Chu's mother was happy today and drank a few more glasses of wine. Now Xiu Niang has been helped into the room to rest.

Chu Guang returned the table and chairs to the neighbor next door and returned home. Seeing Chu Ci packing the leftovers on his table, he hurried up to help.

"Brother, why don't you see that aunt among these relatives who are coming today?" Chu Ci asked casually.

"Aunt?" Chu Guang frowned, "But what did someone say to you?"

"No, I just saw that she didn't come to celebrate her birthday, so I was a little curious." Chu Ci felt that Chu Guang's reaction was a little problem.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm busy. Give me the dishes on your hand and I'll take them to wash. You should wash up early and go back to the room to rest." Chu Guang just kept his head down and thought he didn't want to talk about this person.

Auntie's business.

Chu Ci shrugged. It seemed that this aunt was not a good person anymore. Otherwise, according to the Chu family's personality, she would have said a few words. If you don't mention it now, it is obvious that she doesn't want to say bad things about her family.

Chu Ci didn't care much about this kind of irrelevant person. Since the family didn't want him to know, it would be fine. He went to the kitchen to help Chu Guang wash the dishes and chopsticks together, and then washed and went into the room to rest.

The next morning, Chu Ci had another Wuqin show and then washed and changed clothes after sweating.

There was nothing wrong with the family today, so Chu Ci decided to paint the painting.

When he first drew illustrations, he painted according to the descriptions in the book. In his opinion, if a woman really grew up like that, she would not be much different from those popular modern stars.

The person who asked him to draw this painting was also interesting, but there were even deletions and modifications. Could it be that this woman is very similar to the person he likes?

Chu Ci imagined it in an open space for a while, and he found it funny. He took out the paper, spread it flat on the dining table, and pressed it on both sides with paperweight.

"Woman, why don't you draw inside? It's quite noisy outside now. Be careful of drawing it wrong." Chu Guang said. There are a lot of old ladies coming outside today. It is said that they want to see her mother's hairpin. Chu's mother used to

I also got along with them, so I went out and let people watch it openly.

"This time, the table in my room is too small. This time my boss asked me to draw a picture that is as tall as a man, and the table in the room cannot be spread out."

In fact, the dining table cannot be spread out. In the past, when Chu Ci wanted to draw large paintings, he would borrow the school conference room and draw on the long table inside. He also wanted to go to the Academy of Fine Arts to draw, but the nerd in the studio

He said he was a craftsman, and he had no choice but to let him borrow Chinese paintings without permission.

What's wrong with craftsmen? At least it means that he is very skilled in painting. This is how Chu Ci comforts himself.

"What are you doing with such a big painting?" Chu Guang widened his eyes when he heard this, "There are so many people hanging in the house every day, like a real person."

After Chu Guang said this, Chu Ci immediately thought of "Painted Skin". He felt cold all over, and he muttered a few words, "I don't say anything about strange powers and spirits," and then tried hard to get that thought out of my mind.

Chu Ci drew out the outline of the woman according to the previous drawing method, and then according to the man's words, he drew the embroider's eyes a little rounded, and two small dimples were added to her face. The corners of her mouth were slightly slight.

Upward, born with a happy look, makes people forget their worries when they see it. Chu Ci gave her a Japanese bun, which made her look even more charming. After thinking about it, Chu Ci added flowers to her forehead.

Dian, now it looks even brighter and more charming.

Thanks to the schoolgirls who like Hanfu in the club, Chu Ci knew a lot about ancient costumes and headdresses, and even he had private photos of Hanfu several times. At that time, he never expected that he would wear ancient costumes every day.

A day.

When coloring, Chu Ci wanted to continue to let her wear plain clothes, but the woman lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly made Chu Ci unconsciously help her turn red.

I thought that only the beauty with the fiery rose-like temperament would look good in red, but now I look at it again, this girl is dressed very well. Chu Ci gave her a big thumbs up to her aesthetic.

...

"Mom, I'm going to the Zhang family again tomorrow. This time I may come back around mid-December." Chu Ci gave his mother a vaccination first.

"Why do you have to go for so long?"

"I could have come back halfway, but the annual exam would take a few more days, which would have been absent from Mr. Zhang's studies, so I couldn't move around anymore. However, if you miss me, let my brother take you there.

In the town, I just took you around to take a look.”

"My mother is old, so she won't go to the town. Since she has promised her, she has to do the things for her. Don't worry, I and your brother and sister-in-law are there to take care of her at home!"

"Grandma, I'm also there!" Chu Xiaoyuan sneaked in from the door, "If a bad person comes, I'll shoot him with a slingshot to protect you."

"Haha, yes, there is Xiaoyuan." Chu's mother smiled, then watched Chu Ci and Chu Xiaoyuan make a fuss...

The next morning, before Chu Ci had packed up, the mule cart had already stopped at the door of Chu's house.

After Chu Ci said goodbye to his family, he carried a bag and got on a mule cart with his bag. He put a scholar's document in his bag, and he was given a stamp from the county school official on the first day of December, and then he held an annual examination on the third day of December.

In the Zhang Mansion, Zhang Wenhai read the book for a while and then put it down. He asked Xiao Chengzi: "You go out and see if Brother Chu has arrived."

