Chapter 153 The Little Devil Wants to Be Happy

With Zong Wenxiu's successful emotional counseling, the little devil untied the knot in his heart, resumed his normal learning state, and started to scribble again with colorful pens.

Every day after breakfast, the two brothers went to the large study to attend classes. Zong Wenxiu looked at his younger brother's profile as he listened attentively to the lecture. His energetic face emerged and the concentration he had learned was retained.

He couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Bailixi suddenly called out: "Wenxiu, repeat what I just said."

Zong Wenxiu, who was caught deserting his post, said: "..."

"I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong."

…

After the education crisis was resolved, the three private tutors happily prepared lessons and tutored the two children again, and there were still two days before the joint entrance examination results were announced.

Pan Hongzhi picked a time when the little devil was in a good mood and asked tentatively: "Jincheng, this joint examination will be graded by the teachers of the Hanlin North Academy, do you know this?"

Zong Jincheng was happily painting calligraphy, and without even raising his head, he replied, "I know. Didn't you tell me that before the exam? What's the matter?"

"The teachers in the North Court of the Hanlin Academy are not familiar with your handwriting and may not be able to recognize it, so your grade ranking... probably won't be very good." This was the result of a discussion between Pan Hongzhi and Xu Wan.

They decided to be frank with Zong Jincheng in advance to prevent him from being too shocked when he saw the list.

The method of stimulating people is only applicable to the little devil who is in the period of self-negativity, and is not applicable to the little devil who has just suffered a setback and is in the period of rebuilding his self-confidence.

Xu Wan was also worried that pushing forward with the original plan at this time would be counterproductive and would make all previous efforts go to waste.

After Zong Jincheng finished writing a page of green dictation poems, he kicked the table legs with his two little feet happily, and then replied nonchalantly: "I know that handwriting will affect the results, but don't worry, even if the handwriting is not bad, I won't be on the list this time."

"Oh, I'm glad you know..." Pan Hongzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but soon reacted and asked in surprise, "You know? What do you know? When did you know it?"

The last time he told the little devil about this, the kid was still intoxicated with the fantasy of defeating Qin Ye, and had no idea that the handwriting would affect the test results.

Zong Jincheng said carelessly, "I've always known this. Isn't this common sense? Master, don't you know this?"

Pan Hongzhi: “……!”

It's common sense.

But wouldn't I know?

You are the one who most likely doesn’t know!

Zong Jincheng was still mumbling: "There are only 120 students who can make the list of the three colleges' joint entrance examination. I estimate that I will be outside the 150th place and will not be able to make the list."

When these words were spoken, not only Pan Hongzhi was shocked, but Zhao Yin and Cheng Zhidong also turned their heads as if they had seen a ghost.

Zong Wenxiu, who was standing by, felt even more terrified.

Is this kid in front of me, who is twirling a brush and calmly accepting that he can't make the list, or his arrogant little devil brother who always wants to get the first place in the four colleges?

If it had been the same as before, wouldn't he have exploded on the spot and howled for a while, "The Hanlin North Academy is ignorant, and the three academies don't see the potential of a great talent like me"?

"Jincheng, are you okay?" Zong Wenxiu walked over and asked.

He now deeply suspected that his brother had only recovered on the outside, but not on the inside. Otherwise, how could he accept this fact so easily?

"I'm fine." Zong Jincheng said in confusion, "Brother, didn't you tell me that? I still have three years, so there's no need to rush. Victory and defeat are common in the military, and so are exams. Besides, it's not because I'm a bad student that I can't make the list, but because I skipped grades too quickly. Anyway, it's not my problem, I just need to concentrate on preparing for the children's exam in the next few days, and the result of the three-college joint exam doesn't matter."

Zong Wenxiu: “…”

Having said that, I really want you to let it go, but you let it go too quickly, so fast that even the June weather feels ashamed.

Pan Hongzhi slapped his hand on his forehead.

I feel like it's necessary for the little devil to pick up this hot spring bathing class again after a while, or whatever... He still doesn't take calligraphy practice seriously.

After Xu Wan knew about this, she took Cheng Zhidong to Qingbo Academy.

As the results were about to be announced, the teachers in the academy were busy summarizing the scores and drawing up a list of students. However, after Xu Wan arrived, the dean still made time as quickly as possible to retrieve Zong Jincheng's test paper and hand it to her.

"First class, 140th in the joint exam, 36th in the college." The dean said in surprise, "Although Jincheng's handwriting is still ugly, it is much neater than usual. It looks like he deliberately slowed down his writing speed, fearing that the examiner would not be able to recognize it."

"Huh? Even neater?" Xu Wanjian suspected that she had heard it wrongly.

She had thought that the little devil would fail the test because of his handwriting, so she brought Cheng Zhidong over to see his actual grades so as to know his current academic progress.

Unexpectedly, I discovered an accident.

The kid, who usually only took half an hour to finish the test paper, slowed down his writing speed this time. No wonder he was not worried at all that the Hanlin North Courtyard could not understand his test paper. It turned out that he was well prepared.

Xu Wan chuckled helplessly: "This kid... I really thought he knew nothing."

It seems that he knew that his private tutors were serious in marking his papers, so he let his handwriting get worse and worse, and then used the time saved by speeding up to catch up with the progress. It was only when the formal exam came that he began to write carefully and slowly.

With clear thinking and reasonable behavior, he can be called a master of time management.

The little devil unconsciously fooled all of them, making them think that he was unaware of the harm of bad handwriting. In fact, he knew it all, he just didn't want to practice writing, at least not to correct his handwriting so quickly.

Fortunately, he himself didn't realize that they were all scared by him, Xu Wan thought with lingering fear.

Cheng Zhidong also breathed a sigh of relief on behalf of the other two private instructors. The eldest young master's test results were as expected, so their high monthly salaries were finally saved.

Cheng Zhidong sincerely sighed: "Madam, Jincheng's progress is getting faster and faster. He ranked 140th in the joint entrance examination of the three colleges, which is higher than he expected."

Xu Wan also laughed and said, "Yeah, this little bastard is smart and is catching up very quickly. Wen Xiu only ranked 53rd in the last exam for this level. He only ranked 36th... It seems that he will be able to enter the children's class in a few days."

The dean was so jealous that he almost wanted to bang his head on the ground. He asked weakly, "Madam, your teacher is really good at teaching. In just half a year, he has brought two children into the children's class. I am really curious. I wonder if you can tell me something?"

Xu Wan smiled and refused, "Maybe in three years. Otherwise, wouldn't that just be training rivals for my two children?"