Urban Sims

"The results are released! The results are released!"

"The academic rankings have been released, go check out the rankings!"

"Let's go, let's see where I ranked in the exam this time and whether I'm on the first-class eugenics list!"

Inside Wenyuan Academy.

In front of the bulletin board in the square in the front yard of the Xuetang District, there were crowds of people and a lot of discussion.

Especially in front of a piece of red paper with "A-Class List" written on the front, the crowd of onlookers, three levels inside and three outside, let out loud shouts from time to time.

"Zhao Qingshan, ranked fifth on the A list, has good grades. Brother Qingshan, with your grades, you will definitely pass the scientific examination!" One person congratulated a rather burly young man.

"Brother Qie, you are third on the A list. Last time you were seventh. You performed well this time and entered the top three. If you go to the imperial capital of Zhongzhou to take part in the imperial examination, you will definitely rank among the top 100 and be selected as a Shujishi!"

"Brother Bowen, this time you are ranked second in the first-class ranking. Ever since the boy from the Tian family from Haiban County came to Wenyuan Academy, you have never been first in the first-class ranking."

In front of the red list, a tall man in a green shirt shook his head and said.

These words were spoken by the man in white shirt, whose appearance was extraordinary and could be said to be a hero among men. His face was gloomy and ugly, and his fists were clenched.

"Haiping prodigy Tian Zihua... I have heard about it a few years ago. It is said that he can write poems and poems at the age of five. When he was ten years old, even Zhang Xingjian, a famous calligrapher, felt inferior, so he strongly recommended him to Wenyuan When I entered the academy, I didn’t expect that in addition to poetry and calligraphy, Tian Zihua also has a unique talent in writing and policy making." One person said.

"Do you think it's strange for a Chinese from Tianzi? He's been in the Tongsheng Class for two years since he entered Wenyuan Academy. He took eight unified mock exams and got first place every time. Logically speaking, he should go to the Imperial Capital to take the exam. In the imperial examination, he might be able to pass the imperial examination, the youngest Jinshi since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, but he just won't go... However, the articles he wrote are indeed good, with meandering rhetoric and majestic atmosphere. After reading it, I admire him very much."

Another person beside him sighed.

"enough!"

"Stop talking!"

The "Ten Thousand Years Old Man" Gongsun Zhi (also known as Bowen), who had been on the verge of an explosion for a long time, finally roared, startling several companions around him.

Gongsun Zhi clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Tian Zihua! I don't believe it. I can't compare to you!"

He made a decision in his heart.

…

At this time, Zhou Ming did not pay attention to the score list released after the mock exam the day before yesterday. Instead, he held a big rice bowl in his hand and went to the academy cafeteria to get food.

The meal is almost here. If you are late, you will miss the canteen chef. After some guidance from him, he will make the most delicious braised pork.

Now in the academy, this braised pork dish is the most popular. Within ten minutes at most after the meal is served, this dish will be sold out, and the rest can only choose those bland boiled dishes.

"Wenyuan Academy is also stingy. Students pay thousands of dollars in tuition fees a year, but you feed them pig food all day long. If you had known this, you should have brought a trained cook from home. , improve the food...and that boy Afu, even if I ask him to order takeout in the state capital, he will be stopped by the guard, he is stupid."

Wenyuan Academy implements a strict closed management to cultivate students' self-reliance. Therefore, last time he asked the scholar Afu to go to the state capital ten miles away to bring some food from Fuyulou, but the stupid boy walked away in a daze. Entering the main entrance, all the food was confiscated.

After getting a bowl full of braised pork from the Heshan Canteen chef he had instructed, Zhou Ming found a regular dining table and tasted the braised pork while waiting for his four roommates to arrive.

After a while, a cheerful voice came from the door of the cafeteria.

Four friendly men walked in hand in hand.

Seeing Zhou Ming who had been sitting there waiting for a long time, the four people's eyes lit up and they walked over quickly.

"Boss, there are so many braised pork, I'm so hungry, let's eat a piece first!" Fat Sima Zhi drooled, not afraid of getting his sleeves dirty, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a piece of lean meat with his fat hands, and put it in his mouth.

The back of the chopsticks twitched his fat hand, Zhou Ming scolded him: "I don't know how to pay attention to the impact, go get the bowls and chopsticks!" Sima Zhi licked his fingers, turned around and went to get the bowls and chopsticks.

"Boss, the list has just been released. This time, you took the first place in the exam again!" Lu Wencai said, who came over with a sea bowl. In his words, he seemed not surprised that the boss got the first place in the exam.

"How many times is this the first place? It seems that since the boss came to Wenyuan Academy, he has never won the second place, and he has always been the first!" Tang Junming, who is quite handsome, concluded.

"Didn't you see that the boss didn't look at the list? It's normal to take the first place in the exam. If you don't take the first place, we should tell the boss, and don't make such a fuss in the future." He said calmly.

Zhou Ming nodded slightly: "Brother Qing Xiao is right, the first is not my wish, but the test questions are easy, I always want to encounter a few questions that I can't do, and see where my shortcomings are... But such a question, There really isn’t one.” He shook his head regretfully.

"Tch!" The four of them gestured with their middle fingers, with expressions of contempt on their faces.

