"Yes, the competitions in recent years have been aimed at these two items, even the imperial examinations. Now the court attaches great importance to poetry and sutras, and arithmetic has also begun to be taken seriously in recent years. However, arithmetic has always been the most troublesome item for our academy."
"Oh? So, maybe Jian Xiu can help with arithmetic!"
When it comes to poetry and prose, she probably has nothing to do with it.
But when it comes to arithmetic, she, who has two doctorates, is never afraid of it.
She could easily solve those difficult programs in the book, so how could she fail in this simple arithmetic of ancient times?
"What? What did you just say?" Mo Shanhuai asked in disbelief.
"Dean Mo, don't be anxious. Let's wait until the two of us finish the exams before we continue this topic, okay?" Jian Xiu said calmly.
While saying this, Jian Xiu's eyes never left the landscape painting in front of her.
There is a poem under the painting. From the handwriting you can tell that it was written by Mo Shanhuai himself.
Because the handwriting of the two characters "Xue Wen Zhai" on the screen is obviously from the same person.
Hearing Jian Xiu's words, Mo Shanhuai became excited.
But it was quickly pressed down again.
Thinking back to the first time I saw Jian Xiu, her words and actions did not have the characteristics of a country woman at all.
Of course, the most important thing is not that she can read, but the words that come out of her mouth.
It was evident that she had none of the follies of a country woman.
On the contrary, she is very wise and can see things clearly no matter what they are.
Mo Shanhuai, a man in his sixties, couldn't even say something like "every profession has its top talent", but she blurted it out.
But I have to admit that what she said makes a lot of sense.
"Grandpa, I want to eat this!"
As the two were talking, Mo Shanhuai's grandson Mo Ziran pointed at the cake on the table and asked Mo Shanhuai.
At the same time, 껩 interrupted Mo Shanhuai's thoughts.
"This is delicious, made by my mother!" Before Mo Shanhuai could speak, Zhang Feilan spoke first.
After saying this, he tilted his head slightly, looked at Mo Shanhuai, and said in a childish voice:
"Grandpa Dean, my brother wants to eat. Should we give it to him?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Shanhuai was immediately touched by the child's appearance.
Subconsciously, he nodded and said, "Give it to me, of course I will give it to you."
As soon as these words came out, grandson Mo Ziran quickly picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.
I wanted to ask my grandfather just now, but he was always chatting with this aunt, so I didn't get the chance to ask him.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Zhang Feilan asked proudly while looking at Mo Ziran from the side.
Mo Ziran nodded repeatedly and said, "It's really delicious."
While saying this, 놛 carefully pinched a piece for Zhang Feilan.
Zhang Feilan shook her head. "I won't eat anymore. I've already eaten when I came to your place."
Wei Ya Mo Ziran seemed not to hear anything. He stuffed the cake into Zhang Feilan's hand and started eating it himself.
“Fei Xuan Fei Yi, both of you come here!”
The two of them walked to Jian Xiu obediently and looked at her calmly.
"Are you nervous?"
"A little bit, but it's okay, I feel I can handle it!" Six-headed Zhang Feixuan nodded.
Seeing this, Jian Xiu was very satisfied, and turned her head to look at the seven-headed Zhang Feiyi, her eyes full of inquiry.
"Mom, I'm fine. Didn't you tell me that on the way here? Let's just do our best!"
Hearing this, Jian Xiu gently touched the top of their heads.
Maybe because they have been eating more nutritiously during this period, their hair is no longer as dry and yellow as before.
"Well, Mom did say that you just have to try your best. Because as long as you try your best, even if things don't work out, you won't have any regrets, right?"
Mo Shanhuai was standing behind the mother and son, and every word of Jian Xiu's words fell into his ears.
If you say that from the beginning you felt that this woman didn't look like a country woman.
Then after hearing what she said, I felt that she lived a transparent life.
To be able to say such words, one must have experienced the same thing in life.
No matter how he looked at it, Mo Shanhuai felt that Jian Xiu didn't look like a country woman, and even felt that she was not simple.
However, Mo Shanhuai was not a young boy, so he would not show his thoughts on his face.
"Today's exam is arithmetic and English. I know you are illiterate, but if you can do well in arithmetic and English, I can make an exception and accept you."
In fact, I didn't want to take the math test at first, but when I thought about what Jian Xiu said just now, I added it in.
Because I had doubts in my heart, and felt that Jian Xiu's words just now might be a little arrogant.
But thinking about the shock that Jian Xiu brought to you today, I feel that maybe she can really give your school a surprise?
"Really? Then Feixuan (Fei Yi) would like to thank Dean Mo first." The two brothers said in unison.
Before coming to this academy, my mother taught us arithmetic.
During the whole journey, we didn't speak a word, we just recited the multiplication formulas.
We don't know whether other people use this multiplication formula when doing arithmetic.
But with this formula, our arithmetic becomes much easier.
"Don't thank me yet. If you don't pass, I won't make an exception." Mo Shanhuai said to the two brothers.
"Don't worry, Dean. We will do our best. As my mother said, we will do our best. Even if you don't accept us, we will not have any regrets."
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Mo Shanhuai nodded with satisfaction.
It seems that the two brothers have a good understanding.
The truth that Jian Xiu just said was so profound that not only did we, but even I myself could not react for a while.
What’s more, they are two children who are only six or seven years old?
"Here are two pieces of rice paper and brushes and ink. Each of you can take one and go behind the screen to draw! As for the draft, it's up to you. You can choose your favorite thing to draw. How about that? Can you finish it?"
Hearing this, Jian Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Not only Jian Xiu, but also Zhang Feixuan and Zhang Feiyi are the same.
No one expected that this exam would develop exactly as they imagined.
With Mo Shanhuai's words, our passing rate for this exam has been greatly increased.
However, both brothers replied calmly: "It can be done. I guarantee it can be done."
After saying that, the two brothers took the rice paper and walked behind the screen.
Even the pen and ink were not taken away.
Mo Shanhuai on the side didn't pay much attention, only Jian Xiu raised the corner of her lips slightly.
It may take at least half an hour to paint a picture, even a simple one for a child.
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