Facing Mao Yulong, who shrank into the corner, Song Yuanshan said proudly: "Wait a while, our annual plum appreciation test is about to start, this year's academic and political education and professors in the house have come, this time is to learn with real talent, who has real talent and real learning, who is a straw bag, we will see a real chapter this time." Then he took out a bag of silver in his arms, held it high, and showed it off: "According to the old rules, we still have to bet some bets as a small play, and those who are rated as the first by the education and professors of the University of Science and Politics will win the silver of all of us, if we lose." Then he looked at Mao Yulong with a smile: "I think some people are also poor and have no money, and we don't need him to take out the money, so let's strip his scholar's clothes and let him go down the mountain directly." ”

This bet is simply humiliating to the point of unprecedented, after ten years of hard work, he finally earned this piece of scholar's clothes, and was stripped naked and driven down the mountain, what kind of humiliation would it be?

But at this time, no matter how the other party teases, Mao Yulong must not be fooled, the reason is that he is shy. Another point, I know that I know that I am two pounds, and I am still opportunistic, and I must not win in this kind of competition, which is definitely self-inflicted.

So Mao Wenlong shook his hand again and again, kept retreating, and bowed again and again: "I just came here to participate in this grand event and feel the demeanor of my seniors, and I have no intention of competing with my predecessors. ”

As a result, the more he said this, the more these people thought that he could be bullied, and they had long suppressed it in their hearts, and the depression of being the head of the case by him became more and more vigorous.

People are such a mentality, they can't do it themselves, and they don't want others to do it, and then they can find the balance in their hearts.

Mao Yulong, who had been forced into a corner, really had no choice, and was ready to roar, bite with his teeth and kick with his feet, but also to highlight this encirclement, and then fall down the mountain. No matter what, it's better than having people stripped naked.

As a result, at this time, the long-sleeved fluttering scholar had already come out, and his little servant stood there and recited loudly: "I don't write a poem today, but I do a fu, which is based on the plum blossoms in this courtyard." ”

Just this sentence, like a heavenly sound, immediately filled Mao Yulong's heart with the desire to fight, so he stopped when he retreated to the corner, bent his waist straightened, and the voice of repeated accusations stopped, and became justified.

"Since you have such an interest in the same year, I might as well obey it with respect."

For his sudden change, no one thought that he was full of confidence, and all thought that it was a leper dog, forced into a corner, just a trapped beast, and finally humiliated himself.

Song Yuanshan was even more arrogant: "To make a scientific expedition game, in addition to the bonuses dedicated to the doctors of education, we also have to do some gambling games, don't forget." ”

Mao Yulong smiled and pushed away the group of people gathered in front of him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've borrowed it, it's just a gambling scene, I'll bet with you, it's just a piece of writing plum blossoms, don't bet too much." Then he was very humble and smiled at his eight snow-white teeth: "I just paid 20 yuan for lunch in my pocket, and I still have 30 yuan left, so I will use this 30 yuan as a bet." ”

I heard that it was only 30 yuan, and all the scholars around Mao Yulong laughed.

Mao Yulong didn't care about them, so he squatted down, picked up a branch, and drew six horizontal and vertical lines on the ground, a total of 36 grids: "I also know your thoughts, my gambling money is not much, and I don't want others to take too much, just like that, if I lose, I am willing to give all my net worth of 30 yuan to the other party to drink, which can be regarded as a joint Yaxing." But if the other party loses, I only want to put one penny in the first grid, two in the second box, four in the third box, eight in the fourth box, and so on. ”

Seeing these simple grids, and hearing that Mao Yulong was just the condition for the first grid to put a penny, all the scholars laughed. This is simply a stupid man's method, and it won't be much to put a grid on it, but he took out the net worth of the whole family, what everyone wants to see most is to humiliate him, and it doesn't matter if he has 30 yuan. So everyone agreed.

Again, the Ming people are good at gambling, and this kind of gambling based on poetry and poetry can be summed up as an elegant thing, and the scholars and professors sitting on it also stroked their beards and agreed with a smile.

Since the gambling contract has been formed, everyone has begun to officially enter the game, and the topic raised by the education just now, with the plum blossoms in this yard to make a fu, the time limit is only one hour. Then according to the rules of the game, according to the rules of the real exam, everyone has to paste their names after writing, which has a small name in the past few years, called Xiao Dengke.

Although this is called Xiao Dengke's game, after all, it is the college bosses on this side, so everyone takes it seriously, hoping to leave a good impression on the professors in this game.

So all the scholars looked for secluded places, picked up pen and paper and began to meditate.

After Song Yuanshan closed his eyes and meditated for a while, he opened his eyes suddenly, lifted the pen, brushed the brush without adding a wave, and then heroically threw away the brush, and asked Xiao Si, who had taught the teacher, to pretend to be the first to hand in the name.

Then he glanced at the classmates in the garden, and finally fixed his eyes on Mao Yulong.

I saw Mao Yulong sitting behind a small table, his hands in his sleeves, his eyes closed, shaking his head, and muttering something in his mouth, as if he was meditating, and there was no ink on the scroll in front of him.

Song Yuanshan smiled, he had handed in the papers, and several other classmates also collected their pens, at this time, Mao Yulong hadn't even mentioned the pen, which showed that he was poor in donkey skills this time.

In this way, the judgment was made, and finally a bad breath in the chest. Then he said with a mocking face: "My Mao prodigy, is it that the gods no longer bless you, and I want you to hand in a blank scroll, or else, I think there is enough time, it is better to use your thirty yuan to donate a pillar of incense to the main hall, and temporarily hug the Buddha's feet." Then he burst out laughing.

His ridicule was timely and immediately caused all the scholars to burst into laughter, and even a serious orthodox edict could not help but be heard. One or two professors actually squirted out a sip of tea, which made the slightly more serious place more active, and for a while there were some cynicism, some insinuations, and anyway, they had different attitudes.

Mao Yulong sat down and smiled, as if he remembered something, so Shi Shiran picked up the pen and began to write on the plain white paper in front of him. When I raised my head, I found that a group of classmates who had already handed in the papers were laughing and watching, so I smiled awkwardly and twisted my body to block everyone's gaze from looking at the papers.

In this way, he won the sympathy of many classmates. That's it, but a 15-year-old child, there is no need for everyone to persecute too much, as long as he doesn't hand in the blank papers, he will deal with it, who cares about his 30 yuan?

Just in the clear sound of the cloud board at the end of the exam, Mao Yulong dropped his pen and completed the joke in the expectations of others.