Chapter 658 Don't you think I'm not being humble? (3000 words)
The courtyard entrance.
The young girl, who was a first-time wife, spoke softly and softly like water, quietly 'accusing' her lover.
She quietly felt his "easy" change, and couldn't help but curiously guessed: "I...I didn't 'provoke' you this morning, or it was just a mistake. You like me wearing a men's Confucian shirt...
"
Zhao Rong:…………
I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand.
Xiao Qian'er quickly raised her head and glanced at Zhao Rong, who had a slightly red face.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier when you were in the room? It's already at the door... You're holding it in all by yourself. You have an exam this morning."
At this time, Zhao Rong, who was standing at the gate, wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in, and said hurriedly: "Listen to my explanation, it's not like this."
Xiao Qian'er is also very understanding, "Okay, you explain, Qian'er listen carefully!"
"I mean it's not me... it's just that I didn't..." Zhao Rong hesitated and got stuck.
What do you think of this? He is indeed very energetic now, so his lively state has also brought some side effects. He actually didn't pay attention to it before, he was just thinking about studying, but now his wife misunderstood him, and he has some secrets in his heart.
, for a while, I couldn’t explain clearly.
Ever since, in front of the steel-hard facts and Xiao Qian'er's smiling eyes, Zhao Rong was defeated and speechless.
Xiao Qian'er snorted lightly and pushed the bad guy's chest, "Humph, you have a tough mouth."
Then, she, Xiaoqiong, wrinkled her nose and said, "There is an important exam in the morning. I can't distract you. Thinking about that state makes you feel uncomfortable... Elbow, when I entered the room, I suddenly remembered that I forgot something.
Got it.”
"what?"
Xiao Qian'er, who was clearly holding a porridge box in her hand, blinked her eyes and breathed fragrance into his ear: "Yes, it's delicious."
Zhao Rong's mouth twitched hard.
She should have spanked her hard in the morning, but now she is so bold.
"Have you not eaten enough yet? Hurry up and bring the porridge back. Qingjun is still hungry. If she knew you were so greedy, she would tear your mouth apart..."
Zhao Rong moved out the lady, and Xiao Qian'er was really shocked and a little afraid of the lady.
"Don't, don't tell her, Qian'er is not doing it for your own good, it's not for our family, I'm afraid you will delay the exam..." The little girl rolled her eyes and came up with an idea:
"Well, actually we just don't tell the lady..." I still want to eat secretly.
Zhao Rong shook his head, patted her little head that raised her head, and said clearly: "I'm fine. On the contrary, I'm in pretty good condition. Small problems can be overcome... You should go back quickly. The porridge boxes in this inn are not that good."
Keep it warm, if you are really not full, eh, why do you taste so delicious... just ask Qingjun to give you some porridge."
Xiao Qian'er's attention was successfully diverted, "Then she must not agree."
Zhao Rong smiled and said: "Just say what I said."
"Oh, okay, then...then I'm leaving."
He said to leave, but the little girl stayed in his arms for a while, arched her head, and whispered in a low voice: "You really don't need it?"
Zhao Rong smiled helplessly, "No, just go back."
"Okay! You said it. You have to concentrate on the exam in the morning and don't think about bad things. Well, even if you can't help but think about bad things, you can only think about Qian'er. There is also a young lady, um, a little sister.
I just can’t do it to Maid Su..."
Zhao Rong was speechless as his second wife even arranged a temporary farewell for him.
"Come on! Brother Rong'er, take the exam well. In fact, the requirements are not high. Your music and art are holding you back. As long as you can pass the exam, Fan Yushu will be fine. Well, after the exam, the lady and I will come to see you!"
Xiao Qian'er waved her little hand, carried the porridge box, and left reluctantly.
Zhao Rong didn't know whether he should be happy or angry because of the goal request he gave him before leaving.
Well, I'd better be happy.
I am happy for Brother Yushu.
By the way, I finally have to return to the quiet life of studying in the academy...
Unexpectedly feeling a little nostalgic for his lovely classmates and teachers in the academy, Zhao Rong murmured and left the courtyard, walking all the way through the town that was particularly lively in the early morning, and returned to Linlu Academy.
He decided to go back to school first to get some paper, ink, pens and inkstones for the exam. As soon as he returned, he bumped into Fan Yushu at the door of Dongli Courtyard.
Fan Yushu seemed to be waiting for him. He was holding a very new copy of the Confucian Classics Commentary in his hand, pacing back and forth in front of the courtyard gate, as if he was reviewing and preparing for the exam without letting go of the book.
Seeing Zhao Rong return at this time, he immediately greeted him and asked about him with concern.
"Tzuyu, how's your review going?"
Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at Brother Yushu's anxious and expectant look, feeling that he was more concerned about his review status than himself.
