"Mom, please stop crying. The child is not running away from home. The child is going to school in three days." Seeing that the woman was about to cry again, the fat man quickly comforted her.
"Ah, you won't leave? I know that my precious son hates his mother the most... Wha, what? Going to school?"
As soon as she heard that her son was not leaving, the woman's face suddenly changed. There were tears in her eyes. Then she seemed to have heard something and looked at the fat man in disbelief.
"Yeah." The fat man nodded helplessly.
"Son, where are you going to go to school? Have you already planned to go to another private school? This is fine, I will satisfy you wherever you want to go." When she heard that her son finally agreed to go to school, the woman was overjoyed.
, spread his teeth and smile.
Her son finally stopped knocking on the door of Jingshan Academy for the second time this year.
"Jingshan Academy!"
As soon as these words came out, the two of them were stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you, at a loss.
"Son, why are you still thinking about entering the academy? It's not that we can't get in, we just have no fate with the academy." The woman whispered and explained carefully, for fear of making her son unhappy.
She didn't know what kind of stimulation or cramp her son had, but he just wanted to enter Jingshan Academy.
She had also heard her husband mention that Jingshan Academy was the premier academy in the county. After all, this was the only academy in the entire county.
So much so that every diligent family wants to send their children there.
It was okay at first, and I could still rely on a little favor.
Later, the number of students increased, causing Jingshan College to have insufficient accommodation and classrooms. The college issued a statement to reduce enrollment.
When they heard this, they thought, how can this be done?
If enrollment is reduced, what if their children happen to be unable to get in?
So the wealthy gentry thought of a way, which was to donate money.
In this way, for the expansion of Jingshan Academy, we can build as much as we need, so we get the best of both worlds.
When these words reached the ears of the dean of Jingshan Academy, they all thought that the dean would smile.
Unexpectedly, the dean became furious when he heard the news and said fiercely, "The academy is a place for reading and learning, not a place for you to store your money. If you want to enter this academy, you have to give it to me."
Show your true ability, otherwise no matter how much money you donate, I won't accept any of it."
Since then, the enrollment requirements of Jingshan Academy have changed, from accepting students who can afford to pay to enrolling only by passing the college entrance examination.
If the same batch of people can pass the first level, they will have to go through the second level. If the number of people eliminated in the second level is still too small, then continue to the third level, and so on, until the number of people eliminated is the same as that of the college.
Only when the number of enrolled students matches is the assessment passed.
Therefore, Ling Yun and the others were able to enroll in the second level not because the college's examination standards only had two levels, but because enough people had been eliminated in the second level.
This means that no matter how many people register every spring and autumn, the academy can only accept so many people, and other people who have been eliminated can only come back next time.
"Who said I didn't get in?" The fat man was confused. He didn't say anything, so why did they think he didn't get in?
The fat man thought to himself: Could it be that my handsome appearance looks so unreliable?
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then thought about it carefully. No one had indeed told him about his son. It was just that they found that his son was so worried, and it must have been because he was eliminated from the academy.
Now hearing their son's words, the two of them beamed with joy and excitedly held the fat man's hand, "So, you, you passed the exam?"
The fat man was pulled back and forth by the two men, and the flesh on his face trembled, making him dizzy.
"Mom and dad, please be gentle, the baby will be knocked unconscious by you."
"Oh, it's all my fault, mother. She was so excited that she didn't take action seriously. So, son, have you really passed the academy's examination?" The woman looked at the fat man expectantly.
"Of course," the fat man said with a smile on his face, proud of himself.
The woman smiled happily and danced. At the same time, she did not forget to slap the man's hand away and shouted, "Hurry up and let go of your hand, don't tear my precious son's hand. My son will have to write with both hands in the future!"
As he spoke, he didn't forget to grab the fat man's hand and stroke it gently.
"Son, you are so great. You are worthy of being a child born to my mother in ten months of pregnancy. You are so smart!"
"Of course, you don't look at me, my son, as if I haven't passed the exam?" The fat man was so praised by his mother that his heart surged and he became impassioned.
"No, no." The two of them shook their heads hastily.
"Son, are you really admitted to the academy?" The woman still couldn't help but ask, rest assured that her son was joking with them, and in the end the joy was in vain.
"Mom, it's absolutely true." Seeing that the woman had doubts about him, the fat man quickly stood up, patted his chest vigorously, and said righteously.
"Mom and dad, if you don't believe it, you can call Xiao Bing to answer and ask him if it is true. It is clearly written on the list on the wall of the academy."
