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When Yuan Mochen saw the dean personally interfering with his affairs, he became even more uneasy and subconsciously shook his head. He didn't know what was wrong with him recently. Every time he faced a test question, he always wanted to bring out his best literary talent and write the best article, but the more he tried to write a good chapter, the worse he could write.

"Did something happen at home?" the dean asked.

Yuan Mochen shook his head again. He didn't need to worry about anything at home. His task was to study and prepare for the exam.

Seeing Yuan Mochen's unwillingness to reveal his true feelings, the dean couldn't help but smile gently, "Mochen, next month's autumn exam, you are one of the best students in our college. We are very optimistic about you. If anything happens to you, Just come to me and I will solve it for you, okay?"

"Thank you, Dean, I'm fine!" Yuan Mochen said, "I will do well in the exam."

Seeing that he refused to say anything, the dean could only sigh and let him go back first, "If you have anything else to do, put it aside and prepare for the exam first!"

"Yes!"

Yuan Mochen left the dean's office and saw that it was already getting late. He went straight to the teaching dormitory to pick up books and went to pick up Shiliu and Shitou and go home together. It's just that he was a little distracted along the way. He didn't come back to his senses even after Sixteen asked him the questions he encountered in today's classwork.

Shiliu was not disappointed. When he got home, he found Yuan Chuyi who was playing with his children in the yard and "complained".

"Sister, I feel that something is wrong with Brother Chen these days. He seems to have lost his soul! Shitou and I asked him questions, but he ignored us."

"Oh." Yuan Chuyi was too busy recently and didn't pay attention to Yuan Mochen's current situation. He looked at Qiaozhen who was doing needlework and said, "Qiaozhen, go back to the room and call Mo Chen."

Yuan Mochen was sitting at the desk in the room at this time. He picked up and put down the pen in his hand, but the paper in front of him was still blank. His heart was beating fast and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He tried to calm down, but the anxiety in his heart was like an invisible hand, tightly grasping his thoughts. He thought of the dean's expectations of him, of the envy and jealousy of the college students towards him, and of his past efforts, and he couldn't help but pull his hair in annoyance.

He was afraid of failing in Qiuwei, afraid of disappointing everyone, especially Yuan Chuyi who was afraid of disappointing himself.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He closed his eyes and tried to drive away the anxiety and fear, but the more he did this, the more uneasy he became, and even the hand holding the pen trembled involuntarily.

Li Qiaozhen came into the room and saw him sweating profusely, so she hurriedly stepped forward.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Yuan Mochen came back to his senses and smiled at Li Qiaozhen, "I, I'm fine."

Li Qiaozhen took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and then tested the temperature of his forehead. It was a little cold, "You must be sick. I'll ask Mr. Fang to come and take a look at you."

Yuan Mochen pulled her and shook his head, "I'm really fine."

Li Qiaozhen repeatedly made sure that he was fine before letting him go to the front yard, saying that she was looking for him on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty.

Yuan Mochen stood in front of Yuan Chuyi, feeling a little frightened and very uneasy. On the first day of Yuanchu, Li Qiaozhen asked Li Qiaozhen to take the child aside to play, while she watched Yuan Mochen invite him to sit down and pour him a cup of tea.

"You feel very uneasy. What are you afraid of?" Yuanchu asked bluntly.

Yuan Mochen looked at Yuan Chuyi in shock, "I, I'm not, not afraid!"

Yuan Chuyi smiled faintly, and that smile was like a slowly blooming lotus. "Next month, you are afraid that you will not do well in the Qiuwei exam and that you are afraid of disappointing us, aren't you?"

Yuan Mochen was stunned, why did his sister know him so well? She could even guess what was on his mind. Facing her gaze, he finally nodded truthfully.

This kid is suffering from pre-exam syndrome.

"Are you afraid that sister will be disappointed in you?"

Yuan Mochen was surprised again, nodded, and then shook his head, "I'm afraid that my sister will be disappointed, and I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to do well in the exam! I don't want to fail, I want to pass the exam, I want to participate in next year's Spring Festival, and I want to make those who abandon me People regret it!"

Yuan Chuyi smiled helplessly, "Have you been living for others? Isn't reading something you like to do?"

"I..." Yuan Mochen pondered. Of course he likes to study. He wants to stand out in the scientific examination through reading, and then become a wise and good official. But now, he thinks more about passing the imperial examination. Let his parents and family who abandoned him regret it, and make Yuan Chuyi who took him in feel proud.

"Although I really want you to do well in the exam, I want you to see a good return for all your hard work. Of course, I don't deny it. If you pass the exam and are appointed as officials in the future, you will be able to help Shiliu."

"As far as our family is concerned, studying is not the only way out. If you can find something you like to do, like Fifteen, and really like to do something, my sister will support you just like she supports her! You Just do what you like and don’t care too much about other people’s opinions.”

Yuan Mochen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. On the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, he asked Shiliu to bring pen and ink and write on the paper:

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? A misty rain is left for life. The cold spring breeze blows the drunkenness, and it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back, I have always been there. In a desolate place, when I return, there will be neither wind, rain nor sunshine."

The poem had just been written, and before Yuan Mochen took it over to take a closer look, the paper was already taken by a big hand on the side and started to read.

"You can live your whole life under the misty rain!" Xiao Jing, who had just come back from outside, couldn't help but exclaimed after reading the poem, "Madam is really calm and calm in the world!"

Yuan Chuyi laughed and put down his pen, "How could I, a little girl, write such a calm and open-minded poem? This poem was written by an old gentleman, I just borrowed it and gave it to Mo Chen! He I’m so nervous before the exam!”

"Madam, an old gentleman who can write such a poem must be very talented and broad-minded! I wonder who he is? Can you introduce us to him?"

Yuan Chuyi shook his head, "I only know his surname is Su and his first name is Shi. I also read this poem of his from my master!"

Xiao Jing couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that such a great talent and such a big-hearted person cannot be used by the court!" He put the poem in Yuan Mochen's hand, "In the face of wind and rain, you should be like this old gentleman. Be calm and calm. It's just a small autumn break, so you should deal with it calmly and don't worry too much about temporary gains and losses!"

Yuan Mochen suddenly became enlightened, and all the depression in his heart was gone, "Yes! I understand! I'm leaving!" He saluted and went back to the room happily.

Xiao Jing hugged Yuan Chuyi into his arms, "Madam's master seems to be omnipotent and omnipotent. I guess he must be a master from this world!"

"That's right, my master has traveled around the world and can speak several languages!" Yuanchu said proudly.

"Then if you have the chance, Madam, you must introduce me to him."

"You have already learned one of my master's most important skills, so there is no need to get acquainted with him!" Yuan Chuyi said with a smile.

"Oh! What kind of skill?" Xiao Jing was surprised. Why didn't he know what kind of skill he had learned from this old gentleman?