Fan Yushu couldn't help but said: "I only reviewed one subject, what about you?"
As Zhao Rong went back to the house to get something, he turned his head and glanced at the few pages of the classics and meanings book in his hand.
He doubted: "Isn't the subject you are reviewing the classics and meanings?"
"How do you know, Ziyu is so awesome?" Fan Yushu was stunned for a moment, then asked hurriedly: "This first door is too tricky... What about you, please tell me how you are doing?"
"Um." Zhao Rong paused and said, "I'm not very good at it. I only reviewed one subject, so I'm a little hung up."
Fan Yushu followed him and took a long breath after hearing this. "Huh, this is good. This is good. I'm not very good at it either. I'm very worried."
Zhao Rong, who was about to ask Brother Teng Ying where he was, couldn't help but stop. He looked back and looked at Fan Yushu's relieved and relieved expression.
Well, you don’t think what I said is true, do you? Or do you think that I am not modest at all?
Zhao Rong thought for a while and then changed his mind and said, "But in the field of Jingyi, well, I'm just so-so."
Fan Yushu was shocked and said: "How can it be careless! Economics is a big subject, so difficult!"
Zhao Rong:…………
As expected of you, Brother Yushu, you have never let me down.
Fan Yushu sighed a little sadly, but still mustered up his energy and praised and encouraged: "It seems that Tzuyu is still very good. I often see you reading the scriptures and often go to Mr. Yan for advice... Well, this
In terms of aspects, I am not as good as Tzuyu. When the big exam is over, I will definitely improve myself and listen carefully to the lectures. I will not be able to pass a single subject. By the way, I have to review and prepare for the exam in advance... Tzuyu will supervise me!"
Zhao Rong took the paper, ink, pen and inkstone and put them in a small book box. He also brought some water and snacks to prepare. When he heard this, he turned around and asked seriously:
"Brother Yushu, did you think so before the last big exam?"
Fan Yushu choked and said in surprise: "It seems...how did Ziyu know?!"
Zhao Rong waved his hand and had nothing to say.
He stepped into the autumn morning light and walked towards Mochi Academy carrying a small book box.
Fan Yushu also followed behind him with his exquisite and expensive bookcase of examination materials, saying along the way:
"Tzuyu, I feel like you're better prepared than me this time, so I'm probably going to be at the bottom again."
"But your musical arts are simply too behind. You're not as good as me. You have to focus on this in the future. But I guess after this exam, when the results come out, Senior Yu will give you heavier tasks and supplements. You have to be mentally prepared.
Prepare.
"Well, actually I am too. It seems that we will have to be brothers again in the next make-up lesson for Senior Yu... But it doesn't matter, I will accompany you! Who makes us brothers!"
"But, I feel that your ranking in the school this time may be two whole rankings higher than mine! Your calligraphy skills are so good that you must be number one. There is nothing to say about this, right? Unless Mr. Zhu deliberately makes things difficult for you...
"
Zhao Rong ignored Fan Yushu's words. He wished that Zhu Yourong would embarrass him. It would be better if there was a break in the conflict. If he didn't want it, he would not have an excuse not to 'disturb' her.
At this time, Zhao Rong was thinking about what Brother Yushu said before, what does it mean... maybe he can be two ranks higher than him?
Even with his sharply increased thinking agility, it took him a while to figure it out. It turned out that when Brother Yushu said he was two places higher, he meant the third from the bottom!
"Tzuyu, although I was always at the bottom in the past, those classmates in our Suixingtang Hall were so good. The second-to-last place was much higher than me, which made me a little worried. How can people chase after this? A little bit.
Positivity is useless.”
Zhao Rong:…………
Um, is there such a possibility? I mean maybe... you are too bad.
In front of Zhao Rong, Fan Yushu remained silent and continued to complain:
"But you tell me, what right does that second-to-last Brother Hu have to reject me? He is also second-to-last no matter what, so why should he? Moreover, I saw that in the first few days when you came to the school, this Hu with a paralyzed face
My brother seemed quite happy. He didn't understand it at the time, but now it seems that he must think he can be promoted to a higher rank."
"It's really disgusting. He has a good innate foundation. How can he bully us? Tzuyu! You work hard this time and give full play to your calligraphy and classics. If you are lucky, you might be able to step on him. Hey, vent your anger for me.
.”
While Fan Yushu at the back was happily thinking about the future, Zhao Rong walking in front couldn't help but speak.
"Brother Yushu."
"Ah, what's wrong? Not confident?"
"no."
"Then what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Rong said sincerely: "I... really thank you."
Fan Yushu waved his hand, "It's okay, don't go outside..." At this point, he paused and suggested tentatively: "If you really feel embarrassed, give me the paper sideways when you test the meaning of the scriptures later.