Chapter 69 Should the competition be so brutal?

The seven people held their breath in their hearts, and they decided to step on those self-important people harshly under their feet in the formal competition arena.

Then came Leng Xiangbai's poetry, Li Ziyu's fu, Zhu Shijing's arithmetic, and Jiang Zhou's debate. After several competitions, those students and teachers truly realized what cruelty was.

Leng Xiangbai's poems may not be comparable to those of literary masters, but they are better than those of other students in terms of artistic conception, charm, and rhythm, and that's enough.

In the blind review, he still won the first place in the poetry competition.

When it comes to composing fu, Li Ziyu, who was able to pass the imperial examination and become the top three, is definitely not an idiot with no fame or prestige.

The fu he wrote, whether it was its literary talent, rhythm, emphasis on describing scenery or expressing emotions through scenery, all won the praise of several judges.

Even if the scholars from other academies wanted to give particularly low scores, they were also concerned about their own literary accomplishment and appreciation level being criticized.

Therefore, even if there is selfish motive in giving the score, it is impossible to give a particularly low score.

What shocked the onlookers and students the most was Zhu Shijing's participation in the arithmetic competition and Jiang Zhou's amazing performance in the debate.

Before the arithmetic competition, Chi Changxu, a scholar from Huating Academy who had studied this subject extensively, showed a smug look to An Xin.

"Master An, I'm afraid your students won't be so optimistic about this astrology competition."

Ji Chang-wook believed that even if a small academy taught mathematics, the level of the courses would definitely not be very high.

It's good enough if they can solve ordinary arithmetic problems. If the arithmetic is more complicated, I'm afraid even the teachers themselves can't solve it.

The one who participated in the arithmetic competition from their academy this time was his direct disciple Huang Jiaxuan, who had inherited his true skills in arithmetic.

Ji Chang Wook didn't believe that the student taught by An Xin would get first place this time.

An Xin said she didn't care that the five judges excluded her from the arithmetic questions behind closed doors.

"Oh!" An Xin said lightly.

When Ji Chang Wook saw the still indifferent expression on An Xin's face, he almost choked to death.

Li Ziyu and others who followed An Xin to cheer for Zhu Shijing glanced at Chi Changxu with a haughty look, then slammed his sleeves and turned away.

Li Ziyu said to Zhu Shijing calmly, "If you don't crush the students from Huating Academy who are participating in this competition, you won't have to go to the academy when you return this time."

"My cousin's eyes are so scary," Zhu Shijing shrank his neck and saw everyone's serious expressions. His shrewd eyes flashed. He wondered if he had to be so cruel.

However, he had long been displeased with this scholar who often belittled his own chief.

An Rui: "Brother Jing, kill them."

Liu Boxing: "Yes, kill them."

Leng Xiangbai and Kong Xun looked approving.

The exam officially began. Zhu Shijing sat in his seat with a daunting task. Li Fangyu ordered people to distribute the arithmetic papers to the students taking the exam.

After reading the arithmetic questions on the test paper, Zhu Shijing curled his lips.

“……”That’s it, that’s it.

This is called a difficult problem. Even the arithmetic problems they usually do are much more difficult than this.

A quarter of an hour later.

The onlookers whispered quietly: "Fuck, look at that student, he handed in the paper so quickly."

The instructor of Leling County, Chi Changxu, who was good at arithmetic, and three others were all surprised to see Zhu Shijing handing in the paper in less than a quarter of an hour.

They looked a bit doubtful about life. Could the math problems they had spent so much time thinking about be so easy to solve?

Several people who were full of doubts said that the reason why they handed in the paper so quickly might be that the arithmetic questions they gave were too difficult. After reading the questions, the student knew that he would not be able to solve them no matter what, so he chose to give up.

Thinking in this way, the few of them calmed down and continued to observe the competition.

Gu Zhicheng recognized Zhu Shijing as An Xin's student. He looked at An Xin who was sitting beside him calmly and saw that there was no trace of nervousness on her face. Didn't she worry that the students she brought in would hand in blank papers?

An Xindang didn't notice the looks from the other people and curled his lips secretly. The arithmetic problems they had worked out after a long discussion were not even as difficult as the application problems for modern middle school students.

And she wants to stump the students she teaches, "..." Haha, wishful thinking.

When the arithmetic competition was over and the test papers of the top three were posted, the names that had been painted on them were revealed.

Several judges were stunned for a moment.

Chi Changxu, a scholar from Huating Academy who was well versed in numerology, was originally confident that his disciple Huang Jiaxuan had the best chance of winning first place in this competition.

But when he saw the top three test papers posted, he felt dizzy and muttered, "Impossible, this is impossible."

How could someone answer all the arithmetic problems that the five of them had carefully prepared correctly in such a short time?

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Liang Hongsheng, a scholar from Hanchen Academy, saw that the little prodigy Han Junbo, whom he brought with him, was still firmly in second place. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, I won't."

When everyone saw Zhu Shijing's name on the full-mark paper, some people started to wonder which academy this talented student came from.

Everyone here was still amazed that Zhu Shijing was able to solve the arithmetic problem that several scholars had spent several days to come up with in such a short time.

From the debate competition, a student was so stimulated by a little devil that he fainted during the debate.

Jiang Zhou saw Gao Zhihui lying on the ground pretending to be dead after losing the debate to him. He curled his lips in disdain and spread his hands, "Even in the competition, you can still encounter scammers. With such poor mental quality, why do you still want to participate in the debate competition?"

Everyone agreed with Jiang Zhou's point of view.

Mr. Gongsun Jin watched the debate from beginning to end.

Although Jiang Zhou's debate was sharp and fierce, it was not offensive and he arranged different concepts without confusing them.

Express your ideas and general concepts, make your point, and make others understand rather than be confused.

In this way, the winner of the debate can stick to his position, and the loser can also obtain the truth he seeks.

However, Gao Zhihui, the nephew of Gao Shilian from Tiande Academy, performed much worse in this debate.

He calls a deer a horse, like the maid's three-ear argument. He uses red tape as evidence, uses clever words to slander each other, and uses gorgeous words to steal concepts, attracting others but making them miss the point.

This will hinder the fundamental principles of academic research. The kind of behavior that is endless and aggressive, and that always requires others to admit defeat before stopping, is harmful to the gentleman's spirit.

Even more shameful is that he fainted from excitement when he lost the debate in the end, causing everyone to put pressure on the winner of the debate.

Gongsun Jin frowned and reflected, perhaps their four major academies had been in a high position for too long, and both the teachers and students in the academies looked down on those people from the smaller academies with arrogance.

The emergence of Wanhua Academy in Lin'an County this time broke the situation where every time the four major academies held a literary gathering, the first place was basically monopolized by students from these academies.

It also sounded a wake-up call to these arrogant academies and students, telling them that there is always someone better than you.

Don’t always think that your academy is invincible just because it is famous and its students have a high starting point.

(End of this chapter)