The past half month has been extremely hard for Lao Liu.
Although the top students in his dormitory were trying their best to help him, just reciting 200 words of Dharma, 200 words of the Sutra, and 200 words of the Four Books every day, as well as being proficient in doctrine, was too much for him.
Time to sleep...
He was so sleepy that he fell into bed, but after a short sleep, he suddenly woke up again because he dreamed that he still had many paragraphs to recite.
My first reaction after waking up was that I was dreaming. Then I thought again, damn, there are so many paragraphs that I haven’t finished memorizing...
Only then did Hu Xian and Deng Duo discover that His Highness was an extremely stubborn and strong person at heart.
Although he has said it several times in private, he will never come back this time, even if he kills him... The mother-in-law is a disgrace, it is inappropriate for me to leave a good prince alone, and a beautiful girl will not accompany me.
Go to this living hell and suffer this!
But as long as he stayed at the Imperial College, Lao Liu didn't want to be embarrassed at all. Being scolded or even slapped by a mere assistant teacher, Xuezheng, or even slapped him, was an unacceptable shame for His Highness.
It was this high self-esteem that he had cultivated over the years that made him hang on with his head hung up, his buttocks stabbed, and his teeth gritted to persevere day after day.
But after spinning like this for more than ten days, even an iron-clad King Kong couldn't withstand it...
And this is not his pain alone, but a feeling shared by most Guozi students.
After all, there are very few academic masters like Huang Guan and Yang Shiqi. Most of the Guozi students are actually ordinary people like Lao Liu with average academic talent...
Well, most of the students actually have the foundation of many years of hard study, and they can learn much more easily than the sixth child who has not touched a textbook in two years.
But they don’t have as many helpers as Lao Liu. There is no one to do the daily written homework plus memorization and comprehension, as well as the monthly homework. They have to write and memorize it by themselves.
We are all ordinary people, no one can survive it...
Moreover, how can these scholars have such a good physical foundation as Lao Liu? The consequence of the sudden increase in intensity is that in the past half month, many students in the same class have fainted in class, and many have fallen ill in the dormitory and cannot get up.
But Guozixue not only does not allow sick students to see a doctor, but also does not allow them to miss classes... The teaching assistants and academic staff said that if you want to ask for sick leave, you must have Jijiu's permission.
But as long as you are not really sick and can't get up, Song Jijiu will not be allowed to be fake.
This is simply a rhythm that drives students crazy...
So I persisted until Jiwang...that is, the day before the Wangri holiday...When the cloud board rang for the last class in the afternoon, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and could finally breathe a little. Those who were sick could also see a doctor.
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However, just when the students were happily preparing to flee, the door of the teaching building was blocked by Assistant Professor Hou.
With an apology on his face, he said: "There are evening classes today."
"What?!" the students all exclaimed.
Within the six halls, exclamations came and went, and the cries were full of irrepressible anger!
"What are you shouting for?" Assistant Professor Hou changed his expression and said: "Quiet!"
"But sir, this is against the rules!" Some students couldn't help shouting: "It's time to get out of school now!"
"That's nonsense!" Assistant Professor Hou said with a serious face: "You just memorized the school rules a month ago. Now who can tell me which rule stipulates that the day before New Year's Eve is also a holiday?"
"The classes that lasted for several days have been completed!" one student said excitedly.
"That was before. Now that we have evening classes, we have to finish them first!" Assistant Professor Hou slapped the ruler and scolded: "If you dare to make any noise again, tomorrow's rest will be cancelled!"
"..." The obedience that had been engraved in their bones made the students sit back silently. But how could any of them have the intention to recite the words? They all stood there in a daze, with uncontrollable indignation on their faces.
"Sigh." Assistant Professor Hou secretly wiped his sweat and said in a calm tone: "Actually, I sympathize with you and want to let you out as soon as possible. Unfortunately, this is what Lord Jijiu has stipulated, and we can only abide by it."
"..." Upon hearing the assistant's soft words, the students' expressions brightened slightly, and their anger was instantly transferred to Song Jijiu.
"We won't be finished until Song is forced to death..." The students all gritted their teeth and whispered:
"Isn't he already seventy years old? Why is he still not serving as an official?!"
"Die quickly..."
Normally, whenever someone was whispering to each other, Assistant Professor Hou would scold him sternly, or even serve him with a ruler, but today he chose to turn a deaf ear, allowing the students to criticize the wine, and left the classroom on his own.
At this time, He Cao, the assistant teacher of Class B, also came out. The two looked at each other with relief on their faces.
"How is your class?" Assistant Professor He asked in a low voice after walking away.
"It almost blew up." Assistant Professor Hou replied in a low voice: "Fortunately, I diverted the trouble in time and let them put the blame on that person, otherwise, hehe..."
"It's the same in our class. The students are particularly impatient today." Assistant Professor He said empathetically.
"It's so normal. In the past half month, the pressure on them has been too great, and the string is about to break." Assistant Professor Hou said softly: "But is this appropriate for us?"
"That's not very authentic." Assistant Professor He nodded and said, "But things have to be governed by authority, and the overall situation must be the most important thing. I can only suffer for the rest of my life, and I have to bear the burden of being insulted and offering wine."
"Oh, that's true, but if this continues, I'm always worried that something will happen." Assistant Professor Hou said worriedly.
"Don't worry, once the good news comes, the students' grievances will disappear immediately." Assistant Professor He comforted him: "It is the darkness before dawn. If you persist, everything will get better."
"Oh, okay." Assistant Professor Hou nodded, and suddenly said in hindsight: "No, do you know something?"
"Hehe." Assistant Professor He was very proud and whispered: "The Ministry of Civil Affairs has transferred a document today, and it is not for Guozi to learn from, but for Jijiu himself. What do you think it could be? Do you want to promote him?"
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"Ah, really?" Assistant Professor Hou was overjoyed. He had been looking forward to it day and night. This day has finally arrived!
"Shh, don't make any noise." Assistant Professor He reminded: "Be careful if he punishes you before he leaves. It will be a big loss."
"Hey, I understand." Assistant Professor Hou nodded.
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The classroom was in a mess. The sixth child was even more anxious to urinate. There were girls waiting outside to pick him up from school!
Since they have evening classes again, do they want Qingmei and Tianxiang to wait outside until dark?
‘That’s not possible!’ Thinking of this, Lao Liu stood up. Although he didn’t want to be embarrassed, he couldn’t let his beloved girl wait until the flowers withered.
Tie Xuan on the side quickly asked: "What are you doing?"
"Damn it, I can't get into this school!" Lao Liu snorted coldly: "Song Ne, just wait and see how I deal with you!"
After saying that, he didn't ask for his schoolbag and walked straight out.
"Brother Hong..." All the roommates stood up and Tie Xuan quickly chased them out.
But he saw that Huang Guan had already grabbed him first... Unfortunately, he was too thin, like a pendant on Lao Liu's body, and it didn't affect Lao Liu's movements.
Hu Yan and Yang Shiqi looked at each other. The former nodded, while the latter hesitated and chased after each other.