easy. Just plug in the rice cooker, pour in hot water, add the noodles, and that's it. Didn't you say that you should do your own things yourself?"

After watching television, she shook her head, drying her moist eyes, and with a snap, closed the computer. Clearing her throat, she said: "Zuo Xue, there are noodles in the kitchen; you can try to make them yourself, or you can ask the aunt to do it." Zuo Xue replied with a dismissive sound, saying angrily: "Today is the end of the month; the aunt is on leave."

Zhang smiled at the camera, his eyes bright, as if recalling something, exuding a warm feeling. It was the first time the audience had seen him smile so charmingly, almost captivating everyone present. Many girls whistled unabashedly, causing quite a stir. He turned his profile to the camera, his features distinct, his gaze resting on a certain spot in the venue, pausing for a moment before saying: "My girlfriend from university"

Zhong Bi immediately surrendered upon hearing this, hurriedly saying: "Alright, alright, I will go prepare a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast for you right away"

Zhang said he did not pay attention to the rising and falling sounds of regret, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his lips, and he quickly but clearly replied: "The Sixth Patriarch Huineng inherited the robe and bowl from the Fifth Patriarch Hongren and came to the Huazang Temple in Guangzhou to propagate the Dharma. The abbot of Huazang Temple, Master Yinzong, was giving a sermon when the wind blew and the banners moved. He then asked: 'Is it the wind that moves or the banners that move?' Among the disciples, some said it was the wind that moved, while others said it was the banners that moved. Huineng stepped forward, joined his palms together, and said: 'It is neither the wind that moves nor the banners that move; it is the heart of the benevolent that moves.'"

On the other end of the phone, there was a prolonged silence, long enough for him to believe it was the end of the world, the edge of the universe. Finally, a faint sigh sounded from the other end of the line: "A Yue, I am getting a divorce"

There were people in the audience expressing their grievances, asking why, and for a moment, it became quite noisy.

When the handsome man on the television gently said to the camera, "Zhong Bi, all these years have passed, have you ever heard?" she felt an overwhelming sense of emotion, a mix of feelings, and in her heart, she shouted loudly: Now, I have heard!

Zhang was taken aback when he first heard the question

Zhang, in a moment of excitement, was unable to contain himself and quickly tried to control his emotions, thinking about what he should say. The host urged him from the side, saying, "Mr. Zhang, you only have thirty seconds." Zhang completely ignored this. The venue fell silent for about ten seconds before he slowly spoke, word by word: "It is not the wind that moves, nor the banner that moves; it is my heart that moves."

He walked down, embraced Zhang, and excitedly said: "Mr. Zhang, I am aware of your legendary experiences. You have graced the cover of Time magazine and were listed as one of the '100 Most Influential People in the World.' Not only am I curious, but everyone who knows you is curious as well: why did you choose to come to 'Heavenly People' instead of 'Personality Interview'?" The audience below erupted in good-natured laughter; this young man was so intelligent, perceptive, and handsome. Not only am I curious, but everyone who knows you is curious as well: why did you choose to come to 'Heavenly People' instead of 'Personality Interview'?" The audience below erupted in good-natured laughter; this young man was so intelligent, perceptive, and handsome.

She heard the host say, "It is not the wind that moves, nor the banner that moves, but the heart of the benevolent that stirs," and couldn't help but be taken aback. Then she heard him say, "I wonder if this call can still go through," and immediately her phone rang upstairs, leaving her momentarily stunned. The ringtone was a song from Liang Jingru's new album, warm and lyrical, softly singing: "I hope the person I love is healthy, has a kind personality, and can embrace my little stubbornness with their big hands..."

The host and all the audience present fell silent, including the rival competitor across from them, all sensing the unusual nature of this phone call

The host noticed his unusual expression and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, are you unsure? That's alright, you still have a chance to ask for help." He did not understand why this renowned young man was participating in "Heavenly People"; he should have been attending the cover shoot for "Person Interviews" or "Economic Weekly." Another competitor, a very knowledgeable woman, also delayed in answering, clearly unaware of the answer.

She stumbled up the stairs, her steps unsteady, fell down, got back up, rushed over to grab her phone, and frantically pressed the answer button, feeling as if thousands of horses were galloping in her heart

This episode is titled "Challenge Yourself," with a total of twelve participants. By the final round, only two remain, highlighting the intensity of the competition. The host, with a uniquely magnetic voice, states: "The last question is, 'It is not the wind that moves, nor the banner that moves, but the heart of the benevolent that moves.' Where does this phrase come from, and who said it?" The electronic screen displays four answers. Everyone is deep in thought, and the venue falls silent for a moment. The host, with a uniquely magnetic voice, states: "The last question is, 'It is not the wind that moves, nor the banner that moves, but the heart of the benevolent that moves.' Where does this phrase come from, and who said it?" The electronic screen displays four answers. Everyone is deep in thought, and the venue falls silent for a moment.

The television program with the highest viewership in the country has sparked discussions about a mysterious woman named "Zhong Bi" due to this matter

Zhang Shuo smiled lightly under the stage, stood up, and said calmly: "I just want her to know." Looking around at the audience, he added, "The show is over, I am leaving." He waved his hand and left without hesitation

Suppressing the surging emotions within, he softly asked, "Zhong Bi, after all these years, have you ever heard?"

"Heaven and Earth" is not the name of a nightclub, but rather the highest-rated variety entertainment program in the country in recent years. It is broadcast live, offers substantial prizes, covers a wide range of knowledge, and presents considerable difficulty, attracting many viewers who aspire to fame, seek profit, or wish to take on challenges.