"Son, I'm not doubting you, I'm just..." The woman murmured, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the fat man.
"I know, I know. Anyway, your son has been admitted to the academy and will go to the academy to study in three days. Ah, this is such a bright road. Your son will become the scholar of our Zhou family in the future.
Already."
The fat man was immersed in his own fantasy at this moment, as if he could become a high school scholar after entering the academy.
Just now, when I saw their son patting his chest and making a promise, I felt that it was quite reliable. But now, in this situation, I feel a little confused as to why the academy admitted their son.
"Son, are the academy exams difficult?" The man, full of doubts, asked about the academy exams.
"Hmm~ It's not bad! But it's a little difficult for me to be alone with your son, but..." The fat man suddenly stopped in the middle of his words.
The two of them, who were concentrating on each other, suddenly noticed that their son had stopped talking, and couldn't help but ask, "Son, what is it?"
"It's nothing. I just met a kid, and he told me how to pass the academy's exam. I followed his method, and sure enough, I passed. Do you think it's weird or not?"
Fatty was not a person who could hide secrets. When his parents asked him about it, he immediately told everything he had experienced today.
"Oh? There is such a thing? Then what on earth did he tell you? Tell your parents about it." When they heard that someone actually taught him how to take the exam, the two of them felt very strange and quickly asked.
They really can't understand that there are still children in this world who know how to pass the academy examination?
This earth-shattering secret made them impatient and pursued their son to ask questions.
"Mom and dad, don't worry. Let me think about it for a moment and talk to you in detail." Looking at the two people who wanted to get to the bottom of things, the fat man lazily stretched his waist, delaying intentionally or unintentionally, but just didn't want to speak.
The two people who wanted to get to the bottom of it were naturally anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
If his son doesn't tell them, even if they want to know again, they can't force him to tell them everything. They can only wait patiently.
After a while, the fat man said slowly, "At first, I saw the child in rags and clothes suddenly entered the room, and I couldn't help but go up and strike up a conversation."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Their son's character clearly knew that he was not approaching to strike up a conversation, but that he was clearly stepping forward to scold and humiliate others.
It's just that the two people who always doted on their children didn't mean to expose the fat man, but allowed him to continue talking.
"Then he quietly told me that he had many clothes at home that were as gorgeous as ours, but he didn't wear them today. Parents, do you know why he didn't wear them? Hey, you can't imagine it." The fat man looked at it meaningfully.
The two of them were confused by the question.
"Then what exactly did he say?" the man asked following his son's words.
"He said that if he dressed like me, there would be nothing outstanding. Only by wearing shabby clothes like him can he leave a deep impression on the Master when he takes the school exam. As long as the Master remembers you,
You just have a chance."
"Did he really say that?" The man was dumbfounded. It turned out that he was thinking about why his son was so crazy that he would snatch the soldiers' clothes. The problem was actually that person.
"A sneeze, a sneeze." Ling Yun was at home at this time, sharing today's joy with his family.
But he sneezed twice in a row and thought to himself: I thought, scolded and caught a cold, who is scolding me behind my back?
"That's right, Daddy, didn't you guess it?" the fat man said with a smile, his eyes full of pride.
The man patted his forehead and sighed helplessly.
I was thinking about how he felt that his son had a good feeling about being teased and thinking about others.
The son of a landlord was sold and he counted the money for others!
But even though he knew clearly that his son was being teased, he still couldn't show it. He suppressed his inner unhappiness and said with a smile: "Son, you are so amazing that you can meet such a friend."
After saying that, the man felt like his heart was churning and he was about to vomit out if he wasn't careful.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" The woman seemed to be aware of the man's abnormality, and asked with concern.
"It's okay, I'm just happy for our son." The man's stiff face forced a smile.
"Dad, you also think my son is very lucky, right?" Seeing the man happy for him, the fat man danced and danced. He was so unhappy.
The man looked at his silly son and had a headache.
I really don’t understand how the master in the academy let him pass. Is it really because of his dressing problem?
He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, maybe he had wrongly blamed the child.
It is also possible that it was really a problem with his clothing that caused his son to pass the academy examination.
Otherwise, could his stupid son really pass the academy examination?
He couldn't help but have questions.
But if you think about it carefully, it is impossible. If the academy was based on clothes, there would not be so many children from poor families being eliminated every year.
It's neither this nor that. He tried his best but couldn't think of a reason. The man simply stopped thinking about it and let his son finish talking.