The next day, Wang Yu took the plan he had prepared over the past two days to the prefectural school. Before he even reached the classroom, he saw people running south. Chen Yanwen pulled him over and said, "Let's go and check the list."
Wang Yu then remembered that the monthly exam rankings were out. He had been so busy with the shop these past two days that he had forgotten about this matter. Wang Yu followed the crowd and heard the sound of discussions all the way.
There are two ranking lists, the freshman list and the senior student list. When they arrived, it was already surrounded by people. Chen Yanwen squeezed in, while Wang Yu and Song Boyan did not. Seeing Chen Yanwen squeezed out with his clothes a little messy, it seemed that it was the right decision not to squeeze in.
"Brother Song, you're first! Two A's, two A's," Chen Yanwen said, flashing his big white teeth. He then added, "Xiuzhi, you're third! Two A's, one A and one B. I'm ninth. Luckily, I improved by one spot, otherwise I'd definitely be criticized."
Surprisingly, he still ranked third. Wang Yu was quite satisfied. After all, he knew that his poem was not well written. The writing process was like squeezing toothpaste. The "B" should be the poem. But he could never have imagined that he would become famous because of this.
"Fang Mucheng is the last one again this time. I'm afraid he'll be beaten by his father again when he gets back."
Wang Yu heard a gloating voice and turned his head to look over, seeing two unfamiliar students.
"Keep your voice down, it's not good if someone hears you."
"Tsk, isn't it just that he has a good father? Cui Hao is different from him. He is the son of a noble man, and he is not as arrogant and domineering as him."
Wang Yu raised an eyebrow. Someone was talking bad about the second-in-command's son behind his back? Since the last time they met, they hadn't seen each other much. Even if they saw each other occasionally, they wouldn't say hello. He didn't intend to get to know anyone, so he just walked by quickly.
After all, the provincial school is an official school. Even a young man like Fang Mucheng would not act too recklessly in the provincial school, nor would he do anything too serious. Occasionally, he would just make a small fuss and be educated.
However, every time I see them, there is always a large group of people following them, which can be regarded as a small group in the provincial school.
After looking at the rankings, we had to go to the classroom and wait for the teacher to give us a lecture one by one. Of course, our college bully classmate Song praised us the whole time. In the teacher's words, don't be proud of getting first place this time, keep up the good work, and strive to get first place again next time.
As for Wang Yu, the mathematics teacher was quite satisfied and praised Wang Yu again and again, but when it came to poetry and prose, the teacher's original words were these.
"Wang Xiuzhi, do you have any opinions on my class?" I can tell from the teacher's eyes that this is a poem you wrote?
Wang Yu could only apologize quickly, "I dare not, it's just that my poetry is really not good."
"Then your college examination..." The teacher paused, and the unfinished question was how to become the first in the college examination?
Wang Yu also understood what the teacher meant and quickly said, "I just got an inspiration. Don't worry, teacher, I will definitely devote myself to studying poetry in the future."
The teacher frowned. This student usually performed well, and the teachers in other classes always praised him. Seeing that he said this, he let him go this time. Then he said, "Song Boyan's poems are good. You can ask him for advice. If you still can't do well, you can come to me."
"Yes, the students know." Wang Yu was sweating. This article was considered over, but he didn't expect to meet Cui Hao and others after school at noon.
"Brother Wang, you know you're famous! Haha."
Wang Yu was confused and looked at Cui Hao who almost laughed to death.
"Our poetry teacher used your poem as a negative example, saying it was written by a child and told us not to learn from it. Haha, Brother Wang, oh Brother Wang, I really didn't expect your poem..."
Cui Hao had a filter for Wang Yu, not only because of the first place in the case, but also because of the two poems about Yellow Crane Tower. In his mind, Wang Yu's poems must be very good.
Cui Hao took a breath and continued, "But the mathematics teacher praised you again and again, saying that you are a good mathematics student and asked us to communicate with you more."
Wang Yu was embarrassed and just wanted to leave this place quickly. This was not a good way to become famous. He just said that he would talk about it next time and ran away. Cui Hao's laughter came from behind him.
Wang Yu returned to the classroom and asked for the poems of Song Boyan and Chen Yanwen. They were indeed good. Song Boyan's poems were vivid and expressive, fresh and flowing, with a certain artistic conception. Chen Yanwen's poems were well-balanced and easy to remember.
Wang Yu once again sighed that Song Boyan was born to study. He was like a sponge, constantly absorbing knowledge and being able to apply what he learned to other situations. It seemed that as long as he understood something, everything else would not be a problem. He was definitely a top student.
Wang Yu felt that he really needed to work harder on poetry and prose, so he made up his mind to ask the two for advice. He just hoped that next time he wouldn't have to write like squeezing toothpaste. The poems for the academy examination were indeed written in one go due to occasional bursts of inspiration, but these monthly exams could not rely solely on inspiration, and he needed to study more techniques.
I spent the entire afternoon struggling with the poem and completely forgot about the plan. It was only when I saw the book basket after school that I remembered it. I called Chen Yanwen and Song Boyan and said, "Come and take a look at the plan."
Chen Yanwen walked over, picked up the plan, and said, "Is it done?"
Wang Yu nodded, indicating that he should open it and take a look.
Chen Yanwen looked at it carefully. "Brother Wang, did you draw this picture? I've never seen a pastry shop arranged like this. Is this rest area for people to rest? Great, that's brilliant."
After hearing what he said, Song Boyan also came over to take a look. He didn't understand any of this, but he felt that the layout was very novel and something he had never seen before.
Chen Yanwen exclaimed after reading the following content: "Wow, there are so many snacks and drinks. How did you come up with this, Brother Wang? What's going on in your head?"
Wang Yu didn't know what was in his mind, but at this moment he was thinking about how to write poetry.
"First of all, I know this, but I've never made it. There's a brief introduction above, but I don't know if it's correct. You need to ask the shop's chef to study it carefully and make it bit by bit. You can hire two more good chefs."
"That's great. I've already made an appointment with Brother Song, and his mother will be coming over. I'll also ask my father to find two people for me. I wrote the letter yesterday, and I'll ask someone to take it back today along with this one."
Chen Yanwen was so happy to have this plan, but was he afraid that his father would not agree? He was afraid that he would send someone with the money right away.
When Song Boyan looked at these things, he knew that Wang Yu and the others were trying to help him. Although his mother was good at making pastries, his mother was not the only one who was good at it. However, he kept these in his heart and would repay them when he had the chance in the future.
In fact, his family is living much better now than before. There is a library in the provincial school for students to study. He applies to work in the library for two hours after school every day to organize and record the books borrowed by students. He earns three hundred coins a month, and he also receives a subsidy of one or two taels of silver, which is enough for him to live in the provincial school.
In his spare time, he could also read and copy books. If he copied a book and his handwriting was acceptable, he would get money based on the number of words. Many students from poor families in the provincial school would copy books in the library.
Song Boyan thought that being able to study was a great fortune, and meeting Wang Yu and Chen Yanwen was an even greater fortune. His life became unfortunate when his father passed away, but became lucky when he started studying.
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