Zhang first lowered her gaze, then raised her head to look at the camera, speaking word by word: "I have a friend who never watches economic analyses, personality interviews, or current affairs programs. She only enjoys variety shows, loves gossip, enjoys pop music, and likes online romance novels."

The host deliberately asked in a casual tone: "Was it the young lady who just answered the phone? Her name seems to be Zhong ... ... Bi?" Gently probing, hoping to uncover more details.

The host signaled for everyone to quiet down and calmly posed the question: "Mr. Zhang, allow me to ask once more, why did you come to participate in 'Tian Shang Ren Jian'?" Having encountered countless people, he could immediately discern the young man's resolute character and unwillingness to easily compromise, planning to gradually lead him to provide the answer that everyone was eager to hear

Zuo Xue sat down on his own exclusive chair, imitating the adults, with his arms crossed, his right foot raised and resting on his left foot, casually saying: "If you don't give me noodles, when you divorce Zuo Si, I will tell the judge that I want to be with him."

The host broke the silence, saying, "Time's up." Everyone felt a sense of regret, sighing that this young man had so easily given up one million.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. He continued to call, yet still no response. The host and the audience expressed their concern, fearing that no one would pick up on the other end of the line. However, he appeared completely unfazed in front of the camera, lost in thought, somewhat distracted, unaware of what he was contemplating. Just as he was about to give up and the audience was about to lose patience, a gentle female voice came through: "A Yue, it's me, Zhong Bi."

Zhang spoke but did not respond, neither shaking his head nor nodding, only offering a polite smile to everyone

A scream was heard, and everyone displayed expressions of anticipation and curiosity

No one was willing to let him go, as they clamored and voiced their opinions in a cacophony of chatter.

Everyone is concerned about this issue

The pen artist has not stepped out of her home in Hong Kong for a week. Recently, she resigned from her job, and her mood is quite poor. Her six-year-old son, Zuo Xue, is watching the endlessly ongoing "Detective Conan," completely engrossed and focused. She sits curled up on the sofa with her legs tucked in, holding a nineteen-inch laptop, watching an endless variety entertainment program, her eyes half-closed, her hair disheveled.

Facing the camera, across the phone, amidst the vast sea of people, in the rolling red dust, in the boundless wilderness of time, even the simplest greeting has become difficult, and the two did not say anything else.

He slowly shook his head, "No, she is married." His voice was very calm

The host looked at him and tentatively asked, "What kind of friend?"

A Yue is her unique name. She was once a student in the Chinese Department at the best university in the country. The first sentence of "The Analects: On Learning" is "To learn and to practice what you have learned at the right time, is it not a joy?" The word "joy" is the same as "Yue," which means happiness and delight. Zhang said, that is Zhang Yue, and she calls him A Yue, the one and only A Yue. Her son is named "Xue," which means to learn, and to learn and to practice what you have learned at the right time, is it not a joy!

Some were taken aback, not realizing that this handsome young man was so famous

Zhang looked at the crowd in front of him, feeling a momentary daze, and after a few seconds of pause, he turned back and said: "I request assistance from outside." The host agreed and reminded him: "You have thirty seconds. Would you like to seek help on-site or by phone?" He said he would seek help by phone. However, it seemed as if he had exhausted all his strength in dialing that phone number, his fingers trembling, feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds, striking again and again against his anxious heart. Realizing he was somewhat losing his composure, he steadied himself and slowly faced the camera, saying: "I don't know if this phone number can still be reached." However, it seemed as if he had exhausted all his strength in dialing that phone number, his fingers trembling, feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds, striking again and again against his anxious heart. Realizing he was somewhat losing his composure, he steadied himself and slowly faced the camera, saying: "I don't know if this phone number can still be reached."

She saw Zhang Shuo on the television, wearing a light gray T-shirt and linen-colored trousers, dressed modestly yet exuding an outstanding presence, very photogenic. Her spirits lifted uncontrollably, and she clenched her fist, saying: "The championship belongs to you alone." Without any reason, she simply believed it. The female contestant number 6 also performed exceptionally well, remaining calm and composed, with strong psychological qualities, analyzing in a logical manner, making her a formidable rival to Zhang Shuo. She watched with gritted teeth, hoping fervently for a mistake from her opponent. The female contestant number 6 also performed exceptionally well, remaining calm and composed, with strong psychological qualities, analyzing in a logical manner, making her a formidable rival to Zhang Shuo. She watched with gritted teeth, hoping fervently for a mistake from her opponent.

Everyone suddenly realized that he had known the answer all along; that phone call was merely made to the person who made his heart flutter. In an instant, applause erupted like thunder.

Zuo Xue threw down the remote control, and a fast-paced Japanese song began to play; it was the ending theme. He was watching the latest episode of "Conan," in the original sound, without subtitles, but he could understand it. In order to watch Conan, he worked hard to learn Japanese. He walked over and shook the woman on the sofa, who had already entered a state of oblivion, and said, "Mom, I'm hungry." She casually responded, "Oh—" and then fell silent.

Countless thoughts were swirling in her mind, and finally she told him: "A Yue, I am getting a divorce"

As the heartbeat returns to normal, the voice is so calm that even I find it hard to believe.

The host said emotionally: "I have been a host for twenty years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation. Mr. Zhang, I believe no one could answer better than you."

The host smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, as far as I know, it has been quite a few years since you graduated, hasn't it?" He nodded, "Five and a half years." The host let out a small gasp, "To have achieved so much in less than six years since graduation makes those of us who are over forty feel increasingly ashamed of ourselves." The topic shifted abruptly, catching everyone off guard, "So, does your girlfriend accompany you?" This is a technique in questioning, striking unexpectedly and catching one unprepared.