"What's the subject?"

"That's not fair!"

"Yes, I heard my senior brother say that yesterday's topic was 'West Lake'!"

"What is West Lake, on the first day, the topic for the students of Egret Academy is 'Yongwuzhi', what do you want to sing......"

"This is clearly differential treatment!"

……

As soon as Zhang Chuanxiao's topic came out, all the scholars were angry and whispered underneath, some complained that the topic was too cheating, some regretted signing up late, and some complained to the people around them that they had a stomachache and delayed time.

The ten teachers did not pay attention to these complaints, and the sad faces of the scholars caused a burst of schadenfreude laughter from the students of the Egret Academy who stopped to watch in the attic, and at this time, a teacher stood up next to Zhang Chuanxiao, cleared his throat, and shouted: "It is strictly forbidden to talk to each other, and those who reoffend will blast out of the Wenyuan!" ”

All of a sudden, there was silence, and there was no sound.

The incense had already been lit, and an inch of incense had turned into ashes, falling into the cyan incense burner, and everyone's hearts were also raised to their throats.

This topic is indeed a bit difficult for most scholars, because in their opinion, the topic restricts too much content, and cannot be played freely, does not involve "people, events, and time", but just asks them to write a "reason", who can make up poems according to the "reason"? Isn't this deliberately embarrassing?

People are complaining in their hearts about the stinginess of Egret Academy, just because they have to ask such difficult questions on the last day of registration? It's not that we look down on you Egret Academy, isn't it that there are too many applicants, and we want to come back when it's quiet......

"Huh? Isn't that why? 'I want to come when there are few people', and there is still a lot of room for this reason...... It's a little easier......"

"If it weren't for my senior brother's trick on me, I would have signed up a long time ago...... That's why! Yeah...... I scolded my senior brother for delaying things, and I can't help it, senior brother......"

"Egret Academy, you want us to praise them, right? belittled himself and praised Egret Wenyuan, and he should be full of regret for the late registration, don't ...... This theme is also good. ”

There are many shrewd scholars who think of these aspects, and they are all frowning, studying ink and writing, only thinking for a moment, and writing hard one by one.

In this group of scholars, there is Wen Ruoyan. He chose the most reliable reason - because there are so many people.

Although he also complained about Yan Ruyu and Lu You's decision four days ago, he was still a grateful person after all, Yan Ruyu took him to travel to Hangzhou for so many days, eating the most delicious wine and food, living in the most luxurious inn, and sleeping with the most beautiful women...... Well, this is not true, but during the most reminiscent of Louhua, the holy land of Hangzhou that I couldn't think of in this life, under the invitation of Yan Ruyu, I can also feast my eyes and enjoy it. To say that people are not good at all is too unconscionable.

Most of the scholars like Wen Ruoyan have ideas, and a small number of smarter people understand the true intentions behind the Egret Academy's setting of the topic of cheating, and want the scholars to express.

Writing poems is not to let people write their own explanations and ideas into the poems, you can focus on a part of praising the good scenery of Hangzhou, the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, and the final finishing touch, one stroke to mention the reason of "thus forgetting the time", there is no doubt that this is definitely a masterpiece, at least it can cope with today's topic.

Among the candidates who hold this idea, there is a great poet like Lu You, his idea is even higher, the incense is only burned less than half, the pen is flowing smoothly, and a five-character poem is completed in one go.

Of course, there are still many people who are depressed and can't put pen to paper. Most of these people really can't think of how to make a fuss about the word 'reason', and can only watch the incense ash fall little by little, anxious like ants on a hot pot, scratching their ears and cheeks and fidgeting.

In this group of people, there is Wen Shiyong and Huo'er who are sitting in the first row, but these two people are not as anxious as the same kind of people, Wen Shiyong has already had an idea, he is a composer, and finally the invigilator who is responsible for checking the music - Zhang Weijun will inspect it; And what about the fire? After seeing the Egret Wenyuan, she also satisfied the last trace of curiosity about Hangzhou, so she didn't want to be shortlisted, what a waste of brain cells to take the exam, and she was going to hand over the white roll and leave.

