Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

[New volume tomorrow, Youyou returns]

Taoist Luo once said that exams are a torture for average students.

If Taoist Luo didn't say it, then Mingyou thought Taoist Luo said it.

Top students treat exams as tests, and the answers seem to be on the answer sheet. Poor students treat exams as relaxation, and their minds wander without any burden. Only average students are in a dilemma of wanting to do well but not doing well, and they think carefully about every question, even if they have no idea.

Mingyou thought he was an excellent student. He was admitted to the University of Tokyo without any help, relying solely on self-study. He thought he could easily pass the exams in his first semester of college, but it was not until he saw the test paper that he realized how wrong his thinking was.

"What are these?"

Mingyou is not a perfect man. When it comes to studying, he is just like ordinary people. If he doesn't study, he won't be able to do anything.

In the first month, I could listen to the lectures carefully, but later I became addicted to my favorite music. Not to mention the last month, it was all about music, and I even skipped classes just for music.

"It's over."

It is normal for people of the same country not to understand the language of their own country, because this "understanding" is "understanding" as a subject, not the habitual language used in daily life.

For Mingyou, he can understand every word of the formalized Chinese, but he still feels awkward because almost no one in real life is so demanding about subject, predicate and object.

"Is that a grammatical error? I said that myself!"

"No, there is also reading comprehension for this? And wasn't this article written by my cousin? Didn't he tell me that he had this idea?"

Mingyou really wanted to call and ask his cousin what the deep meaning of “rain falling in the basin” was and what profound understanding it reflected.

Fortunately, Mingyou was not fighting alone, Yangnai secretly handed him a small note.

It is possible that the invigilator had discovered it, but one was the eldest daughter of the Yukinoshita family and the other was the son-in-law of the Kujo family, so he turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

[Mingyou-sama, this is the answer. After you copy it, don’t forget to copy me at night~]

Yang No wrote a paragraph in her own style at the beginning of the cheat sheet.

"This Naicha Chinese is getting more and more 6"

Mingyou became excited and quickly copied Yangno's answers.

Well, if you choose B for this question, then you are copying Yang Nai's...

Forget it, forget it, stop thinking about it. There are reasons to stand up during an exam, but standing straight up is very rude.

With the help of Yang No and another person, Kouta, Mingyou managed to get through the two exams in the morning without any danger.

I just feel sorry for the invigilator. There was too much content to write in the Chinese language test, and it was inconvenient to pass it all at once. Yang Nai wanted to hand her own paper to Ming You. The invigilator had to know a limit to turning a blind eye, and finally he just pretended to sleep, which gave Ming You a chance.

This is the privilege of the photographer family. Some people may think it is unfair, but they can only complain.

"I'm so tired." After lunch, Mingyou lay on the sofa and sighed with the eldest lady, "I just realized that I haven't studied for so long. All the knowledge has run away from my brain."

Why was he lying on the sofa? Because the two young ladies and his daughter were in the club room.

No, the child is there too.

That’s not right. Miss Kotoko is also here.

"Master Luo, can you copy Qinzi's work this afternoon?" Qinzi was very excited.

Yang No pursed her lips to prevent herself from laughing. She was the first to do it, and Ming You copied it in the morning. If Kotoko wasn't there, she would definitely tease her in front of Manari.

Mingyou didn't react at all when the kid said the same thing. Instead, he continued to educate Qinzi: "You must take the exam honestly and don't cheat. Don't worry, as long as you answer seriously, everyone will accept any result."

"I know, Master Luo, I just want to give you a surprise."

"As long as you work hard, it's fine. Come on this afternoon."

"Okay, Master Luo!"

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong if you change the name.

The harmonious family of four continued to take their own exams in the afternoon. Kotoko came here purely for fun. She didn't attend classes at the University of Tokyo, so taking the exam had no effect on her grades. With so much money sponsored, she should have given an A even if it wasn't for the sake of the Iwanaga family, right?

The exam lasts for two days, and summer vacation starts after two days.

The exams at the University of Tokyo (this world) are very concentrated, and the eight required courses can be completed in two days.

