Do you have a scholarly tyranny?

Until the end of the visit, Xi Hu was immersed in the unusual experience Yuan Da brought him.

One side of water and soil supports one side of people.Every student here has a well-mixed student spirit and social atmosphere, just like the unique campus environment of Yuan University.

Walking up the mountain, Lushan Academy is silently settled in time, and the huge shadow cast by the building is infinitely elongated by the warm sun.

There is a plaque at the door, with strong handwriting, which reads "the unity of knowledge and action".

Xi Hu and Tan Siming raised their legs across the threshold of the academy, walked through the gate and corridors, and entered the lecture hall.

"Song and Ming Neo Confucianists Zhu Xi and Wang Yangming both came here and gave lectures."

Tan Siming, like a pure local tour guide, gave Xihu a popular science on the history and culture of Lushan Academy, "During the reform period, Lushan Academy was also used for the dissemination of new learning."

As he was talking, he suddenly asked Xi Hu about his historical knowledge: "What is the social background for the emergence of progressive ideas in the Ming and Qing Dynasties?"

"The sprouts of capitalism."

Xi Hu carried it along, but he was very absent-minded.

In the emerald green pond on the side of the stone road, half a dozen lotus leaves and lotuses are floating, and the evening wind blows past, wafting wisps of fragrance.There are more than a dozen fishes playing in the water below, in stark contrast to the silent lecture hall in front of you.

Seeing Xi Hu was fascinated.

This is simply a natural petty bourgeoisie atmosphere, how can people not think about it?If you think too much, all kinds of ideological progress will come.

After the two of them visited the academy, turn down a street to the urban area, and the most inward is the famous Degenerate Street, which is actually the snack street that every university has.

The school girls I saw in the lecture hall were naked, and as they walked down, the girls who passed by them were more delicately made up, with shawls and long hair, smiling, chiffon skirts and high-heeled boots. The girl's face is full of maturity that has taken off the classroom and entered life.

Xi Hu glanced back: the teaching buildings of Yuan University had been hidden in the green hills, and the setting sun added a layer of afterglow to the whole hill.

I think Qingshan is so charming, but Qingshan thinks I should be like this.

Xi Hu held Tan Siming's wrist, his hand tendons throbbed.

It is already some distance away from Lushan, so naturally I can no longer see the green scenery of the bamboo forest in Lushan Academy, and the evening fragrance of wind lotus has also disappeared.

In the urban area, there is a sense of hectic city life as the night is approaching.

"Hey, tell me, if I'm from Yuan University, will I feel that I'm not from Yuan University when I go out, but a passer-by?"

Times have changed, and Xi Hu is still not very good at studying, but compared to before, he is no longer a "student with special difficulties"—a student with particularly difficult grades.He was just like the first time Tan Siming saw him many years ago, dissolute and wanton, with a smile all over his face.

But Tan Siming could see that there was a line of integrity hidden in the corner of his lips.

"Mingming." Xi Hu called in a low voice, looking back casually, his voice was as sweet as a dove, "Hurry up."

His eyes are crystal clear, like a well, inviting to visit.

The route that Xi Hu took the lead was very clear, there were no turns and turns, and it was straight, leading to Xingjiang near Lushan.

Tan Siming stared and said slowly: "Are you going to take me to the riverside?"

That vivid expression was portrayed on Xi Hu's face: "It's agreed, let's watch the fireworks together."

Every weekend night, there is a fixed fireworks show on the edge of the Xingjiang River.

The sky is getting late, and the setting sun on the horizon is becoming more and more hazy. The orange light scatters onto the flake-like thin clouds, which is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

When Tan Siming and Xi Hu walked to the edge of the Xingjiang River, night fell quietly.

The sky above the head is like a huge pocket, carrying tens of thousands of diamond-like stars.

This is the origin of Xingjiang's name.Xingjiang is not only an important waterway between the provincial capital and neighboring cities, but also the beautiful night scenery in four seasons often attracts tourists to linger.The night sky here is terribly pure, clusters of nebulae have been walking slowly in this sky for hundreds of years, and they are timeless.

The stars are like rain, sprinkled in the river water, and the connected drops are bright.

When Tan Siming and Xi Hu study by themselves in the evening, they will always be on the top floor of the Wenke Building, overlooking Yuanxing Lake and the night sky on the roof.When they were young, they suddenly felt small in the vast and infinite universe.

Maybe Xi Hu also remembered that time, his lips suddenly opened like water splashes rolled up by the river.

