See Jiangshan

The sky is not yet clear, and the waning moon is in the sky.

The small courtyard on Liuyan Road and [-]th Street was lit up, and the two doors were pushed open almost at the same time.Teenagers and children asked and answered seriously.

"Slept well last night?"

"Very good. Did brother sleep well?"

"Alright."

As soon as the cock crows, boil water to wash, light a fire to cook, and sweep the court.Everything was tidied up, and the sound of the gong of Yinshi and Wugong came from outside the alley.After Cheng Qianren finished a set of fitness boxing in the courtyard, Cheng Zhuliu had already placed rice porridge, side dishes and steamed buns on the table.

After eating, Zhuliu took his elder brother to the alley and handed him the book.

Cheng Qianren carried the book on his back, and couldn't help touching the top of his hair again: "Xu Ran and Gu Er are also the main class today. They are late, so you eat first. I'm leaving, go back quickly."

Cheng Qianren went to the college to attend class to do homework, while Cheng Zhuliu cooked and studied at home.

The day-to-day plan starts here.

Thousands of households lit up their lights one after another, the defenders in the city went out on patrol, and the twelve heavy bronze city gates slowly opened.

Nanyang City is located in the south of the central part of the mainland. It used to be called "Yunyang".

It forms a corner with Chaoguang City in the east, defending the majestic imperial capital.The official road going north from here is called 'Heaven's Lifeline'.As the largest city in the twelve states in the south, there are as many as 15 garrisons.

At the same time, it is located in the lower reaches of the "Anguo Grand Canal" that runs through half of the continent. It is a north-south shipping center, where dignitaries, government offices, and shops are lined up.

However, such an important strategic and economic status cannot be compared to one point - Nanyuan College is here.

No one knows how much power a college with millions of years of inheritance contains.Its prestige and power in Nanyang City is sometimes better than that of the Governor's Mansion, and the rules of the academy are often above the "Law of Heavenly Prayer".So in Cheng Qianren's eyes, Nanyang City is more like an 'autonomous region'.

Many people live here all their lives, never leave the city gate, get married and have funerals, generation after generation.

The wanderers who are studying are different. They come from all corners of the country and inject fresh blood into Nanyang every early spring to keep it young forever.After they have achieved something in their studies, they will be scattered all over the place, so that the blood of Nanyang will continue to circulate.

As a result, the city has a contradictory temperament, youthful ambition overwhelms the desolation of history, despite the wind and rain, it is full of vigor.

At this moment, the sun is rising, and it wakes up in the faint morning light, majestic and majestic.

On the four avenues of east, west, north, south, and north along the central axis, vehicles, horses and pedestrians go their own way, traffickers and pawns hawk in the morning market, and dignitaries drive to the government offices.Practitioners and ordinary people eat breakfast at the same booth, and young scholars strike up a conversation with a beautiful girl who is going to school together.All living beings are in various states, and the world is peaceful and prosperous.

Cheng Qianren likes this place, the place where he teaches and educates people, although there are many rules, there are more backbones.

People live more like people.

When he first arrived in Nanyang, he was a foreigner from a border town, and he only felt that the old men who chatted under the old trees were more relaxed than those in other places.Even the beggars wandering outside the gate of the college often look proud and calm.

And now that he has a Nanyang household registration, this self-confidence accumulated over millions of years should also be counted in him.

In front of the east gate of the college is an open square, three feet square bluestone slabs are neatly spread out, many cars and horses are parked, canopies are gathered, and people are buzzing.Because no servants and maids can join the college to study with them, students from rich and noble families get off their sedan chairs here.This scene is commonplace, but today it is extra lively.

Cheng Qianren looked at the students who were wandering around the square in brand-new school uniforms, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that it is the day when freshmen officially enter school."

The high and wide courtyard walls seem to prop up the blue sky higher, and the vermilion mansion gates are more and more brilliant in the morning sun, and the cornices and brackets that rise above the courtyard walls can be seen faintly. Split the sky.

That is the center of the college, the tallest building in Nanyang City, the library.

Every year the new students are the same, looking up at such a giant in the brilliant spring, they are full of lofty sentiments, no matter how sophisticated the young people are, they can't help but show a look of awe and pride.

Cheng Qianren passed through the crowds, stepped into the gate of the courtyard, and walked all the way south, with fewer and fewer pedestrians, and finally saw a memorial archway to the mountain gate.The stone-carved mountain gate has been eroded by wind and rain for many years, covered with moss, and the four inscriptions of "Nanshan Backyard" on it have also been smoothed by the years.

'Taiye Pool' is an artificial lake, but 'Nanshan' is not a rockery.

At the beginning of the establishment of the college, a mountain was really enclosed.

The stone steps are winding, and the ancient pines beside the road are towering. The 46 school houses of "Shu Ke" are built on the hillside, with scattered heights, white walls and gray tiles, appearing and disappearing in the flowing morning mist, like pearls scattered in the forest.

The dormitory for the 'Analyses' class was built halfway up the mountain, before Cheng Qianren entered the door, he heard lively chatting and laughing from inside.

No matter how close he lives to the college, it is no closer than those who live in the back mountain.The dormitory in the college is a small courtyard for four people, and the fee is not expensive, but his family has a younger brother, and he has to go out to work to earn money, so he has no chance.

