Chapter 37 Please take the first place

The dean was proud of this person and his back straightened up a lot: "Qin Ye is a very famous student in our academy. Although he is young, he can master the lessons. Not only can he get an A every time, but he also almost never makes mistakes in answering questions, and his test papers are done very well..."

This is equivalent to a perfect answer sheet hanging there.

If you make the slightest mistake, you lose.

Xu Wan thought about it and thought it was a good idea.

Having a peer to look up to him not only gives him a sense of accomplishment from defeating the other two, but also helps him to be aware of his own shortcomings and maintain the motivation to continue learning.

She smiled and said, "Then please let this Qin Ye do his best and secure his first place."

The dean raised his eyebrows, not really understanding her, but still kindly sent her to the side to rest.

There are two monthly exams in Qingbo Academy. Dry food is prepared in the examination room, and students are not released until the exams are over.

In the afternoon, Zong Wenxiu was the first to walk out of the examination room.

He is a very talented child and studies very hard, so it only took him half a year to catch up with the progress of his peers. Therefore, he can finish the test papers much faster than the average person and his accuracy rate is also very high.

Xu Wan praised him generously, "Wen Xiu, you did very well in the exam. You were the first person in the entire academy to finish the exam!"

Zong Wenxiu felt a little embarrassed by the compliment. He rubbed his head and replied, "This is also my first time doing a serious test. I don't know how long it normally takes. I just heard the examiner say that I can leave after I finish."

The dean also looked at him with admiration and couldn't help but applaud, "Well, well, well, you are indeed a child of the Yuanyang Marquis's Mansion. I have really broadened my horizons today. Just the time it took to answer the questions has already pulled the students of our academy half an hour ahead."

Xu Wanzhen corrected him: "Wen Xiu is now also a student in the academy."

The dean laughed and said, "Hahaha, yes, yes."

Zong Wenxiu sat down and waited for another half an hour. People came out of the examination room one after another, but there was no sign of Zong Jincheng.

He was a little worried, but he didn't dare to ask because the dean was beside him.

Xu Wan saw through his thoughts and said, "Jincheng's handwriting is not very proficient yet. This is also the first time for him to face such a large number of questions. He needs to spend more time."

Zong Wenxiu thought so too.

When he first started learning to write, his speed was slower than his younger brother. Later, he practiced writing every day, memorizing while practicing, and over time his speed improved.

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved, but he still couldn't sit still.

The little devil hadn't come out yet, but Zhang Zhi and Wu Shusen, who were in the same examination room, came out first. They whistled in the direction of Zong Wenxiu, looking like gangsters.

Veins on the Dean's forehead throbbed, and he stood up to stop them, fearing that the two children would offend the Marquis's Mansion. Unexpectedly, Xu Wan poured him a cup of tea and said softly, "Dean, drink some tea, and let the children handle their own affairs."

The dean was caught in a trap. He was surprised that Xu Wan not only did not let him make the decision for her own child, but also told him not to meddle in other people's business. How confident was she in her own child?

Seeing that the dean didn't move, the two men became even more arrogant and said to Zong Wenxiu, "The questions in this monthly exam are very difficult. Your boastful brother is struggling inside. I think he will cry soon. You better be ready to comfort the young master, hahahaha."

Zong Wenxiu is a very socially anxious person. He is afraid of meeting people, dealing with strangers, and even more afraid of offending people.

However, he was really angry at the two people who insulted his brother. He didn't know where he got the courage from and fought back: "Exams are not about speed, but about the level of knowledge. I am very confident in my brother and I am confident that he will do better than you!"

The two men were stunned. They didn't expect that this seemingly timid boy would dare to talk back.

Zhang Zhi sneered: "It takes so long to write a test paper, isn't it because you can't answer the questions? Some people are just stubborn and will not give up until they reach the Yellow River. In fact, the ink in their stomachs is not as much as their tears, right?"

Zong Wenxiu: "You..."

"You are rebelling, aren't you? You bully my brother when I'm not around?" The voice of the little devil suddenly came from behind, and everyone's eyes turned over.

When the two men saw him coming back, they didn't have the energy to argue with him, so they snorted coldly and left.

The little devil raised his fist at their backs and said, "When the results come out, I'll make you two suffer!"

Xu Wan: “…”

With this spirit, she felt that the little devil could still do ten more tests.

However, after Zong Jincheng had finished showing off his abilities, he ran to Zong Wenxiu's side with a depressed look on his face, complaining: "This crappy test paper is endless. I've finished a few pages and there are still many more. My hands are sore from writing!"

Hearing this, Zong Wenxiu hurriedly asked: "Is the flesh sore or the muscles and veins sore?"

This happened often when he first started practicing calligraphy, and he became so tired that his arms felt like they were not his own.

Zong Jincheng thought about it, a hint of doubt flashed across his face, and finally said: "It hurts!"

Zong Wenxiu quickly massaged his arm, saying, "Let me massage your acupuncture points. This is what the court doctor taught me. It will help relieve the pain."

"good."

Shunzi saw that his little ancestor looked exhausted and looked so strange that he was completely different from the little dandy two months ago. But when he saw the young master enjoying having his arms massaged at this moment, he felt that something seemed to be wrong.

Xu Wan knew something was wrong.

The little devil's arms weren't even sore, there weren't any veins or muscles. This guy just wanted to enjoy being served. His acting skills are terrible.

Xu Wan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Let's go. Let's go back to the mansion and ask the doctor to massage you. Your brother just took an exam the other day. Wouldn't it hurt your conscience to let him massage your arm?"

"What is it to you?" The fearless little devil got on the carriage with a grunt.

After two months of almost closed-door study, Zong Jincheng's relationship with the only peer he could come into contact with, his elder brother Zong Wenxiu, made rapid progress.

Of course, in Xu Wan's view, this guy is just a lazy bastard who always tries to trick Zong Wenxiu into serving him.

But the little devil had a lovable face, and few people could resist him when he acted coquettishly. But seeing this gave Xu Wan goosebumps: "Can you stay away from Wen Xiu? Are you treating him like a pillar?"

Zong Jincheng was sleeping with his eyes closed, leaning against Zong Wenxiu, looking boneless. He said lazily, "I don't have the strength. If you have the ability, pick me up."

Xu Wan: “!” What a thick skin.

"I'll throw you down in a minute."

The carriage was shaking, and the little devil fell asleep in a blink of an eye. The carriage was as quiet as a needle.

Xu Wan saw that the threatening person did not respond, and then she heard the boy's even breathing.

“……”I can even fall asleep like this.

"You've gotten too used to him," Xu Wan said to Zong Wenxiu, "and he'll take advantage of you in the future."

Zong Wenxiu was a little confused, and didn't seem to understand what was said. He smiled innocently and said, "My brother is really tired. He has been studying very hard in the past two months."

Xu Wan: “…” She was meddling in other people’s business.

The one who is bullied does it voluntarily.