Zhou Jingmao took notes quickly until his hands were sore from exhaustion. Xiao Cunyu and Zhuang Jiulang listened attentively, so much so that Mr. Lin's lecture lasted for two hours.
I passed all the martial arts classes.
The other students had already fallen asleep on their desks.
After finally getting through it, Zhou Jingmao's hands were shaking. "This old man... said so much. I tried my best... I can only remember these..."
Xiao Cunyu took a look at it. Zhou Jingmao remembered that it was disjointed and incoherent, with the handwriting all in a mess, making it difficult to read. The more he read, the more awkward it became.
However, what Zhou Jingmao wrote were also useful. She had never heard of many of the things Lin Gong said, and it was difficult for her to recall them all. Now that she had Zhou Jingmao's records, she only needed to associate them and should be able to restore all the content.
"I'll take this thing back first and return it to you tomorrow." Xiao Cunyu directly put away the thick bag.
Zhou Jingmao didn't mind, since he couldn't understand it anyway.
That night, Xiao Cunyu wrote furiously.
It is true that she did not take the imperial examination, but it is also true that she was studious.
Only by knowing many things can you ensure your own strength and be able to withdraw safely at any time without embarrassment or loss.
For example, Lin Gong’s class was not simple at all. On the surface, he was just talking about mountains and rivers, but in fact, he was talking about the military strategies and tactics used in several major battles. This world’s number one scholar really lived up to his reputation.
Xiao Cunyu spent an entire night copying and supplementing the information.
Who knew if Mr. Lin would come to give lectures every day in the future? If so, she would have to memorize even more things, and she absolutely could not put off her homework.
With a pair of black eyes, he completed the task.
Early in the morning, Xiao Cunyu prepared to hand the things over to Zhou Jingmao.
But before leaving the yard, Xiao Cunyu glanced at Zhuang Jiulang's room, finally sighed, and walked back.
Zhuang Jiulang sneaked out for two hours again last night.
This person must be a monster. He gets very little sleep every day. If this continues, he will surely die young.
"Zhou Jingmao wrote down what the old man from Yunhu said yesterday. It might be useful to you. Since I'm the boss, I won't sell this thing for 998 yuan, but only 828 yuan. Pay the money and you will get the goods." After knocking on the door, Xiao Cunyu stretched out his hand while handing over the things.
"Zhou Jingmao doesn't have that ability." Zhuang Jiulang took it and found that the font was ordinary and casual, with no style.
His eyes swept over Xiao Cunyu's right hand, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
There are so many words. If I want to finish writing them, I will definitely have to stay up all night.
Xiao Cunyu was born with a fair complexion and good looks. If he looked a little tired, he would show obvious signs of fatigue, so it was obvious at a glance that he looked like he had been staying up late.
But after writing all night, there was no change in the joints of my right hand? This is not normal.
Zhuang Jiulang seemed casual. He looked at her left hand again and saw some traces of pen pressure. He pursed his thin lips and said nothing. He went back to the house silently, took out ten taels of silver and gave it to Xiao Cunyu.
Does this person really have small change on him?
Xiao Cunyu was extremely surprised and reached out to take it.
Zhuang Jiulang remained upright, looking at her right hand holding the silver, and smiled in a seemingly simple manner: "I will copy it down as soon as possible."
"That's good. People as stupid as you should read more. As the old saying goes, fate comes first, luck comes second, feng shui comes third, accumulating good deeds comes fourth, and reading comes fifth. Reading can change your luck, it's very important." Xiao Cunyu looked proud.
She's so arrogant and cocky, she really deserves a beating.
"Since you know this clearly, why don't you listen carefully to Master Zhu's lectures?" Zhuang Jiulang examined her. "Could it be that since you understand everything, there's no need to listen?"
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