Sima Yue poked Sima Xuan with his elbow, motioned him to look at the black-clothed young man, and then asked in a low voice, "Who is that person?" It looks amazing. ”

Sima Xuan followed her gaze, then retracted his gaze, pursed his lips, and said, "His name is Cui Hu, he is a member of the Boling Cui clan, and he is the nephew of the one in the palace. He's a guy who sometimes sits there all day without saying a word, and he's just a stuffy gourd. And he has a cold face at everyone all day long, as if others owe him tens of thousands of taels of silver, I advise you not to approach him in the future. ”

Sima Yue sighed and withdrew his gaze.

The next two classes are arithmetic classes.

The arithmetic master is an old man. With gray hair and a gray beard, you can tell at first glance that he is a nerd.

With a book under his arm, an abacus and a few pieces of wood in his hand, he slowly walked to the top of the bookcase and sat down, and then slowly opened the book.

After shaking the abacus in his hand, he began to talk about the topic.

At the beginning, they were all relatively simple questions, nothing more than simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division that can be used when going out to buy things every day, and simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division that can be calculated by pulling and pulling abacus beads.

It's just an abacus, Sima Yue won't use it.

In her previous life, there was an abacus in the family, which was used by her grandfather when he was an accountant in the village, but it was later dismantled by Sima Yue and her younger brother to play with beads.

So Sima Yue could only listen to the sound of a room crackling and planning to plate beads, but he was sitting there looking at the abacus in a daze.

Fortunately, this arithmetic master was not as shrewd as Wang Jun, and he didn't notice anything unusual for a while, and still just sat there and slowly talked about various topics.

By the time of the second lesson, Master's style of painting had changed and he began to talk about other topics.

The first thing that came out was a question about chickens and rabbits in the same cage.

Chickens and rabbits are in the same cage I don't know how to count, and thirty-six cages are exposed.

Count 50 pairs of feet, how many chickens and rabbits are there?

Translated into the vernacular, a cage contains chickens and rabbits, and if you count them by head, there are thirty-six heads, and if you count them by feet, there are a total of one hundred legs, and ask how many chickens and rabbits are in the cage.

Sima Yue immediately became interested.

As a science girl, I have studied mathematics for more than ten years in my last life, so this kind of elementary school student's problem is really soeasy.

When he turned his head, he saw that Sima Xuan was still frowning and pulling the abacus beads, obviously he didn't have a clue yet.

When she took Wang Jun's literature class before, there were several traditional Chinese characters that she didn't know, so she specially asked Sima Xuan after class, but she didn't want to be ridiculed by that guy. Now it's okay, Feng Shui takes turns, and it's her turn to laugh at him.

After the arithmetic master finished this question, he stroked his beard for a while, and then said slowly, "Has any of your classmates figured it out?" ”

There was silence below, and there was no sound of pulling the abacus beads.

The arithmetic master's eyes slowly turned around the room, and then he said slowly: "Then I'll find a classmate to come out and solve it." ”

As his words fell, all the classmates lowered their heads and prayed secretly, don't call me, don't call me.

If you can't answer, you have to stand for a class. This is still a trivial matter, the key is to lose face.

The arithmetic master's eyes slowly wandered around the room, as if he was wondering who would be better to call to answer this question.

And all the people below are hanging their heads and holding their breath, praying that they don't be the unlucky ghost.

"Ahem, ahem." The arithmetic master coughed twice suddenly, and then his eyes slowly turned to the row of Sima Xuan and Sima Yue.

Sima Yue's heart was raised.

If the Master happened to ask her to answer this question, should she answer it correctly, or did she not know?

Answer it correctly, but in the impression of others, she is still a fool, and she suddenly changes to arithmetic problems, will she be suspected? But if you don't know this, you will be punished for standing for a class, and then you will have to accept the ridicule of Sima Xuan and others, which is really sad enough.

But it turns out that she really thinks too much.

Because the arithmetic master's eyes were fixed on Sima Xuan's body, he said slowly: "Sima Xuan, you can answer this question." ”

Then Sima Yue saw Sima Xuan stand up stiffly, looking like I was so unlucky.

"Master, I, I"

Sima Xuan, who is usually eloquent, is standing there now, as if he is like a tape with a tape stuck, I have been stunned for a long time, and I have not come out with anything.

"Your Highness won't count this question?" The arithmetic master said slowly, "Your Highness's recent arithmetic results are not very good, how can you do it in the long run?" Yesterday, His Majesty also asked His Royal Highness how his highness had learned arithmetic recently, and the old minister was really speechless and shameless at that time. According to the old minister, His Royal Highness, as the king of Langya, should set an example for all the students here, how can he be greedy for fun every day and miss his studies? Alas, the old minister is really worried about His Highness. ”

Sima Yue felt that this arithmetic master could work part-time as a master of ideology and morality.

