Yu Jun

Chapter 183 No Suspense
After the salute, everyone sat down again. Mi Yingzong walked to the gong in person, took the gong and hammer from the hand of the fasting servant, and struck it vigorously.

When the lingering sound was still there, Mi Yingzong said in a spirited manner: "The first round, calligraphy, Feiran Academy wins!"

Immediately, a servant set up a ladder and wrote the character "A" under the four characters "Fei Ran Academy".

The state school students were all beaming, Cheng Ting raised his arms high in spite of his gentleness, and laughed twice, "haha", the students were deeply moved and waved their arms high.

They were elated, rejoicing, steaming with joy, and sweat dripped from the tip of their noses. Tunan Academy saw them as villains, with ugly faces, and they all dismissed them. They thought to wait and see, there were still a few more Woolen cloth.

Mi Yingzong sat back in the midst of cheers, looked cheerfully at Ye Shuhuai beside him, and pointed to a bite of pastry on the square table: "Lao Ye, eat, eat more."

Before Ye Shuhuai could answer, he stretched his head forward, and said to Wang and Cheng, "This crispy cake is a unique skill of our academy, you two should try it."

Cheng Zhifu immediately picked up a piece, tasted it, nodded in admiration, Wang Zhizhou glanced at him, and snorted coldly in his heart: "I just know what to eat."

Mi Yingzong retracted his head, and took a piece to eat himself. Ye Shuhuai sat beside him, frowning tightly, and there was faint sweat on his forehead. greedy.

He is not naturally slender, in order to maintain his demeanor, he can only eat less, because he has not had enough to eat all year round, and his temper has also become violent, and he looks like a bitter face of anger and hatred.

Unable to eat, but wanted to eat, he could only secretly swallow a few more saliva, and took a sip from the teacup.

His expression was not good, and everyone in Tunan Academy fell silent.

The gong rang again, and the joy of the state school students also ended. The lingering rhyme on the corners of their mouths was still there, and they saw Qi Wenbing stepping forward. yawned.

His math class was a mess, he was lethargic all the year round, drooling, just seeing Qi Wenbing made him subconsciously sleepy.

Qi Wenbing cleared his throat: "There is a round material with a diameter of two feet and five inches. If you want to make a square plate, the thickness is seven inches. Ask, what is the width?"

After hearing this, Cheng Ting asked the students around him, "Guang? Is it two feet five inches minus seven inches?"

Since the classmate is good friends with him, he is naturally at a loss: "It doesn't seem like a subtraction, maybe it's an addition."

Cheng Ting nodded thoughtfully: "Then do the math."

He turned his head to look behind him and saw that everyone was scribbling nonsense on the paper, so he stretched out his head to look at Wu Jin, but saw that Wu Jin's paper was clean and he hadn't picked up a pen. When he was about to ask why Wu Jin didn't count, Wu Jin had already Standing up, he replied in a deep voice, "The width is two feet and four inches."

Qi Wenbing nodded immediately: "Yes!"

He gestured to the servant who wrote the word "A": "Fei Ran."

The fast servant climbed up again and wrote a character A.

The state school cheered a little, and the Tunan Academy students were silent, holding their breath in secret, and worked hard, and they must get an A in the next question.

Qi Wenbing folded the folding fan with his right hand, and tapped on the palm of his left hand, making it more difficult: "There are five canals poured into it today, and one of the canals will be full in half a day, the next day it will be full, and the next day and a half will be full. The next three days will be full, and the next fifth day will be full, and it will be decided today, how many days will it be full?"

Cheng Ting opened his mouth, lowered his head and asked his friend, "What did he say?"

The classmate didn't know much: "It's about asking five canals to fill with water at the same time, how long will it take for the pool to be full."

"how long?"

"I do not know."

Among the students in the state school, half of the people looked embarrassed and didn't know what to do. Cheng Ting asked the students again: "Add or subtract?"

The classmate faltered: "I don't know."

The two people's voices were a little louder, which immediately attracted Cheng Zhifu's stern look.

Cheng Zhifu turned his wrist, looking as if he was going to beat him up, Cheng Ting immediately shut up, picked up a pen full of doubts, drew a pig's head on the paper, and wrote beside it: "Cheng Taishan."

The students of Tunan Academy were also writing hard, but Wang Jinghua was the only one who didn't move. He didn't know anything about mathematics. Fortunately, the imperial examination didn't take mathematics, otherwise he would end up like Cheng Ting, and he couldn't even pass the first test.

He didn't understand, he didn't understand, so he stared at Wu Jin with piercing eyes, and saw Wu Jin sitting in a cluster of hazy lights, with a hazy floating light all over his body, hanging his head in thought, revealing half of his clear-cut face, Truly a talent.

Without denying Wu Jin's outstanding talent, he thought that the higher he stood, the worse he would fall.

Sun Jing sat aside and looked at it inexplicably, because he felt that the way Wang Jinghua looked at Wu Jin could be called affectionate.

Under Wang Jinghua's fiery gaze, Wu Jin stood up and told Qi Wenbing the answer: "Fifteenth of a day in 74 minutes."

Qi Wenbing smiled and said, "Do you want to do the math again?"

Wu Jin shook her head: "It doesn't count."

"Sure?"

"determine."

Qi Wenbing grinned: "Feiran Academy, Yijia."

The tails of the state school students were almost up to the sky, and they wished they could squeeze Wu Jin a little bit.

After answering the ten questions about mathematics, there was not even a letter A left on the big paper of Tunan Academy. The wall of Zhouxue erupted into enthusiastic applause. There was a pig cry of "hum".

The cry was loud, but Cheng Ting didn't care. Cheng Zhifu was used to being humiliated by this rebellious son, and his face was calm. The literati watching outside the door let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

Numeracy and Calligraphy were defeated one after another. Then, Tunan Academy also lost a mess in Law, and only regained one round in Essays.

The teaching instruction was titled "Xia Ying Qian Quying Roses", and asked the students from the two parties to compose twelve sentences in six rhymes, and a stick of incense was given within a time limit. Among the state schools, including Wu Jin, only five people handed it in. South Academy handed over all of them.

After evaluating the pros and cons, Tunan Academy got six A grades, while Zhou Xueyuan only got two A grades.

After posting scriptures and the essay meeting ended, Zhouxue crushed Tunan Academy for the first time and won the essay meeting, and Wu Jin was the first among them.

The ingot of good ink and the broom were placed on the incense table, waiting for him to take it.

Mi Yingzong's face was flushed, and Ye Shuhuai's face was livid. He said a few words of modest nonsense to Ye Shuhuai, stood up, asked Wu Jin to stand in front of the incense table, and saluted the portrait of the saint together.

Wu Jin raised his hands horizontally, raised his sleeves, and was waiting to bow, when Wang Jinghua's thunderous voice suddenly came from his ears: "Wait!"

He put his arms down, and his heart sank. He didn't need to look back, and he knew that everyone's eyes were on Wang Jinghua.

Wang Jinghua said loudly: "The two principals, those who have lost their virtue can also be the first names?"

After winning, Cheng Ting had been staring at Wang Jinghua all the time. Hearing that he was finally attacking him, he immediately sneered and stepped forward to fight Wang Jinghua for [-] rounds.

(End of this chapter)