Xu Xian stood at the door of this ancient version of the university cafeteria, took a deep breath, and the aroma of the food filled his mouth and nose, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. The life of worry-free food and clothing in his previous life did not make him feel much happiness.

But only when you lose it do you know how to cherish it!

At this time, a middle-aged man with a green beard walked into the small cafeteria. Wherever he went, students saluted and called him sir.

The middle-aged man was handsome and elegant, with a face like a crown jewel. He was obviously well-kept. He was the gentleman who gave the lecture today. At this time, he was no longer as respectful and serious as in the classroom, but was smiling and nodding slightly, showing that he was extraordinary.

He is a famous scholar in Jiangnan. It is said that when he was young, he was known as the most talented scholar in Jiangnan.

Li Siming had just sat down when he saw Pan Yu standing at the door. His eyes lit up. He waved his sleeves and said to Pan Yu: "Come on, come on, Pan Yu, you, the most talented person in the south of the Yangtze River, don't even visit me when you come to the academy."

'The most talented man in the south of the Yangtze River, he doesn't know the rules."

Pan Yulang said with a smile: "Students only know that there is first place, but they don't know what's going on." As he spoke, he pulled Xu Xian to sit down at Li Siming's table. He was obviously very familiar with it.

"It's really taught me that apprentices don't have a master. I think back then, being a master was a way of making friends through literature, and it was only earned by defeating heroes. It's not that easy for you to just sit down."

Pan Yu sneered and said: "I have heard your story eight hundred times. Let's see how I do this year, whether I can become the number one talent in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Okay, okay, you are as heroic as I was back then. It depends on your performance this year." Li Siming said three good words in a row, and it was obvious that he was very happy.

Xu Xian found it strange that Pan Yu, who was usually extremely humble, suddenly started talking wildly. Moreover, he didn't quite understand what they were saying, so he couldn't help but ask: "Mingyu, what happened this year?"

Before Pan Yu could answer, Li Siming rushed over and said, "You must be Xu Xian! A good man will not follow a stubborn man. If he has no talent or virtue, he should stay away from me, the disciple of the most talented man in the south of the Yangtze River, so as not to get into trouble." After finishing speaking,

He took a sip of tea without looking at Xu Xian.

Xu Xian scratched his head for a while, how could there be such a person? He looked at Pan Yu apologetically, and Pan Yu was about to defend him. But Xu Xian turned his head and looked at Song Siming seriously, then slowly stretched out his right hand, suddenly raised his eyelids, and stuck out his tongue.

Song Siming made a face.

"Pfft! Cough...cough...!" Li Siming spit out all the tea he had not swallowed, his face turned red due to choking, and he kept coughing awkwardly. Everyone in the cafeteria was attracted to him, Xu Xian looked as if nothing had happened.

Smiling and telling everyone it was just an accident.

Since the table was in the corner, only Li Siming and Pan Yu saw Xu Xian's grimace. Pan Yu patted Li Siming on the back and rolled her eyes at Xu Xian, but she couldn't help but smile.

Li Siming's coughing finally stopped. Pan Yu sat back down and glared at Xu Xian again. She now understood the meaning of Xu Xian's look just now. She thought to herself: Who said honest people are easy to bully? Here is one person who cannot be bullied.

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What Xu Xian didn't expect was that Li Siming, who had finally calmed down from the pain of being choked by water, smiled and said to Pan Yu: "Okay, okay, but I was wrong. This kid is a little more arrogant than you." Then he turned to Xu Xian and said:

"We are even now. What I hate the most in my life are cowardly and incompetent people. It seems that you are okay."

Pan Yu explained on the side: "In Chinese, Mr. Li also has a nickname, called 'Crazy Confucian'. He has the most unruly temperament. It was just a joke, don't worry about it."

Xu Xian shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter. Li Siming's eyes lit up. He felt that this action was very special, but it had an indescribable and unrestrained meaning. He praised: "It's sudden but not surprising, and it's unreasonable but not angry. At such a young age,

It's rare to have such a character. I just tried to test your character. Don't blame me." After saying that, he used tea as wine and drank a cup of tea.

Xu Xian asked strangely: "Try me? How?"

He muttered in his heart: It seems that older people like this! But in terms of age, Xu Xian, who has been born in two generations, can be considered close to his forties, but in his heart, age still has a lot to do with the living environment, and he has no experience.

After all, things like getting married and having children are not considered uncle-level.

Li Siming laughed and said: "If you are angry and refute, it proves that you are not generous enough. If you take my identity into consideration and force yourself to hold back, it proves that you have a gloomy mind."

Xu Xian was speechless. He could not succeed in co-writing, so he simply said: "So what if I beat you up!"

Li Siming waved his fist and said, "Looking at your little arms and legs, I'm afraid you are no match for me."

Xu Xian turned to Pan Yu and said, "Mingyu, Mr. Li doesn't have twin brothers or anything!" Seeing the erudite scholar turning into an unscrupulous uncle, Xu Xian obviously couldn't stand this change.

