"This is the anthology that I just arrived today, this is my favorite copybook, every time I copy it, there is a harvest"

Cheng Fan entered the school, saw Wang Cong, handed over the gift, and then started talking.

Wang Cong accepted the gift with both hands, saw that Cheng Fan was sincere, and nodded happily. Although the courtesy is light, Cheng Fan's deep friendship is in it.

At sunset, the sun sets in the west.

It's time for class to end again, and in front of the college plaque, many carriages are lined up.

Cheng Fan and the others stepped on Wang Cong's carriage, and the coachman waved his whip, and the carriage galloped towards Wang Cong's house.

Horses' hooves galloping, streetscape shuttles. Crossing the school street, driving through the downtown area, you can see a large area of luxury buildings.

In front of the palace.

Cheng Fan and several people got out of the car one after another, and the driver drove away from the main gate and went to the side door.

Looking at the plaque of the famous inscription, it is vigorous and powerful. The stone lion in front of the door, not angry and self-righteous, the lacquer surface of the two vermilion lacquer doors is carved with auspicious clouds and cranes, and the cranes spread their wings and want to fly.

Stepping into the gate, there were old servants pruning and pruning buds, and maids hurriedly passing by.

Enter the second entrance, enter the eye is the strange flowers, strange stone rockery, there are pavilions and pavilions in it. There are also female dependents frolicking in the middle of the lake.

Cheng Fan and several people followed Wang Cong's leadership, stepped straight into the inner house, and came to Wang Cong's attic.

After retreating, he came to Wang Cong's study, and saw him take out a stack of books, which were obviously carefully selected books yesterday.

Spread out evenly, the books of several famous colleges came into view.

"Jinling Examination", "Xishan Reading Selection", ....... Some of the internal test papers of other schools were also visited.

"It's still Brother Wang's family learning origin, and he has magical powers, with this learning material, I will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when I wait for the county to take the exam."

Looking at the table full of experience packs, Cheng Fan complimented.

Wang Cong pretended to be modest.

"In the past two years, my father has invited those high-level private schools to spend a lot of spirit crystal spirit stones, if you don't have real talent and real learning, I'm afraid it will not be good to get out of my palace."

"Alas, it's also my bad luck that I failed to nominate for the county exam, I heard that the number of candidates for the county exam is rising year by year, and the county exam is uneven, and the candidates who went to the county government made a lot of jokes."

"The Fuzun was furious when he heard this, all the examination questions in the counties under the jurisdiction of Su County this year were determined by the Fuli, and I don't know how many people can be selected in my county."

Wang Cong lamented that he had fallen behind, and at the same time worried about the vision of this year's exam.

"I don't want Brother Wang to do it, no matter if he changes the test questions again, if we have real talent and real learning, I believe that the people in the house are here in person, and they also want to recruit good talents."

"I think Brother Wang is naturally smart, and he has a famous teacher to counsel him, how can it not be justified."

Cheng Fan Xu is comforting or encouraging.

Qin Fen and the others echoed one after another.

Cheng Fan opened a copy of "Jinling Examination", in which the handwriting seemed to be imprinted in his mind, silently recalled, the previous pages were like images reversed, and then continued to look back.

After reading a book, although it is not fully understood, it is like a spiritual rubbing, recalling a certain sentence, and there is a following in my heart.

I can't help but sigh that the system does not lose learning artifacts and magic weapons in the examination room.

Xu was bored with studying, so Cheng Fan came to the bookshelf by himself, and the book labels were categorized. Miscellaneous travelogues, poems and ancient rhymes, and course examination books are all available.

Among them, the poems are the most translated, followed by miscellaneous studies, and the learning and examination materials are the least.

Cheng Fan smiled slightly, it was not that the prince's father was not in place, but that Wang Cong's string was pulled too tightly, and all his thoughts were spent on him.

Open a book of "Xiake Travels", the author's surname is Xu, and his name is Xiake. Seeing that he was a person from Jiangyin, he couldn't help but be surprised. Looking at half of his life, he only traveled to a few counties in the Ming Kingdom, and sighed that the Ming Dynasty was vast.

The general meaning of the whole book is that I Xu Xiake don't like to work 9 to 5 after graduation, my family is rich, and I like to travel in the mountains and rivers, so I came on a trip that I said.

There is a particularly interesting note in the book, saying that passing through a mountain village, the villagers of the mountain village work normally during the day, and when they live in Hakka at night, they often hear a roar in the village, out of curiosity, they go out to check, and they see that there are things like each other's cannibalism, and see that other houses are also like this, maybe they are afraid, and they hurriedly close the door, and on the second day, they left in a hurry, and went to the county government to report to the official, and the messenger said that the village has long been deserted and uninhabited according to the description of Xia Ke. Xia Ke often thought about it in his later years, so he wrote it in the book.

