Chapter 434: The No.1 Scholar’s Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 02
As the officers and soldiers posted the list on the bulletin board, the crowd instantly became boiling, and everyone rushed forward to see if their name was on the list.
A young scholar found his name in a corner of the list. His eyes widened instantly and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Then, a touch of ecstasy surged in his heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his smile was as bright as the warm spring sun.
"I won! I won!" he shouted excitedly, with a slight tremor in his voice.
The people around him cast envious and congratulatory glances at him, and his companions patted his shoulders excitedly, sharing the joy.
On the other side of the list, an elderly Confucian scholar was anxiously searching for his own name among the densely packed names.
His brows were furrowed, and his fingers moved along the list, but he still couldn't find the familiar name.
As time passed, his face gradually became paler and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Finally, he dropped his hands helplessly, sighed deeply, and his heart was filled with loss and helplessness.
"I failed the exam again." He murmured in a low voice, with a hint of sob in his voice.
Han Ziwen stood on the edge of the crowd, and only walked forward when the excited crowd gradually dispersed.
He quickly scanned the list and confirmed at a glance that his name was not on it.
A subtle ripple passed through Han Ziwen's heart, but it was only a brief moment and he soon returned to calm.
He was not disappointed because this result was within his expectations.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. "Ziwen, thanks to the notebook you lent me, I won!"
Han Ziwen looked back and saw that it was a classmate who had borrowed a book from him before, named Lin Zhi. He looked excited and his eyes were shining with excitement.
Han Ziwen took a step back, a distant smile on his face. "Congratulations."
After Lin Zhi's excitement subsided, he remembered something and asked Han Ziwen, "I was so focused on myself that I forgot to look at your name. Did you win?"
Han Ziwen shook his head and said lightly: "No."
Lin Zhi smiled awkwardly, "It's okay, you are so knowledgeable, you will win sooner or later."
After saying that, he wanted to put his hand on Han Ziwen's shoulder and said, "Come on, I'll treat you to a meal."
Han Ziwen calmly turned sideways, dodging Lin Zhi's outstretched hand, and politely declined, "No, my mother is still waiting for me at home."
Lin Zhi nodded and asked cautiously, "I'm preparing for the Spring Examination. Can you lend me your book?"
Lin Zhi felt a little guilty when he said this. After all, he passed the exam, while Han Ziwen didn't. At this sensitive time, making such a request seemed a little inappropriate.
But he had an irresistible impulse in his heart, because he knew very well that the notes on Han Ziwen's paper were the key to his victory.
Those notes embody Han Ziwen's hard work and wisdom, and are more profound and practical than any teaching supplementary books.
With it, I will be more confident in the Spring Examination.
Han Ziwen nodded gently, "Okay, I'll go back and sort it out and give it to you another day!"
Lin Zhi was delighted. "Okay, when you can finish sorting it out, I will go directly to your house to find you."
After Lin Zhi finished speaking, he realized that he was too excited and could only use a smile to hide his embarrassment, "I also want to start preparing early."
Han Ziwen pondered for a moment and said, "About five days."
Lin Zhi smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I'll come to your house to find you in five days."
Yue Hongying was sweeping fallen leaves in the yard. The broom in her hand gently swept across the ground, making a rustling sound.
But her eyes would occasionally look off into the distance, as if she was expecting something. "Do you think Ziwen can pass the exam this time?"
Shen Xinran smiled and said, "Ziwen is so talented, he will definitely be able to pass the exam."
But she knew in her heart that the hero would fail again this time. He would have to wait three years before he could win the first prize and get three consecutive first prizes.
After hearing what Shen Xinran said, Yue Hongying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As her mood relaxed, the broom in her hand swept across the ground intermittently.
Shen Xinran returned to the room and immediately caught a glimpse of the two quilts on the bed.
The soft, sagging quilt on the inner side of the bed was her own, while the neatly laid out quilt on the outer side, like a block of tofu, was Han Ziwen's.
Shen Xinran's eyes rolled around, and a plan of revenge was quietly brewing in her mind.
She walked forward, folded her own quilt into a tofu block, and then swapped the positions of the two quilts.
After doing all this, Shen Xinran clapped her hands and smiled triumphantly, making you dislike her!
As night fell, Han Ziwen dragged his tired feet back home. The moment he stepped into the house, Yue Hongying immediately came to greet him and asked, "Did you win?"
Han Ziwen pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
Yue Hongying understood instantly, and a wave of sadness welled up in her heart. She really wanted to persuade her son to give up, but looking at Han Ziwen's determined eyes, she couldn't say it.
She could only comfort him in the most relaxed tone possible: "It's okay, at worst we can continue in three years."
But Yue Hongying herself was also worried. Three years passed and ten years had passed. Her son was still a scholar. She didn't know when this kind of life would end.
When Han Ziwen returned to the room, Shen Xinran was already lying on the bed. He didn't notice anything wrong, so he just opened the wardrobe, took out clean clothes, and went to the bathroom.
After Han Ziwen washed up, he returned to his room and prepared to go to bed. But when he picked up the quilt, he immediately realized something was wrong. He looked at Shen Xinran with sharp eyes.
Shen Xinran was covered in a changed quilt. She noticed Han Ziwen's gaze, but didn't dare to meet his gaze. She could only stare at the ceiling.
Han Ziwen's cold voice rang out in the room, "What did you do!"
Shen Xinran tried to keep her tone light, and she replied nonchalantly, "I didn't do anything."
But Han Ziwen acted quickly and decisively. He reached out and pulled the quilt off her.
Suddenly, his body felt empty. Shen Xinran's voice was filled with surprise and a hint of shame and anger, "What are you doing!"
However, what followed was another quilt, which fell from the sky, covering her head and suppressing Shen Xinran's voice.
Shen Xinran poked her head out from under the covers, her teeth clenched in anger. She cursed in her heart: Bastard, she will remember you.
She turned over with force, facing away from Han Ziwen, and began to sleep.
Han Ziwen was covered with his own quilt, but the quilt had just been covered by Chen Xinran, and her faint fragrance still lingered on it.
The fragrance was like a wisp of soft smoke, lingering around Han Ziwen's nose, making him frown.
Han Ziwen lay in bed, the scenes of the day replaying in his mind, and he began to think about his future path.
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