What does the failure of the provincial examination mean? That is, you cannot take the imperial examination yet. You are a common child without fame. If you have to compare it according to today's academic qualifications, it is equivalent to the education of a high school student. You cannot apply for most civil servant positions.

Zhong Yue continued to read, what exactly was the reason that made a talented man from Jiangnan who had a "high school education" and a scholarly family become a great calligrapher? Looking at the information, Zhong Yue gradually discovered the problem.

A man who started taking the provincial examination at the age of 26 and went until he was 63, devoted all his best time in his life to the imperial examination. However, Wen Zhengming, who was stubborn in his personality, was also a stubborn person. When he was young, he launched a campaign to advocate ancient lyrics and essays with literati such as Tang Bohu to express his dissatisfaction with the "eight-legged essays". In the next few decades, he still insisted on his own opinion on taking the exam and was unwilling to write eight-legged essays, which led to failures every time.

As for the initial reason why Wen Zhengming practiced calligraphy, it was because the examiner of the provincial examination thought his calligraphy was ugly, and then he studied calligraphy by Li Yingzhen, the Shaoqing of Taipu Temple in Nanjing.

Seeing this, Zhong Yue understood what he should do.

For such a straightforward and pursuing person, it is obviously an extremely stupid thing for you to cater to him with the traditional imperial examination eight-legged article. Maybe he doesn't require you to write your articles very well, but you must be like-minded with him.

Then the next thing became very simple. When the Eight Dynasties began to decline, what Wen Zhengming praised was the style of the articles of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Zhong Yue had a general direction and could give up the study of eight-legged essays.

Chinese studies are not that simple, but it is actually much easier to pass the Wen Zhengming level. The ancient imperial examination essay was actually similar to the current civil servant essays. It was nothing more than talking about his own political views. So, for such exam-oriented essays, Zhong Yue, a college student who has experienced many battles, is naturally sure to win.

For such a great calligrapher who is not compromising with the eight-legged essay, the theme of the article that Zhong Yue wants to do is very simple - criticize the eight-legged essay.

Zhong Yue’s high school Chinese teacher once said that what is the standard for writing excellent college entrance examination essays? That is to cater to the psychology of the paper marking teacher. In fact, one truth is that as the only reader of your article, if the topic deviates from your only reader’s views on the three views, even if the rhetoric is gorgeous, then what?

After reading historical materials, Zhong Yue began his plan to copy articles.

First of all, articles before Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty cannot be copied, nor can they be copied in the model essays of eight-legged essays.

In the library, some people recited words softly and some were writing the question bank, but only Zhong Yue was writing ancient text strangely. In the afternoon, Zhong Yue organized the language of the article and read it through it himself. He felt that it was quite smooth. However, after all, his research on ancient texts was not so profound. He moved the information aside and took his poor ancient texts, preparing to find Russell to polish it.

Hang Jing passed by, looked back at Zhong Yue with some confusion, picked up the books beside the table, and looked through them.

"Is this person... from the history department?"

...

...

"Teacher Luo, I want to ask you for help." As long as Russell is in school, he usually stays in the calligraphy classroom except for class. It is easy for Zhong Yue to find him, but there are not many people in this school who are looking for Russell.

Russell took off his presbyopia and said, "I asked someone Luo to do something? There are not many people in this school who dare to do this. Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Zhong Yue handed Russell to Russell, "I wrote something to let Teacher Luo polish it."

Russell opened the paper and looked at it, "What kind of thing is it written? This sentence is excerpted from Gu Yanwu's "Rizhilu". I seem to have seen these sentences somewhere. What do you want to do?"

"This, I want to write an ancient article that criticizes the eight-legged essay, so..."

Russell put the paper into his pocket, "It's weird, okay." He didn't ask why, and agreed readily.

"Thank you, Teacher Luo."

"Don't, I, Mr. Luo, hate this hypocritical and polite words the most."

“…”

Zhong Yue will never be able to keep up with the rhythm of Luo's logic. Zhong Yue chose the previous position by the window, practiced lacquer books for a few hours, and waited for Russell to finish modifying his article. A few hundred words of short composition is not difficult for Russell, who has a deep literary foundation.

After getting the articles after Russell Li’s polish, the next thing becomes very simple, that is, memorize them. A great copy of articles for the ages can see if you can copy them or not. Love literature and exams are two different things.

Nearly five o'clock, Zhong Yue left the public teaching building and happened to meet Qin Ming and a few others who had finished class.

"Brother Li didn't come to class again?"

"Here, I'll slip away after I ordered the name. I'll take his girl to eat and drink." Zhang Da said with a smile while browsing his phone, "Hey, a new chicken chop shop has been opened in Frey Square. Look, the post bars in our university town are so popular."

"Chicken chop shop? Can chicken chops still make flowers?"

Zhang Da clicked on the picture online and said, "Look at this banner, look at the queues that lined up like a long queue at around four o'clock just now. I guess it would be a big deal."

"With an attitude... the chicken chops don't cut the price? This boss is quite crazy. The banner is handwritten, but the words are a bit ugly."

Zhong Yue was stunned. He took his cell phone and looked at him. I'll go, is that okay?

"This word is not ugly, I think it has a very artistic atmosphere." Zhong Yue brushed the comments below. All the boss's chicken steaks are delicious, and the words are ugly. Damn, do these people have some aesthetic taste!

Zhang Da took back his phone, "Ayue, do you have some strength? This word is not ugly? It looks so ugly, like a crab crawling."

Zhong Yuexin said, I will crawl into your uncle!

"So many people go to eat, why don't we try it too?"

Gong Chuan stretched his waist and put his hand on Zhong Yue's shoulder. "In the afternoon, Ayue brought back a chicken chop from this restaurant. It tasted pretty good. Unlike the profiteer next to him, the flour was almost knocked down my teeth."

Li Kai frowned, "The calorie of the chicken chop is too high..."

Qin Ming held his glasses and said, "I'll just have a meal in the cafeteria. I'll have to hold a group club tonight."

"Okay, Minister Ming, you have a lot of things to do every day, so we won't bother you."

"Shh! Sigh down, it has not been announced yet, keep a low profile."

Zhang Da shrugged, "Since you don't go, why should I join in the fun alone? Let's go to the cafeteria together to have a meal."

Zhong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right, if you eat too much chicken chops, it's better to eat in the cafeteria." He didn't want to go to Frey Square now, and then be recognized by the chicken chop uncle. For some reason, it was obviously the first time to "appoint an article" and he was always a little ashamed...

I hope this chicken chop uncle will forget him quickly...

Zhang Da yawned, "I envy you two, I don't have to take the exam."

The most uncomfortable courses in the engineering department of freshman year are university physics, linear algebra and advanced mathematics. However, Zhong Yue and Gong Chuan, one of them, moved to the Chinese department and the other to foreign languages. There are no three life-threatening courses in the compulsory courses, so it is particularly easy.

Zhang Da was bored and suddenly paused.

"Hey, third brother, is this person you?"

Zhong Yue looked at the photo on Zhang Da’s phone, and a side photo of a book with a pig hair brush and splashing ink...

"no!"

"But……"

"No, but! It's not me, I don't!" Zhong Yue looked like he didn't admit it even if he beat him to death.

“…”

Gong Chuan couldn't hold back his smile, "Brother Yue, don't be excited..."
Chapter completed!