There are also stepped into the dangerous peaks of strange mountains, swamps and wetlands, smoked drug miasma, was bitten by poisonous insects, Fu Da was saved by the mountain people, and was robbed by evil cultivators and robbers in his middle and late years.

All kinds of deeds tell Cheng Fan that if he doesn't die, he won't die.

The mind hurts, as if there is a feeling of dizziness, Cheng Fan knows that he is using his brain too much, so he silently recites [absorption], plus [spirit], there is a feeling of coolness in his brain.

Well,This person is like a game book,[Spirit] is like a processor and memory,The higher the [Spirit], the faster the processing speed, and the faster the boot will be,And this [Physique] is like the graphics card and power supply,Only when the graphics card power supply is up to standard,Can you play 3A masterpieces。

Cheng Fan returned to the study group, and several people exchanged study books, commented on them one by one, and verified what they had learned in their hearts.

A few people had dinner again, and it was already dark.

In front of the palace, Cheng Fan and Qin Fen were pacing, and a carriage was standing beside them.

Wang Cong was dressed in civilian clothes and covered with fur.

"I have a lot of fun today, and the results of this group are gratifying, and we will often have close discussions in the future."

Cheng Fan and the three of them also had a rewarding expression.

"If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher, and the ancients will not deceive me."

A few people said goodbye, stepped into the carriage, and left the palace.

In the carriage, Qin Fen and Ma Yun looked tired, with a satisfied look, although Cheng Fan was in good spirits on his face, he also felt physically tired, and at first glance, the hardware was not updated.

Wang Cong has a large collection of books in his house, and Cheng Fan only picked out a dozen or so books before it was late at night, which was quite a feeling that he had entered Baoshan and could not get them all.

The coachman sent Qin Fen and Ma Yun home, and only Cheng Fan sat in the carriage alone.

The carriage drove from east to west, passing the academy and passing the market, and saw a dark figure standing in the middle of the road, and only two crimson lines could be seen in the darkness.

The driver was just about to slow down the car, Cheng Fan looked at it, remembered what he saw in the morning and hurriedly shouted.

"Don't stop, don't stop, it's a mad dog in front of you, if you stop, the mad dog pounces, you and I will not be able to please in this dark place."

But when he saw the groom, he raised his whip, obviously listening, the horse was tall, with strong hooves, galloping fast, and there was a sense of bumping into it.

But I saw that the vicious dog swooped slightly, bared its teeth and grinned, and its blood-red eyes were even more scarlet, and it also felt like a mantis arm as a car.

The carriage drove past the mad dog at high speed, and Cheng Fan looked back and saw that the mad dog was chasing after him, and he was very crazy.

After chasing for more than ten miles, the horses seemed to be tired of running. The speed slowed down, and the coachman was about to get closer, and the coachman was preparing to remove the damage.

But I saw a drunkard, holding a wine jug, drunk and hazy, his body swaying left and right, three steps before and two steps later, slowly walking towards the mad dog.

The mad dog's nose moved slightly, as if it smelled delicious food, and its wild running slowed down.

The drunkard was delirious, and he did not look like a good person, and when he saw that the beast was in the way, he kicked out, and remembered the sound of flesh colliding, and he was hollowed out by wine, and his whole body was weak. At this step, the mad dog did not move, and the drunk man slammed, but he stumbled.

The flask was shattered, the aroma of wine was permeating, and the liquor flowed down the ground to the drunkard's mouth.

"Don't waste, don't waste, the best osmanthus brew."

The drunk rolled over and fell to the ground, sucking on the liquor.

Behind him, the vicious dog was ready to move, and pounced on it, only to hear a scream.

The canine teeth bit the drunkard's neck, and Cheng Fan said to the groom.

"Little brother, don't care, this beast is born with intelligence, and he is a habitual offender, don't hurt yourself for the sake of idlers, your life is at stake."

The coachman's brother, Xu is still young, full of enthusiasm, holding and shaking, gritting his teeth, and stomping his feet. Whip up and drive away.

At this time, the drunkard seemed to be struggling, and the vicious dog seemed to be full of blood, and his belly was clapping. The dog hair on his body seemed to shimmer in the dark. The canine teeth in the mouth are red and purple, which is very charming.

Just listen to the snap of the card.

The drunkard's neck is like a rotten wooden branch, and a big head rolls down to the side.

The mad dog slowly paced away from the alley, and the corpse of the drunk man on the street seemed to be drained, and the robe on his body seemed to hang on a hanger.

On the dark street corner, a person was in a long shirt, and there seemed to be a flash of blood red in his eyes, and the vicious dog beside him stood quietly beside him.