She saw Sima Xuan standing there with an embarrassed face, and she couldn't bear it, so she picked up the pen, quickly wrote the answer on the paper, and then pushed the note onto Sima Xuan's bookcase with the cover of a few books raised in front of her.

Sima Xuan first glanced at Sima Yue in surprise, and his first feeling was that Yue'er would actually count this question? Isn't it all about saying she's a fool?

But seeing Sima Yue's expression of victory, and nodding firmly at him, he suddenly felt that maybe Yue'er was really as wise and foolish as Wang Jun said.

So he raised his head, faced the direction of the arithmetic master, and said aloud, "Master, the answer to this question has been calculated by the student." ”

When the master heard this, he first sighed, as if he didn't believe it, but then he asked, "Oh? Your Highness has figured it out? Then His Royal Highness told the minister, how many chickens are there and how many rabbits are there? ”

"22 chickens and 14 rabbits."

When the arithmetic master heard this, his face was pleased, and he praised it repeatedly: "The children can be taught, and the children can be taught." ”

immediately praised Sima Xuan greatly and let him sit down. And said that he would definitely report today's events to His Majesty, so that His Majesty would also have fun with him.

There was a lot of noise around them, all of them expressing disbelief that Sima Xuan would actually calculate this question.

In the back row, Cui Hu, who was dressed in black clothes and black hair, glanced at Sima Yue and Sima Xuan coldly, and then lowered his head indifferently.

Although others didn't see Sima Yue's small action of quietly pushing the note just now, he saw it.

Therefore, this question was calculated by Sima Yue at all, not by Sima Xuan.

Finally got out of class, and the arithmetic master took the book and left with the abacus and the abacus. The hapless students who were called up to answer the question and did not answer, and the students who had stood for a lesson all sat back in their chairs, receiving greetings of concern or ridicule from all sides.

Sima Xuan excitedly grabbed Sima Yue's hand and asked repeatedly: "Yue'er, Yue'er, how can you calculate this question?" ”

Sima Yue slapped his hand away and reprimanded: "Men and women don't kiss, don't just hold my hand." ”

She used a lot of force this time, and she could only hear a crisp snap, and even she panicked for Sima Xuan when she heard it. But Sima Xuan didn't seem to know the pain, and just said excitedly: "Okay, okay." In the future, I will no longer be afraid of the master asking me to get up and answer questions, and Yue'er will help me. ”

Speaking of the last sentence, there was a faint hint of coquettishness in it, and Sima Yue, who provoked him, got goosebumps all over his body and stood up collectively.

She turned her head away and didn't speak, but she was thinking in her heart, think beautifully, girl, I won't have to take this arithmetic class soon.

Previously, she had learned from Sima Xuan what he called the big secret of the academy, which turned out to be that if you feel that you have learned everything that the master has taught, and there is a tendency for the blue to be better than the blue, then you can challenge the master. As long as you can do the questions from the master, and you can't do the questions from the master, then you can become a teacher. In other words, you will be able to take this course directly and never use it again.

However, after Sima Xuan finished speaking, he said, it's just that since the establishment of the Royal Academy, no student has been able to challenge the master successfully.

But Sima Yue took this matter to heart at that time.

She originally thought that she had read books for sixteen years in her previous life, not to mention being proficient, but she was quite familiar with it. She didn't dare to challenge it, she should be able to try literature and arithmetic, right?

Isn't literature just language? Isn't arithmetic math? It was a proper compulsory course in my last life. And after she knew that the literary master was Wang Jun, she really wanted to challenge it, and then she didn't take this class.

Na Cheng thought that she was dumbfounded just after two literature classes.

In my last life, I felt that the Chinese class was about summarizing the central idea optically, finding typos, analyzing poems, writing propositional essays, etc., but Wang Jun directly asked to write poems and songs, couplets and the like, and she was not skilled in this regard.

Not only is she not proficient in business, but she also feels that she is black-eyed, because the books are all traditional characters!!

Therefore, it is impossible to challenge Wang Jun's estimate. But this arithmetic, Sima Yue touched his chin and felt that it was still feasible.

It's just that I can't challenge it for the time being, and I'll have to talk about it in half a month.

After eating at noon, I took a break for a while, and there were three classes in the afternoon, namely Yaoqin class, calligraphy class and Keju class.

The hard thing is that the masters of the Yaoqin class and the calligraphy class are all Wang Jun.