In the school, the rustling sound of paper turning sounded.

The big banyan tree outside the window slightly blocked the sun, finally making the sunlight no longer so dazzling.

Lin Yanchao spread a piece of bamboo paper, calmed down a corner with pebbles, and poured water into the inkstone. Many of the classmates on the side frowned, very nervous, and raised their hands to wipe their sweat from time to time.

After grinding the ink, Lin Yanchao picked a small sheep brush with a small brush, dipped it ink and then used the pen on the paper. Lin Yanchao's calligraphy is still not very good, and there is no way to do this, but it depends on time to accumulate it. However, when silently writing, Lin Yanchao tried to write the words neatly first.

From the mysterious yellow sky and the vast universe, Lin Yanchao wrote down the words in a simplified and traditional Chinese way. He paused for a while after comparing them in memory. After choosing the traditional Chinese writing method. Although the whole article was not written in one go, it was not slow.

After throwing the pen into the pen to wash it, Lin Yanchao looked around and found that his classmates were still scratching their heads. He was the first to finish writing.

Lin Yanchao didn't think much about it, blowing the ink marks dry, rolled the paper, and then got up and strode towards Lin Chengyi. However, looking at it, he could only hear the rustling sound of the paper pages turning around, and he could also feel the surprise of his classmates.

Lin Yanchao glanced at him and thought to himself that what if the disciples from other surnames were? I just want to overwhelm you and take the lead. The way to career is to squeeze a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops. If you don’t squeeze people down, you can only wait for others to squeeze you down. I not only have to cross the single-plank bridge, but also walk first. This is my way of fame and fortune.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanchao was extremely well-versed in his thoughts.

"Is it over?" Lin Chengyi looked at Lin Yanchao in confusion.

"Yes, sir." Lin Yanchao's behavior was respectful and he could not find any fault.

Lin Chengyi had a stern face and spread the paper out on the table, with a red pen hanging on the paper.

After a while, Lin Chengyi had nowhere to start writing. He moved his wrists. He looked up at Lin Yanchao, and then looked down at the scroll.

Finally, Lin Chengyi put down his pen and stared at Lin Yanchao and said, "The writing is acceptable, but you have to practice your word hard. Otherwise, when the county examination is conducted in the future, the county magistrate will look at your word. Even if the article is written in a bunch of colorful ways, it will not be taken!"

“Yes, sir, the student is taught.”

"What kind of pen do you practice on weekdays?"

"It's Yan Qinli Monument."

"Well, the Yan Qinli Monument has the essence of Yan Gong's regular script, but it is not easy to learn it in the beginning. It is better to be a Duobao Pagoda Monument, but it is not impossible. It is not too late to start working today. You need to practice ten pieces every day and leave it to me. Don't slack off for a day."

"Yes, sir."

"You can use the pen and hold it to show me."

"yes."

Lin Yanchao took the pen from Lin Chengyi. Lin Chengyi shook his head and said, "This is not right. Put your wrists flat and your pipes should be straight. Hold the pen a little higher. Remember, if you learn calligraphy in an orderly manner, you must be able to hold the pen first."

Lin Chengyi personally took the pen and demonstrated it to Lin Yanchao. Lin Yanchao followed the method taught by Lin Chengyi and picked up the pen.

"Yan Chao didn't even pay Shu Xiu, why did the gentleman still have a lot of eyes on him and give some advice?"

"When did you see the gentleman and Yan Yuese talking to a disciple?"

"This person is a little lucky. Brother He, it seems that your social school title is no longer guaranteed."

"Just, can the people in the village play the snow? We don't know how his past homework is. In a few days, the teacher will definitely drive him out of the community if he sees his poor academic performance. You can't wait for tomorrow."

Lin Yanchao listened to these words and returned to the table. He glanced at him, and the one who stared at him was also staring at him. Lin Yanchao knew that this one was the same age as him, but he entered the society a year earlier than him, and his studies were good. He regarded it as the person who was most likely to enter the society.

Lin Yanchao couldn't help but remember that when he was studying in the past, the first and second place in the class were both rivals, but the last and second to last were friends.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Hou Zhongshu on the side winking.

"Yanchao, what is the next sentence of Aiyu Lishou?" Hou Zhongshu blushed and asked in a low voice.

Lin Yanchao turned his head away without any mercy and pretended not to hear it.

"I'm miserable when I see death," Hou Zhongshu let out a cry of sorrow.

The grades of Script are not good, and Lin Chengyi only taught a hundred more words to the Thousand Characters. On this day, he left the class, and every schoolchild covered his red hands, except Lin Yanchao.

On the second day, Lin Chengyi tried to write a thousand-word text again, and Lin Yanchao was the first to hand in the paper in class. Lin Chengyi actually praised him for his great progress in his studies recently.

Lin Yanchao was not surprised by honor and disgrace. When he stepped down, he saw Zhang Guihe and several others looking bad.

After leaving school early, the school children came to the cafeteria in groups of three or three.

Lin Yanchao and Hou Zhongshu took two large tubes of the remaining dry rice from the pot yesterday and ate it by the stove. Hou Zhongshu's thousand-character text was only three wrong today, and was fined ten rulers by Lin Chengyi, which has made a great progress compared to the past.

Hou Zhongshu was in a good mood and said to Lin Yanchao: "Come and try something good."

As he said that, Hou Zhongshu took out a pottery jar and said, "This is fresh cypress sauce. My mother made it for me, come and try it."