"Young Master, I've just gone out, and Mr. Chu hasn't come yet. You can read the book with peace of mind first, otherwise what if you can't answer when Mr. Chu takes the school exam, what should I do?" Xiao Chengzi was helpless, including the one just now,

He has run three times.

"Why do you talk so much? I have been studying hard in the study for the past three days, so how could I not be able to answer? You lazy guy, hurry up and wait for me. When Brother Chu arrives, I will inform me."

Zhang Wenhai was so angry that he scolded Xiao Chengzi.

"Yes, young master." Xiao Chengzi walked out dejectedly. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Chu Ci walking towards this side.

"Young Master, Mr. Chu is here!" Xiao Chengzi shouted immediately, which made Zhang Wenhai glar at him again.

Chu Ci smiled, this long-lost feeling. In the past, when he was in high school, the class would start to issue an alarm when he walked into the corridor. When he arrived in the class, he saw their hardworking and hardworking appearance.

"Brother Zhang, are you ready in these three days?" Chu Ci interrupted Zhang Wenhai, who was shaking his head and reading vigorously.

Zhang Wenhai made a "surprise" statement: "When did Brother Chu come? I never went out to greet him. It was so rude."

"There is no need to pay attention to those false etiquettes between you and me. Judging from your serious and hardworking appearance, I must have been working hard these days, so let's start directly." Chu Ci sat down opposite him.

Zhang Wenhai: "...Brother Chu, where is the test paper? How can I answer the questions without the test paper?" He has become accustomed to using scores to motivate himself.

Chu Ci shook his head: "We can just speak the meaning today, there is no need to write it."

Zhang Wenhai was a little nervous again. When writing, he could think more and tell the story directly. He wouldn’t end up being speechless last time when he was asked?

"Then the first question says, "I examine myself three times a day," please answer it in the following text." Chu Ci casually said a question.

"Are you unfaithful in your plan for others? Do you not believe in your friends? Do you not practice it? Be careful to correct it." This is the title in the Analects of Confucius. Zhang Wenhai was abused by the Analects of Confucius eight hundred times a few days ago, and he almost blurted out.

"The second question is: "One of good things will bring you a blow, and then you will lose your strength, and three will be exhausted." Please answer it in his name."

"Its name is Cao Gui. I'm sure to answer." This sentence comes from Cao Gui's debate in "Zuo Zhuan. Duke Zhuang", and Zhang Wenhai answered it without thinking.

"Good, the third question, Confucius saw the Book of Songs, praised it very much, please answer it with his words."

There is no direct answer in this question, but anyone who has read the Book of Songs knows Confucius' evaluation of it. So Zhang Wenhai replied:

"The Master said, "Three hundred poems are summed up in one sentence, and the thoughts are innocent."

“Question 4…”

“Question 10…”

“Question 12…”

“Question 18…”

“Question 20…”

Zhang Wenhai became more and more confident the more he answered. He could answer the questions immediately as soon as he asked them, and the answers were accurate.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhang, this Mo Yi Pass has been passed." Chu Ci smiled at him.

Zhang Wenhai was a little unbelievable: "What? But this... I have only answered twenty questions!" I tortured him for half a month before, why did Mo Yi pass the questions in just twenty words? Mo Yi doesn't want to be faced.

Is it?

Chu Ci shook his head and said, "The topic is not about how many, but whether it is useful. Since it is enough to prove that Brother Zhang, you have read these books through, why bother to add to it?"

Seeing that Zhang Wenhai was still a little doubtful, Chu Ci said again: "There are some differences between the two of them. It can be said that the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the meaning of the scriptures is simpler than the meaning of the scriptures. Brother Zhang, you

You can already be familiar with the scriptures, and you can naturally answer the questions of the ink and meaning. If you don’t believe it, you can buy the county test set in the past few years and try it out."

"But I have done the county test set seven or eight times, and I have already memorized it like a stream." Zhang Wenhai said distressedly.

"Then buy another topic collection."

"But, except for the county examination, if you take a college, will you reveal the questions they have drawn on weekdays to outsiders?" Zhang Wenhai was not a core disciple in Qishan Academy before. The questions he did on weekdays were written by his teacher. He thought

It's better than the few Chu Ci asked casually just now.

Chu Ci was a little stunned when he heard this. Is it so pitiful? I can’t even buy exercise questions.

Thinking about my previous life, the bookstores on the streets were filled with sacred texts such as "May 3", "High School Universal Question Solving Template", and "Tianli 38 Sets".

Wang Mouxiong and Xue Mouxing, two strange people who are sought after by countless teachers and hated by countless students, are the creators of such books.

Slogans like "If you don't know Wang Mouxiong for your life, you will be a tyrant" and "The Supreme Sea of ​​Inscriptions, the King is the Greatest, and the Order of the Book, no one dares to follow, if a certain star doesn't come out, who will compete with you?" are simply

It is a classic quote sung by everyone in high school in City A.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Chu Ci's mind quickly. Why couldn't he write a collection of questions?

When he was in modern times, he always asked questions, and everyone recommended him to go first. Whether it was the school's monthly exam or the mid-term final exam, he served as the paper drafter. Even if he had a joint exam for ten schools in A City, he

He also occupied a place. With his brain and the strength of the original owner, what is the point of asking for some questions?
Chapter completed!