It's not that he hasn't read any books, you must know that the books Zhang Jie has been involved in in the past few years are varied and all-encompassing, and he has basically read all the books he can find.

But the more so, the more Zhang Jie knows that it is not easy to take the examination, as the third uncle said, the four books and the five classics are simple to say, but nine books, but if you want to understand these nine books thoroughly, and if you want to deeply understand the meaning of these books, you can't limit your eyes to these books, and the annotations involved are dozens of times the content of the books themselves. Utility.

The third uncle is not stupid, otherwise he would not be able to be admitted to Xiucai, you must know that in the entire county, there are not many Xiucai, and although there are not many students in the nearby ten miles and eight villages, there are not many, but among so many people, before Zhang Jie, only the third uncle was admitted to Xiucai, which can also be seen that the third uncle's understanding is indeed good.

But even so, plus an exam the year before last, the third uncle has taken the exam four times, once every three years, that is, twelve years, the third uncle spent twelve years, and still did not take the exam, purely on understanding, on IQ, Zhang Jie does not think that he can be much higher than the third uncle, and even Zhang Jie's understanding is not necessarily higher than the third uncle, so if you want to be admitted to the third uncle within a year, it took more than ten years to be admitted to the third uncle, and the difficulty of this is definitely not how many times more difficult than the college entrance examination.

Time, this is the biggest reason for restricting Zhang Jie, originally according to Zhang Jie's own plan, next year's autumn exam will not participate, because I know that even if I participate, it will be useless, it will definitely be brushed down, so the original plan is to precipitate for three or five years, review my homework at home, and wait for the next exam, which is four years later, and I will be sixteen years old by then, and the grasp will naturally be much greater.

And even so, Zhang Jie didn't think that he would definitely be able to pass the exam at the age of sixteen, and even had the consciousness of retaking the exam at the age of nineteen, which was the plan Zhang Jie had set for himself before.

But now, to compress all the things that can be completed in a few years into one year, and to complete them with quality and quantity, the difficulty of which can only be experienced by Zhang Jie, who is in it.

Outsiders can only see Zhang Jie reading every day and night, can only see his gradually sinking eye sockets, and can only see his slowly emaciated body. But no one knew the pressure on his heart.

Day after day, dark and dawn, July and August slipped away quietly.

Since that day, Zhao Ping has never come to play with her little aunt, and Zhang Jie has never gone for a run after exercising that morning.

The rules I set for myself were broken like this for the first time, and I didn't stick to exercising, and the reason was that I didn't dare to delay the time wasted by running.

The little aunt was originally the first person to get up in the family, but now before the little aunt got up, Zhang Jie had already lit the oil lamp and read the book for a long time.

Sometimes Zhang Xia even feels that the lights in the Westinghouse house are never turned off, because when she sleeps, the light is on, and when she gets up, the light is also lit.

Even if she got up at night a few times, the light never went out, you know, when Zhang Xia looked up at that time, there were already stars outside the courtyard.

When the old master came to the house, Zhang Jie was holding a copy of "University" in his hand, shaking his head and reading books, writing and painting in his hands, with a faint anxiety in his expression.

Zhang Jie didn't even see the arrival of the old master, shaking his head, shaking his head, shaking his head, and other than that, he was still shaking his head.

The old master didn't bother him, but just took the rice paper, and after dipping it in ink, he wrote the word 'calm heart' on the rice paper, and then floated away.

After a long time, Zhang Jie, who broke free from the book, happened to see the handwriting on the rice paper, threw the book in his hand on the desk, and then looked at the two words in a daze.

This look, it was an afternoon, this night, the West House rarely did not light up, after dinner, the moon has not climbed the branches, Zhang Jie fell on the bed, deep sleep.

After getting up the next morning, Zhang Jie, who was sitting on the bed, began to think about how many things he had memorized in the past two months, but he never thought about it, and his whole mind was empty.

"What a waste of two months!"

After sighing softly like this, Zhang Jie got up without hurry, and then went to the well to brush his teeth without hurrying.

The little aunt looked at this from the sidelines, and then smiled: "I dare to talk to you now." ”

After seeing Zhang Jie's puzzled gaze, Zhang Xia, who had grown into a big girl, said with a smile: "You haven't brushed your teeth for two months, and whoever talks to you won't be smoked away by your bad breath!" ”

Seeing the little aunt's happy appearance, Zhang Jie, who was next to the well, also laughed, smiling stupidly, and didn't know what he was happy about.

Since I haven't brushed my teeth for two months, I have to brush it a few more times this time and make up for what I owe before, until I poke blood out of my gums and spit out a mouthful of bloody spit.

After returning to the house with a basin of water and taking off his long shirt, Zhang Jie took a brush and scrubbed it fiercely on his body, until he changed several basins of water in a row and changed into new clothes, which was considered refreshed.

When I went to the hall to eat, I realized that the whole family had eaten, and I slept until three o'clock in the morning, so I didn't even have breakfast when I got up.

Naturally, Wang definitely couldn't let his son go hungry, so he was tinkering in the kitchen for a while, and after a while, a large bowl of noodles with a few garlic cloves came out of the pot.

It's a big bowl, and because it's served in a pot, I'm only halfway through it, and I can't eat a little more.

After pouring two mouthfuls of noodle soup into his stomach, Wang put the bowl away, looked at Zhang Jie's bulging belly, and said softly with a smile on his face: "When you are full, go out for a walk, walk a hundred steps after dinner, and live to ninety-nine!" ”

Let's go, let's go!

Zhang Jie, who has a big belly, went out slowly, humming a messy tune, this is a good mood, generally Zhang Jie only thinks about singing or something when he is in a good mood.

Five or six years was enough for him to forget a lot of songs, and what was left in his mind now was a few songs that he remembered very deeply.

"The moon splashes the galaxy, the long road is slow, the wind and smoke are exhausted, the shadow is gone, who calls me extraordinary, who calls me a love-hate dilemma......"

"Later, my intestines were broken!"

The rise of singing, then more and more devoted, waiting for a song to finish, but somehow, came to the door of the old master's house, stood at the door hesitated for a long time, finally, Zhang Jie, who took a deep breath, still stepped forward, knocked lightly on the courtyard door, and said in his mouth:

"Student Zhang Jie, I'm here to meet the master!"