Only now did Li Changan truly feel the general trend of the academy.
The battles in the previous four days had already made him feel quite intense.
The ranking changes are thrilling.
However, that kind of fierce competition, which seems to be a bloody battle, is like a mantis trying to control the chariot in the face of the general trend of the academy, which is unstoppable.
It wasn't until this moment that the competition for the Literary Saint List really became fierce.
Before that, it was just a small fight.
Li Changan tried to find his "Climbing the Ninth Tower" again, but this poem had disappeared from the list of literary saints.
The gap is too big.
Li Changan couldn't help but sigh.
On the identity jade tag, Annan sent another line of words, "Your poem is gone? - Bing thirty-two"
"Well, where's yours? - Bing Thirty-Three"
"Don't mention it. We are brothers and we share the same pain. We will get used to it after experiencing this kind of thing a few times. - Bing32"
Before Li Changan had time to reply, Annan's message came again,
"Baiweiju at noon?——Bing thirty-two"
"That's it. - Bing thirty-two"
Li Changan looked towards Annan, Annan blinked and put down the identity jade token in his hand.
Li Changan felt as if he had been electrocuted, with goosebumps all over his body.
"It's strange. My poems are no longer on the list of literary saints. Why is the literary spirit still growing?" Li Changan felt the changes in the literary palace and was a little surprised.
At this moment, a roar came from above the head,
"How dare those gangsters from Songyue interfere at this time!?"
The next moment, the sound disappeared, but everyone on the ninth floor was shocked and raised their heads and looked overhead.
A strong sense of oppression came from the top of his head.
"Damn it, was that the voice of Vice-President Xu just now? It's terrible, I feel like something is going to happen." The students in Area A and Area B were fine, but the people in Area C were already whispering.
"You can tell by looking at the rankings. This time Zhushan tried his best, but he only ranked 38th. The deputy manager will definitely be angry."
"The face of the Ninth Tower has been completely lost."
"What does that have to do with Songyue Academy?"
"Who knows? Looking at the list of literary saints, two poems from Baixi County Branch of Songyue Academy entered the top 50. Could it be related to this?"
"If you can't guess, don't make random guesses. Be careful of misfortune coming from your mouth."
The whispers among the crowd soon died down.
Vice President Xu's sudden rage cast a shadow over everyone's hearts.
At this time, the focus of everyone's discussion, Deputy Director Xu Nianxu, was furious in Qin Xiuman's room.
"Before this, I really thought that our Dongyue County was a piece of iron, but something went wrong at this time. Those bastards from Songyue Academy dared to take the lead in stealing a county Wenchang monument from us!"
Xu Nian walked back and forth in the room, the anger in his heart rising.
"Dongyue County is the Dongyue County of our White Deer Academy, and it is also the scope of influence of our Dongyue Branch. This is a rule established hundreds of years ago."
"The little people from Songyue in Baixi County were the first to break the rules. Will they still have a good life in the future?"
The initial ranking was thirty-eighth, but it almost fell to forty.
This result doesn’t look good on anyone’s face.
Not to mention ranking in the middle, you can't fall to the lower level no matter what, right?
Xu Nian felt like this ranking was like someone slapped him in the face, causing burning pain.
In addition, this time the Literary Saint List is related to the entire Ninth Tower, and even more related to his own future and destiny, how can Xu Nian not be anxious?
"The matter has already happened. Let's make up for it as soon as possible." Qin Xiuman also frowned, "The problem is Sui County this time. Send people immediately to snatch the Wenchang Monument back from Sui County."
"In addition, send people to Baixi County to stir up the muddy waters."
"Since the rule that the county academy is in charge of the culture of a county has been broken, there is no need for us to abide by it. Even if it goes to the capital, we will not be the ones at fault."
Xu Nian nodded and looked at Qin Xiuman, "Now that the matter is over, how about the Master taking action again?"
Qin Xiuman shook his head, "Even I can't always come up with the top twenty poems on the Literary Saint List."
At the head of the academy, everyone is a master.
It is also the foundation of the academy.
Xu Nian understood in his heart and sighed softly, "Okay, I will deal with it with all my strength."
Letters of orders one after another followed the stream of light and fell onto the third, fourth and even fifth floors.
Li Changan sat in the corner of the first floor and was stunned as he watched the figures leaving the ninth floor and walking across the void.
The scholars and students on the first floor were also shocked, and the discussion started again.
Annan's voice floated into Li Changan's ears.
"I'm so anxious, I'm so anxious. The deputy in charge is really anxious. He actually sent so many people out, and they are all college students at at least the technical level. Are they just trying to cause trouble?"
Li Changan said in surprise, "Can you work?"
"This is the internal ranking of the four major academies and the Imperial College, apprentice, skilled worker, skillful craftsman, master, and Wenzong."
"Master and Wenzong are the most widely circulated outside, and they represent the top group of people. The remaining three are basically only known to us academy students."
Annan looked away with envy in his eyes, "Apprentices are those of us on the first floor and belong to the lowest level."
"If you write ten poems on the literary saint list during the apprenticeship stage, you can be promoted to a skilled worker."
"A person who can write ten poems and essays that are among the top fifty on the Saint List is a skilled craftsman."
"A skilled craftsman is considered a master only if he has written ten poems that rank in the top fifteen on the Saint List."
"As for the road to Emperor Wenzong, it's so far away that it's almost impossible to see it. Even our Lord in Charge is still far away."
Li Changan was dazzled when he heard this, "Isn't the cultivation of literature mainly based on literary instruments? Doesn't it just depend on the grade of the literary instruments?"
Annan shook his head, "Yes and no, Wenlu is absolutely natural and true, but within the academy, the five major ratings are the basis for examination and teaching, because they determine the upper limit of a person's talent."
"A poem that reaches the top of the list of literary saints can gain as much literary power as a mediocre person practicing for three to five years. How big is the difference?"
"Ordinary scribes have worked hard all their lives to accumulate fame, interpret poems, and annotate classics, and they can reach the sixth rank at most; but those who are extremely talented and beautiful can reach the fifth rank or even the fourth rank in three to five years. This is the gap.
"
Li Changan felt at ease.
Annan couldn't help but say a few more words, "When the academy students hit the Literary Saint List, the academy will also gain fame and literary spirit, and 10% of the proceeds will be given to us as an additional reward."
"But if you are a skilled craftsman, this additional reward is increased to 30%; for skilled craftsmen, 50%; for masters, 70%; for Wenzong, it is an astonishing 100%."
"In other words, as long as Wenzong takes action, the academy will be doing white work for Wenzong."
Li Changan was secretly dumbfounded. It's simply unimaginable for me to be a good boy and let a behemoth like the Academy do free labor.
"The apprentices of our Tiandi Academy are already much better than the outsiders. In addition to the literary spirit on the Literary Saint List, we can also get an additional 10% literary award from the academy. But who doesn't want to compete for more?"