Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

Su Shang looked at Zhou Xian and smiled, probably thinking of Su Miao's "informal" appearance on weekdays.

Su Miao herself tends to be male, probably because too many people dote on her. She has never been afraid of anything since she was a child, just because she is a girl, so everything will be better than boys of the same age in Su Miao High School. When he won No.500 in the men's 1-meter run, he fully demonstrated such a proof.

"Speaking of which." Zhou Xian stopped, put Zhou Luoluo on the ground, took out the phone from his pocket and looked through it, and after searching for a long time, he suddenly smiled at Su Shang, "Your sister must have never shown you these things. Everything is hers before."

Su Shang leaned over to look at the phone screen.

It seems that the picture has been carefully processed later. The level of mobile phones at that time is incomparable with the current one. Therefore, even though it has been optimized as much as possible, it is still not as clear as those high-definition photos.

It's just that Su Miao was on the podium for the first, second and third place respectively, holding the certificate and the trophy in her hand, and looked at the second and third boys next to her with disdain, her nose would fly into the sky.

"This is..." Su Shang really couldn't help laughing.

Although the current Su Miao still doesn't change her nature, she is much better than what Zhou Xian said. At least she now understands what restraint is. After winning three championships in one day, I stopped participating at all.”

"Not participating?" Su Shang wondered, "Why?"

"...Her aunt came in the last scene." Zhou Xian said a word with a blank face, and then pointed to his nose, "I bought her the sanitary napkins at the school canteen."

Su Shang: "..."

"Well, what a coincidence, at first my sister asked me to wash her underwear." Su Shang and Zhou Xian looked at each other, then turned away silently at the same time, "My sister is really a strange woman."

When Su Shang and Su Cong returned home, they were rewarded with a rewarding experience.

Because they bought a lot of things, the other company specially sent a car to unload and install them. After the big things were installed, the other party left. Su Shang and Su Cong planned to clean up the remaining small things.

The Grand Duke probably understood that he would be scolded if he broke a sofa, so after he bought a new sofa, he nestled on it without moving, chasing his own tail, or turning his head to look at it. Assembled by the workers - as stupid as hell.

"Zhou Xian and Jin Shishao are planning to get married, A Shang." After the two of them finished packing up, they sat on the sofa and made a pot of tea. After snuggling in it comfortably and taking a few sips, Su Cong opened his mouth slowly.

"I didn't hear what they said today." Su Shang raised his eyebrows.

"Zhou Xian probably doesn't know either." Su Cong changed a program in a state of boredom, then stopped on the interface of a cartoon, listened to the childish voice and fun in it, and said with a blank expression: "Jin Shishao went to the furniture store today. Just looking for inspiration."

Su Shang was a little curious.

"Jin Shishao's designs are wonderful, not limited to any form. His ring may be made of a dandelion's floating hair, and his necklace may be made of a dying dolphin. Each time has a unique meaning. Su Cong touched his chin when he said this, "What Zhou Xian wants most is a family."

"I heard from my sister." Su Shang squinted his eyes and stretched, and then said: "Mr. Zhou seems to be an adopted son. Her sister was found to have a defect in the left side of her heart since she was a child. She seemed to be alive soon, but she Miraculously, she survived the age of 22 and gave birth to Luo Luo."

Su Cong nodded, hugged the grand duke who was nibbling at his trouser leg again, opened his belly and began to scratch, the grand duke bit him a few times as if playing around, then relaxed himself and squinted his eyes comfortably to enjoy the scratching Belly, "Zhou Luoluo also has heart disease, which was cured by heart bridge surgery a few years ago."

"You mean, Mr. Jin wants to give Zhou Xian a home? Is that what it means?"

"Probably." Su Cong smiled, then turned his head to look at Su Shang, "Then Ah Shang, what do you want?"

"I..." Su Shang smiled, then shook his head, sighed softly, stepped forward to rub Su Cong's soft hair, his movements were extremely gentle, "You already knew."

Life in the third year of high school is always so busy, even if Su Shang used to stay up late and study hard until he hit the club because he had to teach Su Cong homework, but now he still finds it a bit overwhelming.

It's like when I was young, I was able to make up my mind to continue as before, thinking that it was just a matter of course. When I was old, if I had to go through it again, I would subconsciously have a sense of resistance and even fatigue.

However, what made Su Shang feel a little broken... was Su Cong who always lay down and fell asleep with a pen in his mouth beside him, but Su Cong was the best in every exam.

The head teacher changed from the appearance of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water to the appearance of Su Cong as a treasure for this transfer student who fell from the sky. Proud.

However, it's not that he can imagine how proud he can be in the future. What he cares about is the current rate of enrollment, which is related to his year-end bonus.

