When Ji Yu got up in the morning, Shen Chaochao had already prepared breakfast.

Ji Yu drank a mouthful of porridge, picked up a steamed bun, and couldn't help but praise: "Our Chao Chao is too hardworking!"

Shen Chaochao didn't expect to be praised for making breakfast by herself for the first time, and she was so happy.

"I'm going to the classroom first! I'll be back for lunch at noon. If you have nothing to do in the morning, you can walk around the school."

After saying this, Ji Yu left the dormitory carrying his schoolbag.

The teachers' dormitory is very close to the teaching building, and Ji Yu reached the classroom in just three minutes.

Ji Yu knocked on the door: "Hello, I am the student who is here to register today."

It just so happened that the class in the classroom was Chinese. The Chinese language had already been learned, and this class just happened to be for some people to recite.

As a result, I called on several students in a row. They had no problem reciting the article, but their understanding of the article was insufficient.

"Did you transfer from No. 1 High School?" asked the Chinese teacher.

Ji Yu nodded and said, "Yes, teacher."

"Then stand at the door and recite the "Preface to Sending Off Ma Sheng of Dongyang"!"

After hearing what the teacher said, Ji Yu recited aloud without hesitation: "I loved studying when I was young, but my family was poor and I had no access to books. I would borrow books from people who had collections, and copy them by hand, returning them on a certain day. It was very cold, and the inkstone was frozen..."

Ji Yu reviewed all other subjects in the past half month, and what surprised him most was the Chinese subject. No matter whether it was decades ago or decades later, some excellent articles would never be erased from the textbooks.

Just like Zhu Ziqing's "Venice", Cao Yu's "Thunderstorm" and Shakespeare's "The Merchant of Venice".

There are also "Fish I Want" and "Zhuang Bao Meets Mencius" from Mencius. Or "Pao Ding Cuts Up an Ox" from Zhuangzi.

Du Mu's "Fu on Afang Palace", Jia Yi's "On the Qin Dynasty", Su Shi's "Nian Nujiao: Nostalgia for the Past at Chibi", and Xin Qiji's "Yong Yule: Nostalgia for the Past at Beiguting in Jingkou".

The charm of language has been engraved in the bones of the people from the beginning to the end. Even if the language books have been changed later, the classics will always be classics.

Soon, Ji Yu recited the entire article in a loud voice without pausing for a moment.

"You have recited it very well. Then tell me, in what three aspects does the article show the difficulty of seeking a teacher?"

After hearing the teacher's question, Ji Yu thought for a moment and then said, "It is difficult to become a disciple (to brave the cold and snow to seek a teacher in other places), it is difficult to seek advice (often being scolded), and it is difficult to seek advice from a teacher after adulthood..."

After hearing Ji Yu's words, the Chinese teacher nodded in satisfaction and said, "As expected, you transferred from No. 1 High School, and your basic skills haven't fallen behind at all. But come earlier tomorrow, as the morning reading session at No. 2 High School starts at 5:30..."

Ji Yu nodded, then found an empty seat and sat down.

The boy next to him quickly leaned over to talk to Ji Yu: "The Chinese teacher said that the class starts at 5:30, and other classes start at 6:30, but he insists on starting an hour earlier..."

Ji Yu ignored him.

He kept talking: "You transferred from No. 1 High School! What do you think? The admission rate of No. 1 High School is much better than ours. You look quite old. How many years have you repeated a grade..."

Ji Yu still ignored him. Then the Chinese teacher's chalk head passed in front of his eyes and hit the man next to him heavily.

"Kong Wenming, stand up."

The teacher roared, and Kong Wenming stood up dejectedly.

"Hello, teacher."

Seeing Kong Wenming's playful smile, the Chinese teacher was furious: "You call yourself Wenming, but how can you be called Wenming? You even have the same last name as Confucius. You are a complete illiterate..."

"Teacher, don't say that. I am illiterate, so what are you teaching me?"

Listening to his playful tone, the Chinese teacher became more and more angry: "Recite "Fish and I Want It" for me again!"

Kong Wenming stuttered as he recited: "Fish is what I want; bear's paw is what I want too. I cannot have both, so I give up fish for bear's paw. Life is what I want; righteousness is what I want too. I cannot have both, so I give up life for righteousness. Life is what I want too, but there are things I want more than life, so..."

Seeing Kong Wenming's pleading eyes, Ji Yu reminded him, "So don't do it for the sake of mediocrity."

Kong Wenming quickly continued to recite: "So I won't do anything for the sake of gaining something; death is also what I hate, there are things I hate more than death, so ..."

Ji Yu reminded him again: "Therefore, there are dangers that cannot be avoided."

"So there are dangers that cannot be avoided. If people are made to desire nothing more than life, then... then..."

Seeing Kong Wenming stuck three times, the Chinese teacher walked up to him and knocked his head with a book. He then stared at Ji Yu next to him and said, "Since you like to remind him so much, you recite it."

"If what people want is nothing more than life, then why not use everything that can help them live? If what people hate is nothing more than death, then why not do everything that can help them avoid death? In this way, life will be…"

"A bowl of rice and a bowl of bean soup. If you get it, you will live. If you don't get it, you will die..."

Soon Ji Yu finished memorizing the entire article.

The Chinese teacher said, "Since you are so proficient in reciting, the task of supervising Kong Wenming's recitation will be given to you."

"Teacher, don't be like this! I just can't recite it. I still can't recite it even if you make things difficult for him. I am not born with a brain that is good at studying, and I am delaying his studies." Kong Wenming is very loyal.

The teacher ignored Kong Wenming's resistance and continued to ask people to recite.

The morning class passed quickly and Ji Yu was still used to it.

At noon, Ji Yu planned to go back to eat. When he walked out of the teaching building with Kong Wenming, he found that Shen Chaochao was waiting for him downstairs.

And Shen Dabao, who walked out of the teaching building next to him, also saw Shen Chaochao.

"Second sister." Shen Dabao greeted warmly.

Ji Yu walked over and took Shen Chaochao's hand, using herself to separate the two of them.

"Is this your sister? Or Shen Dabao's sister?" Kong Wenming, who was joining in the fun, joked as he looked at the intimacy between the two.

"This is my wife." Ji Yu explained.

Shen Chaochao thought Ji Yu would find it embarrassing and hide their relationship! Unexpectedly, Ji Yu openly admitted his identity.

But when he thought about his appearance and was afraid of embarrassing Ji Yu, Shen Chaochao lowered his head lower and lower.

"Chao Chao is here to wait for me to go back for dinner." Ji Yu pulled Shen Chao Chao and was about to leave.

When Shen Dabao heard about the meal, he felt that there was something delicious, and he quickly said, "Second sister, brother-in-law, take me with you for dinner! I'm tired of eating in the school cafeteria."

When Ji Yu heard him shamelessly asking for free food and drinks, he also felt that Shen Dabao was really thick-skinned. The relationship between the two families had become strained, and he didn't believe that Shen Dabao didn't know.

Shen Chaochao suddenly said, “We didn’t have money to buy rice and noodles, so we just cooked some steamed bread and sweet potato soup at home.”

Ji Yu was surprised to find that this little girl could actually lie.

As expected, Shen Dabao frowned when he heard about sweet potato soup, and quickly waved his hand and said, "Then I'd better go to the cafeteria to eat. At least there is rice and vegetables in the cafeteria."

As soon as Shen Dabao left, Shen Chaochao happily held Ji Yu's hand and walked back.