Zhao Rong arrived a little late.
It’s close to the time when we usually have evening self-study classes.
When he arrived at the entrance of Suixing Hall, most of the students in the hall had already arrived.
But the strange thing is that Yu Huaijin hasn't come yet.
The school was in chaos. Most of the students were whispering to each other, immersed in the relaxation after taking exams in two subjects.
Only a few students like Jia Tengying who usually bury their heads in their studies were reviewing on their own.
Like every time a figure appeared at the door, the appearance of Zhao Rong also made the students in the school subconsciously lower their voices.
However, after discovering that it was Zhao Rong, the voices in the school did not recover.
Zhao Rong felt all the eyes falling on him.
He ignored some of the weird, teasing and bored looks and walked straight to the back seat.
On the way, I could faintly hear some students around me muttering something like "How can he sleep?"
When they arrived at the seat, before Zhao Rong sat down, Fan Yushu next to him couldn't wait to say:
"Tzuyu, why did you leave so quickly during the music arts exam this afternoon? I hadn't even finished reviewing the questions, you didn't hand in a blank paper, did you? Everyone was talking about you... You didn't see it, you handed in your paper so quickly and left, Senior Yu's face went black at that time."
Fan Yushu didn't wait for Zhao Rong to explain, and sighed directly:
"Hey, Tzuyu, even if you don't like music, don't give up on yourself. Even if you play it randomly, it's not a big deal in the exam. You might get some points. I've tried it before, and the teachers are actually pretty nice... Just let them see you write it properly..."
Zhao Rong sat down directly, turned his head to look at Fan Yushu who started to talk about his life experience, and asked: "Have you finished asking questions?"
Fan Yushu was very polite and shook his head, "Not yet. Wait, what else did I want to ask you... Oh, by the way, Ziyu, I heard that you fell asleep during the Confucian classics test this morning?"
Zhao Rong said casually: "Don't you know it?"
Fan Yushu nodded and said, "Yes, I know, but I don't know the specific details. You didn't tell me, so I heard it from others. I didn't expect it to be so tortuous." He was quite interested and curious.
Zhao Rong was packing up his books when he paused: "What's the twist?"
Fan Yushu asked curiously, "Brother Ziyu, I heard that you didn't write a single word in the Confucian classics exam this morning and handed in a blank paper."
Just as Zhao Rong was about to speak, Jia Tengying, who was sitting in the front row, hurried over and asked with concern, "Brother Ziyu, I heard that you were sleeping during the Confucian Classics exam this morning and even talking in your sleep. The old invigilator called Meng Xuezheng over and is going to give you a serious demerit after the exam."
Zhao Rong: “…”
At this time, Xiao Hongyu and Li Xueyou passed by. Xiao Hongyu turned around and asked with a smile: "Brother Ziyu, I heard that you slept this morning because you did not come home last night and drank wine outside at Chunfanglou to have fun before the exam."
Zhao Rong: “???”
Li Xueyu, who was hiding behind the tall female companion, pulled Xiao Hongyu's sleeve and said seriously, "Hongyu, don't talk nonsense and just follow what others say."
Zhao Rong was speechless for a moment and asked, "Who told you this?"
The three of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Everyone says so."
Fan Yushu sighed and patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder. "It's not just in our Ruxing Hall that this is spreading, Ziyu. Plus, you left so early this afternoon. Now everything about you has spread throughout the six halls of the academy. Everyone is talking about you."
Zhao Rong's reaction was indifferent, and he shook his head, "Three people can make a tiger, and the innocent will be innocent."
After saying that, he opened his textbook and began to review with his head down, ignoring everything else.
Why be afraid of what people say?
Li Xueyu angrily pulled the big-mouthed Xiao Hongyu away. Jia Tengying wanted to say something but stopped. Then he looked around at the classmates who were pointing and talking, sighed, and returned to his front row seat.
Fan Yushu was very thick-skinned and didn't care about the looks around him. He patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder again.
"Take your claws away."
"Tzuyu, I believe in you."
"Trust me to take my paws away too."
"I believe you were waiting for me when you slept in the morning."
"???"
Just as Zhao Rong reluctantly slapped Fan Yushu's hand away, the Suixing Hall suddenly became quiet.
You can hear a pin drop.
All I could hear was some footsteps at the door.
Zhao Rong looked up and saw that it was Yu Huaijin who had arrived at her loyal Ruexingtang.
