Why not carry her away, there’s no way to save her... Xi Ruonan began to think about whether to drag this girl away.

"His face isn't even showing, what's so handsome about him? But why does his figure look familiar to me..." She frowned slightly, "Also, why is he sleeping in the middle of the morning? The get out of class just ended, is he sleeping in class?"

"What do you know? This is what a real academic master is." The sweet-looking female student covered her heart with her hands, staring at Zhao Ziyu who was sleeping soundly in the last row of seats. She said seriously, "I've heard from seniors in previous years that some gifted students are like this. They appear to be drowsy and listless all day long, and don't read at all, but they can sleep and stay in the first place in the school. Those who seem to study hard every day are actually studying too hard."

Seeing that her friend was about to start mumbling again, Xi Ruonan interrupted him quickly, "Okay, stop being a fangirl here, he's outside... So what should we do now? How about we go and call him out? Do you know anyone in Ruxing Hall?"

"He is sleeping. It would be bad to wake him up." Bai Shuisu hesitated.

"Then let's go back and not disturb them..."

"No!" Bai Shuisu said anxiously, but then she saw her friend looking at her with a half-smile on her face. It was obvious that she had said that on purpose. The girl blushed and muttered softly, "Since I'm here... I just want to ask you something. Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xi Ruonan sneered and said "silly". Bai Shuisu blushed and showed the manuscript in his arms to his friend. He said with great enthusiasm: "This article is so beautiful. Not only does it describe the beautiful goddess who I met by chance, but it also vividly depicts the ethereal and unattainable love between humans and gods. I really don't know how he wrote it!"

The sweet girl turned around and asked, "Ruonan, didn't you secretly copy a copy before and also want to ask for advice?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go get them. You wait here..."

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Zhao Rong actually did not point wrong, his seat was indeed in the last row, and the two strange female students were asking about Zhao Ziyu's seat, so his answer was correct. As for whether his deskmate Yu Shu would be mistaken for him, that was not his concern.

In fact, this phenomenon of coming here to inquire and make friends is not limited to this one. It has been going on since today's morning class. During breaks, students from other schools have come to visit and wandered around the school gate, either to pay homage to the "holy face" or to ask for advice on poetry and prose. What's more, some even directly asked to make friends with "Zhao Ziyu of Ruxing Hall" by name.

Regardless of whether they were male or female friends, Zhao Rong felt that he already had enough, so after seeing the situation clearly, he decisively rushed out to use the toilet during the last two breaks to avoid the limelight...

When Zhao Rong returned to the school on time for his last class of the morning, before he could breathe a sigh of relief that the morning was finally over, he caught a glimpse of Fan Yushu, who looked like a sad and abandoned woman.

Zhao Rong said casually: "Oh, you woke up?"

“Zi Yu…” Fan Yushu leaned forward and was pushed away by Zhao Rong.

"Wipe your saliva."

Fan Yushu wiped his mouth and complained, "Ziyu, you are not kind. I came to see you, why are you pointing at me?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Rong asked innocently.

Fan Yushu sighed, "I just asked them, and they said it was you who I was referring to. I was sleeping soundly and was suddenly called out. I was really confused. And they were two acquaintances. I met them at some holiday gatherings organized by the elders before... It was so embarrassing just now. They also saw me sleeping in the school. If they tell about it at the New Year gatherings... It's over, it's over, my father will skin me alive."

Zhao Rong patted his friend on the shoulder and consoled him: "Think positively, at least you can still have a New Year's Eve dinner before you die, and you don't have to die of starvation."

Fan Yushu: “……?”

The morning class ended with Zhao Rong comforting his friend. He thought that the commotion in the morning was just the peak of the wave of winning the championship in the academy, and the wave would subside in a few days. However, Zhao Rong did not expect that this was just the beginning. In the next two days, not only did many female students rush over after class to admire his handsome face - Zhao Rong was sure that this must be the main reason - but they also came to ask for advice from him. Even the art teachers in class were particularly curious about him, especially Mr. Si, who taught music, who asked as soon as he entered the room, "Who got six points in music this time?" After saying this, Mr. Si himself laughed, which caused everyone to laugh, and only someone tactfully lowered his head and coughed.

However, compared to escaping from his original unknown situation and receiving special care from the teachers, what bothered Zhao Rong the most was that several of his full-score test papers were posted by teachers of various subjects as templates and models, and then, as expected, were copied and circulated in the academy. The ones that were circulated among the students in the six halls were mainly "Li Shen Fu" of poetry and art, the test questions of classics and art, and his calligraphy of "A Deep Window" in the calligraphy examination.

In fact, Zhao Rong felt a little embarrassed about this situation. After all, he didn't expect his test paper to be posted by the teachers during the exam...

But he was somewhat thankful that the "Three Beauties of the Qi Family" used in the painting exam was not included in the list and was not published by Mr. Duan. Otherwise, Zhao Rong felt that he would be really doomed, and if it was really released, he would probably be labeled as "not a serious person"... But he didn't know if these endless "visitors" would decrease if it really happened. Could this be considered a blessing in disguise?

In addition to these, winning the exam really made Zhao Rong famous, and the news even spread beyond the academy, causing a stir in the college. In the past few days after school, in addition to receiving enthusiastic invitations from some students and classmates to get together on holidays, Zhao Rong also received several invitations to literary gatherings in the academy. Zhao Rong was a little curious, and guessed that it should be the influence of the essay he wrote as a student that received full marks, and those scholar brothers learned about it, so they curiously sent him invitations.

However, Zhao Rong was busy on his day off and had no time to join in the fun, so he politely declined and did not want to participate in this kind of academy social life for the time being.

After two days of excitement, the excitement over the exam results finally died down. During this time, Zhao Rong couldn't help but find an opportunity to ask Yu Huaijin curiously, "Brother Huaijin won first place before, and there was also such excitement after the results were announced?"

Yu Huaijin glanced at him, then silently did a move that Zhao Rong had become very familiar with in the past few days... He pulled out a handwritten manuscript from his sleeve, and said with a stern face: "Brother Ziyu, can you tell me why this test question on the meaning of the classics is so difficult to solve..."

Zhao Rong: “…”

Finally, the monthly holiday of the academy was coming. On the afternoon before the holiday, there were two calligraphy classes. Zhao Rong was supposed to be the substitute teacher, but for some reason, Mr. Zhu, who had always been lazy, suddenly sent his servant to inform Zhao Rong that she would come to teach these two classes. Zhao Rong was a little curious, but he had no objection. Besides, it seemed that he hadn't seen Zhu Yourong for several days... Before the bell rang for class, Zhao Rong sat down in his seat and waited for the arrival of a busty female teacher with other students...

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