"Forget it!"
Lin Yi glanced at the unconvinced academy disciples and said, "Disciples in the academy will devote themselves to studying and practicing. They don't need any status."
What is the use of academy status?
Would Zheng Zhiqiu not give him any literary skills or classics he needed?
Rather than wasting time on these people, it would be better to practice a few more literary skills and then practice other skills.
In the Holy Academy Examination and the Palace Examination, in addition to the required items in literature and art, there is also an art exam.
Music, shooting, imperialism, and calligraphy.
That is, the four major categories are music, archery, riding, and calligraphy.
All ranked first, namely Huiyuan and Zhuangyuan, who received the talent empowerment from Zhenguo Shengyuan.
From then on, he became the top talent in the literary world and became famous all over the world. He gained many wonderful benefits by practicing the literary arts.
"this……"
Dean Zheng Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment.
He immediately smiled bitterly, but did not force it. He nodded and said: "Okay, in that case, let's go to the academy and arrange a place for you and Mr. Su!"
Zheng Zhiqiu was ready to leave with Lin Yi.
However, the academy bachelors were not convinced and spontaneously stopped the dean, Lin Yi and others.
"Dean, he has a guilty conscience and can't prove that the poem on the inscription was written by him, so he is avoiding it!"
"That's right, Dean, you said that Lin is a genius, and that he is not alone in his literary skills, but he has not shown any ability. We can't swallow this breath, why should he!"
"Our academy is very particular about convincing people with reason. He said that the poem on the inscription was written by him, but he couldn't prove it. Now we really can't convince him!"
All the scholars were filled with indignation.
They are all very proud people and cannot accept that a newcomer with a ninth grade enlightenment should get such a good reputation.
It seems that they are not as good as Lin Yi.
"presumptuous!"
The dean was afraid that these people would offend Lin Yi and make this precious child angry, so he yelled: "Lin Yi just joined the academy, this is how you treat others?"
The scholars refused to give in, raised their heads and looked directly at Dean Zheng Zhiqiu, their eyes stubborn.
The wives did not intervene.
They have the same attitude as these bachelors.
Lin also claimed that he wrote the poem on the monument, but he did not dare to stand up and prove it. It was obvious that there was a lot of confusion.
"You...you guys really want to make me mad to death? Lin Yi doesn't want to prove himself, so you have to force him to do it? Stupid!"
Zheng Zhiqiu blew his beard and glared angrily, and couldn't help but want to reveal everything about Lin Yi.
But that's it.
Lin Yi's indifferent voice sounded: "I, Lin Yi, write poems to express my feelings. Why do I need to prove it to you?"
Wow!
The crowd was in an uproar.
"Arrogant, really arrogant!"
"In my thirty years of studying, Wang Chun, I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you!"
"When you join Pingzhou Academy, you are our junior disciple in terms of qualifications. If there is no master to accept you, you can only become a registered disciple!"
"Dean, listen to his tone. Could it be that any cat or dog can come in to our Pingzhou Academy?"
Lin Yi's words immediately stirred up waves.
More and more bachelors, with blushing faces, joined the crusade against Lin Yi.
Chen Jinbei said seriously: "If the dean is willing to let go, I will accept it..."
"???"
The other masters were stunned and looked at Chen Jinbei blankly.
Is the dean willing to let go?
Does this sentence mean that the dean will personally accept him as a disciple?
Buzz!
All the bachelors were silent, their heads were buzzing, and the faces of the few bachelors standing at the front were all darkened.
Lin Yi could actually become the dean's third direct disciple?
You must know that in the entire Pingzhou Academy, there are currently only two people who have become the dean's disciples.
One is Chen Haoran, the former academy's top talent.
One is Fang Qingxue, the first Huiyuan in the history of Jinzhou.
Whether it is Chen Haoran or Fang Qingxue, they are both real people with outstanding talents and outstanding literary talents. Everyone admires them.
Even Li Wenbo, who ranked first in the Nanxiang Prefecture rural examination that year, was not able to become a disciple of the dean.
Becoming the direct disciple of the dean will be eligible to inherit the mantle in the future, become the master of the academy, and be protected by the holy courtyard.
Especially now that Pingzhou Academy has a poem on the inscription, the identity of the direct disciple of the dean can also be included in the roster of the Zhenguo Holy Academy.
This is a great privilege.
Lin Yi, why should he?
Dean Zheng Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at Chen Jinbei and said, "Daydreaming!"
Chen Jinbei sighed.
He discovered the talent, but in the end he couldn't get a share of the pie, how sad!
"Watch your words!"
Lin Yi's eyes fell on Li Wenbo. What Li Wenbo said just now made him really angry.
They can question themselves, after all, he can't control other people's mouths.
But humiliating.
Feel sorry!
This is absolutely intolerable.
"oh?"
Li Wenbo was worried that he could not suppress Lin Yi to prove that he was much better than Lin Yi. Unexpectedly, Lin Yi was angered by his words.
The fish takes the bait!
"Is there anything wrong with what I said? If you have the ability, you can prove yourself by writing a poem that is as brilliant as ever!"
Li Wenbo stared at Lin Yi, the aura of the seventh-level benevolent person was very aggressive.
Lin Yi sneered and said: "Your body and name will be destroyed, but the eternal flow of the river will not be destroyed!"
When~
Just as he finished speaking, the academy's bell rang through the mountains again, and the energy from heaven and earth surged and quickly gathered towards the foot of the mountain.
Everyone looked moved.
But Lin Yi was unmoved and sneered: "No matter what you say, my poem is engraved on the academy monument, just like a river that will never be wasted and will last forever. But you are insignificant in the long river of history and can only live in this world." All names are destroyed!"
"Is this enough proof?"
Lin Yi flicked his sleeves and robe in a graceful manner.
He really had no interest in slapping these people in the face, but these people went too far and actually started to humiliate them.
Then don't blame him for being rude!
"Okay, okay, that's a great thing to say. Your body and name will be destroyed, and the rivers will not be destroyed forever."
Dean Zheng Zhiqiu's scalp was numb, his body was shaking uncontrollably, and he lost his temper and said: "As long as the academy does not collapse, this monument will be immortal for thousands of years, and this poem of yours will also be remembered forever!"
Buzz!
Buzz!
Li Wenbo, the other scholars, and the seven masters all felt their heads buzzing at that time.
Their faces all turned black, their hearts filled with anger, and they wished they could suppress Lin Yi with their literary skills.
Lin Yi's poem was good, but... it was humiliating and ridiculing them.
"How brave of you are you to humiliate scholars like us!"
Li Wenbo was immediately furious and stood up to scold Lin Yi, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
Moreover, he also pulled all the bachelors to his side, saying that Lin Yi had humiliated all of them.
"Yes, I am indeed talking about every one of you scholars here!"
Lin Yi nodded calmly.
Wow!
All the scholars were in an uproar, rolling up their sleeves angrily, spitting out sweet scents, wanting to rush forward and fight with Lin Yi.
"You are provoking Chi Guoguo!"
All the scholars said.
"You can think so!"
Lin Yi nodded and admitted.
He has such a personality that he dares to get angry and scold, otherwise he wouldn't have directly gone to the headhunter just after crossing over.
He even dared to beat Master Zhang Shengcai directly in the county government office and dared to challenge the county magistrate.
He has a spirit in his bones that will resist when oppressed.
A group of academicians.
Just allow them to point fingers and humiliate you, but don’t allow yourself to ridicule them in return?
This is just tit for tat!
