Chapter 692 Young people should be proud! (4k words, I wish all the book friends in the college entr
"...If you don't give him full marks, how do you know he will be proud?"
"I'm not even arrogant. Instead, the spirit, ambition, and vitality that we Linlu students should have have been extinguished by seniors like the old gentleman."
Zhu Yourong's light words seemed to cast a powerful magic spell that solidified the atmosphere in the whole room.
The female students who came to help did not dare to express their anger. As for the other gentlemen, they looked sideways to see the old gentleman's reaction.
Mr. Zeng is famous for his stubbornness and rigidity in the school.
The concept of taking the classics as the first priority in art is also very old-fashioned in everyone's eyes, and he often says it directly in front of everyone. Naturally, he makes people drink in the lobby, which makes art gentlemen like Su Changfeng feel unhappy.
It's just that it's hard for them to say anything on weekdays, after all, seniority is here, and when they compete, it's them who take the lead.
But if you want to say that Mr. Zeng is bad, that’s not necessarily true. To be a college teacher, he certainly has the character of being a teacher. The students in the professor’s academy also work hard and do their job well.
It's just that in the eyes of these young gentlemen, as people get older, their thinking will inevitably solidify and they regard inherent experience as a treasure. However, whether it is the academy's wine ceremony or the academy's deputy mountain chief and other upper-level decision-makers in the academy, they all listen to and talk to them.
Respect the opinions of the elders and veterans of this kind of academy.
This is also a common phenomenon in Confucian academies. Filial piety is the first good thing. Elders who are not relatives must also respect the elderly.
Therefore, Mr. Zeng likes to give guidance and educate them when there is nothing wrong. The younger gentlemen in the school are helpless, but they still nod in agreement and claim to have been taught.
After Zhu Yourong came out, no one said anything. All the gentlemen suppressed their laughter and looked at Mr. Zeng with serious faces, saying, "This Mr. Zhu is so ignorant. How can he say this to Mr. Zeng?"
"Oh, I'm too ignorant" attitude. In fact, many people's enthusiasm has already blossomed.
As a result, the pressure from the audience came to Mr. Zeng's side.
I thought that the old man was going to pull his beard and glare, but he didn't expect that after seeing the female gentleman who stood up, Mr. Zeng's face changed slightly, and his temper improved for no reason:
"Xiao Zhu, why are you arbitrarily labeling this old man? If you young people are really capable, your spirit, ambition, and vitality can't be extinguished even by ten old men. Just like normal, no matter how much you say, you are big
Aren’t most people still unconvinced?” The old gentleman sighed.
Zhu Yourong, however, refused to step back and said in a crisp voice, "But the old gentleman can choose not to give full marks to the juniors like he is now."
Mr. Zeng looked aside, "There is a reason for not giving full marks. Don't label me as 'unreasonable suppression'..." The old man was a little angry when he said this, but he immediately sighed again, "Eh.
Forget it, this matter still needs to be discussed, forget it, let’s do this, Xiao Chen and I will work it out together, you amateurs, don’t join in the fun, go back to your seats first..."
Zhu Yourong is not so easy to fool. She just heard Mr. Chen say "good" in surprise when he saw this paper, so she roughly guessed something.
She nodded and said, "What is the truth? Please enlighten me, old man. Moreover, Wei Rui is not talented. Before entering calligraphy, he had only studied the classics and meanings for several decades. If he understands a little bit, he might as well teach the younger generation."
Mr. Zeng:…………
Gentlemen:…………
Good guy, how do you know a little bit about it? How old are you? If you guessed it correctly, you have been learning this for only a few decades since you were three years old. If you are a Confucian sect, you have to hit the wall about a certain person.
The rumors that you are a "quasi-female gentleman" are not wrong. You have practiced Confucianism and Taoism to the point of becoming a brilliant soul. For this reason, you were designated by the Confucian Temple as the first-class scholar under a gentleman.
Mr. Zeng's face was slightly stiff.
A certain "senior sister" who was extremely protective of her shortcomings kept her eyes on her.
No one can even think of bullying her 'little junior brother' under the nose of 'Senior Sister Zhu'.
At this time, the old man spoke again, "There is no reason to let others take over the examination papers of the Jingyi Department. No, no... No, Xiao Zhu, do you know the owner of this paper? Why do you speak for him?"
The face of the female gentleman in the early stage remained unchanged. She was dressed in Confucian attire, but her red lips and white teeth were not covered up. She said in a crisp voice: "Old senior, don't make blind guesses. I haven't even read the paper. How do you know who it is? It's just some words."
