"It should be okay, but I'm not sure." Song Jingyun answered.
"Mr. Song, please stop being modest." Wei Liangji joked, "Seeing that Mr. Song is smiling all over his face, he must be very confident."
"I'm not happy because of the exam."
"Oh?" Wei Liangji's expression suddenly became serious, "What's the reason for that?"
Is there anything else that is more important to Song Jingyun than the academy exam?
"My wife said today that she would make barbecue at home." When Song Jingyun spoke, his eyebrows were raised, full of excitement, "Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I have eaten barbecue made by my wife!"
"Without further delay, I have to go back quickly. If I go back late, I'm afraid my wife will lose her patience and won't want to do it. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, he disappeared in front of Wei Liangji like a gust of wind.
Wei Liangji, "..."
Sure enough, there is no delicious food in this world that his wife cannot live up to?
Even things like the future of studying have to be placed further back?
While Wei Liangji was thinking, Lu Yuming reached out and patted his shoulder, giving him a "just get used to it" look.
"Maybe it's because Mr. Song is pure in mind and sincere in his treatment of others that he is better at reading than us." Wei Liangji said.
"Not entirely." Lu Yuming shook his head, and then said seriously, "It's mainly because of other things."
"What?"
"Because Song Langjun's head does look different from ours." Lu Yuming replied.
Wei Liangji, "..."
Nothing wrong!
He has a photographic memory and an excellent memory. He can memorize almost all the articles in one sitting, and he can understand almost all the various explanations after reading them once.
This head is really different from theirs.
Most likely you have drank the water from Guanyin Master’s jade purification bottle, eaten the elixir from Taishang Laojun, and eaten the flat peaches from the Peach Garden?
Or perhaps, this Song Jingyun himself is a real literary star descended to earth.
The two people were joking here, and Zhang Yaosheng curled his lips.
What's the difference?
But they are all round, about the size of a watermelon, with hair on top of the head, a face on the front, and the neck supporting them underneath?
Just because Song Jingyun married a good woman, oh no, married a good woman and married into a good family, is he different from them?
It doesn't matter if you have a good memory, it doesn't matter if Wenquxing comes to earth, if you don't study hard, no matter how good your talent is, it will be useless.
There are countless people who succeed when they are young but are mediocre when they are older. This is all because they were proud of their talents and did not want to make progress when they were young.
It has been snowing heavily these past few days, and everyone who lives in the county is studying at home, so Zhang Yaosheng carefully observed Song Jingyun's study situation.
During the day, I only read for two hours the whole day. The rest of the time I was either helping Jiang Michia with flowers and plants in the yard, or basking in the sun and making bird cages.
At night, the lights in my home were turned off very early, and I didn't look like I was studying hard at all.
Apart from other things, at least it is incomparable to Zhang Yaosheng's burning the midnight oil to read!
With this kind of reading attitude, even if the talent is extremely high, so what?
And for this exam, Zhang Yaosheng felt quite confident and answered the questions very well, so he would definitely get a good result.
When the time comes, let’s watch Zhang Yaosheng shine in the entire academy!
Zhang Yaosheng raised his chin and passed in front of Wei Liangji and Lu Yuming with a cold snort, making the two of them look at each other in confusion.
"What's wrong with this husband? He feels so angry." Lu Yuming scratched his ears.
"Ignore him." Wei Liangji said, "He has always been like this. Before you arrived at Wende Academy, he always looked like he was looked down upon by no one. Little did he know that he was the one being looked down upon. If he comes last in the exam this time, he will no longer be able to study at Wende College."
There are new talents every year, and the number of students in Wende Academy is naturally increasing. The academy has limited space and cannot accommodate so many students. Therefore, there have been rules since the past few years. If it is the last two years in a row, it will be the last. If they are three, they will drop out of Wende Academy and study in county schools or other academies.
Zhang Yaosheng has always been in last or second place in the past two years. If this is still the case this time, he will have no choice but to leave.
Lu Yuming felt a little uneasy when he heard this.
Speaking of which, this is the first exam he has to take after arriving at Wende College. Wende College is full of talents, but his talent and learning are really not very good. It would be a bit embarrassing if he failed to do well in the first exam.
Not only would he be embarrassed for himself, but most importantly, he would be embarrassed for Hongle Academy and his friends Song Jingyun.
Thinking of this, Lu Yuming had no intention of playing around with Wei Liangji anymore, so he hurriedly went to study.
Wei Liangji couldn't help but touch his nose there.
Now that the exam is over, can my grades get better if I read the book again?
Song Jingyun walked back all the way, thinking about the barbecue Jiang Michia was preparing to eat.
As a result, I was walking and saw a new stall opened near the entrance of the alley.
It was a stall set up by a mother and daughter. They looked a bit unfamiliar and did not look like people from this area, but the stall was very clean and there were not many customers.
And every time the woman opened the lid of the pot, Song Jingyun could smell a very strong fragrance, and couldn't help but move forward to see what it was.
"Do you want to eat red oil?" The little girl saw Song Jingyun approaching and greeted timidly, "It's delicious."
Red oil copying hands.
Song Jingyun raised his eyes and looked at the bowls of the customers at the stall. They were full of oily and red soup mixed with white and fat soup. The glutton in his stomach suddenly emerged, "Well, here are two bowls."
"Okay, two bowls of red oil." The woman agreed with a smile, quickly wrapped the oil and put it in the pot to cook.
After it's cooked, take it out, add soup, pour red oil, and sprinkle with coriander...
When Song Jingyun arrived home with the red oil in hand, he was always trembling with fear. His eyes were only fixed on the bowl in his hand, for fear of spilling the soup.
Seeing this, Zhucui and Chengmao hurriedly took it and poured it into their own bowls. They asked Song Jingyun where the stall was so they could return the bowl.
"What did you buy?" Jiang Michia was gathering the charcoal fire there. Seeing Song Jingyun and the others moving back and forth, she didn't even bother to look up. She just sniffed and said, "It smells weird."
"The newly opened stall at the entrance of the alley sells red oil noodles. I smelled the delicious taste, so I bought two bowls for you to try."
When Song Jingyun spoke, he had already taken a spoon, scooped up a piece of paper and handed it to Jiang Michia's mouth.
Red oil copying hands.
Jiang Mixia suddenly remembered the woman named Yun Niang that he had seen in Fucheng, and the cute and sensible little daughter beside him. The red oil noodles she made were very delicious.
It's a pity that she has a weak temper and allows her husband's family to bully her.
It's the end of the month, so I can't really see the rankings... Sure enough, the single update has a big impact, but the little cuties who have votes can still vote, thank you~
(End of chapter)
