Chapter 64 Chapter 64 How can Xiaoshanchang tolerate being despised?
These words were heard by Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai who had just finished registering. The two turned around and went to the place where they would register for poetry and prose.
When they turned around, they saw Kong Xun signing up for calligraphy. The quality of one's handwriting can also reflect the depth of one's knowledge.
The three of them smiled at each other.
They can allow others to laugh at themselves, but are unwilling to let anyone look down on their own little mountain chief. Isn't it just a matter of how much knowledge they have stored in their stomachs?
Their father, the headmaster of the family, collected a room full of books, almost all of which they had read, and at the request of the big devil, he even wrote annotations for them.
In terms of knowledge reserves, they cannot claim to be the best among all the students, but they are definitely not the worst either.
On their way back, Zhu Shijing and Jiang Zhou also heard people around them talking about An Xin, saying that she was a woman with no self-awareness and how could she be invited to be a judge of the Baichuan Academy Literary Meeting.
After hearing this, the two men suddenly stopped, and Zhu Shijing reached out and grabbed Jiang Zhou who was about to argue with others.
He turned around and walked to the arithmetic registration area and registered his name.
Zhu Shijing was such a smart and talented person that he understood very well that only the excellence of students like them could prove the extraordinary knowledge of their teacher An Xin.
Without the guidance of teachers, where would their knowledge come from? This is wiser than for them to quarrel with others.
After coming back, when a few people talked about it, An Xin's perfect willow-shaped eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"Didn't we agree to come here for fun? My goodness, how come you signed up for all the projects? What motivated you?" An Xin thought for a moment and opened his eyes wide: "You guys are not doing this just for the money, are you?"
“???” Not really, right, right.
Several people looked up at the sky, down at the ground and elsewhere silently. They could say that they were being looked down upon and felt angry and uncomfortable. So they changed their initial mentality of just playing around and signed up for several other projects that could prove their knowledge.
An Xin looked at their expressions and suddenly thought of the ridicule from those people before, and asked, "You won't be affected by what those people said, right?"
Seeing that they didn't look at her, An Xin understood immediately that she had guessed it right.
"Not really! It's just that people look down on you. Your little headmaster is such a fragile person."
Zhu Shijing, Jiang Zhou and others glanced at their little headmistress who was holding her head high. With her current state, who could possibly think she was weak?
An Xin continued: "Anyway, this judge was given for free, and was originally used for fun.
I was thinking that I could have a good seat as a spectator during your competition, without having to squeeze with others below.
Why are you so desperate and still want to be an all-round player in this Baichuan Academy literary conference?"
The main idea expressed by An Xin is that she doesn't care what those people say at all, she just treats them as if they are talking nonsense.
Finally, everyone signed up. Li Ziyu and the others knew that their headmaster didn't care about those false names, so they didn't withdraw their names.
It is not easy for An Xin to encounter such a large-scale literary gathering where students compete with each other. If they want to play, let them play.
As for the ranking, whether she gets slapped in the face or not, it doesn’t matter to her since she is thick-skinned.
An Rui and Liu Boxing came back, followed by Chen Shaoxuan.
"Cousin, I signed up for the recitation. I feel that my memory has been getting better and better over the past two years because of you. Maybe I can get a place in this, get a reward or something, and earn some pocket money."
"You little brat, when did I ever bully you? Stop slandering me." An Xin turned around to get support from others, but saw Zhu Shijing and Jiang Zhou looking at him with approving expressions.
"That's enough! I'm such a gentle person, how could I torture my students?" An Xin felt aggrieved.
Kong Xun raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, suppressing the upturned corners of his mouth. Seeing how relaxed and happy the relationship between teacher and student was, he felt deeply envious.
Although he was the son of a tutor, the teacher hired by his family when he was young was very pedantic and rigid. He had never felt such a joyful interaction between teachers and students.
After registering, it was almost noon, so An Xin and the others prepared to go back for lunch.
At this time, a servant came over, bowed, and said, "Master Anshan, my dean has asked me to come and invite you to attend the judges' banquet."
An Xin raised her eyebrows. Being a judge was good for her because she could earn a living. However, she had to attend social events, which made her hesitate.
"Go ahead." Li Ziyu said.
Their little boy is so outstanding. If I don't go, I'd think I'd be afraid of them.
"Yes, since all the judges are invited to the banquet, the young principal should go." Kong Xun also suggested.
An Xin no longer hesitated and said to the servant who was leading the way, "Let's go."
It wasn't that she was timid and ashamed to be seen, but she simply didn't like socializing, which was why she hesitated for a moment.
6◇9◇Book◇Bar
In the hall of Baichuan Academy which is specially used for receiving guests.
An Xin walked in and bowed to Mr. Gongsun Jin, who was sitting behind the desk at the top seat.
"You don't have to be so polite, my friend An. Please sit down."
An Xin looked at the old man who looked like a child yesterday, and now sat there pretending to be serious, and couldn't help but sigh.
When other people saw An Xin come in, some looked down on her, some looked down on her, and some despised her, but no one looked at her straight in the eye.
An Xin had no feelings about this and bowed to Gongsun Jin, "Thank you, Mr. Gongsun."
An Xin looked at the small low tables placed on both sides. People were sitting at the back of the tables, leaving only one seat at the very end, which was needless to say, reserved for her.
Since she has the least qualifications, she should sit at the end.
Old Mr. Gongsun looked at An Xin sitting at the last seat with a calm face, and nodded secretly. Not fighting or competing, not arrogant or impatient, and knowing oneself clearly, this mentality is much better than many people.
If An Xin knew what Gongsun Jin was thinking, he would definitely say that he was overthinking.
It doesn't matter where you eat. What's the point of delaying your meal just to fight for a position in the front or back?
"Mr. An Xiaoshan, I wonder how a woman like you can be a judge for this literary gathering. I am very curious."
There were more than a dozen scholars sitting on both sides of the banquet hall, all looking at a middle-aged man sitting in the front seat with schadenfreude as he attacked An Xin.
To everyone's disappointment, they did not see An Xin's shame. She only took a sip of the tea in her hand and said calmly, "I just picked it up casually. Do you have any objections?!"
When people think of An Xin, they will feel ashamed, angry, and quarrelsome, but no one expected her to be so calm and give such an answer.
They turned their eyes to Gongsun Jin who was sitting at the top. An Xin spoke so nonchalantly, which made everyone more curious about how she became the judge.
(End of this chapter)