The next morning, Cheng Xiang got up early, boiled a few eggs and milk, and took out the small wontons that he had wrapped and put in the refrigerator a few days ago. He cooked a few bowls, which contained protein and starch, which should be considered nutritious. Let's have breakfast.
After dinner, we drove all the way to the school where the competition was held, City No. 1 Middle School.
While waiting for the exam to start, Cheng Xiang checked his admission ticket uneasily. Pencils, erasers and ballpoint pens were all there.
"Think about it." Hearing the shout, Cheng Xiang turned around and saw that it was Fan Xinping and Mengmeng. They were indeed here.
"Are you here?" Cheng Xiang followed them with a smile on his face.
Fan Xinping led Mengmeng and ran over all the way, panting and saying: "This girl urged me to come here early in the morning. She couldn't wait for the bus, so she dragged me all the way here. She was afraid that she would be late and not see you. Fortunately, my home is not far from here, otherwise I would have died of exhaustion."
Mengmeng's face was flushed and she was panting slightly. She looked at Zhou Tianxing and said, "Fortunately, I caught up. This is for you."
Mengmeng handed a black pen to Zhou Tianxing: "I wish you good luck in the exam."
Zhou Tianxing took the pen and said, "Thank you."
Fan Xinping took a breath and said, "I'll give you a gift too." She took out a small yellow triangle tied with a red string from her pocket.
"What is this?" Cheng Xiang looked at it with confusion.
"This is the talisman for passing every exam."
"ha?"
"My mother went to beg her for this during the Mengmeng competition. I'll give you one more. I hope you do well in the plenary exam and get all the answers right." With that, he stuffed it into Zhou Tianxing's hand.
Zhou Tianxing took it with a speechless expression, and Mengmeng's face was full of disgust.
Cheng Xiang said disdainfully: "Feudal superstition, we don't need to be fooled, we will definitely do it, right?"
Then he took the talisman from Zhou Tianxing's hand, clasped his hands and put it in his palm, bowed devoutly, then helped Zhou Tianxing put it into his pocket, patted it gently and said, "Put it away, put it away."
Zhou Tianxing looked at his sister-in-law babbling in confusion.
Fan Xinping poked her: "Aren't you talking about feudal superstition?"
“I would rather believe that something exists than something that doesn’t exist.”
At this time, the school door opened and students entered the examination room one after another.
“Come on, Tianxing.
"Come on, uncle."
After the students entered the examination room, the door was closed again.
All the parents at the door dispersed. Some went home, while others sat and chatted.
Fan Xinping said: "I have to send Mengmeng to the Children's Palace for class? This girl is not afraid of being late in order to give Zhou Tianxing the exam."
Mengmeng smiled sheepishly and lowered her head.
Cheng Xiang smiled and said, "I'll send Qing'er to Teacher Lu's class first, and I'll pick up Tianxing later."
Everyone agreed to meet at the school gate for a while, and then went about their business.
After seeing off Qing'er, Cheng Xiang took Zhou Yang to Dr. Zhong's Ancient Words Hall. Although she, a closed disciple, was very unqualified and not very motivated, since she promised to study hard, she couldn't stretch her hips too much. After a week I still have to go to Dr. Zhong once for a lecture.
Doctor Zhong saw her coming, and with a smile on his face, he took out a piece of paper and said, "Make this paper."
"Huh? What is this?" Cheng Xiang stared.
"This is a test paper to test your recent reading performance." Dr. Zhong said with a warm smile.
Cheng Xiang said with a grimace, "Do I have to take a test too?" If he had known that he would pass the test, he would have kept it for himself.
This is a beautifully handwritten test paper with calligraphy. The questions on it are all based on several traditional Chinese medicine books she has read recently.
Test her knowledge of the appearance, characteristics, efficacy, growth, harvesting, and processing methods of medicinal materials.
Cheng Xiang held the pen and bit the penholder. These topics seemed familiar to him, but he didn't know where to start.
"Mom, is it difficult? Do you feel like you know every word, but you don't understand what it means when you put them together?" Zhou Yang asked lying on the side.
Cheng Xiang glanced at him sideways and said, "Let's play for a while." Zhou Yang curled his lips with an expression like "Did I tell you right?" and ran away to play.
Cheng Xiang sighed, alas, this boy really got it right.
After about half an hour, Cheng wanted to hand the completed test paper to Dr. Zhong. Dr. Zhong took a sip of tea and squinted his eyes.
The frown on his face made Cheng Xiang tremble in his heart.
After a long while, Dr. Zhong said: "It's not bad. Ancient books are difficult to understand. You read and understand by yourself. It's not easy to reach this level."
Cheng wanted to relax a little.
"But," a change came: "You still have to pay more attention. Look at this question, the answer is completely wrong. Qihuang's technique can cure diseases and save people, so be careful. In ancient times, Shen Nong tasted hundreds of herbs, and Li Shizhen personally tried the medicine. After thousands of years of accumulation, we have the ready-made medical books we have today. We must cherish the achievements of our predecessors, you know?"
Cheng Xiang nodded: "I understand, master."
"Okay, then I'll test you with a few more questions." Dr. Zhong made a show of picking up his brush and asking for more questions.
Cheng Xiang stepped forward and grabbed Dr. Zhong's pen holder: "Master, I still have to pick up Tianxing for the exam. It's too late."
Cheng Xiang blinked and showed an innocent smile.
Doctor Zhong looked suspicious: "Really?"
Zhou Yang came over and said innocently: "Mom, it's time, my uncle is almost finished taking the exam."
Cheng Xiang gave Zhou Yang a big compliment with his eyes for sacrificing his life to save his mother. He turned around and nodded to Dr. Zhong with determination.
Dr. Zhong put down his pen and said, "Okay, let's go pick up the child first."
"okay."
Cheng Xiang happily took Zhou Yang and walked out.
"I'll take the test next time. Go home and read hard." Dr. Zhong's deep voice sounded behind him. Cheng Xiang curled his lips pitifully and said reluctantly: "Okay."
When they arrived at the school gate, Fan Xinping and Mengmeng had already arrived, and the exam had just ended.
Zhou Tianxing walked out of it with a brisk expression.
"How was it? Did you do well in the exam?"
"Have you finished writing?"
"Can you do it all?"
Everyone surrounded Zhou Tianxing and asked various questions.
Zhou Tianxing laughed when asked: "It's okay, the questions are not too difficult."
"It's stable, so it must be stable." Fan Xinping patted Zhou Tianxing confidently: "I said that the talisman that will definitely pass the exam will work."
"What? I'm already good at learning Tianxing." Mengmeng pouted and retorted to her sister.
"Okay, okay, he's good at everything." Fan Xinping rolled her eyes and ignored her sister.
"Don't think about it after the exam. Let's wait for the results. Let's go get something to eat. You will definitely be hungry after taking the exam all morning." Cheng Xiang suggested.
"Would you like to eat roast duck?" Zhou Yang popped up and suggested.
Cheng wanted to flick his head and said, "I'm going to reward my uncle. What are you suggesting?"
Zhou Yang rubbed his head with a flat mouth and looked up at his uncle pitifully.
Zhou Tianxing chuckled and looked at Mengmeng: "What do you want to eat?"
Mengmeng tilted her head and thought for a moment before saying, "Roast duck."
Zhou Tianxing: "Then roast duck."
"Great."
Zhou Yang jumped up excitedly.
