Zhao raised his eyebrows, looked at the ink scroll, and felt more and more familiar in his heart, this topic... Déjà vu.

The mask was in the way, her expression was slightly complicated, and no one noticed.

But at the moment, she wanted to laugh.

Calming down a little, she closed her eyes and solved the problem using the methods of her previous life.

Soon, the answer came out.

Seven-eighths bucket.

Can it be written like this?

She hesitated.

She didn't understand the mood of the questioner, what was their standard answer to such a question? Zhao couldn't think of it, and didn't bother to think about it, the snow was flying outside the window, and a little cold wind entered the room, with the cold fragrance of plum blossoms, she picked up the pen, glanced at it and guessed three words, and wrote, "There are seven-eighths of the wine in the master's pot." ”

When the pen fell, she took the lead in getting up and preparing to hand in the paper.

A faint sound came out, and she turned her head sideways and glanced at the fat man of the King of Hejian who was grinning at her.

"More, less?" The fat man opened his mouth wide and called out to her silently.

Is this for her to pass on the answer?

Zhao couldn't help but laugh, he hadn't encountered this thing for many years.

The fat man is not in her leisurely mood, a big cake face is wrinkled, and his eyes are full of answers.

"What are you doing?!" The young man sitting upright above looked over vigilantly.

Zhao raised the ink scroll in his hand, and the handwriting on it was just facing the fat man, "I'm done, hand in the scroll." ”

With that, he stepped forward and handed him the ink scroll.

The young man glanced at her suspiciously and took the ink scroll.

………….

She walked out of the classroom. I just happened to see He Suxi and Xu Busy squatting on the ground boredly building a snowman, and several officials of the Ministry of Rites next to them frowned, but they didn't dare to say anything because of the rule of keeping the examination room quiet.

"Hey. How did you come out so quickly? When he saw her come out, his eyes lit up and he slapped the snowflakes off his hands.

Zhao was just about to speak, when another figure came out from behind.

The fat man walked out majestically, smiling, and the little guy waiting outside hurriedly came up and whispered. "Lord Wang, you... Done? ”

This deep suspicion made the fat man a little unable to get off the stage.

"Get out. Why didn't you finish Lao Tzu and come out?! He raised his eyebrows, glared at the little guy, and then turned his head and looked at Zhao District. The eyes narrowed into a line again.

Ho. This changes the speed of the face. "Little brother, let's go out and talk?"

The fat man glanced at the suspicious eyes of the people around him, frowned, and pulled Zhao out of the Ministry of Rites.

The carriage of the King of the River was very luxurious, and as soon as he entered, it was still hot, and the group got into the carriage and began to chat.

The fat man had tears in his eyes. took Zhao Dian's hand and began to say, "Little brother." Thank you. ”

He couldn't understand that question at all, let alone make it, it would kill him! Fortunately, he had good eyes and saw the answer at once.

God helps!

Of course, the main thanks is Zhao District.

"Little brother, don't talk, I have to thank you well." With that, he lowered his head and took out a wooden box from under the coffee table in the carriage.

"What is this?" Zhao asked.

"Open it and take a look." The fat man was obviously a little embarrassed, rubbed his hands and said, "It's just a small courtesy, let's talk about thanks." ”

Zhao raised his eyebrows, took the heavy box, and did not open it.

The fat man smiled.

The carriage was silent for a while, and the fat man suddenly sighed and began to complain, "Why did the master ask such a question?" ”

He regretted that he was also interested, and hurriedly asked, "What question?" ”

The fat man's memory is not bad, and he memorized the question directly.

He regretted his gaze and was silent thoughtfully for a long time.

Xu hurriedly listened, his fingers unconsciously swiping.

"Seven out of eight"

"Eight, seven."

The two voices came out at the same time, and Zhao looked at He Zhixiao and Xu Xian, and smiled slightly.

The fat man was stunned for a moment and asked, "What?" ”

"The answer is seven-eighths buckets."

The fat man's face quickly turned blue, sweat fell down his forehead, he hung his thighs in pain, and wailed, "Wrong... That's wrong! ”

"What's wrong?" Zhao asked questions.

The fat man's two lewd eyes squeezed out tears, and he said sadly, "I... I made a mistake..."

“…”

“…”

"What did you copy?"

The fat man gestured, his face was extremely ugly, "Qidou!" ”

Zhao District's eyes widened, "You didn't see the eighth of the front?!" ”

When the fat man mentioned this, he also hated his stupidity a little, and said tremblingly, "At that time, the invigilator stared at me desperately, and in a glance, I didn't look carefully... I just watched a seven-bucket..."

Zhao had nothing to say.

The time when she lifted the ink scroll was just like that, and it was not easy for the fat man to see the word Qidou in that instant.

But, the gap between the two answers... It's really big.

There was silence in the car for a while, and Zhao didn't know how to comfort this fat man who was quite happy.

"Alas," the fat man sighed, his face full of pain.

Zhao couldn't bear it, and handed him the box in his arms, "It's a shame." ”

The fat man calmed down a little at this time, and when he saw Zhao District's movements, he immediately said, "You can copy it for me, that is the affection, how about I give you a gift for this affection?" Take it! ”

"......" Zhao District laughed dryly.

What a pity, he simply accepted it and comforted the fat man, "Brother, don't worry, there are still five exams, you work hard." ”

The fat man nodded sadly.

………….

For the mathematics exam, Zhao District left the examination room early, and there was still an hour before the next exam.

On this snowy day, there is nowhere to go, the fat man squatted in the carriage and sighed, and the low pressure made people embarrassed to speak.

He regretted pulling them out of the carriage and going to an inn not far away to sit and wait.

"You're welcome, this inn is also mine." What a pity to grin, went directly to the second floor through the side door, pushed open a room, and began to sè, "How is this environment?" ”

The snow color is slightly cool, the top of the room is a tassel, the complex and gorgeous cloud Luo silk is like a water-colored rippling hanging in the air, the tip of the nose floats a burst of red sandalwood from time to time, quiet and beautiful, the couch is the window, exquisite carving, rare wood. I have to say that the room is indeed very tall.

But this... Have a yarn relationship with her!

No matter how good the environment is, she can't live here for the rest of her life...

"I'll go rest on the couch for a while, and you will call me in half an hour." She walked unceremoniously into the back room and commanded He Zhi.

"Howler!" He sat at the wooden table, crossed Erlang's legs, looked at the snow outside the window, and took a deep breath of cold air.

Xu hurriedly closed the window and suddenly said, "You, in a good mood?" ”

What a pity, he was suddenly shocked.

He turned his head, glanced at Xu Hurri, and finally reacted in his serious gaze, this guy... Talking to him. (To be continued......)