Houfu Key Class

In the silent night, the servants all retreated as far as they could. The lights in the house flickered, and the two brothers who had always lived in harmony were confronting each other.

Zong Jincheng had a gloomy face, neither smiling nor angry.

He really wanted to be angry, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't get angry, just like his brother said.

His brother took his book away.

In normal times, even if he didn't act like a spoiled child, he could still get it back by chasing after him.

But now, his hands, feet, mouth and body were tired, and he didn't want to move, let alone get angry.

And his brother was still bullying him.

The little boy's eyes gradually turned red, and he turned around aggrievedly and was about to go to bed. If he didn't want to read, he didn't have to read. He could lie on the bed and recite silently. This was the method his brother had said before.

Seeing this, Zong Wenxiu hurried over to pull him: "Jincheng, don't do this."

Zong Jincheng shook off his hand: "I don't want you to care."

He was very strong, and it was easy to shake off an unsuspecting person, but Zong Wenxiu held it tightly and refused to let go.

Zong Wenxiu lowered his voice and comforted him: "I know you are unhappy. Anyone who is compared to others will be unhappy. But Jincheng, it's not your fault. You just started studying late, just like a child who has just learned to walk. How can he run faster than an adult? This is too much to ask. It is not a normal comparison method at all."

Zong Jincheng turned to him and didn't say anything, but the accumulated emotions had reached the critical point. His tears were already falling down, hitting the ground like golden beans.

The little devil doesn't cry easily. He is always stubborn and strong. He thinks crying is a kind of cowardice and a symbol of failure. Except for the time when Xu Wan hit him with a slap on the palm and made him cry, he has never cried again.

Zong Wenxiu was heartbroken.

If it weren't for his aunt's reminder, he wouldn't know that his brother was so wronged.

Every day, his brother is full of confidence and unlimited energy, which always makes people subconsciously think: He is very strong mentally and can withstand any setbacks.

But they all forgot that this kid is only eight years old and is also a child who will cry when he loses.

Zong Wenxiu hugged him, patted his back with one hand, and comforted him: "Cry, cry if you want to, the depression in your heart needs to be cried out to feel better, holding it in will only make you feel worse."

"Brother, even you bully me..." The comforted little devil kept crying, crying more and more fiercely, and tears kept falling from his bright black eyes, which made people feel pity and distressed.

Zong Wenxiu hurriedly said: "I didn't want to bully you, I just saw that you were too depressed, and I was afraid that something would happen to you."

The little boy cried in grievance, and it took a long time before he said: "Brother, I have never lost. I am proficient in Cuju, Touhu, and Chuiwan, why did I lose so badly in studying? Why can't I catch up with Qin Ye, can't beat Qin Ye, why am I so stupid, he doesn't remember me, he insults me, he looks down on me..."

If he didn't hear him speak, Zong Wenxiu didn't know that his brother was thinking so much, Qin Ye was simply his nightmare.

Zong Wenxiu advised distressedly: "Everyone has his own areas of expertise. If Qin Ye competes with you in Cuju, he is definitely not your opponent. You can't only see Qin Ye's advantages, but not your own. Besides, Qin Ye doesn't look down on you, he just doesn't know you yet. Now that he knows you, he will find out how wrong it is to look down on you."

Zong Jincheng said one sentence after another, Zong Wenxiu advised one sentence after another, the little boy cried bitterly, and Zong Wenxiu felt that his heart melted.

He wiped his brother's tears with a handkerchief and patiently said to him: "Learning is a gradual process. You have been a little crazy recently in order to catch up with Qin Ye. I know you are anxious, but the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to have problems. People's physical and mental strength have limits, and too much is as bad as too little."

The little devil's tears fell, and he couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard he tried, and his little face was aggrieved.

He cried and asked, "Then when can I defeat Qin Ye?"

Zong Wenxiu said gently, "Let me calculate for you. Qin Ye studied for five years to reach his current level. You have only studied for half a year and are about to enter the children's class. There are still four and a half years in between. Of course, this does not mean that the gap between you and Qin Ye is four and a half years. According to the predictions of my aunt and the teachers, we have to participate in the imperial examination in three years."

Zong Jincheng said softly, "In other words, as long as I surpass Qin Ye in these three years, it means that I have defeated him, and I have completely crushed him from beginning to end?"

Zong Wenxiu nodded and said, "Yes, the learning method of our key class is the most powerful in the whole capital, and there is a great possibility that you can defeat Qin Ye. So don't worry, you still have three years, let's learn all the lessons steadily, and we will definitely be able to defeat Qin Ye when the time comes. And have you forgotten, didn't we agree to become high officials together and help many people?"

The little devil nodded.

Yes, he was so stimulated by Qin Ye that he forgot everything. He only wanted to surpass him, but he lost his mind.

Brother is right, there is still a long time. Qin Ye is only the first in the Tongzike class now, which does not mean that he will be the first in the Tongzike exam, let alone the first in the imperial examination.

He Zong Jincheng will definitely make Qin Ye remember him as the strongest challenger!

This night.

The two brothers slept together again after a long absence. The clingy Jincheng came back. Although he still had a crying voice, he still mumbled a lot in the quilt. After talking about his grievances, he complained about Qin Ye's excessiveness.

Zong Wenxiu kept agreeing with him: "Qin Ye's temper is indeed bad, but have you found that you two are very similar?"

The little devil immediately got angry: "Who looks like him!"

Zong Wenxiu smiled.

His brother seemed to have recovered a little and got angry.

He said patiently: "Yes, we both have bad tempers, but yours is on your face, and his is in his heart."

The little devil pouted and said: "I don't think you are praising me."

Zong Wenxiu chuckled: "I don't know why, but I always feel that you will become very good friends in the future, the kind that appreciate each other."

The little devil instantly exploded: "Impossible! I don't want to make friends with such a cold, arrogant, and ruthless person! He is the person I hate the most in my life, no one else!"

Zong Wenxiu was surprised and asked back: "So in your grudge book, auntie dropped from first to second?"

He remembered that his brother told him the names of the people in his grudge book, and Qin Ye was still behind his auntie at that time.

The little devil paused, then nodded heavily and said: "Yes, I hate Qin Ye the most now!"

Zong Wenxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

But when it came to the grudge book, he felt that his childish brother was back.

Crying is indeed conducive to releasing emotions.

And sleeping can accelerate the forgetting of negative emotions.

The next morning, before Zong Wenxiu opened his eyes, he felt his energetic brother next to him stand up from the bed and shout, "Down with Qin Ye!"

Full of confidence, full of energy.

Very good, the proud little devil brother is finally normal.