The deputy director of the Gentlemen's Academy was Yang Du, an official whom the emperor had found from who-knows-where. This man appeared out of nowhere and became the de facto person in charge of the Gentlemen's Academy.
When Xiao Zhixing arrived, everyone else had already arrived, but so far only students from Shengjing and Zhongzhou were there; those from other places were on their way.
Quite coincidentally, each of the other states only had one person, which meant there were originally twenty-three people.
Now, with the addition of seven girls, there are exactly thirty people.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
After exchanging greetings with everyone, Xiao Zhixing asked Yang Du, who had received them, "Professor Yang, haven't they all arrived?"
Why are you all sitting in the hall without moving? Are you all just sitting there, sipping tea and spacing out?
Yang Du replied casually, "There is still one person who has not arrived."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Lin was pushed in by a eunuch.
Xiao Zhixing raised an eyebrow. This guy was actually sent by the emperor? Was it because the emperor discovered his extraordinary courage and sent him here to test him?
Zhao Lin, pale-faced, bowed to the crowd, still the same weak and introverted man. Who would have known that he was a ruthless person who could break his own leg?
After they had exchanged greetings, Yang Du said, "Please follow me, gentlemen."
Passing through the door on the left side of the hall, you are greeted by a large palace with dozens of bookshelves reaching to the ceiling, filled with books.
The area around the bookshelves, against the wall, has been divided into several small rooms, numbering about thirty.
The small room is furnished with tables, chairs, and writing implements, clearly a lavishly furnished classroom for each student.
There are also several rows of shared tables and chairs in the middle.
Yang Du cupped his hands in greeting to them, saying, "This is where you will be studying for the next few months. Please choose your own study room."
All the rooms were the same, so Xiao Zhixing randomly picked the second one on the right, with Li Wenxiu and Lin Rushu following him.
The girls all followed her and chose the right side.
The boys, of their own volition, chose the bookshelf on the left.
Yang Du added, “At the Gentleman’s Academy, students have complete freedom of movement and can browse all the books. There is a small test every seven days with no limit on the questions, and students are ranked according to their scores. There is a major test once a month, and students are ranked by their total scores after graduation.”
Everyone was surprised.
Huo Baijun waved his hand and asked, "No one to teach you? Where are the teachers? Where are the PhDs?"
Yang Du nodded, "No, please study on your own."
He left after saying that, without saying another word.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Xiao Zhixing went out of his room to look at the bookshelves.
It is divided into categories such as classics, history, philosophy, literature, astronomy, geography, mathematics, strategy, military tactics, folk customs, etc., just like a library on Earth, with clear and detailed classifications.
The others followed suit and went to examine the books.
Li Wenxiu found her favorite rare arithmetic book and couldn't put it down. "This is actually a lost ancient book?"
Xiong Chumo pulled out a rare book on military strategy, saying, "It covers everything; there's bound to be a book we like."
Wow, this is practically an open university model, where learning depends entirely on self-discipline.
Xiao Zhixing pulled out a book on astronomy and geography, walked to the central public area, sat down, and quickly flipped through it.
The girls instinctively followed her lead, each finding a book they liked and sitting down.
The boys touched their noses, hesitating whether to go over or go to the hut to check on themselves.
Huo Baijun, still shameless, pulled Xiong Chumo and Mu Zixi over.
Li Jun smiled and walked over to sit on the other side.
The other teenagers looked at each other and then sat down one by one. Liu Zizai even kindly moved two chairs aside so that Nian Chenghan and Zhao Lin's wheelchairs could fit in.
Xiao Zhixing observed everyone's behavior and smiled.
They are all wonderful people.
Once they were engrossed in their books, the live stream chat became lively.
[Red comment: I don't know how to describe this feeling.]
[Green comment: Isn't it wonderful? Too bad it's just an illusion.]
[Yellow comment: Hahaha, when they're doing ***** in the future, tsk tsk.]
[Green comment: It's different now, completely different. Not only are there seven more girls, but Huo Baijun, Xiong Chumo, Mu Zixi, Nian Chenghan, Zhang Zhong, and Zhao Lin are also new additions. In our world, none of them have ever entered the Gentleman's Academy.]
[Green comment: Yes, Feng Min and Zhang Dun have been replaced, and the number of people has increased by half. Everything is different now. I'm looking forward to the story that follows. Just looking at these amazing young men and women fills me with hope.]
[Yellow comment: Absolutely, they are the ancestors of my Qian Yuan Interstellar galaxy, the most dazzling existence.]
[Green comment: Although it might sound a bit pessimistic, we still need to be careful of history taking unexpected turns...]
[Yellow comment: If you can't speak properly, shut up!!]
The barrage of comments is lively, while the gentleman's courtyard is peaceful and serene.
Xiao Zhixing rarely had a quiet time to read, but she had a photographic memory and read quickly, finishing the book in no time.
Looking up, I saw that Nian Chenghan had also finished reading a book.
Xiao Zhixing got up to put the books away. As he passed by, he casually took one of his books and put it back in its place. Then he casually picked up a similar book and went to find his own.
When I returned the book to him, I discovered that he was reading a book about folklore.
Nian Chenghan bowed to her and thanked her, the tips of his ears seeming to turn red.
Xiao Zhixing waved his hand to indicate that he was welcome and returned to his seat to continue.
Everyone involuntarily glanced at their silent exchange, and Li Wenxiu chuckled to himself.
The others were very serious.
Xiao Zhixing simply pulled the chair back a bit, lifted and crossed his legs, placed them on the high back of an empty chair next to him, and flipped through the book in a relaxed and unrestrained posture.
Everyone: ...
Huo Baijun felt envious and hesitant. Looking at the others, he finally gave up learning. He thought to himself, "Forget it, I can't be that carefree and unrestrained."
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