On Xiao Cunyu's left is Zhou Jingmao, and on his right is Zhuang Jiulang who is reading seriously.
"Brother Jingmao, do you know why you can't defeat the two brothers of the Hang family?" She asked mysteriously.
“???” It’s not that I can’t win, I just lose occasionally…
"Because you haven't studied much, the eldest son of the Hang family is also a famous talent. How can you compare with him? But I see that you are extremely sincere and determined to trample them under your feet, so I have no choice but to help you. From today on, you must listen carefully in class and remember everything the teacher says every day. The first step is to pass the ten-day exam in a few days. Then you can go to the library to view the books. The more books you read, the dumber Hang Gengyuan will become..."
"Of course I know that reading is good! But if I like reading, would I ask you for help?" Zhou Jingmao looked dejected.
The pretty boy is trying to play tricks on him again!
"I can vent your anger for you once, but I can't help you forever. If you don't want to be fooled by others, you have to read more books and become smarter." Xiao Cunyu made it very clear.
"You're just lying to me. Don't you read the book yourself?!"
"Brother Zhuang Jiu, please tell him the difference between him and me." Xiao Cunyu looked profound, like a senior master, with a helpless expression. In contrast, Zhou Jingmao was like a piece of rotten wood at this moment, which made people feel sad and unwilling to carve it.
Zhuang Jiulang was given a headache by the two boys' words.
These two were four years younger than him, but they were as childish as four-year-old children.
"Xiao Qi is born smart, and you are born stupid. You can only learn from others' mistakes and make up for your shortcomings with hard work. Just accept your fate." Zhuang Jiulang said helplessly, his words merciless.
Zhou Jingmao opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
If it were in the past, he would have been angry a long time ago, but now thinking about it, it seems... that is indeed the case.
Xiao Cunyu is as clever as a thief, he really can't compare to...
"I treat you like my own brother, how could I lie to you? And Brother Zhuang Jiu, he's a good student praised by the teacher, so he's definitely not going to lie."
"If you have any questions in the future, feel free to ask him. If he doesn't answer, I'll take care of it for you! Of all the students right now, only you and Zhuang Jiulang are interested in further studies. The others are stuck in their tracks, clueless. As long as you take off early, who's to worry about others catching up with you?"
"In this academy, you are now the most motivated person!" Xiao Cunyu continued brainwashing.
Zhou Jingmao has the potential to be a great scholar.
It shouldn’t be that difficult to get him to study, right?
Xiao Cunyu put all his energy into it, muttering to himself until his mouth was dry.
He was a little restrained at the beginning, but he became more and more outrageous as he talked later. Zhuang Jiulang wanted to cover his ears, fearing that after listening too much, he would think Zhou Jingmao was the incarnation of Wenquxing.
Xiao Qi said that Zhou Jingmao was just a little stupid because he lacked intelligence, but as long as he made progress, he would surpass other scholars sooner or later.
It is also said that Zhou Jingmao carried the aura of Wenchang, so when he was at the Nantai Temple, he was able to meet Lin Gong very smoothly and even received a gold sticker from Lin Gong!
In the future, he will be granted the title of nobility and become a prime minister, and will be admired by thousands of people!
He spoke with great passion, calculating everything from facial features to bone structure, and from bone structure to horoscope, one by one for Zhou Jingmao. His words were clear and vivid, and he talked in circles, making Zhou Jingmao believe that he was different from others!
Zhuang Jiulang now felt that it was not Zhou Jingmao who was too stupid, but Xiao Cunyu's mouth was indeed powerful.
Not to mention the prince of Yuyong who could have been granted the title of marquis, even if he was a beggar, after listening to his impassioned speech, his confidence would have been greatly increased and he would have been reborn!
So much so that...
Zhou Jingmao listened attentively to the morning class, as if he was possessed.
Even Master Zhu was not used to it. He was sweating profusely and felt uncomfortable all over.
"You said so much, just to make him make progress? Marquis Yuyong gave you a lot of benefits?" Zhuang Jiulang couldn't help but be curious. How big was the benefit that made him suddenly change his behavior and wanted to turn Zhou Jingmao into a great scholar of the time?
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