Huo'er made up her mind to hand in the white papers, she was very bored, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table were intact, sitting on a small stool with Erlang's legs crossed, looking left and right, and seeing the anxious appearance of others could always make her smile. It's just that this state of schadenfreude hasn't been maintained for long, and she's tired of it, there seem to be countless small needles on the stool, and the little butt is really uncomfortable, and when she looks around, no one hands in the paper first, and she can't hand in the white roll first, although she doesn't care, but it's a shame.

Huo'er, who couldn't sit still, could only stare at the ten teachers in front of him, and after staring for a while, he had to shake a white eye full of contempt, staring at Zhang Yujun's scalp numb, Zhang Chuanxiao's eyes widened angrily, and they all gritted their teeth at this frivolous scholar who didn't know the height of the sky, but there was no good way to deal with it.

"Master Zhang! Zhang Mou had already seen that this person was not pleasing to the eye, and he was looking around, so it was better to drive him out of Wenyuan! Zhang Weijun covered his mouth and whispered.

Zhang Chuanxiao thought for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered: "What are you doing when you drive it out?" This guy is a little gangster who doesn't know how to learn, since he wants to play, why don't we play with him for a while? ”

"How?" Zhang Weijun knew that Zhang Chuanxiao had a bad idea, so he hurriedly asked in a low voice.

"Hey...... Look at me! Zhang Chuan Xiaoyin laughed, turned his head, and said loudly in front of the scholars below: "Kindly remind you, you can't hand in the white papers, once you hand in the white papers, your name will be on the white list, and if you lose your own face and don't mention it, it will not be good to discredit your academy." ”

Zhang Chuanxiao said this, many people regarded it as a joke and nonsense, how could anyone mess around at the poetry conference, this is not ruining his reputation. Therefore, Zhang Chuanxiao's kind reminder did not arouse the interest of many people.

Only Yan Ruyu and Lu You suddenly sank their faces, and secretly said in their hearts that something was not good.

Huo'er was naturally thinking about the reputation of Hope Academy, he didn't expect to stare at this group of teachers, and cause himself such a big trouble out of thin air, the most annoying thing is Zhang Chuanxiao's current face that falls into the well, which makes her feel very indignant, why didn't he say that he was white before? Isn't this explicitly aimed at me?

Of course, Lu You also knew Huo'er's predicament, and he was anxious about how to help her?

He quickly thought of a way, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Fortunately, I sit on her side, she is not only a person in the rivers and lakes, but her eyesight must also be excellent, right?" ”

Without him having to be careful to pass the word, Huo'er himself secretly turned his head and said silently: "Help me!" ”

Lu You quickly pushed the written poem forward, Huo'er only glanced at it, and suddenly heard a loud shout from behind him: "That student, what about you!" Don't talk to each other! Mess around and hang your name directly on the white list! ”

Huo'er stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, turned around stupidly, and waved her fist demonstratively at the scholars who were watching the play around her, and ignored them again. And Zhang Weijun, who warned her, just chatted quietly with Zhang Chuanxiao, and from time to time there was a burst of gloating and low ridicule.

"What can I do? The name of Yan Ruyu was originally fake, and it was hung on the white list, but I hope that the name of the college cannot be lost! Huo'er lowered his face, looked at the incense in front of him, it was already burned to a small half, and his heart became more and more anxious, he had to write something......

Although she was in a hurry, she didn't panic, let alone nervous, she hadn't seen any big storms and waves, and she wasn't on the execution ground, so she wasn't at a loss.

She thought while studying the ink, and after a short time she picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, and hesitantly wrote down two crooked words.

Lu You saw that she finally started writing, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it seems that she has seen my poem, okay, I will write another one. Lu You picked up the pen again, re-laid out a blank paper, and swayed it, and in a short time, another five-character poem jumped on the paper.

Huo'er, who was pinned on by Lu You, was biting the tip of the pen at this time, and there were only two words on the paper, and he couldn't hold back a single stroke.

There is no doubt that she "disappointed" Lu You's ardent expectations and deep trust in her, and at that moment, her eyes were different from Yao Shuang, how could she see so much. Forty-three students, a huge literary garden, the distance between the students is so far, it is already good to see these two words.

