After the exam, the group returned to the provincial capital and waited anxiously for the results of the college entrance examination.
Wang Tong was relatively calm because he had a premonition that if nothing unexpected happened, he would "accidentally" fail the exam again this time.
Han Zeyu thought it was good that he failed the exam. Instead of relying on him, the eldest sister might as well rely on her son!
He thought the boy was quite smart. It is said that nephews resemble their uncles. He hoped that the child's IQ would be like his uncle's.
Han Zecang was not calm at all. He was like an ant on a hot pan, running around in a panic.
Han Zeyu kicked him and said disdainfully, "Standing out is like being stabbed, and so is shrinking. There's no point in getting anxious. If you really want to go around in circles, go to the backyard and change the grinding wheel. It's getting tired from grinding."
Han Zecang was speechless. Three years ago, he competed with Mule for family status and was defeated miserably.
Three years later, he had fallen to the point where he had to compete with Menzi for work.
If he fails the exam this time, he won't dare to think about waiting for another three years...
Fortunately, it only took three days for the college entrance examination results to be announced, and Han Zecang finally got his revenge before he was beaten to death by his eldest brother.
Su Shien fanned her husband with a fan while looking at the government gate thoughtfully.
"Don't you find it strange?"
Han Zeyu was confused. Why was this so strange? Wasn't he waiting for the results here three years ago?
Remembering that Yu Ge'er didn't understand any of this, Su Shi'en patiently explained, "The examination for the scholar should be held in the prefectural capital, but this year everyone went to the provincial capital to take the exam, and the number of garrison troops there doesn't seem right."
Han Zeyu blinked, indicating that he didn't understand. What did the court affairs have to do with him?
"Gathering all the students in the provincial capital, with everyone's attention focused on the Autumn Examination, what else could they be doing? They must be trying to find something in the provincial capital!"
One province governs twelve prefectures, six directly-governed prefectures, three directly-governed departments, and nearly one hundred county towns.
"I just don't know which specific prefecture the court wants to investigate. It has nothing to do with me anyway, so I don't need to understand."
Su Shien was silent. "You didn't understand? If you did understand, how would you analyze it?"
"You keep saying you're a poor student. I really want to go to your world and see how awesome a top student can be."
Han Zeyu instantly became alert, alarm bells blaring in his heart. He bluffed, "What are you looking at? What's so good about it? Can a top student be as good-looking as me?"
Seeing his furious look, Su Shien narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively, "Is there something wrong with you over there?"
Han Zeyu was not in the right place, but was still very angry: "What could possibly happen to me?"
Su Shien said he didn't believe it at all.
"Don't you have an old lover?"
Han Zeyu breathed a sigh of relief. He was so scared that he thought she was asking about his height!
It’s no big deal. So that’s what you’re asking. He can answer that.
"I wanted to come, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance."
Su Shien was furious. You really dare to think so.
Here, Han Zeyu coaxed the old man with a playful smile, secretly touching his hands under the table, touching his abdominal muscles, touching his thighs, touching...
Su Shien used a fan to knock away someone's dirty hands. What are you touching in public? Where are you touching?
Han Zeyu withdrew his thieving hand awkwardly. Not only did he not want to be touched, but he also didn't want to be touched!
The sound of gongs rang out, and then firecrackers were ignited, crackling.
Here he comes. Everyone was shocked and knew that the person who posted the list had arrived.
Han Zecang was fighting on the front line with Zhao Xun and Tie Zhu. After finally squeezing to the front row, he found several shoes lying all over the ground, which showed how fierce the battle was.
The three of them set out from three different directions. Han Zecang was quite self-aware, and he went straight to the last list.
This silly boy Tiezhu is aiming for the first place on the list. I have to say that his filter is really too thick.
Zhao Xun took the middle route. He felt that this angle was good as it allowed him to take into account both the left and right lists.
In fact, the middle lane was the most crowded, but he was the first to get in thanks to his size advantage.
When Zhao Xun looked up, he happened to see a name that sounded familiar.
I really want to ask the heavens in silence. He doesn’t know many words, but he just knows the three words "Zhang Pinggui".
Look at the first few words again: "Zhangjia Village".
It’s settled, there’s no escaping this time. It really is Sister Dingxiang’s unfaithful ex-boyfriend. Such a person can actually pass the exam to become a scholar. God is really blind.
If such a scumbag can pass the exam, there is no reason why Brother Han can't pass. So Zhao Xun, who was blinded by anger, also started to look at the list in front of him like Tiezhu.
Han Zecang's hair was disheveled, his collar was untied, his sleeves were torn, and his cloth shoes were covered with shoe prints.
By the time he stood in front of the red list, he had lost all his image.
There are still 300 places for scholars in this college examination, and the list in front of Han Zecang is from 241st to 300th.
He lowered his head and happened to stare at the second-to-last name.
No. 299: "Han Zecang, Qingshan County, Yunshan Village."
Han Zecang stood in front of the list in a daze, his face expressionless, but his heart was actually in turmoil.
He really wanted to pick out the name from the red paper and take it back to show his brother.
"The last one got diarrhea, so the second to last one became the last one."
No, was his brother's mouth blessed? Otherwise, why would he tell him those weird theories before the exam?
The people next to him were dissatisfied with his behavior of occupying the toilet without doing anything, so they pushed the wooden stake aside.
If they didn't pass, they didn't pass! Don't delay them from checking the results.
By the time Han Zecang reacted, he had already been pushed out of the crowd.
He ran away, waving his arms and shouting: "Brother~ I got it~ I got it~"
Han Zeyu stood up suddenly. Did his silly brother really win?
Su Shien quickly told him to run slower and not to rush.
Han Zecang, who was extremely excited, didn't care about these things. He didn't drop any equipment when fighting in the crowd just now, but now he lost a shoe while running.
Han Zecang pounced, hoping to have a victorious reunion with his elder brother.
He only came to his senses halfway through the attack. Would his brother throw him out?
Facts proved that he was overthinking it. Han Zeyu stretched out his arms and took the initiative to catch his silly brother who rushed over.
The man, weighing more than 100 pounds, was held by his elder brother and spun around several times.
Han Zecang's feet were off the ground, he saw stars, and his head was dizzy.
"Brother, stop turning, I feel dizzy."
This unlucky child has no chance of enjoying life, so Han Zeyu decisively threw him to Su Shien.
Han Zeyu freed his hands, put them on his hips, and roared to the sky.
"Wahahaha! That's great! I don't have to be a brother-supporting demon anymore."
Han Zecang rolled his eyes speechlessly. He was still here! When speaking from the heart, couldn't he keep the person involved secret?
Han Zeyu kept his word and reduced the debt by half as a token of his appreciation as a brother.
Upon hearing this, Han Zecang was revived and immediately began to flatter him, saying that his brother was a kind and beautiful person.
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