Chapter 318 Passive face slaps are boring, I like to take the initiative to ride the face (Part 2)
"Brother Wu's family seems to have a lot of 'bookboys', and they copied it two hundred times quite quickly."
Zhao Rong raised his eyelids, nodded, and glanced at the students of Suixing Hall behind Wu Peiliang.
Wu Peiliang's stiff lips pulled into a smile, and he shook his head with a sighing expression.
He tried his best to soften his voice and said calmly:
"Oh, I was just about to talk to Brother Zhao."
Wu Peiliang paused for a moment, then turned to look at the classmates behind him who came to help, with an even bigger smile on his face.
He immediately suppressed the complacency in his heart and looked sideways at Zhao Rong.
"I am not talented, and thank you for your love and support from my friends and classmates. I couldn't bear that I was distracted by copying books when the big exam was about to affect my results in the exam, so after class, you all came to me one after another to ask for some copied books.
I’m doing a lot of work to help you share the burden.”
Wu Peiliang turned around and bowed his hands to the large group of Suixingtang students who were following behind him, with a grateful look on his face.
All the students also returned the gift one after another.
Zhao Rong watched with cold eyes.
Wu Peiliang sighed with emotion.
"Well, thanks to our straightforwardness, unity and friendship, and classmates helping each other, I don't have to pay too much attention to such boring trivial matters these days. I can spare time to prepare for the big exam. Next, I will prepare for the big exam.
We will contribute to Suixingtang’s major exam rankings.”
Wu Peiliang turned and squinted at the discarded manuscript paper.
"It's just that I thought that although Mr. Zhao Da is just here to mess around, you should also be able to understand your own position, know what is the school's top priority and what are the details, be able to focus on the overall situation, and understand that my classmates and I are
It was a last resort and expedient, but I didn’t think of it.”
He took a step forward and his voice suddenly became cold:
"Huh, Mr. Zhao Da is so ruthless. Doesn't he take himself too seriously? He doesn't take me and my classmates seriously!"
As soon as he finished speaking, most of the Suixingtang students who came with Wu Peiliang looked unhappy.
Just like Wu Peiliang said, whether it is Zhao Rong's calligraphy class or the daily conflicts between Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang.
Most of them honestly followed and watched.
Because these are all based on the basis that they are beneficial to the results of the Suxingtang examination and at least do not hinder the examination.
This is also the sense of collective honor that Yu Huaijin has always created.
But right now, there is a conflict between Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang.
When the big exam is coming, it seems to the students that one party's willfulness will affect the results of Suh Xing Hall's big exam.
Because Wu Peiliang ranked among the best in Suixing Hall in the past two major exams.
at this time.
The students of Suixing Hall looked aggressively at Zhao Rong who threw their manuscripts casually.
Wait for him to give a reasonable explanation.
only.
What Wu Peiliang and others never expected was...
Zhao Rong, who had been silent all this time, looked at them with strange eyes.
Then he nodded directly without thinking, agreeing with what Wu Peiliang just said.
"Well. You guys..." Zhao Rong looked at the people in front of him and said without any tact: "It's really not good."
Wu Peiliang: "???"
Students of Suixing Hall: “…………”
Wu Peiliang wondered if he had heard wrongly. Why was the guy in front of him so arrogant? Why was he so arrogant? How dare he be so arrogant?!
He snapped, "You..."
"Shut up."
Zhao Rong frowned and interrupted.
Wu Peiliang choked on his words,
Zhao Rong rolled up his right sleeve, made a fist with his right hand and placed it horizontally in front of his abdomen.
He suddenly said: "Who are you?"
Wu Peiliang opened his eyes and his face turned red.
Zhao Rong thought for a while, shook his head and explained, "Oh, I mean, every time you take a big exam, where will you rank in this Suixing Hall?"
Wu Peiliang then slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
But he sneered at this question.
Disdainful to answer.
Zhao Rong saw this and looked seriously: "First?"
Wu Peiliang snorted lightly and did not answer this question that he knew he was asking.
Is the guy in front of me really ignorant or pretending to be ignorant?
With Yu Huaijin here, except for her calligraphy skills, she has perfect scores in almost all subjects. Who dares to be ranked first in Suixing Hall?
Zhao Rong's tone still contained some hope, "Second?"
Wu Peiliang frowned slightly, but still said nothing.
Zhao Rong's question made him feel slightly uncomfortable.
However, it is also very close to Wu Peiliang’s true ranking.
In the two major exams, his best one was third place. However, he made some small mistakes in the last major exam and only finished fourth.
At this time, Wu Peiliang snorted again.
Immediately, he raised his chin slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong with some pride, waiting for Zhao Rong to guess the correct answer, which was already close to the correct answer.
"Not even the second child." Zhao Rong shook his head with a disappointed tone, "Brother Wu...that's it?"