She pondered for a while, thinking about the poems she had heard around Dongfang Dianhong before, and recalling the good sentences of the later generations that Yan Yunxing had recited, but she didn't know how to pick up the two words that Lu You gave her, after all, she had to meet the theme, there were few poems with such a theme, and what she remembered was only some famous sentences that had been praised through the ages, and she didn't need them at all. Wen Si is exhausted, Jiang Lang can be regarded as praising her, she doesn't know anything at all.

Time passed minute by minute, and he looked up inadvertently, Zhang Chuanxiao's mockery became even more unscrupulous, Huo'er glared at the two of them fiercely, and scolded in his heart: Taoism is in vain! Scolding and scolding, I remembered all kinds of stories that had happened since September, and suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared in my mind, and this next thought spring suddenly erupted like a flood tide, and the pen waved the dragon and phoenix dance, and the pen was like a god.

At the moment when the incense was about to burn out, Huo'er put away his pen steadily, recited it silently in his heart, and suddenly laughed happily at Zhang Chuanxiao.

Zhang Chuanxiao's careful thinking about putting her on the white list is no longer possible, even if she only writes half a word, it is not a blank volume, not to mention that she has written so many ......

"Humph!" Zhang Chuanxiao snorted coldly, and roared in a sullen voice: "Stop writing, wait for the roll!" ”

Zhang Chuanxiao gave an order, except for Zhang Weijun, the other eight teachers got up and collected them one by one, and after Huo'er was about to be retracted, he waved his small fist viciously at Zhang Chuanxiao, made a playful grimace, and then walked out of the Wenyuan with Lu You happily.

Out of Wenyuan, it was the Ninth Master's Mansion, Lu You and Huo'er were standing at the door of the mansion waiting for Wen Ruoyan, seeing that he was delayed, Lu You also stabbed Huo'er's arm and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yan, but have you copied them all?" ”

Huo'er pursed her lips, waved her big hand and said with disdain on her face: "Copy? Vice Dean Lu, are you so unconfident in the students of your college? I hope that the students of the academy can still use it to copy? Hum...... Isn't it just a poem, of course, it's a piece of cake! ”

After hearing what she said, Lu You was still confused, and he didn't know whether she copied it or not, so he could only ask cautiously: "Brother Yan, it's not that I raise my own worth, I also see that you have no thoughts for a long time......

"Huh...... Brother Lu rest assured. Huo'er interrupted, "It's not a white roll." ”

"Okay......" Lu You nodded silently, thinking that when she said this, she must not have copied it, she was already in love with the landscape, she didn't care about fame and fortune, she was tired of playing, and wanted to go back to Suzhou, but unfortunately she couldn't swim with her anymore, and it was difficult to find a confidant in life......

Just when Lu You secretly sighed, Wen Ruoyan also squeezed out of the crowd, waved his hand at the two of them from a distance, ran over excitedly, mentioned the poems he wrote, and couldn't help boasting, Huo'er really couldn't listen to it, and hurriedly said: "It's noon, let's go eat first." As he spoke, he took the lead and walked outside the Wenyuan.

After a long time, the three of them finally squeezed out of the main entrance of the Confucian Temple, they were really hungry, and they didn't want to go too far to the restaurant, so they directly found a small restaurant, asked for three bowls of Yangchun noodles, and devoured them one by one.

While eating, Lu You suddenly felt that something was wrong, "囫囵" swallowed the noodles in his mouth, put down the chopsticks, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Why do I feel like we have dropped something?" ”

"No, we didn't bring anything with us." Wen Ruoyan splashed his face with oil flowers after eating, and said nonchalantly, "The pen, ink, paper, and inkstones are all prepared by others, what can I do......"

Huo'er nodded in agreement, took a half-mouthful of noodles, and was about to suck it into her mouth, but slapped her thigh violently, as if she remembered something. I saw her silver teeth biting lightly, tearing off the noodles, and exclaimed vaguely: "It's bad, we seem to have left Brother Shi Yong in Wenyuan!" ”

(End of chapter)