Take the imperial examinations with the red envelopes of the writers

Xie Linfeng happily took the brush from the boy, and wrote a few big characters on the wall with the inscription:

[Only the true character of a great hero is that of a real celebrity. 】

Good guy, one person takes up a lot of the wall.

The wording is quite sloppy, and in all fairness the level is not outstanding, but the content of this sentence is quite chic and full of pride.

Chi Simiao looked at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

But he didn't say much, and was about to ask who was next, when Xie Linfeng handed the pen to Su Yan naturally.

Su Yan was admiring Xie Linfeng's masterpiece when a brush was stuffed into his hand unexpectedly.

He was hesitating whether he could secretly pass the pen to someone else, when he caught a glimpse of Chi Simiao's deep eyes looking over.

Su Yan's body shook, and numbly picked up the pen and walked forward.

Hey, what should I write?

For a moment, Su Yan really couldn't think of anything, and many sentences from big bosses flashed in his mind.

But if he really mentioned a famous sentence through the ages, it would be too high-profile.

Even though the time didn't last long, and he was the second to write it, everyone was still waiting patiently.

However, Su Yan felt that he seemed to be in a daze in front of the wall for a long time, and he was a little embarrassed. When he accidentally raised his hand, the brush in his hand waved a dot of ink on the gray wall.

Oops!

Gan!What should I do now?

Dot... think about it, what is the word at the beginning? !

Point...horizontal...bao hijab...

Suddenly, a string of words flashed into his mind.

After all, in the previous life, when I was away from home, no matter where I was, I could see these 24 socialist core values.

Su Yan's heart broke, and he took up the pen and wrote:

【Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony.

Liberty, equality, justice, rule of law.

Patriotic, dedicated, honest, friendly. 】

His handwriting has become quite strong after years of daily practice.

In addition, when I wrote these words with a pen, I had a sense of righteousness in my heart, which made the words even more meaningful and upright.

After Su Yan finished writing the last word "good", he felt the light of righteousness shining on him.

Chi Simiao silently read the 24-character motto written by Su Yan in his heart with great interest.

Fun, fun.

A smile appeared on his plain face.

If someone noticed at this time, they would be amazed by this smile.

When Chi Simiao laughed, the outstanding facial features on his face immediately came alive, as if the stage that was usually covered by a thick curtain suddenly kicked off, allowing people to get a glimpse of the real mystery inside.

Unfortunately, everyone's attention was focused on the wall at this time, and no one noticed the fleeting style.

The boy who studies ink has just been sent by Chi Simiao to bring some more brushes.

At this time, he distributed the brushes to all the students, and everyone no longer had to wait for one by one to come in turn.

Su Yan stepped back and stood aside, silently watching everyone's inscriptions.

It seems that Xie Linfeng and Su Yan, who wrote the first and second inscriptions, did not take an unusual path, and the students behind them became more courageous.

Someone wrote jokingly: [If you are rich, don't forget each other. 】

Someone took up a pen and wrote down his ambitions: [Reading is aimed at sages, not disciples.If you are an official with a kingdom in your heart, how can you count your wealth? 】

There are older freshmen who seem to have already engaged in marriage, and write down their thoughts of their fiancée a little shyly: [May I hold my son's hand and grow old together with him. 】

There are also people who are eclectic and don't write inscriptions like others, but start to paint on the wall, which has a special flavor.

The originally blank wall was now filled with all kinds of handwriting.

There are words and paintings, generous ambitions, and cordial affection.

All kinds of calligraphy and paintings are colorful and colorful, which is the literati romance of the students who have just entered the academy.

I don't know how everyone will feel when they think of the inscription on the first day of school when they are promoted to ranks and separated from each other in the future.

If I have the opportunity to come back to Yunshan Academy again, I will definitely take a look at the pen and ink I left with my classmates when I was young.

Su Yan was feeling emotional, and felt more and more that Chi Simiao was indeed a romantic talent, really good at it!

Xie Linfeng saw that someone signed his name next to the calligraphy and painting, so he hurriedly asked Su Yan and the others to fill in the name.

However, when he walked to the wall, he suddenly had a new idea.

"Let's make a palm print, four of us!" Xie Linfeng said to the three of Su Yan enthusiastically, "It's so interesting to use a palm print instead of a name."

Hearing this, Song Zixiu also nodded with interest in agreement.

Su Yan's expression froze. Is this what a real teenager thinks?

Yes, it's quite childish.

Su Yan followed them silently, wiped the ink on his palm, and then pressed the ink-stained black palm against the wall.

The palms of the four people are printed together, which is very funny.Xie Linfeng looked at it and burst out laughing.

Chi Simiao has been paying attention to their situation, and seeing their actions, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

It seems that, as Mr. Shan Changanhe said, this freshman class is a bit interesting.

On the night before the entrance ceremony, Mr. An He came to Chi Simiao with two bottles of fine wine he had kept in the bottom of the box, trying to make Mrs. Chi, who had never been enthusiastic about academy affairs, be in charge of this year's class. newborn.

In the mouth of the wine, it is mellow and sweet, with endless aftertaste.

If the head of Yunshan Academy wants to persuade someone sincerely, he will definitely follow his advice quietly, pinpoint your pain points, and try to confuse you in his logic.