Pan Yu just smiled and shook his head, quite amused. If Li Siming's playful character is still common in modern times, it was a rare animal in ancient times, especially among Confucian scholars. Even Pan Yu, who is good at communicating, often feels confused.

How to get along with him.

Xu Xian had the feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. It was such an unexpected surprise to meet an ancient person with such a modern atmosphere after traveling so long, and he became more and more casual in his conversation.

Li Siming, on the other hand, became more and more surprised the more he talked. He often inadvertently introduced Xu Xian's modern views, which made him feel very appetizing. He was so excited that he even forgot to eat.

Pan Yu watched the lively conversation from the side, sarcastic and sarcastic remarks to each other from time to time, sometimes so sarcastic that even Pan Yu secretly frowned, but the two of them brushed each other lightly, as if they didn't care at all.

A group of people were talking, and I was isolated. It was a feeling I hadn't had in a long time. Pan Yu looked at the energetic Mr. Li. She had been studying with him since she was a teenager, and she had seen him arguing and quarreling with people a lot, like now.

There were not many people who had a good conversation with each other. Even if they were, they would mostly talk about classics and history, poems and songs, but they were not as nutritious as they are now.

Xu Xian, Xu Xian, what kind of person are you?

If Pan Yu is still thinking, then there is someone who has now confirmed who Xu Xian is. Xia Ziqi has focused his attention on this since Xu Xian came in just now. Now that he is so familiar with Mr. Li, he has concluded that Xu Xian is someone related.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to be so "rude" to his own son, Tongju.

"Huh, I'm just a little teacher. Do you really think he's some great adult?" Xia Ziqi sneered in his heart.

Teachers in official schools also have grades. Li Siming's seventh grade is half a step higher than Tong Ben's eighth grade, but he has no real power. Naturally, it is rare for a disciple of a powerful family like Xia Ziqi to take him seriously. Although Tong Ben's grade is not high,

Gao Que exercised his duties as a supervisor, so even the prefect had to respect him, let alone an ordinary low-level official, who would not be respectful to him. Living in such an environment, Xia Ziqi could not help but become arrogant. Today, he was teased by Xu Xian.

I felt that I had been greatly insulted and would not let it go.

Xu Xian suddenly remembered the discussion between Li Siming and Pan Yu just now, and asked again: "What about the Wenbi I just mentioned, the number one talent in Jiangnan?"

Pan Yu thought for a moment and said: "This is a prosperous period for scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. Once every three years, Jingtian Academy leads a gathering of well-educated scholars from major academies in the south of the Yangtze River to come to the bank of the West Lake to compete in literary and poetry competitions. If you can surpass them in terms of skills,

If you are a Confucian scholar, you will get the title of the best scholar in Jiangnan. Although it is just a joking name among the people, all the major academies attach great importance to this name. Mr. Li once had a verbal battle with the Confucian scholar, and he was the first scholar in Jiangnan in the previous generation.

Since it always starts on the First Snow Festival, this event is also called the First Snow Trial!”

Xu Xian ignored Li Siming and said, "Can uncles also participate in this competition?" Because Pan Yu just called him the previous generation of Jiangnan talents, but this kind of competition should produce the number one talent in Jiangnan every time!

Pan Yu ignored Li Siming's strong dissatisfaction and explained with a smile: "The first place in this competition may not be the 'first talent in Jiangnan'. It has been a long time since the so-called first talent in Jiangnan has been produced."

Xu Xian immediately understood what it means to "overwhelm" the heroes with skills. It is not just about being ranked first, but about being in an absolutely dominant position. For example, in high school in his previous life, every time he took the age test, there was a strong man who always surpassed the second place by several points.

There is a very scary gap at the top of the list. In a state where everyone is working hard for the college entrance examination, this situation is simply unbelievable. Such a person can be the "No. 1 Talent in Jiangnan"!

Xu Xian looked at Li Siming in surprise. He didn't expect such an unscrupulous uncle to have such strength, but thinking about the level of his teaching just now, he was indeed very knowledgeable, and he couldn't help but admire him a little.

Li Siming enjoyed Xu Xian's admiring gaze and felt very happy. He pretended to wave his hands casually and said: "It's all in the past. I think Pan Yu will definitely win the crown this year." This showed his great respect for Pan Yu.

confidence.

"Yes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and the waves in front die on the beach. When people are about to die, their words are also kind. I'd better pay more attention to Mingyu!" Xu Xian sighed, which immediately ruined Mr. Song's good mood.

Pan Yu laughed out loud: "Why are you dying on the beach? Don't talk nonsense in Chinese." In an instant, her beautiful face was like ice and snow melting, and thousands of flowers were blooming. Xu Xian did not expect that one of his witty words, which is very common in modern times, would attract a lot of attention.

Seeing such a scenery, he was stunned for a moment and murmured: "It would be great if it was really Zhu Yingtai!"
Chapter completed!