At this time, there were already more than ten people in the school dormitory, pulling tables and chairs to gather together, chatting about the fun of the party last night.

"When it comes to writing impromptu poems, brother Li is still brilliant! Next time, he can't be allowed to run away first!"

"Who ran away? It's Muxiu's day in three days. If you don't get drunk in Feifeng Tower, you won't come home. Please!"

When Cheng Qianren entered the door, one of them glanced at him quickly, and the others all silently waited and looked at each other with strange expressions.

He walked to his seat and sat down, took out the scroll, abacus, paper and pen, pen holder, and a jar of ink from the book, and arranged them neatly on the desk.

After a while, the voice from behind was higher-pitched, and the laughter was even more exaggerated. They slapped their thighs and smashed the table, so happy.

It seemed to contrast his loneliness with liveliness.

Students at this age are most afraid of being the same as others, but also afraid of being different from others.

To be outstanding, one must also have a sense of belonging, and to be unique one must also follow trends.

The martial arts practitioners of Qingshanyuan draw their swords and fight against each other, and fight for the boss with their fists; the young masters of Chunbotai disdain to compare family wealth, set up poetry clubs, play polo, and debate current affairs every day. They have to compete with each other based on their individual talents .

As a place to teach the most practical subjects in the world, Nanshan Backyard has heavy homework and many exams, which has formed a unique competitive atmosphere.

In Cheng Qianren's class, the two factions were distinct.One group is poor students who spend their spare time in the library, devoting themselves to writing articles to ask their teachers for advice, and the other group is rich and small rich, who eat, drink and have fun in public, and take pride in traveling with Chunbotai students, but secretly stay up all night studying hard. In the big and small exams, you have to compare your rankings with others.

No matter how much the two sides look down on each other, it will not prevent the delicate balance from being maintained for a long time.If you follow the trend and blend into any faction, you can have many friends and live a comfortable life.

However, in the past year, Cheng Qianren was the only one in the class, and it is foreseeable that he will continue to do so in the next three years.

When he first entered school, many people threw olive branches at him: "Shall we drink after school?"

"Would you like to go to the library to study together?"

Cheng Qianren sincerely refused: "I'm sorry, I don't have time today, please forgive me."

The classmates were rejected many times, and when they saw him coming and going with two people from Chunbotai of Qingshanyuan, they made gossip: "It's not that they don't have time, but they don't like us."

"Tch, why are you pretending to be noble?"

Cheng Qianren was not born like this. When he was in college in his last life, he spent the night in Internet cafes with his roommates, and skipped classes to play basketball with his classmates. He was a very gregarious person.

But not now. Living in this world, he never does useless things, doesn't care about the opinions of unrelated people, and is even less willing to spend time explaining himself.It doesn't matter whether he is indifferent or utilitarian, but three years of living on the border of Dongchuan have turned him into this.

This is naturally not pleasing.The appearance is ordinary, the clothes are shabby, and the grades are only above average. Why do I have a face that the whole world is dirty and I am alone?Everyone lives in the default rules, why is it different for you?

Do you think you are Lin Duzhi, the 'No. [-] in Nanshan'?

Today, the new students are officially enrolled, and the professors may still be talking in the Hall of Diligent Learning. When the students in the dormitory arrive one after another, they chat with each other, and the teachers don't come in.

The dormitory for the main course is much more spacious than the one for the sub-course. One person has one case, and the gap between the two cases can accommodate one person.At this moment, the others were all gathered together, and Cheng Qianren's position happened to be at the dividing line between the two factions, the third row was by the window.

He looked down at the book, on the left was white clouds surrounding the green hills, and on the right was an invisible barrier, separating him from the hustle and bustle of the room.

"How about this freshman class, are there any beautiful junior sisters?"

"No way, I came in through the west gate today, and I saw many new juniors standing there in a daze, tsk, not many of them were pleasing to the eye."

Someone imitated the gentleman's expression and shook his head: "Oh, the students of Nanyuan are really not as good as each year."

Everyone laughed heartily, and suddenly there was a piercing voice.

"Nanyuan Academy is recruiting everyone now, and the bumpkins from the east have become classmates with us. No wonder we have lost to the 'Beilan' side every year in the 'Double Academy Battle' for the past ten years."

It was Zhang Shengyi who spoke, a native of Nanyang City.Although he is not as famous as Lin Duzhi, the 'Nanshan No. [-]', he is the number one in the academic examination in this class. He also spends a lot of money, so he is known as Mr. Zhang.

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere of talking and laughing suddenly froze.

Nanyang people are arrogant, they respect the strong but don't despise the weak. This kind of self-deprecating words, Mr. Zhang never said on weekdays.Maybe he was in a bad mood today, so he just opened his mouth.

For a moment, countless eyes fell on the window, and many of them were gloating.The painstaking scholars in the first few rows also put down their books and turned to watch the excitement.

Everyone knows who this sentence is for. After all, looking at Nanshan, there is only one student from Dongchuanbian Town——Cheng Qianren.

Everyone waited for his reaction.

You can still pretend not to know by mocking behind your back, what can you do if you are cornered this time?