"Tian Zihua, is brother Zihua here?"

At this time, a medium-sized man came over with an envelope in his hand. After seeing Zhou Ming in the cafeteria, he walked up to him.

"I'm here, what's the matter?" Zhou Ming looked at him and asked.

The man raised his eyebrows, put the letter in his hand in front of him and said: "Brother Zihua, this is a challenge letter. Brother Gongsun Bowen of the Jurenyi Class wants to have a public discussion with you. I don't know Zihua." Brother, do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"Challenge? It's interesting..."

Zhou Ming became interested and asked, "What is the challenge? Let's hear it."

"Any aspect can be challenged!" The man explained: "Policy theory, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the six arts of gentleman. Brother Bowen said that he wants to compete with Brother Zihua."

"Okay, when?"

"Three days later, Master's Terrace!" The Master's Terrace is the place where the Academy holds great lectures and debates, a bit like an open-air "square".

"good!"

…

Three days later.

The battle was held as scheduled.

The Confucius stage was filled with onlookers and classmates who came to join in the fun. Especially after learning that the first and second places of Wenyuan Academy were going to compete in the literary competition, the originally calm academy seemed to have dropped a star. The boulder attracts a lot of attention.

"Tell me, what should we compete with first?"

Zhou Ming, who was dressed in smart clothes, clenched his fists and looked at the handsome man in front of him who looked like Huo Jianhua in ancient costume (I won't describe the clothes in detail because my writing skills are not good), with an imposing appearance and seemed to be slightly more handsome than himself. With a confident face and a look that didn't deserve a beating, Zhou Ming found that his fists were itchy again, and he suddenly had the urge to beat the person in front of him like the four roommates in the dormitory who were beaten by his fists. Big brother.

Gongsun Zhi was glared at by this prey-like look, and felt a little scared in his heart, but he thought about what a 14-year-old boy had to be afraid of, and immediately said: "Compared articles first, each write an article about Wenyuan Academy , After finishing writing, circulate it to all the students present, whoever writes the article well will win the game!"

Gongsun Zhi has been preparing carefully for three days, and he has the right to propose the first question. In the first round, he is very confident.

"Okay, bring me pen and ink!"

On the desk, Zhou Ming, holding a brush, started to write after a moment's thought. Within a quarter of an hour, he wrote "Wenyuan Fu".

Half an hour later, after chewing words and thinking over and over again, Gongsun Zhi's "Ode to Ge Wenyuan Academy" was also finished.

The two articles were read aloud by two classmates with louder voices. Zhou Ming's "Wenyuan Fu" has a majestic opening, with neat dialogues, gorgeous parallel words, catchy words, and no obstruction to reading, while Gongsun Although his articles on governance are not bad, they are slightly inferior and I feel inferior.

In the first game, they lost 1:0.

"Tian Zihua, it's your turn to give the question, what question are you going to give?" Gongsun Zhi is not discouraged. He has many other projects that he is good at, and there must be a few projects that he can beat this kid.

"I don't need it. You can continue to ask questions. I'm too lazy to use my brain." Zhou Ming dug his ears and shrugged indifferently.

"Okay, the second question is poetry competition. Everyone writes a landscape poem to see who writes a better poem!"

Zhou Ming nodded and plagiarized a poem called "Guan Lushan" from the "Complete Collection of Tang Poems and Song Ci" in his mind. He slightly changed the title, and then beat Gongsun Zhi on the poem writing project.

Next, policy theory, mathematics, piano art, calligraphy, painting, Go, swordsmanship, archery...

Throughout the morning, every competition item that Gongsun Zhi could think of was tested, but without exception, Zhou Ming was defeated in all these competition items.

Gongsun Zhi was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, and his eyes were red. He was no longer polite and elegant. In front of everyone, he looked like a gambler who had lost all his money. He lifted the desk, grabbed Zhou Ming's collar angrily and said, "Impossible. It must be you who cheated! You can’t beat me in everything, you cheated, I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it!”

"Yo~"

Zhou Ming, who was caught, smiled like a devil (this familiar smile made the four roommates who were watching the fight feel their anus tighten and their bodies feel a chill): "Brother Gongsun, it seems that Wen Du is not enough, you still want to Let’s have a martial arts fight, how about a show of fists and kicks?”

"Biji, I just want to teach you a lesson!"

"ah!"

The crowd exclaimed that Gongsun Zhi, who was obviously tall and strong, turned out to be extremely polite, bullied the smaller ones, and started to use his fists violently.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

However, what shocked everyone was that the man who kept screaming and was beaten into panda eyes and lobster back was actually Wenyuan's most talented scholar (original title) Gongsun Zhi. At this time, he was smaller and But Tian Zihua, a Haiping prodigy with great agility and strength, was beaten like a one-sided beating until he huddled on the ground and screamed repeatedly.

After fighting for a while, Zhou Ming felt that he was almost done. He blew on his fist, leaned down, and said in the ear of Gongsun Zhi who was groaning: "Do you know what a top student is? This is called a top student! Only when you learn, can you I will torture you like a dog, beat you to a pulp with my fists and feet!"

After this war, the name of Qingzhou's top scholar resounded throughout Wenyuan Academy and throughout Qingzhou.

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