Wu Peiliang's old face darkened.
What do you mean you are not even the second child!
Could you please pay more attention to your wording? Why is it like swearing?
The same thing happened when I asked him where he ranked.
besides……
Wu Peiliang opened his eyes wide and took a closer look at Zhao Rong's regretful expression.
He took a deep breath.
The students behind him couldn't help but be speechless when they heard Zhao Rong's regretful tone and saw this scene.
Hiss, you are so good at pretending it all by yourself.
Good guy, what are you not good at doing and pretending to be the first?
Wu Peiliang couldn't control his anger.
As the number one student in Suixing Hall among the six classes, the top three and top four students in the assessment, in the eyes of you, the talented student ‘Mr. Zhao Da’, you are not even qualified to be mentioned, right?
At this time, Suixing Hall became strangely quiet.
Whether it was the students who came to stand with Wu Peiliang or the students who were watching from their respective seats quietly.
They couldn't help but fell silent.
All eyes fell on the young student with a calm face.
Zhao Rong got the answer he wanted to know from everyone's reactions.
"I thought... how awesome it was." He shook his head, ignoring the dissatisfaction and anger of the people around him, and sighed to himself.
Wu Peiliang: "Zhao Ziyu! You..."
"Stop you, what are you doing?" Zhao Rong curled his lips and interrupted.
He said indifferently: "Okay, if you don't have a dick, you won't have a dick. Just make do with it."
Wu Peiliang's face turned the color of pig's liver, but he quickly reacted, suppressed his anger, and tried to keep his face as calm as possible.
Don't be angry, whoever gets the fuck first will lose.
"Haha, Mr. Zhao Da has such a loud tone."
"Don't scream. You'll know if it's big or not. You'll know after trying it." Zhao Rong thought for a moment and chuckled, "I'm talking about the tone."
Wu Peiliang: “…………”
Zhao Rong put down his rolled-up sleeves, his expression calmed, and he said directly: "Since Brother Wu is so confident and the occasion is not small, he can let other classmates help copy books, well, then let's... let's have a collision."
He paused for a moment, seemed to have remembered something, and added with a smile something that would be common in such situations.
"Don't be a coward. Whoever cowards will have a grandchild."
When Wu Peiliang heard this, he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at Zhao Rong, who spoke in a calm tone.
Some doubted whether he heard correctly.
Are you going to... bet with him?
Wu Peiliang laughed angrily.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Mr. Zhao Da is still a hidden master, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, right? It's just your kind of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger that jumps directly into a human face. This is the first time I've seen you. Haha, okay, you
What's the best way to touch it?"
Even though he said this, Wu Peiliang did not relax his vigilance at all, and kept thinking about the strength that the harmless man in front of him had shown.
If Zhao Rong proposed to compare the scores of the calligraphy examination, he would definitely not agree to it as if he were stupid.
Although Zhao Rong became the calligraphy class teacher, Wu Peiliang was unhappy.
But after being slapped in the face once, he still had the sense to realize which one was better in calligraphy between the two.
It's not like the villain in the best-selling storybook novel in the bookstore outside the academy. After being slapped on the left cheek, he replaced the right cheek.
In addition, Wu Peiliang also re-examined some of the things about Zhao Rong that he despised in the past.
Just when Wu Peiliang's thoughts changed rapidly.
Zhao Rong also smiled, showing his clean and dazzling white teeth, "What Brother Wu is most proud of, and what the classmates value most, we will 'touch' it. So, it is simpler, compared to this mid-month exam, Confucianism Seven
The overall performance of art! How is it?"
Wu Peiliang narrowed his eyes and did not agree immediately. Instead, he looked up and down at Zhao Rong, who looked calm.
Zhao Rong seemed to see what Wu Peiliang was thinking and nodded lightly.
"Well, I would like to advise Brother Wu to think more about it. You must think carefully. Oh, think more about whether I am bluffing, deliberately defrauding you, or using a trick to provoke you, and think more divergently.
Don’t miss these, otherwise you will lose in vain.”
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Wu Peiliang suddenly waved his hand.
"No need to say more, just bet, hum, I just prevented you from playing word games, so I thought about it more, haha, the overall score of the seven arts of Confucianism in this big test, right? Let's stipulate it first than this.
, the one with the highest total score will win. Don’t play any language traps. Also, what are you betting on with me?”
Zhao Rong's eyelids drooped slightly, "The one with the highest score wins. Isn't this nonsense?"
He shook his head, then casually stretched out his hand, pointing to the paper manuscript that had just been discarded in the pile of debris.
"Two hundred times of penalty copying. Just copy it again. This time, write it for me honestly, word by word. Oh, by the way, the book boy who has been doing your homework for you before has also been brought to me.
Look."
