Moreover, because she (tā) is a serious and studious Shi Ying, she might even come to him for advice.

Han Wencheng let out a heavy breath in his chest. The mid-month exam will be held in about half a month, and now is his chance.

Han Wencheng knows his own strength and he has always been very self-aware. Han Wencheng sometimes uses it as an advantage.

It would be difficult for him to beat Yu Huaijin in the seven arts in a short period of time, even if both of them have the same calligraphy skills that Mr. Zhu is not satisfied with.

After all, Yu Huaijin was close to Mr. Zhu, so he could get closer to the water and get the moon first. Han Wencheng felt that it was a bit difficult to surpass her (tā).

However, if he can lead the Xiuliang Hall, defeat the Zishi Hall led by Yu Huaijin in the mid-month exam, defeat her (tā) pride, and win the first place in the autumn of this quarter of the school year.

Then, according to Yu Huaijin's history, 80% of the time she will take the initiative to seek advice from him, and he will not be considered one of those people who "treat everyone equally" in her eyes, and the customs price will definitely go further...

"Hey, Han Ha...Han Wencheng, have you seen enough? You keep staring at Sister Yu and my husband!"

An impatient cooing sound came from the room.

Han Wencheng came to his senses immediately, turned around and saw that Mr. Zhu's personal book boy, who liked to hold grudges and was petty, was glaring at him with an erect brow.

Several familiar school seniors in the lower circle also looked at him strangely.

Han Wencheng clenched his fist to cover his mouth, coughed twice and remained silent.

…

When Yu Huaijin walked into the flower garden with different orchids trailing from his clothes.

Zhu Weirui was bowing her head, grabbing her sleeve with one hand, revealing a round and slender lotus root arm, holding a snow white hair cone in one hand, and writing something with concentration.

Did not look back at her (tā).

But Yu Huaijin was used to it.

She (tā) walked to the table with light steps.

Xuan An, his eyes were attracted by a neatly framed couplet on the desk.

Yu Huaijin glanced at it and found that the handwriting on the couplet was not the teacher's, but it looked familiar at first glance, as if he had seen it before.

She looked at it carefully a few more times and raised her eyelids slightly. On the couplet written by the teacher and the strange man at the door, the man's handwriting was somewhat similar to the words on this couplet.

Yu Huaijin tilted his head slightly and couldn't help but glance at the teacher who looked bewildered.
Chapter completed!