Qiao Chen'an stopped when he heard the sound, watched the group of teenagers gradually walk away, and wondered: "This is?"

Ning Caichen said with a smile: "Brother Qiao, you don't know, you are now a big celebrity in our Hangzhou! The poems you wrote before have been regarded as classics by many scholars, and they have long been spread among the people, and even a three-year-old child can memorize them catchily. ”

Qiao Chen'an couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard this, he didn't expect that the poems he left before leaving Hangzhou would be widely circulated in the streets, which has gone through thousands of years of hard work, and the poems and articles that have been passed down for centuries can bloom with supreme brilliance even if they change an era!

The two of them went to the restaurant, so they chose a private room on the second floor, and the second child of their own shop came to greet them warmly. The two of them ordered some appetizers at random, asked for a pot of wine, and sat by the railing, not far from a window of West Lake, which had their own interest.

Although Ning Caichen looks a little rough, he is not the person who loves wine, Xu is very happy to see Qiao Chenan this time, so he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, although this wine is not a strong wine, but with his amount of alcohol, how can he bear it.

After a few glasses of wine, I already had three points of drunkenness.

Ning Caichen raised his glass in front of him, his originally somewhat dark face was already red, and he sighed leisurely: "Brother Qiao came back this time for the autumn girl?"

Qiao Chenan nodded when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Brother Caichen's guess is right, that's exactly the case." ”

"Hey, an autumn exam, I don't know how many people will read!"

Ning Caichen sighed: "Although I think I have a lot of talent, and I may be able to pass this autumn test, but I am afraid that the next two levels are hopeless." "He is also a member of his own family who knows his own affairs, and with his talent and learning, he is not the best in Hangzhou Chongwen Academy, so how can he ask for the last two levels?

Qiao Chenan didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he had to say: "Brother Caichen doesn't have to mind, what are the things in this world that can come true? ”

Ning Caichen looked at the scenery on the street, but saw the pedestrians coming and going, an endless stream, there were children playing and playing, a peaceful scene, and the smell of alcohol seemed to be diluted a little, and sighed: "I'm not complaining, I just feel that the ten years of cold windows, but in the end no one knows, it's a little desolate, but it makes Chen An smile." His eyes fell on Qiao Chen'an, and he said with a smile: "But with Chen'an's ability, there is a great hope to fight for the name of the champion!"

Speaking of this, the tone couldn't help but increase a little, champion, that name is not much magic for the world's readers!

There are tens of millions of scholars, who doesn't want the glory of "being famous to the world in one fell swoop after ten years of cold windows no one asks"? How many dreams have you dreamed of returning home with fine clothes and gently pulling her clothes?

But in the end, how many people are qualified to pursue that fantastic position? It is already difficult to become a tribute scholar through the examination, let alone talk about what to do to get a jinshi, and even to chase the highest honor for the world's scholars - the champion!

Qiao Chenan said with a smile: "The world is Kyushu, outstanding people, I don't know how many amazing talents there are, competing for the stream, but I am nothing." If it weren't for the thousands of years of ancient poetry accumulated by this cheating, with his ability, he wouldn't be so "chic" now.

Although I know that this world is completely different from what I know, I will always feel guilty for plagiarizing the masterpieces of those great people.

Skipping this slightly heavy topic, Ning Caichen talked about some interesting things that happened in Hangzhou these days, and Qiao Chenan also picked and talked about his experience in Suzhou, but he didn't feel bored, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

"Brother Qiao, when you go back to the academy this time, I'm afraid you're going to be in big trouble!" Ning Caichen suddenly said mysteriously.

"Big trouble?" Qiao Chenan was puzzled.

"You'll know then!"

Ning Caichen smiled, but instead sold the guanzi, but he refused to say it anyway, but the wine dried up, and the two drank several pots of wine after a while.

After more than a dozen glasses of wine, Ning Caichen couldn't support it anymore, and fell asleep on the table, snoring.

At this time, the white fox transformed by Huangfu Xuan jumped onto the table, picked up a pot of wine with two little paws, just poured a sip into his mouth, and then stuck out his tongue and said, "Strange taste!" said but couldn't help but lick it, and a little fox face showed a somewhat humanized intoxicated expression.

Qiao Chen said with peace of mind that if Ning Caichen returned to the academy like this, he didn't know how to be reprimanded by the professors in the academy, and after a little thought, he called the shopkeeper, opened an upper room for him, and put him on the bed.

Ning Caichen was still groggy, lying on the bed and whispering, "Brother Qiao, drink again......"

Qiao Chen'an placed him well, and just walked out of the door, he suddenly heard Ning Caichen's voice in his dream: "Lady's ......"

I couldn't help but smile slightly, looked into the distance, and sighed in my heart: Sure enough, it's 'the same life', your lady will be very happy!

After leaving the restaurant, Qiao Chenan saw that it was still early, so he went all the way to Chongwen Academy, and now that he has returned to Hangzhou, he must explain to the dean.

After a few months, Chongwen Academy is still the same as in the old days, but the grass and trees in the courtyard are a little more twilight, after all, it is not able to withstand the changes of the four seasons, and the scholars of three or three and two gather to talk, discuss history and the present, compose poems and make words, and the style of study is majestic.

Probably because of the approaching autumn, there seemed to be a lot more students in the courtyard than usual, many of them were holding books in their hands, reading diligently, and some even lowered their heads and hurried away, only caring about reading, but stepped into the water, causing a panic.

Along the way, there were many people who recognized him, and they all greeted him kindly, and Qiao Chenan also responded one by one, there are very few people in the academy who don't know him, and after experiencing all the things before, it is difficult for people not to pay attention.

If these people were to choose the person who was most likely to be the top student in high school from the academy, I am afraid that nine times out of ten they would choose Qiao Chen'an, the title of "Hangzhou's No. 1 Talent" is not just an illusory ornament, but represents everyone's recognition of him.

Greeting all the way, it was easy to enter the backyard, Qiao Chenan went straight to the outside of Dean Liu Yanhong's room, first straightened his robe, and then knocked lightly on the door, and said respectfully: "Student Qiao Chen'an, please see Dean Liu!"

"Nope!"

Suddenly, there was a loud cry of annoyance in the room.

Qiao Chen'an was taken aback, he didn't know why this dean, his teacher Wang Lizhi's friend, had such a big temper, and just when he didn't know what to do, he heard the room shouting: "Don't hurry up and let me in!"

Qiao Chen'an suddenly remembered what Ning Caichen said before that he was going to be in big trouble, could it be that this trouble came from the dean of the academy?

But he was confused for a while, so he had to pack up his thoughts, pushed the door in, and looked up to see Liu Zhenhong staring at him with an angry face.