After Wei Feng left Fuyuanzhai, he rerolled the calligraphy and put it in a cardboard box for storage. He glanced at Buji, who was about to finish practicing his sword practice, and then returned to the bar of the study room to continue coding.
The last reminder from Master Yu was to tell him that even if he knew that he could enter the academy, he had better perform better in the re-examination, but this was what he had to do in the first place.
When the Zhai Master gave him a hint the night before, he had already figured it out. It was a fact that the Zhai Master knew his identity as a professional, and he was doomed if he did not hide it well during the first contact.
If the academy really could not tolerate the existence of professionals, he would not be able to live a stable life until now. On the contrary, he is still running the bookstore vigorously, which at least proves that the academy acquiesces to the existence of professionals. Wei Feng believes that going one step further, the academy The palace is also willing to cultivate a group of professionals.
Although he had inquired in many ways, the reputation of the Academy was excellent, but the Academy was a whole, and it was composed of many people. Human minds were complex, and it was difficult to guarantee that there would not be some individuals with different thoughts and wanted to treat the Academy as a whole. He does something.
No matter whether someone wants to do something to him in private, it must be shady. The best way to deal with the darkness is to stand in the sun and be exposed to more people's vision.
The Academy Examination attracts thousands of people's attention. It is a good opportunity to enter the public eye. He must be high-profile, preferably to the level where everyone knows it, so that those who may have ulterior motives will not dare to attack him at will. With his claws out, he is safer.
So he just handed in a blank paper when he could have taken a policy exam, so he showed part of his ability to crush his opponents in the archery exam, so he carefully chose the most reliable math and engineering, so he took the music exam Dr. Xue Gong was so angry that he jumped on his feet.
These are all to increase his topicality and popularity. When more people talk about him, he can no longer disappear casually. This is the only effort Wei Feng can make.
"Boss~, what kind of books do you sell here~"
Not long after the door opened in the afternoon, a pretty and lovely girl came in. She tilted her head and blinked her big eyes, looked at Wei Feng, and asked delicately.
Wei Feng didn't even raise his head and pointed to the sign outside the door: "See for yourself."
"Oh~" The girl was slightly dissatisfied, but she still obediently knelt down to look at the signboard. After a while, she raised her head and entered the store. She walked around the store twice and asked, "So it's not about selling books, so what is there here?" You can read the book."
Wei Feng still didn't raise his head, pointing to the bookshelf: "Read it yourself."
"Shopkeeper, why are you ignoring me? Shouldn't you introduce me to me?" The girl pouted and snorted.
Wei Feng kept his hands on his hands and said: "I am mute and can't speak. I can't introduce it to you. You can see for yourself."
After he finished speaking, the store was quiet for a few breaths, and you could hear the drop of a needle. The woman didn't know how to continue for a while. She only felt itchy with hatred. Finally, she took a deep breath and pretended to be aggrieved: "Okay, then. I’ll see for myself.”
It was better for Bu Ji to sit here. Wei Feng sighed in his heart.
Bu Ji practiced swordplay for an hour in the morning and evening. Since he was delayed in taking the Academy exam in the morning, he was doing homework in the backyard, so Wei Feng came to the shop to sit for a while, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.
Wei Feng didn't need to look at it. Just from the bitch's bitch-like feeling, he knew that this person was sent to test or get close to him again.
In the first few days when the bookstore opened, several people would come every day, pestering Wei Feng to introduce books, and then the conversation would get endless. At first, Wei Feng thought he was a curious customer, so he patiently introduced them. It wasn't until he realized that these women weren't paying attention to the books at all, but to him, that he realized what was going on.
But when opening a store to do business, there is no argument for driving customers away. Wei Feng's response strategy at that time was to attract Bu Ji to the platform.
No matter what tricks and routines these women used, Bu Ji could react and deal with them, but if he couldn't react, he could only respond in silence, burying the most fancy tricks in the simplest way.
It only took Bu Ji five short days to make these women no longer want to come. After more than a month, no woman came to the bookstore again. To this day, I am afraid it was after today's academy exam. Being targeted by someone with intentions.
The woman picked a book at random and read it absentmindedly. From time to time she stood up and moved, showing off her figure. From time to time she let out a few silver bell-like smiles, as if the plot in the book made her laugh.
She was always paying attention to Wei Feng's actions with her peripheral vision, and found that Wei Feng never raised his head, and she was a little anxious in her heart. If Wei Feng didn't pay attention to her words, no matter how she performed, she would just show her charming eyes to the blind man.
She tried to talk to Wei Feng: "Boss, did you write all these books?"
"Yeah." Wei Feng didn't look up.
She had no choice but to change the topic: "Boss, your handwriting is really beautiful. Do you practice calligraphy all year round?"
"Yeah." Wei Feng didn't look up.
She became angry and changed the subject: "Boss, there are so few seats here. Can you make money by opening a store like this?"
"Yeah." Wei Feng didn't look up.
She gritted her teeth in hatred and said with a flash of inspiration: "Boss, give me a cup of fruit tea."
As expected, Wei Feng raised her head and stood up. A trace of pride flashed in her eyes. As long as she could take the first step, she would be able to use her own methods.
But Wei Feng turned around and looked back: "Bu Ji, you've finished practicing your sword. Come quickly. This guest needs fruit tea. Ask her what she wants. I'm going back to the backyard."
After saying that, he really left. Bu Ji walked over blankly and asked: "Guest, what kind of tea do you need?"
The smile in the corner of the woman's eyes froze, and then slowly faded away. Finally, her chest heaved with anger, she threw the book on the table angrily, stood up, and was about to leave.
"Oh, guest, you haven't paid yet."
The woman had just taken two steps when she heard Buji shouting from behind. She angrily took out a silver coin, slammed it on the table, and then stomped away.
Bu Ji walked forward to collect the money, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although the female customers in Feiniao Town seemed to have bad tempers, they were really generous with their money, unlike a certain fish seller. guy.
When Cao Cao arrived, Lou Runfa walked in with a fishy smell, holding two fish in his hand.
He handed the fish to Buji, who took it and said proactively: "There is no update from the shopkeeper today. You can come back and see it tomorrow."
Lou Runfa said with a smile: "Hey, I'm not here to read books today, I just want to tell your shop owner that I performed beyond my standard in the Academy exam today. I think I will be solid in the re-examination. I may be a disciple of the Academy in the future. Let you The shop owner is smart and will consciously discount when he sees me in the future. Also, the book I read needs to be updated soon, so you can help me relay it to him."
Buji looked strange, thought for a moment and asked, "Where is your seat for today's exam?"
Lou Runfa said casually: "Sixty-four horizontally and three vertically, what's wrong? Why do you ask this?"
Bu Ji was silent. It turned out that the position was so far away, so Lou Runfa probably couldn't see the person clearly when Wei Feng handed in the paper in advance, otherwise he wouldn't have come over and screamed.
He nodded in agreement: "I will relay it for you."
Lou Runfa looked like a little kid and left humming a tune. He really didn't read a book.
(End of chapter)
