Mr. Li is still cramming education as always, sleepy all day long, and he doesn't care about the schoolchildren. Anyway, he only has a few top students in his eyes who are likely to be admitted to the show or even lift, and as for the other poor students, he will not take it to heart. The imperial examination in the Ming Dynasty was extremely cruel, and one out of a hundred scholars could be considered good. As for lifting people, it is already a major event that has caused a sensation in the whole county, let alone Jinshi. After the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty was divided into the north and south lists, the number of jinshi in the northern provinces was added together for each session, and there were only more than 60 people. Spread it evenly, and there is less than one house spread.

If you guessed correctly, Mr. Li Meiting is waiting for Sun Yue, a young genius, to recover. As long as Sun Yue can successfully pass the children's examination and become a showman, Mr. Li's task will be completed.

The teacher's inaction saved Sun Dan a lot of trouble.

He sat in the classroom all day long memorizing those annoying traditional Chinese characters, his eyes red and his fingers trembling. In this way, it is not so easy to remember those traditional characters. He clearly remembered many words, but when he picked up the pen, he subconsciously wrote them as simplified words. For example, he wrote the word "learn" in "learn and learn when you learn", and he made mistakes several times.

I thought that I could easily deal with the imperial examination with the information in my head, but I never expected that traditional Chinese characters would be so difficult to learn.

"There really is no such thing in the world as a thing that is not earned for nothing!" Sun Dan sighed.

He felt a little tired.

Only when he casually told everyone a story of "Journey to the West" during the lunch break, he could feel a little relaxed.

However, he is very busy with his studies now, so naturally he has no time to tell stories to everyone. The lecture is limited to a quarter of an hour and about 2,000 words.

"Journey to the West" has a compact story and concise text, containing a lot of content in 2,000 words. But even so, everyone still felt that they hadn't heard it, and couldn't help urging Sun Dan to continue.

But Sun Dan didn't want to waste too much time on this matter, it was still important to read, and telling books could only be used to adjust his mood after class and get closer to his classmates, so he couldn't eat.

Therefore, every time he spoke 2,000 words, Sun Dan closed his mouth at the right time, picked up the literacy cards he made and buried himself in learning.

Everyone was helpless, and they were tickled by Sun Dan's story, but no matter how they coerced and tempted, Sun Dan resolutely shook his head and refused.

Everyone had no choice but to lament: the amount of updates of 2,000 words a day is too fucked up, and it is simply a kind of torture.

Fortunately, although these two thousand words are not long, they have real content, and they are replaced by the water injection of later generations into the online text of the common anger of people and gods, and the protagonist will have to rub a 20,000-word meal at a meal, but I am afraid that everyone will have Sun Dan's heart.

Unknowingly, it has been talked about the section where Sun Wukong broke into the Dragon Palace and got the Dinghai Divine Needle, and the enthusiasm of the whole class to listen to the story was completely burned by Sun Dan, and Sun Hao's group of novel fans have begun to discuss what will happen if Sun Wukong crosses the small bridge with a heavy golden hoop stick. The conclusion is that when the monkey carries such a heavy weapon, it must use a method similar to the light body technique, otherwise it will fall into the ground long ago if it walks into a pit.

Sun Dan heard their discussion and didn't sweat profusely. The ancients still had very good brains, and they actually knew how to use materialist ideas to analyze the stories of gods and monsters.

The starting point for him to only say 2,000 words a day is also to take into account Jiang Ruoying, this little girl copies "Journey to the West" by hand every day, if the number of updates is tens of thousands of words every day. It won't be long before ten and a half days and a half are over, and the beauty will become an old woman.

Seven days passed without panic, and Sun Dan had memorized all the traditional characters. As soon as he closed his eyes now, countless square words were spinning in front of him, and his head was dizzy. As time passed, Sun Dan slowly began to write and read normally in front of his classmates.

Seven days to learn knowledge that ordinary people can only grasp in a few years can only be explained by miracles. Fortunately, everyone is also accustomed to Sun Dan's super memory, and after being surprised for a few days, they quickly got used to it, as if Sun Dan was born so powerful.

After all, this is a master who can memorize several large volumes of genealogy alive, and he is not easy to read and write.

Soon, Sun Dan's reputation as a prodigy began to spread quietly in the Sun family. Every time she went to the room to eat, the aunt who cooked even scooped a scoop of radish for Sun Dan, and even poured a layer of oil juice on it, and said happily: "Little prodigy, reading costs brains, eat more rice!" ”

At the age of sixteen, he was still called a prodigy, and Sun Dan could only smile bitterly and say: "Thank you, Auntie, Auntie has been looking good lately, and her body is stronger than anything!" ”

Sun Dan is mixed up from the agency in modern times, he has never eaten mutton and always seen sheep running, complimenting people without showing traces. After a few days, the servants and servants of the outer house fell in love with this elegant and sensible young man.

It's just that all the people in the Sun Mansion never thought that this young man would one day become a showman, a lifter, or even the high-ranking Jinshi master. In their opinion, Sun Dan studied in the academy for a few years and became literate, and sooner or later he would return to the house to be a porter, a bookkeeper or even a housekeeper. This is also the life trajectory of ordinary Sun family side disciples.

At the same time, Jiang Ruoying's manuscript "Journey to the West" was quietly circulated in the hands of the children in the school, and it was getting thicker day by day.

On this day, after returning to the house from school, Sun Dan and Mendun cleaned up the dead branches and leaves of the spotted bamboo outside the flower hall at the main entrance, Mendun suddenly said: "Brother Dan, wait a minute, go with me to receive this month's salary." You're literate, so help me draw a charge. ”

Sun Dan was stunned to find that tomorrow was the first day of the second lunar month, and the school had to take a monthly exam.

Generally speaking, the school has a day off on the fifteenth day of each month. Because of the monthly exam in the first year of junior high school, all students have to go to the school in the morning to take the exam, and they will take a vacation after the roast.

He still doesn't worry much about the exam, it's just that he has to bring money home to Zhiniang tomorrow. Sunfu is a section of the road away from the county seat, and it takes half a day to walk on the road. The exam was delayed for a morning, and I had to walk for another hour on the road, and when I got home, I couldn't say a few words and had to rush back to Sun's house, and the time was really tight!

Well, I have to hurry up and hand in the paper tomorrow, anyway, a complete eight-strand essay is only about 800 words. I am a child, and I only need to write a beginning, and it doesn't take much time to write those 200 words.

Confidence is faith, but this is also the first exam I took after crossing over to the Ming Dynasty. Sun Dan's heart was still a little tight. After receiving the salary and repaying the advance loan, there were more than 6,000 silver left, which was a lot of money. This is the first income he earned in ancient times, although it is only the standard of seven or eight hundred yuan in later generations, but it is enough for Zhi Niang to eat for two or three months.

At night, he took out all the literacy cards and read them, and went through a few eight-strand model essays in his mind, and then he fell asleep on the bed in a hazy way.