I've just kept it in my heart for a long time. The old gentleman's behavior is very similar to that of the seniors in the Confucian Temple, and I can no longer stand it."
Everyone was moved when they heard about the Confucian Temple, but Mr. Zeng had a helpless look on his face. You, a little girl, are just picking out the weaklings, right? The masters and sages in the Confucian Temple suppressed you. Your father and Mr. Zhu were both helpless, but
What do you care about the old man?
The old man seemed to have remembered some rumors and complained a little in his heart. However, it was not convenient to argue with her at this time. He just shook his head and said, "I won't argue with you anymore. It's all about perfect scores... Let me tell you this, Xiao Chen and I
You can’t make the final decision. You can only give it nineteen points at most. If you want it to be higher, you have to send this paper to the person who co-wrote the question to review it and let that person make a decision.”
When Zhu Yourong heard this, his elegant expression finally changed, but he was surprisingly not surprised and fell silent.
But the other gentlemen who were eating melons were surprised, and Mr. Chen was also surprised and said: "Mr. Zeng, didn't you come up with this paper? I remember that you clearly approved this test question, etc."
Could it be..."
Among the gentlemen who study classics in the academy, Mr. Zeng may not be the most powerful, but he is already considered a very senior senior. Even he needs to ask for instructions. There are actually not many people above him, including multiple-choice questions.
Not on.
Mr. Zeng shook his head and interrupted Mr. Chen, "I came up with the scripture questions, but I gave the scripture questions for this big exam. That person happened to be here, and he also came up with the final question.
I mentioned it and gave some suggestions. I thought they were good and I used them directly. But now if I want to give a perfect score, I have to show it to the person for a look. It is in line with the rules and politeness. Do you think so?"
Mr. Chen, who had an opinion at first, and everyone else were speechless.
Mr. Zeng turned to look at the silent Zhu Yourong, touched his beard, and said bluntly:
"Xiao Zhu, you are so smart that you should have guessed something. I know you may have seen the shadow of your past in this student who was suppressed, but you have to know that if it was just me and Xiao Chen, at most
, I gave it to him without even blinking 19 points. The writing is indeed good, but if it is sent to that person, according to that person’s strictness..."
"Come here to correct a test for a mere student. Well, you must use extremely high standards. At least he is at the same level as a scholar. Then there is no guarantee that he will still get 19 points."
Mr. Zeng shook his head and said, "I don't think it's worth taking such a big risk just for the difference of one point. And this little kid, wait for me to take a look at the exam number. Well, it turns out it's from your mouth."
That 'renzisan', haha, it's him again!"
The old man covered his head and laughed, nodded and said: "When I was revising the paper, I could hear the cocoon in my ears, but now I have seen it. Haha, the word Ren is thirty-three, and I actually want to get full marks in our Jingyi Department."
There was a sudden tremor in the lobby. All the gentlemen were surprised and astonished. Even Su Changfeng and Duan Jiuling, who had already given full marks without hesitation, looked at each other and were shocked. All the four doors known so far were already close to full marks.
, too outrageous.
Xiao Hongyu, Li Xueyou and other female students who were so transparent in the lobby already had many faces full of admiration.
Is this Ren Zi No. 13 going to win the double crown of full marks in the two major arts of classics and meaning, and poetry and fu? And I thought that the perfect score in the three arts was already extremely strong, but I didn't expect that he was currently trying to write an article.
The policy led to endless arguments between Mr. Zeng and Mr. Zhu, and there was even an opportunity to submit it to the senior management of the academy for a certain big shot to take a look at and leave his name... This was an achievement and treatment that Yu Huaijin, who had always dominated the six halls before, had never had.
!
The female students became a little restless. Mr. Meng, who had been watching without any help, turned his head and took a look. They immediately calmed down, but the excited blush on their faces could not be concealed for a while.
Although this Renzi No. 13 is not themselves, and may not even be from their school, and they do not know it, they still feel honored, as if they are witnessing and participating in some glorious event.
This is like a school. Although the number one in the grade is far away from everyone, everyone knows his name and is even keen to publicize his deeds to people outside the school. If the number one in this grade can compare favorably with other schools or previous years,
A person who is ranked first in his grade has to pass several grades, so it is even more worthy of mentioning it outside. He is in the same class, and his face seems to be somewhat bright.