Ruxingtang is two completely different places when Senior Yu is present or not.
However, this time, Yu Huaijin did not come back alone, but was followed by a tall student with a gentle smile.
It was Han Wenfu, whom Zhao Rong hadn’t seen for some time.
As a result, the students of Ruxingtang, who were supposed to pretend to review seriously, couldn't help but turn their heads to look.
Before the two seniors came in, private discussions were going on.
"It's Senior Han from the Cultivation Hall."
Some people were looking forward to it, "Why is Senior Han here, and he is with Senior Yu, is there some kind of school reunion..."
Some people poured cold water on him, "There are still four exams tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Some people did very badly on the exam today. How can the senior organize a social gathering? Besides, given her personality, it's good enough that she didn't let you stay for extra lessons. Just be content..."
There are also little fans who say, "Senior Han is so handsome. He and Senior Yu are a perfect match. Moreover, their combined scores in the seven arts are the top two among all the students in our six halls."
Someone nodded. "I heard from the students in the monastic hall that in the scripture interpretation test this morning, Senior Han seemed to have gotten all the questions right. He even got the two most obscure questions right. In our school, it seems that only Senior Yu got all the questions right, right?"
"Senior Yu, how do you know? Didn't she never check the answers after the test? As for the others, the best ones, such as Brother Xueyou, Brother Yizhi, Brother Tengying, etc., all got nine correct answers and one wrong answer. I heard that there were not many people who could get eight correct answers in this time. Many people directly gave up on the following test questions. If you can't get eight out of ten correct answers on the test questions, you are not even qualified to answer them."
"Senior Yu didn't check the answers after the test, but isn't it a sure thing that she got all the answers right? Is there a time when she didn't get all the answers right?"
"Yeah, but I heard that even if you pass the scripture questions and can move on to the policy questions, don't think it's easy. I heard that the policy questions are very difficult. They actually test a sentence from the Tao Sutra. I heard that top students like Senior Han shook their heads after the test and said it was difficult to write..."
Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu heard it in the back row.
“Hahaha, Tzuyu, they’re a good match? Pretty girl and talented guy? Hahahahahaha, I’m dying of laughter… Help me, hahahaha…”
Fan Yushu, who was listening with his ears perked up, couldn't help laughing first. He covered his stomach with his hands and almost got a stitch in the side from laughing.
The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth also twitched.
They were not as rude as Fan Yushu, but the couple walking slowly towards them were indeed quite funny.
You see, Yu Huaijin has an ordinary appearance, a thin figure, and always has a serious face.
Han Wenfu is a standard template of a campus celebrity, with excellent grades, tall stature, a good-looking appearance, and a warm smile on his face every day.
However, the result was that Han Wenfu wanted to follow Yu Huaijin every day, hoping to gain his favor by showing off his looks.
In Zhao Rong's own words, this is a real dog licker.
So, logically speaking, this should be true love. Maybe she just likes Yu Huaijin's style and likes to be strictly disciplined with a ruler... everyone murmured.
But unfortunately, Yu Huaijin didn't react at all.
Everyone in the academy knew what Han Wenfu was thinking, but it seemed that Yu Huaijin was the only one who didn't know. She was like a wooden person and seemed to treat Han Wenfu as a tool.
In the academy, most students think that Han Wenfu is affectionate, but Zhao Rong, who is very good at identifying bootlickers, evaluates Han Wenfu as... weird, either a traitor or a thief.
Yu Huaijin walked into the classroom podium and looked at the audience who had become quiet.
Han Wenfu sat down in an empty seat at the door and looked around the room with a smile.
Yu Huaijin said directly:
"Everyone, please stop writing. Don't check your answers for the two subjects you have already taken during the day. It will affect your mood. Now we should focus on the four subjects we will take the next two days: chess, painting, calligraphy, and poetry."
She paused, and scanned the entire room, including the corner seat where Zhao Rong was sitting. Seeing that all the students had arrived on time, the senior from the Ruxing Hall said directly, "I asked you all to come here tonight for the final review before the exam. I will invite four students who are good at the four arts to come on stage and give lectures. You must concentrate on listening and not be distracted."
All the students nodded, then suddenly realized something and looked at Han Wenfu who was smiling and nodding.
This senior Han should have been invited by senior Yu to teach them the art of poetry. He was a recognized poet in the academy in the past.
As for the teachers for the other three arts... everyone turned around and looked for them.
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