In fact, it doesn't make students nervous. The IQ of those who can get into Tokyo University is not a problem, as long as they study half of the time, they will not fail. Those who don't study are basically second-generation students like Mingyou who don't care about grades, so the failure rate of Tokyo University is so low that it can be ignored.

The last subject is Professor Zheng's historical thinking test. Like his class content, even his test papers are unique.

[The following background is purely fictional: If you are Li Hua, you are in the Song Dynasty, and your monarch is Emperor Sun Gou, who fled south to the south of the Huai River after the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin people. Now, the mountains and rivers are broken... You win the victory in Qingxian Town and continue to march north, but you receive twelve tokens from Sun Gou asking you to withdraw your troops... Faced with this situation, what kind of emotions will you have? Please write a poem or lyrics to explain. Requirements: The lyrics can use existing ci tunes or be original. ]

The more Mingyou looked, the more familiar it seemed.

"Isn't this the Southern Song Dynasty in our previous life?"

The Southern Song Dynasty is so famous that even Mingyou knows its simple history.

Even more famous than the Southern Song Dynasty is the "First Ci of the Southern Song Dynasty" which was written under similar circumstances and later caused controversy as to whether it was created by the poet himself.

But everyone still thinks that this poem should be written by that person.

This was the only subject Mingyou didn't help with.

"Professor Zheng's fiction is too far-fetched. Is it based on the history of the middle and late Tang Dynasty? How could there be an emperor who called back the twelve golden medals of meritorious officials and killed them on trumped-up charges? No matter how incompetent the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was, he would not be so stupid."

After the exam, Kangtai and Mingyou complained. He handed in his paper almost as early as Mingyou. There was only one question in this subject, and he could leave after finishing it. For people who rarely come into contact with poetry and don't attend classes, this question is difficult. For Kangtai, a Tang fan, it is a piece of cake.

"Maybe there really is such an emperor?" Mingyou was the one who wanted to complain about whether Professor Zheng was also the one who was reborn.

"That's definitely not from the Tang Dynasty!" Kang Tai had a firm belief.

So, sometimes being ignorant is a benefit.

"By the way, Mingyou, how did you write it?"

"I didn't write it. I wrote one that met the requirements from an ancient book I read. The author's name was written on it."

"Ah? There is such poetry? Why haven't I heard of it?" Kang Tai didn't think there was any poetry that he didn't understand.

"After all, the Tang Dynasty is vast and rich in resources. It is normal for there to be poems and poets that have not been recorded. I also want his works to be passed down to the world."

"That's right, it's worthy of being the Tang Dynasty!"

It's easy to fool Leader Tang, but it's not so easy to fool Professor Zheng.

He called Mingyou at seven in the evening, in a hurry. Mingyou was having dinner with the three young ladies at that time.

The three young ladies then listened to the entire conversation between Mingyou and Professor Zheng without hiding anything because the content was very interesting.

"You're telling me that this Yue Fei wasn't made up by you?"

"Yes, Professor Zheng. It's real."

"I know more about the generals of the Second Tang Dynasty than you do. But is he the same person as the Yue Fei in your poem?"

"What does that have to do with that? It's not my lyrics, it's Yue Fei's lyrics."

"Nonsense! Where did Yue Fei's hatred for his subjects come from? When did he stop? He killed so many Jin people and recovered so much lost territory. Where was the hatred?"

"Is it possible that Yue Fei wrote it when he thought he was being framed, but later found out that the emperor supported him, so it became a scrapped manuscript and was then collected by my master?" Ming You continued to talk nonsense.

"False accusations!" Professor Zheng could not contain his excitement. "Yue Fei was from the Tang family academy, who dared to accuse him? At most, he would be given a sinecure. He was not suppressed at all! Besides, I did not set the Jingkang Shame in your lyrics, and I also said that it was not written by you out of historical inspiration! Is it so difficult to admit that you can write lyrics? And you put the blame on Yue Fei!"

This is hard to explain. Mingyou overlooked that although there was also the "Jingkang Shame" in this life, with the help of the Tang family, poets like Yue Fei and Xin Qiji were busy fighting and building their careers, and had no time or mood to write about their unfulfilled ambitions.