As for envy, jealousy and hatred, they have gone too far, and the emotion of comparison was wiped out by a big hand before it could even arise. It is a bit similar to the mentality of Fan Yushu who is in a bad mood, so... this morning, I met in person
Regarding this mysterious Renzi No. 13, all the female students present are Fan Yushu? A wonderful metaphor...
At this time, Mr. Zeng sighed for a while, then turned to look at Zhu Yourong:
"I know that you all think that I rely on my old age and oppress you young people. I feel that I can't stand your youth and energy. But Xiao Zhu, I never think there is anything wrong with young people being energetic. You have that desire and
Of course it’s okay to have a higher ambition than God, that’s good, I appreciate it..."
"But at the same time, you have to accept the reality that manpower is limited and the sky is infinitely high. If you are too ambitious but don't have enough effort, you will face the risk of falling from the sky. The higher you stand, the harder you will fall.
It hurts. I have seen many young people fail to measure themselves properly, and as a result, they fell down. So sometimes, the old rule of slightly overpowering you still makes sense. Like now, there is no need to chase this point...
Do you think so? If I really listen to you and take such a big risk by sending this paper out, do you think this student will thank you or blame you in the end?"
Zhu Yourong silently looked at the smiling seniors and the silent crowd. After a while, he turned around and looked at the paper in the old man's hand.
The female teacher who dreams of becoming a senior sister once again flashed in front of her eyes the calm eyes of Zhao Rong before they left yesterday. She raised her head, pointed at the test paper in Mr. Zeng’s hand and said: "This person has thirty-three characters in Ren, and his performance today is amazing."
I and you all, he is qualified to get more full marks, and he is qualified to be sent to that person to get to know him again. From the beginning to the end, I firmly feel that the ambition of our generation of Confucian scholars cannot be suppressed. This young man
You should be proud! You should move forward with your head held high!"
The woman's eyes did not move at all.
This is the real 'little junior brother' in my mind. It's just that she had this sentence in her heart that she didn't say out loud.
Of course, Zhu Yourong knew the risks of sending Zhao Rong's papers to that person for correction. He even knew better than Mr. Zeng. It was not just the person's high standards, but also because of her. As long as it was the man she liked, that person would be
Chengdu is not pleasing to the eye and inherently dissatisfying.
However, Zhu Yourong still supported sending the paper because she believed in Zhao Rong.
She had misunderstood him a few days ago, thinking that he was too distracted to do his best in the exam and failed to live up to her expectations. But this morning, his full-score test papers appeared in front of her one by one.
The image of a pair of calm eyes before parting yesterday flashed through her mind again and again... Zhu Yourong was surprisingly a little ashamed and apologetic, and her heart was filled with love and felt uncomfortable and self-blame.
"Zhao Ziyu, I will never distrust you again... Go ahead and let that person get to know you again." Zhu Yourong thought softly in his heart.
In the lobby at this time, the loud voice of a certain female gentleman who was lost in thought seemed to still be faintly echoing, lingering in everyone's ears for a long time.
Mr. Chen and other gentlemen were silent, and some gentlemen nodded slightly.
Mr. Zeng was also stunned. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then looked at the test paper with high-spirited writing, turned his head and looked at Mr. Chen, who nodded slightly.
"That's right, this test paper with the word Ren Shisan is still controversial!" Mr. Zeng agreed loudly, then suddenly picked up the tea cup to moisten his mouth, and continued to nod: "I will send it right away.
The person who proposed the question will review it.”
After Mr. Zeng finished speaking, he nodded to Meng Zhengjun, then took the paper and stood up to go out. After going out, the old man sighed and shook his head, but finally walked in a certain direction.
The Jingchen Hall was quiet for a while, and then under the supervision of Meng Zhengjun, the teacher and the students returned to their seats and continued the final work of correcting papers and dividing papers.
Meng Zhengjun turned to look at Zhu Yourong, who did not look back at her.
The busty female gentleman patted her sleeves and returned to her seat as if nothing had happened. It seemed as if she just spoke out of emotion and no longer paid attention to the outcome of the test paper No. 13...
Not long after, all the test papers in Jingchen Hall were marked and all the gentlemen stopped writing.
As for the final work of collecting the scores, it was Meng Zhengjun and the sixteen female students' turn to get busy.
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PS: 4,000 words, to make up for the lack of updates yesterday. In addition, Xiaorong wishes all college entrance examination book friends to be as relaxed as the low-key "Ren Zi Shisan No." (Leyi: I don't want to lose face?
), a title on the gold list! Brothers, don’t be afraid, just rush and you’ll be done!!