In his previous life, Cui Xian was a PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a prestigious university.
In this life, he has transmigrated into an impoverished family in ancient times.
...Wu Qinglan was in the ear room, angrily writing "A rotten tree cannot be carved".
An absurd thought even came to his mind: the loser who wrote this calligraphy is probably not even as good as Pei Jian, the dude!
In this world, there are people who are more stupid than Pei Jian.
It's really surprising.
“A-choo!”
After class, Pei Jian just walked out of the classroom and sneezed violently.
How strange! Is there someone cursing me behind my back?
Pei Jian rubbed his nose suspiciously.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw his younger brother standing in the corridor waiting, his eyes rolled and he pretended to continue sneezing loudly.
When Cui Xian heard the noise, he showed a worried expression and ran over to ask with concern: "Brother, are you still not well?"
Pei Jian nodded quickly and said bitterly: "Yes, yes, I have been feeling uncomfortable all morning. But I have always been diligent and hardworking, so I have to come to school even if I am sick... cough cough..."
Cui Xian blinked his eyes and said, "Brother, you were sneezing non-stop just now, and now you are coughing? What is wrong with you? Should we go see a doctor?"
Oh no, I accidentally installed it wrong!
Pei Jian almost couldn't hold it in when he heard this: "Ahem... Achoo... Ahem... It's probably not a serious illness, no need to see a doctor... Ahem. It's probably because of the recent busy schoolwork and the stress. I'll take half a day off this afternoon and just rest at home... Ahem."
In fact, there is no need for Young Master Pei to ask for leave. He can just not come to school if he wants to.
But I can’t tell this to you, brother.
Cui Xian knew this very well, but he couldn't rush into encouraging students to study. It takes a process to go from a poor student to a top student.
So he nodded in agreement: "Okay, then have a good rest at home this afternoon. I was just in the corridor, watching you studying hard in class and discussing knowledge with the teacher from afar. I really admire you."
"What a pity! I won't be able to see big brother's dashing and heroic appearance this afternoon."
Oh my god!
Is this young master so handsome when he is studying hard?
Pei Jian was so excited by the praise that he blurted out, "It doesn't matter. We will come to the school tomorrow."
After saying that, he began to regret it.
But Cui Xian was very happy: "That's great, big brother, you are both smart and hardworking. No wonder even the teacher in the school praises you as a genius. You will definitely be the top scholar in the future!"
What a coincidence.
Just as Cui Xian finished speaking, Master Wu came out angrily from the ear room.
Wu Qinglan was already in a bad mood because of that extremely ugly calligraphy.
Now, hearing Cui Xian praising Pei Jian again with such "no bottom line", he immediately repeated in a sarcastic tone: "You will definitely win the first place in the imperial examination in the future!"
Of course, when saying this, Master Wu's eyes were fixed on Pei Jian with a subtle expression.
Pei Jian: “…”
Why is it that every time I praise myself, this old man hears it?
So angry!
Pei Jian's face flushed. He was unusually lacking the confidence to argue with Wu Qinglan. He dragged Cui Xian away in disgrace.
Wu Qinglan was in a good mood for no reason and ignored Pei Jian.
He stood in the corridor, scanning the servants and book boys who were lingering in the school like an eagle, with a suspicious look on his face.
Who is that piece of rotten wood that is even worse than Pei Jian?
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Funiu Lane.
On the way home from school.
Cui Xian looked puzzled: "Brother, why did we run away just now? The teacher was praising you for being the top scholar in the future!"
Now that there were no outsiders around, Pei Jian no longer felt ashamed or embarrassed.
He felt like he was okay again.
Seeing Cui Xian’s small body, he had to carry a book box and hold an umbrella.
Pei Jian, who was slightly taller, took the bookcase and put it on his back, saying proudly, "Be low-key, do you understand? I, your elder brother, started learning at the age of three, practiced calligraphy at the age of four, wrote poems at the age of five, and read the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of six."
"It's Nanyang Prefecture... No, it's a genius prodigy who is famous in Henan Province! If he wins the first place in the imperial examination in the future, won't it be easy for him?"
"The teacher has been praising me endlessly every time he sees me over the years, saying that I have the potential to be the top scholar. I have heard so much that my ears are almost callused, so I run away as soon as I see him."
"Alas, excellence is also a burden."
Cui Xian: “…”
You are such a boaster.
Even though he was complaining in his heart, Cui Xian still looked amazed: "Wow! I knew that big brother was powerful, but I didn't expect him to be this powerful!"
"Oh, it's just so-so. Henan ranks third."
Pei Jian was very pleased with himself, and after a moment he seemed to have thought of something and said, "When you praise me in the future, just praise me in private, not in public, or people will think we are too high-profile."
Cui Xian's mouth twitched and he nodded: "I'm grateful for your advice. Big brother is really thoughtful."
The two of them sang in unison, walked side by side, and chatted seriously.
Didn't notice at all.
On the side of Funiu Lane, three teenagers, about ten years old, were following them stealthily and heard their conversation clearly.
At first, the three of them just looked at each other, winked and tried to hold back their laughter.
In the end, I couldn't bear it anymore.
“Puff.”
I don’t know who laughed first, but then as if a valve was opened, the three of them burst into laughter.
“Hahahahahahaha!”
"Writing poetry at the age of five... a talent for being the number one scholar. Hahahahahaha, I am dying of laughter."
"Pei Jian, how dare you!"
This unbridled and familiar laughter made Pei Jian, who was walking triumphantly in front, suddenly stiffen.
Then.
Pei Jian turned around slowly, and as expected, he saw his three friends who were laughing so hard that his face turned red.
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