My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1008 You are the last one

Chapter 1008 You are the last one
Ye Fan flashed a hint of curiosity.

Girls are generally more likely to love learning than boys.

There are not many people who don't like studying like her.

"Then you didn't take exams when you were young?"

Wan Shuyi shook her head: "I don't take the exam, I liked to practice when I was young, so I spend every day in the martial arts hall."

"I ran away every time I took the exam, which made the teachers and parents very distressed."

"It's just that my talent is not high. By the age of 20, I'm still at the foundation establishment stage."

Ye Fan didn't speak.

Because what she said was true.

It has been more than ten years since I practiced since childhood.

She turned out to be just a Foundation Establishment Realm.

If you take Ye Fan as an example, he has practiced for less than a year, and he has been a martial artist for more than half a year, and he has achieved the eighth level of Qi training.

compare to.

Wan Shuyi is simply weak.

"You think I'm stupid too."

"Hehe, no! I think it's cute, and a naive girl will make boys have a protective desire."

"I hate it, I'm making fun of others again."

"I'm telling the truth! Well, man, sometimes you just don't want to believe the truth."

"Who said that? I just believe the truth."

"Then will you tell the truth?"

"Of course! I never lie."

"Then am I handsome? Tell the truth."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at her closely.

Seeing her flushed, she felt ashamed.

"Not handsome."

"Haha, you're not telling the truth!"

Hear this.

Even Groot, who was dozing off, couldn't take it any longer.

"Brother, I didn't say you. I've seen a narcissist, but I've never seen a narcissist like you. No matter how handsome you are, can you be as handsome as me?"

As he spoke, he shook the small tree branch in front of his forehead.

"It doesn't matter if you are a handsome tree or not?"

"cut!"

Several people spent half an hour chattering.

But in just half an hour, Wan Shuyi felt very relaxed and happy.

She has a lot of friends, but no one can make her feel this way.

Ye Fan went to see the list released.

And she was staring at Ye Fan's background, gradually becoming obsessed with it.

Still whispering in his mouth.

"Actually, I lied, you are quite handsome."

"Haha! I heard it!"

Ye Fan suddenly jumped out from nowhere, with a smirk on his face.

"Oh, you hate it."

"Ha ha."

I know she has a thin skin.

Ye Fan was not joking, but said: "We have all advanced, let's enter the inner courtyard."

"Really? That would be great."

Wan Shuyi was very pleasantly surprised, which attracted the attention of many people around her.

She stuck out her tongue quickly and smiled apologetically.

"Let's go."

At this moment.

Suddenly, an examiner came in front of everyone.

"May I ask who are Ye Taimei and Wan Shuyi?"

"We are, is there a problem?"

The examiner said: "The "Lovesickness" and "Spring Dawn" you two made were taken by the dean, so I made an exception and let you enter the palace examination."

And what about this good thing?

But also normal.

After all, these two poems are representative works of Meng Haoran and Wang Wei.

Both artistic conception and writing style have reached the peak level.

With the envious eyes of everyone, Ye Fan broke into the final checkpoint directly.

Wan Shuyi was extremely nervous.

Her talent is fake.

If you enter it, you will definitely be dismantled.

But if she didn't go in, she was unwilling, so she could only bite the bullet.

Following the examiner, the two were brought to an elegant courtyard.

But not yet in.

The examiner stretched out his hand and rubbed his two fingers vaguely.

what's the situation?
Is it good to just lead the way?

Ye Fan said coldly: "Get out, are you crazy? You dare to earn any money."

Uh……

The examiner turned pale with shock, and was even more shocked in his heart.

He has stayed in Wuji Academy for so long, and he has never seen such a reckless and unscrupulous person.

Other students and scholars will take care of some.

This kid is fine, he just opened his mouth to greet him intimately.

"Humph."

The examiner snorted coldly, gave Ye Fan a hard look, and led the way again.

The courtyard seemed much quieter.

There were only six or seven people, but each of them was full of scholarly atmosphere, holding a paper fan in their hands, and vividly showing the appearance of literati and poets.

"Oh? Two more people entered the palace examination? Not bad, there is actually a woman."

One of the boys in white said.

The examiner said contemptuously: "You are wrong! These two didn't pass the five-level exam to enter, but were specially approved by the dean because they wrote a good poem."

"What? Special approval?"

"What kind of poems can make the dean speak, brother, tell us quickly, let us look up."

Several people spoke very modestly, but there was a hint of mockery in the expressions on their faces.

Ye Fan is not a fool.

How could it be possible to let them play like monkeys!

"Want to listen to poetry? Go home and listen to your mother read, he reads well."

"I go!"

The crowd was horrified.

"What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?"

"How can I be a literati and poet with you? You are not worthy to enter here."

"Yes, do you really think that if you write two good poems, you will be invincible? Let me tell you, reciting poems and making them right is the most vulgar way of playing, and it is not popular at all."

"What we are comparing is the book of sages and sages. Its status is so respected and its influence is so profound that it is an existence that vulgar people like you can't understand at all."

"You may not know that the books of sages and sages are the source of culture, and have a profound impact on the norms of subjects' thinking, the establishment of ethics and morals, and the orientation of folk customs."

"It's ridiculous to recite poetry."

……

Ye Fan didn't expect this.

I thought that with the knowledge of nine years of compulsory education, I could defeat them.

In the end, you have to use the knowledge above high school, and reciting poems is not very useful.

But he is not afraid either.

Even Confucius didn't know who it was.

Dare to compare the way of a sage with me?
I really don't know who is being ridiculous.

Ye Fan was about to fight back.

But there was a low moan coming from the cabin in the middle of the courtyard.

"Lovesickness: Red beans are born in the southern country, how many branches come out in spring? May you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

"This poem describes lovesickness, but the whole article is inseparable from red beans. It is using the name of his son of lovesickness to relate the lovesickness."

"The language is very simple, but also full of imagery. If you ask natural questions, it will secretly tease your feelings. The whole poem has a bright rhythm, but it is also euphemistic and implicit. The language is light but affectionate."

"Good poetry, really good poetry."

The person kept talking and continued.

"Chunxiao: I don't feel the dawn when I sleep in spring, I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, you know how many flowers fall."

"The language of the whole poem is simple and approachable, natural and natural, the words are simple and the meaning is strong, the scene is true and the emotion is true, and it is full of the true interest of nature."

"You two can write such a good poem, it's not bad!"

"Everyone, don't look coldly at your companions, please give me a thin face."

When everyone heard this, they immediately bowed their hands in respect.

"We listen to the dean."

"What the dean said is very true. Were they the ones who wrote the two poems you recited just now? They are indeed good."

"It is full of charm, long and profound, unique and wonderful, and there is a world in the plain."

(End of this chapter)

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