In the past few days, the monkeys on Huaguo Mountain have become obsessed with "Xi Yangyang and Big Big Wolf". Some monkeys even want Sun Wukong to go to Xi Yangyang and bring a signed photo of Xi Yangyang. Sun Wukong felt that he was much more powerful than a little fart sheep, so he made up his mind to have a showdown with Xi Yangyang.

Sun Wukong floated to Qingqing Grassland and found Xi Yangyang who was studying. He shouted: "Stop learning! Little Lamb!" He turned around happily and said, "Do you know who I am? I am the famous Sun Wukong. I heard that you are smart and witty, and I want to see who is more powerful! Tomorrow Early in the morning, we gathered in Wuyun Forest to compete!" Xi Yangyang nodded and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow!"

The next day, Xi Yangyang came alone. When they arrived at the agreed place, Sun Wukong was already waiting there holding the golden cudgel. "Wukong, let's start the competition. But it's not a competition of martial arts, just literary talent." He said happily. Sun Wukong thought to himself: This ghost knows that I am a "martial arts master", but he makes me compete in literary talent. Forget it, forget it, it's not just a deserter, it's a comparison.

Wukong found the famous detective Conan and asked him to be the examiner. As the game begins, the dead branches and leaves on the trees rustle, the crows in the sky crow deeper and deeper, and there are more and more dark clouds in the sky. Wukong didn't care, and took the opportunity to conjure up a big peach, chewing it one bite at a time, and the peach juice stained Wukong's face.

"Please listen to the question, what are the "Four Great Classics"?" "I'll do it!" Wukong pressed the answer button. "What is it?" "Oh, it's "Three Strikes of Bone Demons", "Havoc in Heaven", "Battle of the Red Boy"..." Conan interrupted Sun Wukong and shouted: "Wrong! Come over, joyfully." He said unhurriedly: "It's a piece of cake, it's "Journey to the West", "A Dream of Red Mansions", "Water Margin", and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"." "Correct, plus one point." Sun Wukong was furious. He slapped his forehead and complained: "Oh! Why didn't I know? Come again." "This man is the inventor of the electric light. He is from the United States -" "Love... love my disciples." Sun Wukong rushed over. replied. "Although I mispronounced the pronunciation, I'll give you 0.5 points." Conan said. Wukong was overjoyed and conjured up a big stage. Sun Wukong, holding an electric guitar, sang and danced on the stage. "Next question, 1 1=? Answer one Chinese character." Sun Wukong was still immersed in the joy of 0.5 points, and he was overjoyed that he had the right to answer the question. "Ha, it's like a Chinese character... By the way, it's the character for '王'." "Added 1 point." Conan and Xi Yangyang gave each other a hard slap, their faces filled with joy and joy.

Sun Wukong finally came to his senses and rolled on the ground in anger. He walked over happily and said with a smile: "I defeated you with an excellent score of 2 to 0.5. Do you admit defeat?"

Sun Wukong was so ashamed that he didn't expect that he lost so much. Wow, I have no shame in meeting the descendants of the monkey people when I go back. The monkeys in Huaguo Mountain became even more joyful after hearing this joyful story of victory. The old monkeys said to Wukong: "Don't be discouraged. Don't go out to play with the golden cudgel in the future."

Sun Wukong secretly vowed: He must study the cultural knowledge of his motherland and use his magical power to make China take off.