Dressed as the vicious stepmother of the villains

Chapter 280 Competition

Inside the National Academy.

The four classes A, B, C, and D of the scholar level have already sat down according to their arrangement.

Yu Feicheng was undoubtedly the leader of Class A. Behind him stood Chai Keji, Niu Yinsheng, Zhu Zeng, Liu Yunyu and others.

Yu Feisheng's grades were also quite good, but he found another way, instead of entering Class A, he entered Class B instead.

Standing behind him at this moment are Zhao Wu, Han Qing, Sun Nianxi, Li Wuling and others who are also in Class B.

Class C and Class T also have leaders, but compared with the two emperors and grandsons, their momentum is obviously not enough.

"Today's National Academy's small test, everyone must have known the test questions, and I will give you two hours, whether you finish writing or not, you must hand in the paper."

A master stood in the center, stroking his beard and speaking.

Class A and Class B all had good grades, and they didn't say a word.

Some people in Class B and Class C complained a lot.

"What are you complaining about? What is there to complain about? You are young and don't work hard, but the boss is sad. When you enter the National Academy, no matter whether you are A, B, C, or D, you are here to study hard. If you can't even pass a simple exam, I think it's better to do it as soon as possible. Quit school." The master said indifferently.

Those who complained immediately shut up.

Yu Feisheng raised his eyebrows, and asked first, "Master, apart from two hours, is there any other requirement?"

"No more." The master shook his head.

In the Dayu Dynasty, all exams basically started in half a day and one day. Such a two-hour exam not only tested the students' own talents, but also tested their quick thinking and quick writing skills.

Yu Feisheng glanced at Yu Feicheng provocatively, "I don't know if big brother is confident enough to write an article in two hours."

These days, the Zhao family's cousins ​​have all been hurt to some extent, and Yu Feisheng is also depressed.

This time, he learned about the test questions in advance, and secretly read a lot of ancient books, just to take the opportunity to suppress Yu Feicheng's limelight and keep him from being arrogant.

But who knows, if you throw out a word, you can't even get a look back.

Yu Feicheng sat on the seat seriously, holding the pen with one hand and grinding with the other, without even turning his head.

"You..." Yu Feisheng was depressed for a moment.

The eldest brother was not like this before, if he provoked, Yu Feicheng would return back very arrogantly, although he was generally calm, but he still had a youthful vigor in his bones.

When he came back this time, he was completely changed.

It became incomprehensible, lost the youthful vigor, and became completely calm and became the appearance that others hoped for.

Yu Feisheng couldn't say what he felt inside, but he was a little uncomfortable.

He no longer provoked Yu Feicheng, but lowered his head, and seriously ground the ink and picked up the pen.

For a while, only the sound of brushes and brushes could be heard in the National Academy.

Two hours later, the master came over on time and knocked on the gong.

Most of them frowned and put down their pens. A small number of people were quite confident, and some people tried to add a few more sentences before the teacher came to collect the paper.

Yu Feisheng glanced at Yu Feicheng again.

He seemed to have stopped writing long ago, just sitting there quietly. When the master came to collect the paper, he glanced at the paper and nodded appreciatively, which is enough to prove that he wrote well.

Yu Feisheng was not surprised.

The talent of the eldest son, Yu Feicheng, is beyond doubt in the capital. Even the grandfather of the emperor praised him as a star of Wenqu, born with both civil and military skills.

But today is different, he stayed in that kind of remote place for two years, without a good education, without the books of predecessors, so what if he is smart?

Could it be compared to his two years of hard study?

He is making progress, it would be great if Yu Feicheng does not regress.

They were no longer on the same level, and Yu Feisheng was confident that he would be superior to his brother.

Until the master came to collect his papers, Yu Feisheng had a confident smile on his lips.

However, the master glanced at his curly face, and suddenly let out a "tsk", meaning unknown.

Yu Feisheng's smile froze.

He raised his head, glanced at the master, and found that the master's eyes did not have the appreciation he had when facing Yu Feicheng.

What's going on here?
Could it be that he is worse than Yu Feicheng?
Yu Feisheng was a little flustered in his heart, but he tried his best not to show it. Instead, he smiled and nodded at his master.

The master shook his head, his expression became better, and he quietly took away Yu Feisheng's paper without saying anything.

Classes A, B, C, and D, with tens of hundreds of students, collected the test papers one by one, and it took a full half an hour to finish.

In this half hour, Yu Feisheng's heart was fried with lard residue little by little.

As soon as the master left with the paper in his arms, Zhao Wu was the first to rush over and asked, "Ah Sheng, how do you feel, can you crush that bumpkin steadily?"

Although Yu Feicheng's identity has been restored, in the eyes of these people, he is still that bumpkin Gu Cheng.

Yu Feisheng mused silently.

Zhao Wu was a little anxious, "He hasn't learned anything in the past two years. My elder brother sent someone to inquire, and he only studied with an old scholar who failed the exam for a year or two. How could it be as good as what you received in the National Academy?" Education. Ah Sheng, you can’t be worse than him.”

"That's right." Han Qing also nodded, "Ah Sheng's talent and learning are all first-class in the capital. If it wasn't for taking care of us, he wouldn't have to stay in this second class."

"You still know." Sun Nianxi muttered a few words beside him.

Han Qing didn't hear clearly, "Sun Nianxi, what did you say?"

"It's nothing." Sun Nianxi lowered his head.

"Okay, okay." Li Wuleng smoothed things over, "Let's see how Ah Sheng is doing in the exam, Ah Sheng, what do you think?"

Yu Feisheng still didn't speak.

Several people felt his solemn emotions, and each other's hearts sank.

Could it be that he did poorly in the exam?

Now, the few people dared not speak anymore, followed behind Yu Feisheng, and left the National Academy slowly.

Outside the examination room, Han Mu followed behind the master, helping to send away stacks of papers.

It wasn't that the Han family boy was the only one who got his master's favor, but it happened that he was the last one to hand in the paper, and after everyone else had finished, the old master asked Xiao Han Mu to help.

Seeing Yu Feisheng's dejected expression, Han Mu rolled his eyes and pretended to ask casually, "Master, the two emperors and grandchildren are very good in this exam, right?"

The master squinted his eyes and snorted, "The writing is good, but it's a pity, a pity."

"What a pity?" Han Mu couldn't help being curious.

"It's a pity, the grandson of the emperor has a sensitive mind, and he knew to stop writing earlier to give the ink time to dry up, but the other grandson didn't know, which caused the old man to delay the time when closing the paper." The old master shook his head and left.

Han Mu's expression was twisted.

Who would have known that the master shook his head because of the dryness of the ink, not anything else.

Poor Yu Feisheng, his mood fell from the sky to the bottom of the world, and it took a long time to recover.

(End of this chapter)