After saying that, Hou Zhongshu opened the pottery jar, but saw that the raw croquettes were soaked in red croquettes. Lin Yanchao felt disgusted, but he also knew that this was a treasure on the table of the people on the beach. This croquette sauce was made of croquettes caught on the river beach, and added rice wine, lees, salt and other auxiliary ingredients, and grinded them into sauce.

Hou Zhongshu brought it directly. After the rice was made with the sauce, a red croquette was covered with water. He then took the raw pickled croquette with chopsticks, took it and bit it into his mouth. It was crispy.

"Come on, don't be polite."

"I'm really not polite."

Due to face, Lin Yanchao picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. At first, a fishy smell came, but then it was neutralized by the red crumbs, sugar and wine, and it turned into a fresh delicacy. Lin Yanchao sipped the rice in, and then the two of them ate it with the crumb sauce.

The scene of Lin Yanchao and Hou Zhongshu having a hearty meal was watched coldly by several people on the table next to him.

Zhang Guihe, the top student in Hongtang Society, snorted. He wrote a thousand-character essay in the sun. No one in Hongtang Society except Lin Yanchao answered correctly. Even Zhang Guihe, who was the best student, was wrong and was beaten by Lin Chengyi.

A schoolboy named Zhang Haoyuan said, "Brother Gui He, these two foreigners are arrogant, can you bear it?"

"We cannot help but be polite when we come from remote areas. We cannot be as knowledgeable as them."

At this time, another schoolboy spoke, "But Brother Gui He, if he wins your status as the top student in society, then the great master comes to society and appreciates him again, and the crow turns into a phoenix."

"He is worthy, too?" Zhang Guihe chuckled.

"No matter what, if you don't know etiquette, you have to teach me. Otherwise, they wouldn't know that the society school is named Zhang. You don't have to stand up for this matter, I'll vent your anger."

After saying that, Zhang Haoyuan stood up and deliberately said to the school children around him: "Dear students, I brought some bacon at home today, let's try something fresh!"

Lin Yanchao looked at it and knew that the schoolchild was named Zhang Haoyuan and had always been very wrong with him and Hou Zhongshu. However, this person was the son of Qinghua. He was always generous among the schoolchildren. Many people helped him. In the past, Lin Yanchao and Hou Zhongshu suffered many losses, and they had been a long-term grudge.

Fujian is surrounded by the sea, the plains are small and cannot raise a large amount of livestock, so the products are mostly seafood, river food, and there is very little meat. Usually, people can only eat a little meat during the New Year and the holidays. When the schoolchildren heard that there was a bacon shared, they picked up their own bowls, held them in front of Zhang Haoyuan, stared at his meat and said flatteringly: "Brother Haoyuan, give me more."

Zhang Haoyuan also took a few steps away one by one. Speaking of this, he paused and said, "Do you know what Shu Xiu mean? I heard from the teacher that Shu Xiu is ten pieces of bacon. Even the saints teach their disciples to Shu Xiu, but in our society, there is one person who does not give up Shu Xiu. He is shameless and does not say anything. But we, the disciples, ignore this bacon. So everyone has this bacon, but he is missing because he is not qualified to eat it."

Everyone had meat to eat, but I didn't have one portion left. Lin Yanchao looked at Zhang Haoyuan sideways. But he saw him looking at him provocatively.

After hearing what Zhang Haoyuan said, everyone looked at Lin Yanchao, and the school children who had benefited him said, "Brother Haoyuan is right."

"What are you doing with such a person studying in the society? Go home early."

Hou Zhongshu said on the side for Lin Yanchao: "Zhang Haoyuan, Yanchao is not not for Shu Xiu. The gentleman said that Yanchao will give it to him after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhang Haoyuan snorted and said, "Hou Zhongshu, don't stand up for others in this matter. This piece of bacon is yours, so don't talk if you take it.

Hou Zhongshu struggled a lot in the friendship between bacon and Lin Yanchao, then looked at the half of the worm in the bowl and said against his will: "Who cares about your bacon? I have big fish and meat every day at home."

"Haha, Hou Zhongshu, what a big deal, do you think we don't know your family's situation, and in this village, there are no more than three households who can eat meat every day. Unfortunately, my family is one of them." Zhang Haoyuan raised his head high and looked at him without any hesitation.

"Zhongshu, forget it, there is nothing to fight for with such a person." Lin Yanchao advised from the side that the situation was better than that of others. The other party was the son of the village chief, and he had a lot of trouble with the other party, and he couldn't make him angry with a child.

Hou Zhongshu was dissatisfied and said, "Just, I fed the dog at the entrance of the village a few days ago. Do you see if it's the one in his mouth?"

Several Zhang schoolchildren were furious and lifted up their sleeves.

Zhang Haoyuan stopped them and said, "It's not good to fight here. The sir is not good-looking. These two guys are so good. Let's take a look. You will suffer when the time comes!"

After Zhang Haoyuan spoke and threatened, he strode away, and several schoolchildren surrounded him.

"Damn it, just fight. I'm not scared since I was a child. When you leave me later, everyone will come in and out together, even if you go to the bathroom, don't put a single order. We brothers join forces to be invincible in the world." Hou Zhongshu spoke shamelessly.

"They have a lot of people, should you pick up some weapons to compete with?" Lin Yanchao suggested seriously.

"No, if you are not easy to deal with by the teacher, don't be afraid. The skill we have in Hongtang Shuanglong's hands is awesome."

Hongtang Shuanglong, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, and Lin Yanchao only found it funny, as if he had revisited the scene of being blocked by a bad child at the school gate after school. At that time, I was in a very nervous mood, but now I just thought it was fun.
Chapter completed!