They were sitting by the river, the river was silent in front of them, and the breeze was blowing, making waves.

"Obviously, do you really think that I can pass the exam?"

Xi Hu asked suddenly, and took another deep look at Tan Siming, as if dreaming, "But my current score is even lower than that of Kaoyuan Normal University."

Yuan Normal University is one of the first in their province. It was only promoted from the second to the first in the year before last. In recent years, the admission standard is only one or two points higher than that of the first, and the admission threshold is very low. The best shortcut for students in the province who want to step into the book.

Tan Siming blurted out: "I believe in you."

"I know, so I have to ask you more."

Unexpectedly, Xi Hu actually laughed out loud, "Don't you treat me a little blindly confident because of being dazzled by love?"

Tan Siming: "..."

"No."

Tan Siming responded positively to the ridicule of "being dazzled by love", "I really believe in you, or in other words, I believe in myself."

"what?"

Tan Siming looked at Xi Hu's confused expression and wanted to hear the correct answer, and sighed softly.

"Do you know why I chose liberal arts?"

"I don't know, I'm also very strange." Xi Hu scratched the back of his head.

"Because when I was in junior high school, especially when you and Tian Tian easily surpassed me in the exam, I realized that I can't compete with others."

When Tan Siming said this, he paused, "I don't think IQ is mediocre, but I will never reach the top; I also think that many things are not at the level of talent, but there are some things that talent is really doing. It'll be easier to get up."

Xi Hu immediately understood what Tan Siming was expressing.

Such self-deprecating words were actually uttered by Tan Siming himself.

Xi Hu looked at Tan Siming with an indescribably complicated mood.

"For science, I do my best. I can learn well, but I will never be the best. Just like you memorize history test points, the timeline is your world map, and materialized students also have a worldview, but from beginning to end, my understanding is far inferior to Tian Tian is very thorough."

Tan Siming is still saying, "But I am very strong. I want to get the best in the exam, so why should I die at what I am not good at? Why don't I choose what I like more, have more ability, and have more ways to let me pass the exam?" Can I get into the liberal arts at a good university?"

"But..." Xi Hu replied blankly, "What does this have to do with your belief in me?"

"Because your talent lies in liberal arts, not necessarily in science."

Tan Siming usually doesn't talk too much, and when he talks, he likes small papers when he analyzes it, "Do you know how many people in liberal arts classes die in mathematics and geography? As long as you don't hinder your other subjects, you can rely on your mathematics and geography alone." The geography score has reached the general level of entering a book."

"...I don't know." Xi Hu looked puzzled, "I don't have your post-exam analysis habits."

"Then you know now."

Tan Siming said earnestly, "Regardless of papers and science, talent and hard work are both indispensable. It's just that the talent in science lies in comprehensive science, and the talent in reading literature lies in mathematics and geography. For ordinary people, it is difficult to get high scores in these subjects. And Subjects that require hard work, history and politics, as long as you don't be lazy, you can do well in the exam."

Xi Hu thought of the English and Chinese that he managed to pass every time: "What about Chinese and English? It also depends on hard work?"

"..."

Tan Siming was silent.

Xi Hu felt a "thump" in his heart.

"Chinese and English, these two focus on accumulation, and the accumulation of language started from our elementary school or even earlier..."

"So?" Xi Hu interrupted hastily.

"——so it should be difficult for you to catch up for a while."

Tan Siming's face was a little unnatural, "But it's not impossible, try to make up as much as possible, and reach the level of not hindering..."

Xi Hu: "..."

None of them spoke again.

The river surged up with splashes of water, which hit the ankles of the two and filled the shoes they took off with water.The boat lights on the river are going out one by one, and the time is the sand flowing on the river beach.

Tan Siming also took his shoes away, and walked barefoot with two pairs of wet shoes.

Xi Hu looked at his back, frowned, thought for a long time, and finally wanted to say something from his heart——

"help me!"

"Hoo-boom!"

Xi Hu: "..."

With a loud noise, many huge fireworks exploded above the river.The sparks just fell, one after another, crackling, one after another, the fireworks lit up the night sky, illuminated the river water gorgeously, and made Tan Siming look back into his eyes, shining streamer, brilliant and dazzling.

What Xi Hu said was an imperative sentence.

Tan Siming must have noticed this too, and slowly, he smiled softly.

"it is good."

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If Jinjiang doesn't let me pass the trial, I will beat someone. . .Such a pure chapter on learning is not released for me. . .