Chapter 679 What should I do if I am surrounded by soft rice? (The first chapter of the month for go
Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu hadn't chatted for a while when the figure of a certain old-fashioned girl reappeared at the door of Suixing Hall.
The lively school suddenly fell silent.
All the students were focused on reading and were very self-disciplined.
Of course, Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu were no exception, and each read the book carefully.
Yu Huaijin held up his hands and stood at the door, staring at the audience with an expressionless face, and said: "Go and see if Guangye Hall and Xiudao Hall next door are as noisy as you are. I can hear it even standing outside the school.
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All the students lowered their heads and studied seriously.
The old-fashioned girl shook her head.
The return of Senior Yu made everyone calm down. The evening self-study continued, but nothing happened afterwards. Zhao Rong continued to review his weaker chess skills. Later, he took the initiative to find an opportunity and left his seat to ask Brother Xue You for advice. Fan Yushu met
Not to be outdone, Zhuang followed Zhao Rong to ask for advice.
Not long after, the evening self-study ended and everyone left and returned.
Zhao Rong returned to Dongli Xiaozhu and deliberately waited until Fan Yushu returned to his own yard. Then Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and asked Jia Tengying:
"Brother Teng Ying, during the musical arts exam yesterday afternoon, did you see Mr. Zhu, who teaches us calligraphy, come to the school?"
Jia Tengying recalled it, nodded and said truthfully: "Yes, after you left the examination room early, about half an hour later, Mr. Zhu passed by the lakeside promenade and walked into the school. Well, you know, Mr. Zhu...
…It’s relatively conspicuous and can cause a stir when she comes, so I saw it too, and I don’t know if she’s here to invigilate the exam or for something else…”
Zhao Rong nodded silently, said goodbye and went back to the house. Jia Tengying was dull and didn't care.
As soon as Zhao Rong returned to the house, he closed the door, left the light on, walked straight to the desk, threw himself into the chair, and looked up at the ceiling.
A certain sword spirit in the heart lake couldn't stop laughing.
Zhao Rong had no expression and asked in his mind: "Why are you laughing?"
Someone said in a voice from Gui Xue: "I announce that I, Zhao Ziyu, finally no longer have to eat soft food! Hahahahahahaha..."
Zhao Rong waved his sleeves, and more than twenty bamboo tubes containing Zhengguan well water appeared on the desk, scattered around.
Zhao Rong was still slumped in his chair, looking at the ceiling, too lazy to clean up.
The beautiful and soft face of a busty female gentleman slowly floated before his eyes.
Zhao Rong took a deep breath, "I have a question..."
Gui tried very hard to stop laughing and answered quickly: "What should I do if I am surrounded by soft rice? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha Zhao Rong, you are so funny hahahaha..."
Zhao Rong shut up, he was numb.
It was quiet inside the house.
But the smile of a certain sword spirit in Xinhu couldn't stop for a long time.
Zhao Rong lay quietly for a while.
After taking a break, Gui's laughter finally became smaller. During the period when he became the sword spirit of a certain Peach Blossom Sword Master, Gui felt that he had laughed more times than in the entire previous half of his life.
"Hey, you are so young, you really want to laugh me to death, Zhao Rong hahahaha..."
Zhao Rong was too lazy to move his lips.
Gui thought for a while and asked with a smile: "So, she should know everything you said to Lao Jijiu that day, or in other words, she was actually at the scene?"
Zhao Rong then nodded numbly, "Probably."
"So, Zhu Yourong not only stuffed your mouth with soft rice quietly, but also knew your current needs?" It smiled and nodded, "Now we know what the soft rice that best suits Mr. Zhao's appetite is, it is dragon energy."
Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to rub the stiff muscles on his face and sighed helplessly, "Yeah."
There are 30 million debts in the world, but love debt is the hardest to repay.
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That night, someone who was too lazy to move lay directly on the Taishi's chair, lifted the evil dragon and activated the inner lake mentality and fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already dawn.
The sky outside the window was white as fish belly. After cleaning up, Zhao Rong splashed his face with cold well water. Zhao Rong patted his slightly numb cheeks, looked at the rising sun, and went out as usual.
Today is the last day of the mid-month exam.
The chess test was in the morning. Zhao Rong arrived at the examination room early, and then took advantage of the break to go to Brother Xue You for advice with two questions written in his notes.
After Li Xueyou finished answering the questions in a careful voice, he was a little surprised and asked Zhao Rong, who was about to leave: "These two questions... How long has Brother Ziyu been reviewing this time?"
Zhao Rong said truthfully: "Two days...er, two days and one night."
Li Xueyou blinked, thinking Zhao Rong was joking.
The chess exam still started at the second quarter of the morning. Not long after Zhao Rong returned to his seat, the bell rang, officially starting the exam.
Zhao Rong had been reviewing this chess skill test without letting go of the papers for the past few days. When the invigilator handed out the papers and chessboard test tools to him, Zhao Rong, who was slightly nervous before the exam, suddenly calmed down.