Chi Simiao remembered that a few years ago, under the persuasion of this old man, he agreed to come to Yunshan Academy by mistake, as if he had been enchanted.

This time he will definitely not be fooled again.

Since it was a fine wine for him, then he, Chi Simiao, would not be polite, and he didn't give any of it to the respected Mr. Shanchang.

Chi Simiao swung the wine glass slowly, seeing that the old man opposite could only stare at the fine wine in his glass greedily, feeling in a good mood.

"Sanshui." Mr. An He sighed, stroked his beard and said with emotion: "I feel more and more old recently."

Chi Simiao rolled his eyelids lazily and didn't say much.

"Only staying with lovely children and feeling their youthful vigor can make me, an old man, more flexible."

When Chi Simiao heard the last sentence, the hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.

Recently, he really feels that life is a bit boring, and he lacks a little inspiration for writing poems and paintings, and he always misses something.

Mr. An He noticed his subtle movements, and continued to say calmly: "The best piece of writing I feel recently was written by the freshmen who saw this class last time."

"There are a few children who are really spiritual. They have bright teeth, clear eyes, and they are very thoughtful, but they are very attractive. Looking at them, I feel much more relaxed." Edge took a breath.

He took a few sips of tea leisurely and calmly, then looked at Chi Simiao and said seriously: "As long as it generally conforms to the rules, you can do whatever you want. Okay?"

Chi Simiao finally nodded.

He has not had a satisfactory work for a long time.

This is the pain of Jiang Lang's exhaustion.

Saying that I feel old, Chi Simiao looked at Mr. An He's happy face all day long and snorted coldly, "I believe your ghost."But for the sake of the wine, I agreed.

Chi Simiao withdrew from the memories, thinking of the taste of the wine, he was a little bit depressed.

The wine was good, but unfortunately there were only two bottles, which certainly wasn't all the old man had in stock.

Seeing that the freshmen had finished their writing, Chi Simiao led them to a classroom.

This classroom is quite big.There are desks and wooden chairs already set up inside.

Two chairs are placed behind each desk, implying that two people share a desk.There is a narrow aisle between the desks.The freshmen consciously found their seats in groups of two and sat down.

After seeing the freshmen sat down, Chi Simiao said:

"Okay. Now get up and report your names one by one, starting from the first row over there." He pointed to a student in the first row by the window.

"Yu Xingkai, courtesy name Yuanshu, from Yuzhou, Sichuan Province..." A tall and thin student stood up and introduced.

"Liu Qiming, I haven't taken the name yet. A native of Yuezhou in Lingnan Prefecture..."

……

Instead, he noticed that when he and Song Zixiu were introducing themselves, there was a bloated student among his classmates, and his face seemed a little strange.

Later, when this person introduced himself, Su Yan even wrote down his name, which was "Chen Youyong".

After everyone's introduction, Chi Simiao briefly summarized the next month's affairs.

According to the rules of Yunshan Academy, in the first month, freshmen are not allowed to choose their own courses, they must take the basic courses of Four Books and Five Classics, and after one month there will be a separate examination for freshmen.

The students of Yunshan Academy are mixed together every two classes, divided into upper dormitory, middle dormitory and lower dormitory.

"I don't need to explain the meaning of this division." Chi Simiao said lightly: "If some of you do very well in the exam this time, then it is not surprising that you will be assigned to the upper division as soon as the semester starts."

He looked around at the candidates below, and continued: "Except for this exam, the next dormitory separation will be when you come to the academy after the New Year."

He went on to talk about other courses.

The general idea is that in the first month, there are only four books and five classics courses. After the exam is over, the various club activities of the academy and the six arts "ritual, music, archery, royal, book, mathematics" and other courses will be opened one after another. Students choose their own courses.

After Chi Simiao finished speaking, he distributed a stack of papers, and each student got one.

This is their schedule for the next month.

Xie Linfeng glanced at the content on the paper and took a deep breath.

Song Zixiu wanted to cry, but his hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

Nine courses!

Nine classes a week!

Is this asking people to kill themselves? !

Since the freshmen are all new talents, they have not yet chosen the classics they want to study.The content of these five classics is also arranged in the first month of the course, so that students can have a deeper understanding of the meaning of each scripture, and then choose the classics for further study.

Su Yan sighed. The amount of homework is really not easy. There are one class in the morning and one class in the afternoon. Only Friday afternoon is free.

And since there will be separate exams in one month, everyone will use this spare time to review.

This is the rhythm of the third year of high school at the beginning of school!

Su Yan didn't pay much attention to this sub-examination.The days in Yunshan Academy are still long, he studies step by step, and when he reaches the level of knowledge, he will always enter the upper house, he thought optimistically.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

After Chi Simiao explained and saw that everyone had left without any problems, Chen Youyong came to Su Yan in a big way.

The author has something to say: In an instant, the light of righteousness shines on the land of Yunshan Academy!

Thank you all for your love and support!heart-to-heart~

"The ambition of reading is to be a sage, not a disciple. To be an official is to be a monarchy, so how can one care about one's wealth?" From "Zhu Zi's Family Instructions"

"Only the true character of a great hero is the true personality of a real celebrity." From "Cai Gen Tan"

"If you are rich, don't forget each other." From "Historical Records"