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Bai Xuesong pressed step by step, Wang Ziteng was calm, graceful and atmospheric, remembered the content, was clearly organized, there was no place to start, every time he opened his mouth, he came neatly, without dragging the mud and water.

The calm and unhurried demeanor, the indifferent and calm bearing, the chic and self-indulgent poetry and books in the belly, and the arrogance that is incomparable...... All converged on Wang Ziteng's body.

He stood indifferently and had a peerless demeanor, as if he was standing in the middle of ten thousand people, with a thousand miles of glory, which was fascinating.

"Good, good!"

Bai Xuesong smiled all over his face, looked at Wang Ziteng excitedly, and nodded vigorously.

"Sit down, sit down, remember to read well in the future, remember not to be complacent, in addition to memorizing the content of the book, but also to carefully understand the meaning of the sages in the book, and truly understand a book. ”

This is already a higher requirement for Wang Ziteng.

The prince bowed and said, "Yes, I will work hard to live up to my master's expectations." ”

He sat down calmly, his body straight, like a javelin, looking ahead, listening to Master Bai Cedar, and began to explain the golden mean for a short time.

Most of the content in this book, Wang Han has already explained it to Wang Ziteng, but Bai Xuesong said it. There are still many differences from Wang Han, which are simple to understand. Easy to understand, the listening prince nodded from time to time. With gusto.

A lesson, and it passed quickly.

After class.

Ning Caichen came to Wang Ziteng's side, his eyes exuded an astonishing brilliance, and he stared at Wang Ziteng with some admiration: "Brother Ziteng, I didn't expect you to have such a talent, and you have memorized a book of moderation to the point where you are ripe, I dare to say, in Yongfeng Academy, except for you." It is estimated that there will not be a second person with such ability. ”

This is the first condition for becoming a talent.

If you hear more, see more, and remember more, you will be talented and famous.

If you don't have a good memory, you can forget when you listen to it, and forget it when you watch it, and you will survive for three lifetimes. can't become a peerless talent who has led the way for hundreds of years.

"It's just that I have a better memory, not any talent or ability. ”

Wang Ziteng smiled in a low-key manner: "Brother Ning, is there anything wrong after class, if there is nothing to do, let's go to a friend to see how about it?"

People live in groups. Objects are divided into categories.

Those who can become Wang Ziteng's friends will naturally not be rotten people.

Ning Caichen was naturally happy to make friends, but he was a little hesitant and said, "I have never met that friend of yours. Will it have a bad impact if you go forward like this?"

"It's fine. It's fine. ”

Wang Ziteng smiled and shook his head: "There will be so many things there, between people. Aren't they all strangers at the beginning, slowly get acquainted with each other, you will be familiar, if you don't have anything to do, let's go, this friend has helped me a lot, I am going to invite him to a nearby restaurant for a meal, thank him, have you to accompany you. ”

Ning Caichen nodded and said, "Okay, let's go together." ”

The people in the C-class class, seeing that Wang Ziteng has a good memory and a bright future, they all want to surround and take the opportunity to accumulate some feelings, but as soon as the class ended, they saw Wang Ziteng and Ning Caichen leaving side by side, and they had no intention of staying.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the students of the third class were a little embarrassed in their hearts, when they were in the dormitory just now, when Qiusheng bullied the new prince Teng, only Ning Caichen spoke up, and the rest of the people, although they didn't say that they were watching jokes on the sidelines, at least they were afraid of getting angry, and no one helped.

Qiusheng also knew that the identity of a scholar was extremely high, and he would be in power in the future, and he would be forced by the old man in the family to study in the school, ready to mix the identity of a scholar.

Who knew that Lu Dao offended a strange person like Wang Ziteng for no reason.

"I don't know if he will hold a grudge against me?"

Qiusheng's eyes flowed, and he was a little drumming in his heart: "No, whether he remembers me or not, I can't sit still like this, I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what happens, I need to strike first, and quickly find someone to find out the details of Wang Ziteng, otherwise, I will be restless." ”

With such a thought, Qiusheng couldn't sit still anymore, and couldn't accept the congratulations from many C-class students because he became a senior, so he said that something was going on and left in a hurry.

And at this time, the people of Chunfanglou and Ruoshuixuan in Caozhou City have inquired clearly, in the Lantern Festival, the person who wrote last year's person and the tear-wet spring shirt sleeve was from Zhang Xuezheng.

As for who is the surname and whom, he did not inquire clearly.

Meng Lang sat in the study, and said quietly after listening: "Forget it, a poor ghost's child, with a bit of talent, is so arrogant, ignoring Shangguan, there will be no achievements in the future, since he saved Zhang Xuezheng's life, if I move him, I will definitely provoke Zhang Xuezheng's anger, forget it." ”

"It's just that this kid dares to despise me, in front of all the celebrities in Caozhou, he pretends to be mysterious, and refuses to come out to see me, although he can't kill him, he has to teach him a lesson, let him know that the people don't fight with the officials, it's not just a lie. ”

A hint of coldness flashed in Meng Lang's eyes, he was not a generous person, there was no room for a grain of sand in his eyes, and almost all those who offended him were punished by him.

"As long as I sit in Caozhou Mansion for one day, you Wang Ziteng don't think about passing the exam, you will be even worse than your father, even if you take the exam thousands of times in your life, I will not let you pass the exam and gain the fame of Xiucai. ”

When Wang Ziteng didn't know what to do, Meng Lang had already judged the fate of Wang Ziteng's future study, but in Chunfang Building, it was another kind of rhetoric.

"The genius who sketched and checked the son was a friend of Zhangfu, and some of us recognized it, and the person who handed the poem was a descendant of Zhangfu. ”

"Shall we go to Zhang's Mansion and ask Zhang Xuezheng about it, if we can get the support of this talented man, and wait for a month later, when the Caozhou Oiran Competition, our Chunfanglou will definitely be able to beat the group of females and dominate the competition." ”

"Go, we must go, even if we can't invite that mysterious talent, we can't let Ruoshuixuan's people invite, otherwise, maybe, it will really have an unfavorable impact on our Chunfanglou in the Oiran Contest in a month. ”

The same thing happened in Ruoshui Xuan, the red card girl in Ruoshui Xuan, the flower name is Ruoshui, she looks as beautiful as a fairy, bright as a peach and plum, and in a pair of beautiful eyes, the autumn waves flow.

At this time, he was wearing a plain white gown, lying quietly on the railing, looking at the clouds in the sky and the mountains outside the building, silently distracted.

"In any case, I must find that talented man who sketches and checks, if he can help me write good lyrics and songs, I will be able to overwhelm the top brand of Chunfanglou and become an Oiran in a month's future. ”

"My mother has promised me that as long as I become an Oiran, I will be allowed to be free, and I will never have to live a life of singing in the Qinglou again, and when the time comes, find a quiet place, find someone who loves me, and spend my life peacefully. (To be continued......)