The champion is my son

Chapter 44 The Second Scene

After the exam, some people were overjoyed, while others felt mournful. Li Qing suddenly had a sense of sight of the college entrance examination.

After waiting for a long time, probably all the candidates had left, Li Qing finally saw the little Yunji carrying a basket.

Because it was still March, and the cold spring had not yet passed, Jiang was afraid of the cloud and the cold, so she put a thin fleece jacket on him.

The two of them didn't ask Yun Ji how the exam was, they both tacitly agreed.He hurriedly took Yun Ji back to the inn, and ordered the kitchen to make hot food.

"Is Xiaobai cold?" Li Qing ordered some charcoal from the back kitchen of the inn, poured it into a bamboo urn, put it beside the bed, and let Yun Ji's two feet step on the bamboo urn.Yunji's hands and feet were cold, which made Jiang's heart ache.After he was warmed up, food was also delivered from the inn kitchen.

Yunji took a spoon and sipped the fish stewed tofu soup sent by the inn.He was a little strange, why didn't his mother ask how he was doing in the exam?But since he didn't ask, he didn't dare to say.

"Tomorrow is the second round. If you are familiar with it today, tomorrow will be easy. Our Yunji is the best." Li Qing said with a smile.She took a bowl of soup for Jiang Shi, and straightened Yun Ji's collar.

"Is today going well?" Jiang asked Yun Ji.

"Grandma, I've finished writing. I've memorized everything on the test paper." Yun Ji said happily.

"It's great, we can do it as soon as we can." Jiang praised.

"Hey hey." Yunji smiled sheepishly.

For some reason, it started to rain in the middle of the night, clanging and hitting the roof, which increased the power of the cold spring.

There was a body search in the examination room, and he was not allowed to wear jackets, so he had to wear a few more unlined clothes for Yun Ji, and he still wore the fleece coat over it.

Li Qing prepared a small stove for Yunji today, the size of a palm, and put a few pieces of charcoal fire in it, it doesn't matter if you can bring it in or not.The main reason is that I hope that Yunji will not eat cold food at noon, but I didn't expect to bring it in.

Seeing Yunji's back disappearing through the door, Li Qing and Jiang Shi stood for a while, and then went to the teahouse yesterday. When they were hungry at noon, they went to the wonton stand outside to eat two bowls of wontons. Poor Yunji was hungry and could only eat Steamed bun.

Today's topic is indeed different from yesterday's. Yesterday it was posting scriptures, but today it adds Moyi, Moyi is similar to chapters and sentences, which are explanations, or the understanding of the classics.It is also required to write a short poem with no restrictions on meter.

Yunji was also exposed to poetry writing while he was learning the classics of various scholars in the school. His mother would occasionally write poems, and after she finished writing, she would explain to Yunji how to write poems.Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Yunji can write a little bit, but Li Qing can always pick out faults.

Li Qing once learned to write poetry from her teacher, and she can write both ancient style and modern style poetry.When tutoring Yun Ji in his studies, he often explained some poems to him.

Yun Ji finished writing the content of Mo Yi first, and Mo Yi was relatively simple, and they were all taught by the master on weekdays, so Yun Ji wrote very quickly.But it couldn't hold back the large number, Yunji wrote for a full hour and a half.Then there were a few questions about posting scriptures, which took him another half an hour.

The last thing is to write a poem. The title of the poem is: "Spring".One word, simple and rude.

It's March, a beautiful spring season, and the chief examiner's question is considered appropriate for the occasion.For Yunji, this question was really not too much effort.He has written several poems praising spring, and he doesn't talk about meter, so he only needs to pick one and write it on top.

But when I think about it in a blink of an eye, spring is actually an old theme. How many people with lofty ideals have written about spring throughout the ages?I'm afraid the examiner is tired of looking at it. If you can't be ingenious, you won't be able to see it.

In this way, everything I wrote can no longer be used.

Yunji couldn't think of a reason for the time being, so she simply sat on a chair and started eating. Today Li Qing prepared a charcoal fire for her, so the steamed buns in the test basket were still warm, and she ate much better than yesterday.

He occupied yesterday's test room again today, but the opposite of him has changed.

The air washed by the rain last night is extremely fresh, and there is still a faint fragrance of flowers spreading. The catkins are falling, slowly falling on the ground and relying on the petals. There is water on the ground, and the wind will never take it away.

Yunji suddenly felt that he was in between the heaven and the earth, in a leisurely place, a sense of pure heart suddenly emerged.For a while, the steamed bun fell to the ground and I didn't notice it.

He reached out to catch a piece of catkins, and the breath of spring rushed to his face.So Yun Ji wrote: "Last night, the westerly wind swept away the red, and half of the clouds rolled up and half of the pupils were relieved. Three mountains and a half pass the blue sky, and there are still green branches on the wall."

The next moment after writing, he was startled suddenly, and then his eyes widened.What did he do just now? It was like writing a poem.

Yunji: Who am I?where am iWhat do we do?what did i just do
After a series of greetings in Yun Ji's heart, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have an epiphany just now.At this moment, Yun Ji wanted to jump three feet high, but fortunately he restrained his emotions in time, and picked up the steamed buns on the ground wretchedly, wiped them and put them into the test basket.Then he took a sip of water and began to appreciate the poems he wrote.

If mother found out, she would definitely praise him, Yunji thought so arrogantly.After checking and found nothing wrong, Yunji started to check Mo Yilai in front of him.

I found two mistakes, both of which were typos, so I had to modify it a little bit. Although the overall changes seem a bit abrupt, they are not ugly.

Yunji breathed out, checked again, put away his things, touched his throbbing chest, and rang the bell of the examination room.

The invigilator came over and took a deep look at him, then looked at the test paper, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and took the paper away expressionlessly.

Yunji carried the test basket out of the test booth, and he realized that he was the first one to come out.

The chief examiner was sitting upright on the chair above, flipping through the test paper with a serious expression.Yun Ji glanced at the county magistrate Su Xuning guilty, and when he thought he was about to be discovered, he immediately turned his head away.

Su Xuning's own questions, although seemingly rigid, are actually very flexible.Asking you to write about spring is not actually spring, but to find some clues in the season of spring.

On the one hand, he was surprised that the examinee was so young, and on the other hand, he felt that the other party might be here for fun.But looking at the previous Mo Yi, although the explanation is very immature, but it can be seen that there is a deeper truth behind every sentence, and the only few scripture questions are all correct.

Su Xuning had given up thinking about writing a poem for the last inscription.Such a big child has basically never learned how to write poetry, or has only just come into contact with it, but what did he see?
This kid not only wrote it, but wrote it well.

"Last night the westerly wind swept away the red, and half the life was clouded and half the pupils were relieved." This sentence is wonderful, and there is a sense of leisure after the desolation. Looking at the next two sentences, although it is obviously not as compatible as the first two sentences, the artistic conception is better than the previous ones. Two sentences are more profound.

　Nobody blows rainbow farts on themselves
　　
　
(End of this chapter)