The next morning, He Changxing, with black eyes, stood in front of An Jingzhi with a serious face and a firm tone: "I want to pass the examination to become a student. Brother Jingzhi, please help me." Apart from trusting An Jingzhi, what other options did he have?
An Jingzhi was writing something. As soon as He Changxing finished speaking, he dried the paper and handed it to him, "Here, buy the things for me as I said above."
He Changxing saw that what he was asked to buy were past exam papers and the answers of the top ten candidates that year.
An Jingzhi added, "Take as much as you can."
After he finished reading, An Jingzhi gave him another piece of paper.
"This is your schedule. Follow what I wrote here from now on."
It contained He Changxing's daily schedule, requiring him to wash and dress alone in the morning, walk briskly for half an hour before eating, and eat a smaller portion than before, with no discretion given to what he ate. It also listed some recommended foods. It also specified when to start memorizing after meals and when to begin studying. The schedule was meticulously detailed. If He Changxing could follow these instructions conscientiously, combined with some supporting measures, An Jingzhi felt he would have no problem getting him admitted as a Tongsheng student.
"This..." He Changxing looked embarrassed. This schedule was too demanding. Even the time he could go to the bathroom was limited...
If An Jingzhi hadn't looked serious, he would have thought the other party was playing a trick on him.
An Jingzhi looked at him jokingly, "What? Can't you do it? Don't you want to take the exam?"
He Changxing folded the two pieces of paper together and placed them in his arms, clasping his hands tightly as he spoke each word with clarity: "I can do it!"
An Jingzhi folded his hands over his chest and said, "Let's wait and see."
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As expected, He Changxing didn't disappoint An Jingzhi. The moment he received An Jingzhi's schedule, he strictly followed it every day. He's father reviewed it and thought it was quite well-written. He even took the dietary section to a doctor, who said it was a good method, though a bit strict. However, since his son insisted, he supported him and even persuaded He's mother, who was distressed by her son's request, to reassure him. He spent a considerable amount of money to gather the information An Jingzhi requested.
At the beginning, He Changxing felt very uncomfortable. What he had to do every hour and every day was put into a set of rules and regulations, which made him feel very awkward, like a puppet.
Moreover, he couldn't eat too much, which was a real torture for him.
He had to get up and dress himself every day, and it took him five or six days to get used to it.
Every day, I get up, get dressed, wash up, walk out until I'm sweating, and then come back to take a shower. Despite the initial discomfort, I gradually began to appreciate the joy of sweating. Every time I finish sweating, I take a shower and feel refreshed. My memory seems to have improved significantly when I memorize books.
An Jingzhi's instructions for him to memorize the most challenging things before bed proved to be helpful the next day; the content he'd read the previous night was still crystal clear in his mind the next morning. He Changxing discovered the effectiveness of An Jingzhi's schedule, and he persisted, no matter how tired or uncomfortable he felt.
In less than two weeks, I lost 14 kilograms. But I looked much better.
Even the teacher praised him many times after seeing his condition.
While He Changxing was working hard, An Jingzhi was not idle either. In less than seven days, He's father spent a lot of money to collect the exam questions and answers requested by An Jingzhi.
Just when He Changxing had gradually adapted to his current living conditions, An Jingzhi wrote him a new schedule.
More stringent and harder to stick to
I changed my brisk walk early in the morning to a jog, and most of the time spent on memorizing was changed to doing exercises.
The questions were all made by An Jingzhi based on previous exam questions and answers collected by He's father.
Of course, the paper for these questions was made by He Changxing himself, and An Jingzhi didn't have that much money to buy it.
So just when He Changxing had tasted the sweetness of becoming excellent, he was hit hard by An Jingzhi's method of answering questions.
Since He Changxing gets nervous during exams, let him keep doing exercises every day to form muscle memory so that he won't forget them no matter how nervous he is.
He lost weight because his body was indeed too large. In that small examination room, he had no space to move around after sitting down. The environment of the examinee during the examination would also affect his mentality.
There was no way to expand the examination room, so he had to lose weight himself. Besides, good health is really important during the examination. You have to take exams for several days in a row. If you are not in good health, you will be assigned to a smaller room with worse conditions, which is leaky everywhere. You may even be carried out.
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"Master, don't you see how much thinner your son has become? If he continues like this, I don't know if he can pass the imperial examination. His health will collapse."
He's father looked at his son going out for a run with a look of relief on his face. "What do you know? Xing'er is too fat. The doctor said he needs to lose weight. Every time I wanted to help him lose weight, you were the one who stopped him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so fat today. Now Xing'er has finally made up his mind to lose weight. Please don't give me any advice."
Regardless of whether his son can pass the imperial examination or not, He's father is satisfied as long as his son has a healthy body.
They say being able to eat is a blessing. Being overweight is a sign of good fortune, but being overweight can also shorten lifespan, so how can that be considered good fortune? He's father didn't want to see his son die before him. He only had one son.
Seeing his son full of motivation every day, instead of just getting by as before, He's father was grateful to An Jingzhi from the bottom of his heart.
Although his son could not eat so much, he could let his son bring it to An Jingzhi.
Uncle Zhao had watched He Changxing grow up, and he was grateful to An Jingzhi for seeing him getting better and better. When He's father asked him to make some snacks for He Changxing to bring to An Jingzhi, Uncle Zhao put in a lot of hard work.
He Changxing felt very resentful every time he was asked to bring a lunch box to An Jing. While An Jingzhi was enjoying the delicious food, he could only immerse himself in the sea of questions to numb himself. He slowly ignored the faint fragrance at the tip of his nose and immersed himself in the sea of questions.
You know, this was how he was treated in the past...
Things and people have changed now. What's even more outrageous is that his father still lets An Jingzhi order food. He asks Uncle Zhao at home to prepare whatever he wants to eat and brings it to An Jingzhi the next day.
So He Changxing, who was preparing for the exam, took on another part-time job as a delivery man.
After finishing another article, An Jingzhi stretched and ate the pastries brought by He Changxing.
"Uncle Zhao's cooking skills are getting better and better. How do you pickle the egg yolks? They're delicious."
He Changxing looked at An Jingzhi with resentment, thinking, how could his cooking skills be bad? An Jingzhi was like a glutton, and every day he had all kinds of ways to eat for Uncle Zhao to figure out. Now he has mastered it, hasn't he?
Everyone in the family had the pleasure of trying something new, except him...
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