Zhao Rong's tone was lazy.
Wu Peiliang squeezed his fist and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay, very good, okay. But do you have anything I can bet on?"
Zhao Rong glanced at him.
"Aren't you always unconvinced about taking the position of teaching assistant in calligraphy class? Well, if you score high, I will give you the position of assistant teaching in calligraphy class."
Zhao Rong paused and then added: "Oh, by the way, and haven't you guys been discussing the taste of the Zhengguan Well water privately? Maybe there will be some opportunities to taste it."
Wu Peiliang's eyes brightened slightly, but he quickly suppressed the urge to agree.
Regarding the fact that Zhao Rong drank water from the Zhengguan Well in Zhu Yourong's class before, there has been a lot of rumors among the students in the six classes in the past few days.
Even many academicians have heard about this incident, and secretly said that this junior brother is so lucky, but they can't help but feel a little envious.
Therefore, during that time, the Mochi students were all looking forward to Zhu Yourong's calligraphy class, hoping that if they performed well, they would be rewarded with the title of Zhengguanjingshui.
It's a pity that the first time Zhu Yourong gave out water from Zhengguan Well as a reward that day was also the last time.
It was never taken out again.
This also made Mochi students feel regretful.
However, there are also rumors that a certain person is a teaching assistant in the calligraphy class and is favored by Zhu Yourong. He often goes to Yilanxuan as a guest and can often drink tea brewed with water from Zhengguan Well.
This kind of dazzling thing is one of the reasons why Wu Peiliang and other students are unhappy with Zhao Rong.
However, right now, the opportunity to replace Zhao Rong's calligraphy teaching assistant is right in front of him.
However, Wu Peiliang still suppressed his enthusiasm for the time being and thought calmly.
In fact, no matter what he thought at the moment, he couldn't figure out how Zhao Rong had the courage to compete with him on the overall score of the Seven Arts of Confucianism.
At present, according to what Wu Peiliang has observed.
Zhao Rong's musical skills are extremely poor, and he doesn't seem to be faking it.
But Wu Peiliang does not underestimate the enemy.
If it was just music arts that had poor results, Zhao Rong might be able to overturn him to the extreme.
After all, in the calligraphy class, Wu Peiliang could almost predict that Zhao Rong would get perfect marks.
This can also make up for the shortcomings of his musical skills to a certain extent.
But even so, it would be extremely difficult for Zhao Rong to defeat him, unless the other subjects were at a perverted level close to perfect scores, just like Yu Huaijin.
But, how is this possible in this situation?
Wu Peiliang sneered inwardly.
Not to mention several other art exams, Wu Peiliang doubted whether he could pass the upcoming etiquette exam alone.
Do you really think that Meng Zhengjun is a vegetarian? Can you really run away after such an aggressive move?
Ask her to give you a perfect score of ten that only Yu Huaijin has ever achieved?
Although the assessment of the mid-month exam is required to be as fair as possible, except for certain arts that can be quantified and scored according to standards.
Some other arts, such as etiquette, calligraphy, painting, etc., are extremely subjective.
Gentlemen, a single thought can determine life or death...
Wu Peiliang pondered over and over again.
On the side, Zhao Rong was not in a hurry and let Wu Peiliang take his time.
He folded his sleeves and stood quietly.
The journey of becoming a martial artist for more than half a year has made Zhao Rong's temperament seem like a completely different person.
He is no longer the frail scholar who screamed when Liu Sanbian pinched his bones, um, a frail otaku.
Last night's broken pulse was only one step away from Fuyao realm, which made him full of energy.
At this moment, Zhao Rong's waist was as straight as a spear, and his posture was upright. Standing opposite Wu Peiliang and other students, his face was indeed as flat as water and he was motionless.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
This also made Wu Peiliang even more fearful.
The students who came behind him to help out were slightly embarrassed.
At this time, in the silent Sui Xing Hall, the demeanor and behavior of Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang were even more superior to others in the eyes of others.
Wu Peiliang seemed to have noticed that his performance was not good.
It's just that Zhao Rong took the initiative to make fun of him, which still made him a little surprised.
Wu Peiliang couldn't help but look at Zhao Rong's expression carefully.
But the man in front of him still looked as usual.
At this time, Zhao Rong actually felt a little bored. He glanced around and suddenly bumped into Li Xueyou, who had been looking nervously here.
Zhao Rong saw a slightly worried look on her little face.
He raised the corners of his lips and gave Li Xueyou a reassuring smile.
But the latter has already looked back.
"Okay, just bet!"
Wu Peiliang's expression calmed down at some point, "Don't go back on your word."
Zhao Rong nodded, said nothing, and walked towards his seat.
Just the next second, a calm voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"According to the order from the academy, the students from the Sixth Hall will gather outside the auditorium."