After all, Su Shang's foundation is too weak, no matter how powerful he is, he still doesn't have the power of nine chapters to learn these things thoroughly.

At the same time, besides Su Shang, Fang Li started to study hard.

"If I don't get into a good school...how can I brag with my brother in the future?" Fang Li took another sip of cold water, and immediately shivered. After rubbing his face, he continued to frown and began to memorize.

Su Shang looked helplessly at the side, he had almost finished writing the exercise book in his hand, although he didn't say he could get it all right, but he was probably satisfied with the formula mastery.

His weakness...is still physics and chemistry.

In ancient times, there was talk on paper, but there was no practice when there was time and talent. Now there is Su Shang, who can make explosives, but let him write it on paper. Su Shang, who is still surprised by electricity, said...it is really difficult.

Fang Li didn't look at it for a while, and lay down on the table, wanting to cry, humming and rereading the first sentence of one of the ancient texts repeatedly, "The road to Shu is difficult, the road to Shu is difficult...you say that's what's left. The exam will start in two months, what if you don’t pass the exam...is it difficult to get to the blue sky?”

"That's a good answer." Su Shang smiled. He is best at reciting ancient prose, probably because he was influenced by Su Cong for too long. In order to keep Su Cong's throne, all the secret correspondence he intercepted must be kept in the Memorize it by heart in the shortest time, even if you can't master it, you still have to silently say it word for word from beginning to end.

These ancient prose have been passed down for a long time, although the meanings of the remaining ones are more or less deviated, but Su Shang only needs to read it once, and he can recite it fluently.

Oh, it won't work if I write down the chemistry and physics.

Su Shang twitched the corner of his mouth, put down the language exercise book in his hand to consolidate, and turned to open a chemistry handbook, and took Su Cong's comparison, while sitting and facing the answer, to find the formula from it.

Su Cong squinted his eyes, got up from the table, then stretched lazily, leaned over to Su Shang and looked at the topic he was struggling with, then picked up the pen and bit off the cap of the pen with his mouth. He wrote down the correct formula: "This is the exam question of province S two years ago. Applying this formula can solve the 23 small questions on the next page at the same time."

Su Shang: "..."

Su Cong pursed his mouth, and grabbed Su Shang's hand to touch his stomach, "Ah Shang, I'm so hungry."

"It's class now." Su Shang withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and looked at the head teacher on the podium with raised eyebrows and her eyes.

The head teacher naturally couldn't turn his eyes away naturally, so Su Shang continued to lower his head and start working on the questions in satisfaction, and sometimes ignored Su Cong who was working hard and wronged.

Busy days always seem to go by very quickly. Fang Li, who was crying at the beginning and always said that time passed so slowly, started scratching his head and scratching his head when the exam was approaching, thinking that he hadn’t done anything, but what happened? It's all over.

It was not until the day of the exam, when standing at the entrance of the exam room, that Su Shang felt that the palms of his hands holding the schoolbag were a little wet: there were unwritten rules in the Jin and Yuan Dynasties that officers and men who had entered the court as officials were not allowed to take the imperial exam, even if you were just Once an insignificant foot soldier has his name and place of origin in the military register, he will no longer be eligible for the imperial examination in his life.

When he was young, his parents always hoped that he would one day be able to obtain fame and fame, and saved a few coins a month to buy some meat skin for him and his sister to satisfy his greed, and the rest was used for private schools.

But once the plague broke out in the border town, the small villages were inevitable, and the refugees scattered, extending from the border to the middle city.

After that, people cannibalized people, and the plague was uncontrollable. The imperial court sent troops to massacre the city, and then burned the city.

Not to mention getting fame, in that life, Su Shang even learned to read and write only after he stayed with Ao Bie in Ao Mansion.

At that time, he was already 15 years old.

However, at this moment, he was standing at the gate of the examination room, and the seats inside were still empty. He and Su Cong came very early today—the two did not know whether it was a coincidence or what, they were still in the front and back seats, and the test number There is only a difference of one number.

"What? Nervous?" The scanner in the hands of the invigilator signaled Su Shang to put his schoolbag on the table outside the classroom and go in with his three certificates. The young man subconsciously liked it, "Don't worry, just work hard, take it easy, and go in."

Su Shang tightly held the three thin certificates in his hands, seeing Su Cong who came in later and sat on the seat in front of him and smiled at him while the teacher was not paying attention, suddenly felt relieved.

"Ah Shang, don't worry, you will be the best." Su Cong blinked at him, and then drew a symbol like a test pen on the table with a pen.

Su Shang was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the students arriving in the examination room one after another and the teacher holding the examination paper with a serious face on the podium, and opened his mouth slightly in surprise after a while——Isn't it?