The blue sky is filled with leisurely white clouds.
The venue used for Cuju at the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies is large and spacious.
Gu Nuoer, Ye Siming, and some students are here to help with the decoration.
After a while, there will be a tacit understanding match in pairs.
The person who gets the first place can represent the Chinese Academy of Sciences and go to a nearby village to help poor people who cannot go to school.
The reason for choosing the one with the most tacit understanding is not only a sentiment of the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies, but also a means.
The college believes that friendship among classmates is very important.
The young masters and ladies trained here are all from noble and noble backgrounds.
In the future, most people will obtain honors and enter the court.
Today's small network of connections may become the treacherous and powerful accomplices in the court in the future.
From childhood to adulthood, this is also the side of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to observe which young masters are close to each other.
In this way, more information can be obtained, sorted out, and handed over to His Majesty secretly.
In other words, this was actually a way for successive emperors of Da Qi to observe the relationship between aristocratic families.
However, these students still don't quite understand this truth.
Everyone goes to the annual chemistry competition just for fun.
Jiang Xiaoran ran to Ye Siming from afar: "Si Ming! How about we work together as a team in a while, we will definitely be able to pass the test and be invincible!"
Ye Siming stared at him with cold eyes and said, "I don't understand you, and you don't understand me."
"Who said that? If you don't believe me, you can ask me a question now."
Ye Siming felt bored, snorted, and turned to help Gu Nuoer lay out the books, not wanting to talk to Jiang Xiaoran.
Jiang Xiaoran jumped to the side.
Seeing this, Gu Nuoer wiped the sweat from her forehead with her small hands.
She blinked her dark eyes and said, "Brother Hualuobo wants to play so much, why don't I come up with the questions and give it a try!"
Jiang Xiaoran suddenly beamed with joy, flattered his horse and said, "Our princess still cares about you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he received a cold look from Ye Siming.
Gu Nuoer held her chin with her small hand and thought for two seconds.
"Brother Hualuobo, tell me, brother Siming, whether he likes it during the day or at night."
"What's the problem?" Jiang Xiaoran was confused and chose one based on his feeling: "During the day..."
Gu Nuoer waved her little hand: "That's wrong, Brother Siming likes the night the most!"
Ye Siming was beside him, looking at the little guy shaking his head, he raised his thin lips and gave a smile of approval.
Jiang Xiaoran's eyes widened: "What kind of question is this? Masters won't ask this later! They will definitely ask what books Siming likes to read!"
Gu Nuoer quickly replied: "Brother Siming doesn't like reading!"
Ye Siming answered: "Gu Nuo'er likes to read policy essays and the Analects of Confucius."
The little guy immediately clapped his hands: "Brother Siming really understands me."
Jiang Xiaoran stood beside him with his hands on his hips: "I finally understand, you two have thought about forming a team together!"
Gu Nuoer innocently fluttered her long eyelashes twice: "I didn't think so, but it's not impossible."
Ye Siming put down the books in his hands and stacked them up, and asked indifferently: "If you don't team up with me, who were you planning to team up with?"
"Previously, someone from Linzhou asked me, well, I was wondering if I wanted to agree."
Ye Siming's narrow eyes narrowed and he said without hesitation: "Reject him."
Gu Nuoer raised his head and blinked: "Huh? Reject directly?"
"Yes, reject him and say you have me."
The little guy frowned and thought for a while, then quickly smiled and said: "Okay! I didn't want to participate at first, but since brother Siming wants to play, I will accompany you!"