Houfu Key Class

With Zong Wenxiu's successful emotional counseling, the little devil untied the knot in his heart, returned to his normal learning state, and started scribbling again with colorful pens.

The two brothers went to the big study room to listen to classes after breakfast every day. Zong Wenxiu looked at his brother's side face as he listened carefully. His energetic face appeared, and the concentration he had learned was retained.

He couldn't help but smile knowingly.

At this time, Baili Xi suddenly called his name: "Wen Xiu, please repeat what I just said."

Zong Wenxiu, who was caught deserting: "..."

"I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong."

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After the education crisis was over, the three private tutors were happily preparing lessons and tutoring their two children. At this time, there were still two days before the joint entrance examination results were announced.

Pan Hongzhi picked a time when the little devil was in a good mood and asked tentatively: "Jin Cheng, this joint examination is marked by a master from the North Academy of the Hanlin Academy. Do you know this?"

Zong Jincheng was happily painting and calligraphy when he replied without raising his head: "I know, didn't you tell me before the exam, what's the matter?"

"The masters in the North Academy of the Imperial Academy are not familiar with your handwriting and may not be able to recognize it, so in terms of performance ranking... you will probably not be very good." This was the result of Pan Hongzhi's discussion with Xu Wan.

They decided to tell Zong Jincheng frankly in advance so that he would not be too shocked when he saw the list.

The method of stimulating people is only suitable for the little devil in the period of self-confidence, not for the little devil who has just suffered a setback and is in the period of rebuilding self-confidence.

Xu Wan was also worried that pressing ahead with the original plan at this time would be counterproductive and make all previous efforts in vain.

After Zong Jincheng finished drawing a page of green silent poetry, he kicked the table legs happily with his two little feet, and then replied nonchalantly: "I know handwriting will affect your grades, but don't worry, even if the handwriting is not bad, I won’t be on the list this time either.”

"Oh, that's good if you know..." Pan Hongzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly reacted and said in surprise, "You know? What do you know? When did you know it?"

The last time he told the little devil about this, the kid was still intoxicated with the fantasy of defeating Qin Ye, and had no idea that handwriting would affect test scores.

Zong Jincheng said carelessly: "I've always known it. Isn't this common sense? Master, don't you know?"

Pan Hongzhi: "...!"

It's common sense.

But would I not know?

You are the one who is most likely not to know!

Zong Jincheng was still mumbling: "There are only 120 students who can pass the joint examination of the three colleges. I estimate that they will be outside the 150 and fail to pass."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Pan Hongzhi was shocked, Zhao Yin and Cheng Zhidong also turned their heads as if they had seen a ghost.

Zong Wenxiu on the side felt even more horrified.

Is the kid in front of me, who is playing around with his brush and calmly accepting that he won't get on the exam, still his arrogant little devil brother who keeps talking about wanting to be number one in the fourth college?

If it had been the way it was before, shouldn't he have been furious on the spot and howled for a long time, "The North Academy of the Imperial Academy is ignorant, and none of the three academies can see the potential of a great talent like me"?

"Jincheng, are you okay?" Zong Wenxiu leaned over and asked.

He now deeply suspects that his brother has only recovered on the outside, but not on the inside. Otherwise, how could he accept this fact so easily?

"I'm fine." Zong Jincheng said confusedly, "Brother, isn't that what you told me? I still have three years, so I'm not in a hurry. Victory or failure is a common thing in military affairs, and the same goes for exams. Besides, I have It's not that I didn't get on the list because I was poor in studies, but because I skipped grades too quickly. Anyway, it's not my problem. I just need to be steady and concentrate on preparing for the children's class test in a few days. The results of the joint entrance examination of the three colleges will be fine. "

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

I said this, and I really wanted you to think too much, but you suddenly thought too much, so fast that you would be ashamed of the sky in June.

Pan Hongzhi slapped his forehead with one hand.

It feels like the little devil's useless class will need to be picked up again after a while, so it's casual... He still doesn't take calligraphy training seriously.

After Xu Wan learned about this, she took Cheng Zhidong to Qingbo Academy.

As the results were about to be announced, the ladies in the academy were busy summarizing the results and drafting a list of students. However, after Xu Wan arrived, the dean still made room as quickly as possible and retrieved Zong Jincheng's test paper and handed it to her. .

"First A, ranked 140th in the joint examination and 36th in the hospital." The dean said unexpectedly, "Although Jincheng's handwriting is still ugly, it is obviously much neater than usual this time. It looks like I deliberately slowed down my writing speed for fear that the grader wouldn’t be able to read it.”

"Huh? Is it more neat?" Xu Wan almost suspected that she heard wrongly.

This time she thought that the little devil would fail the test because of his handwriting, so she brought Cheng Zhidong over to see his actual results so that she could know his current academic progress.

Unexpectedly, I discovered an accident.

The little kid who usually only took half an hour to finish the test paper, this time he honestly slowed down and wrote. No wonder he was not worried at all that Hanlin North Academy could not understand his test paper. It turned out that he came prepared.

Xu Wan chuckled helplessly: "This kid... I really thought he didn't know anything."

He knew that the private tutors were serious about correcting his test papers, so he allowed his handwriting to get worse and worse, and then used the time saved by speeding up to continue to catch up with the progress. Only when it came to the official exam did he start to write slowly and seriously.

With clear thinking and reasonable behavior, he is a master of time management.

The little devil unknowingly fooled all of them into thinking that he was unaware of the dangers of bad handwriting. In fact, he knew that he just didn't want to practice calligraphy, at least not to correct his handwriting so quickly.

Fortunately, he didn't realize that they were all fooled by him, Xu Wan thought with lingering fear.

Cheng Zhidong also breathed a sigh of relief for the other two personal trainers. The eldest young master's test results were normal, and their high monthly salary could be considered saved.

Cheng Zhidong sincerely sighed: "Madam, Jincheng's progress is getting faster and faster. He ranked 140th in the joint examination of the three colleges, which is higher than he expected."

Xu Wan also smiled and said: "Yeah, this little bastard is smart and catches up very quickly. The last time Wen Xiu took this level of examination, he only got fifty-three. He got thirty-six... It seems like he passed a few The children's science class is also stable."

The dean was so envious that he almost wanted to bang his head on the ground. He asked weakly: "Madam, your wife is really good at teaching. In just half a year, she took two children into the children's science class. I I’m really curious, can you tell me something?”

Xu Wan smiled and refused: "In three years, otherwise, wouldn't you be helping my two children cultivate rivals?"