Zhao Rong silently turned over the papers, his heart still as calm, and he reviewed the questions and took the exam.
He found... something unexpectedly...simple.
It was still less than a quarter of an hour after the exam started, and the specific time was even just a little over half a quarter of an hour.
Then he was the first to stand up, hand in the paper, and leave the examination room in the familiar manner without bothering or checking.
Zhao Rong's back was clean and neat as he walked away.
All the candidates in the Renzihao examination room behind him were already numb. It didn't matter anymore. They were used to it. That kid did whatever he liked.
Even the new invigilator was not surprised by this. He glanced at Zhao Rong's leaving figure in the corridor outside. He had obviously heard about it... There is a strange thing in the Renzihao examination room. You are not invigilating the exam.
I slept and talked in my sleep all the time, and just handed in the paper eight hundred years in advance, which was already a great honor.
Only Li Xueyou, who was sitting in the examination room, looked at the direction Zhao Rong was leaving, thoughtfully.
She had just finished all the exams. The reason why she didn't leave was not only because she was shy, but also because she wanted to check it a few more times. She didn't have Zhao Rong's terrible self-confidence...
At the same time, all the candidates who had to pass by the eight examination rooms after coming out of the Renzihao examination room, which was the second to last one, originally thought that this one would also be peaceful because of someone's absence in the last painting art examination.
But who would have thought that as soon as some candidates had the idea of "someone will come back if they can't come back", the figure of a certain handsome guy passed by them outside the examination room at the right time, walking in the wind, but there was no BGM to suit the occasion.
Already...
Students in the eight examination rooms: "..."
However, there are also many students whose mentality has not been affected much. For example, Han Wenfu and others just think that Zhao Rong is a claptrap and a clown, so they should not worry about it and just ignore it.
"He's just pretending to be a ghost, and he's just trying to get the job done." Wu Peiliang sneered.
Zhao Rong left the school habitually, turned left and returned to Dongli Xiaozhu.
Thanks to the accumulation of studying all night long in the past and the benefit of activating the inner lake in "The Humble Chamber Inscription", this exam was much easier than he imagined.
Now, there is only the last poetry and poetry assessment in the afternoon.
This is also one of the two major subjects in this assessment.
Another major subject is the assessment of classics, meaning and art.
Because among the seven arts taught to students in Mochi Academy, poetry, poetry and classics are the major arts, while the remaining etiquette, chess, painting, calligraphy and music are minor arts.
The total score of the major arts is twice as high as that of the minor arts. It is the most important thing in the eyes of students. One major in the major arts is worth two minor arts.
This difference in scores is actually a reflection of the power of each Confucian school in Jiuzhou Confucianism.
Confucianism and Taoism in classics, poetry and poetry are the mainstream, with the largest number of Confucian students majoring in them, followed by etiquette, chess and other four arts.
As for calligraphy, there are almost no other academies in Jiuzhou. It is newly opened by Linlu Academy and is a niche within a niche. This was also the case some time ago when a certain female Mr. Orchid was just hired into the academy.
The source of controversy among scholars.
However, due to the identity of a certain female gentleman and her popularity among scholars, these disputes have gradually subsided. The main reason is that she quietly attends classes at Mochi Academy and does not bother with other matters.
Distribution of interests among the Men Yi Xue group...
Zhao Rong was thinking about the poetry and poetry assessment in the afternoon, and returned to Dongli Xiaozhu all the way.
After returning to the yard, he found that the test was too fast, it was still early, and there was no rush to light the fire and cook or something, so he went back to the house, sat at the table, and took out his poems and poems to review.
In fact, poetry, Confucianism and Taoism are not just poems. Poetry is only a part of it. It also has... Fu.
To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the vast knowledge of Confucianism and Taoism, poetry and Confucianism must be due to its depth.
Zhao Rong had heard that poetry was more valued by students in the initial student stage. However, among the scholars after promotion, the style of poetry was more popular than pure poetry and was more popular among the scholars.
It is enthusiastically sought after, and the reason seems to involve the basic practice of poetry, Confucianism and Taoism...
Just as Zhao Rong was sitting at the table with his chin on his hands weighing some choices in the afternoon exam, there was a sudden knock on the door in the yard outside. Zhao Rong only said that it was Jia Tengying who had returned from the exam. He opened the door for him, only to find that
The person outside the door is a little bookboy who works as a boss. Looking at the clothes, he is an errand boy in the school who delivers messages to the gentlemen.
After Zhao Rong made some inquiries, he found out that the little book boy was originally sent by Lao Jijiu. The compensation that Lao Jijiu promised him to apply for for the qualification of "climbing the sixth floor" was finally issued.
The little book boy in charge of Mr. Zha respectfully handed Zhao Rong a token, then said goodbye and left.
As Zhao Rong returned to his room, he lowered his head and looked at this precious token that Yang Wuwei had seen once before on the seventh floor of the library.
"Finally got it."
He smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt quite good.
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