The first day of February is the first day to go to the Self-cultivation Institute.
Li Changan got up early, finished breakfast, said goodbye to his sister-in-law and little sister, and hurried to the cultivation center.
After coming back yesterday, I studied grammar for a long time and finally got started with Catching Fire.
You don't just have the grammatical runes to cast it, you also need to use the grammatical energy flexibly to outline the complicated grammatical runes.
Li Changan wanted to try a few more times, but unfortunately he was only at the ninth level and could only summon a ball of fire.
It is very convenient to start a fire to cook, but it is beyond your power to show the power of a prairie fire.
Enter the sanatorium,
Academy students came and went in groups of twos and threes, talking about all kinds of things.
Some were discussing poems and articles, some were talking about romantic affairs like Zhou Ziyu, and some were discussing which woman in the Self-cultivation Academy was the most beautiful.
Li Changan walked among the crowd and couldn't help but look forward to the Self-cultivation Academy.
This is campus life.
Compared with Xiushenyuan, Tiandiyuan is more like working, constantly working hard for "promotion and salary increase".
Walking into the arranged Jiazi Academy, Li Changan found a corner seat and sat down.
Students came in one after another.
The atmosphere in the school gradually became tense,
"Are you ready?"
"Who can be ready? The first ten poems have all been reviewed by eminent Wen Zong, you just need to look for one."
"But "Ascending the Ninth Tower" has only been out for a month, and there is no eminent Wen Zong to take action, so we can only collect the critical articles of those masters. Who knows which master's interpretation Lu Jiaoyu prefers?"
"Hey, I heard that this time the main test is "Climbing the Ninth Tower". That Taibai is really..."
Li Changan blinked, are these guys talking about me?
A round, fat man with small eyes sat down next to Li Changan, "Brother, are you new here?"
"This is Li Changan." Li Changan clasped his fists.
"What are you doing if you are not a subordinate? There are no instructions here, so why are you so polite? My name is Qian Zuozhuang." The fat man with small eyes squeezed his almost empty eyes.
Li Changan was immediately shocked. He looked at Qian Zuozhuang and said, "Hey, brother, how rich must your family be to have such a name?"
Qian Zuozhuang seemed to be very used to Li Changan's gaze, "You don't have to look at me like that. My family is indeed rich. The richest man in Dongyue is my father."
As he said that, Qian Zuozhuang raised his invisible chin towards the school, "You see, my father paid for this school, so I can come here to observe."
Li Changan had to accept it. This was called money-making ability. How many students dreamed of the academy as a holy place? But he was able to forcefully spend money to get in. He was determined to be the money banker for his friend.
"Brother Qian is awesome!"
"Absolutely so." Qian Zuozhuang waved his hand nonchalantly, "I think Brother Li is very confident about this first-month assessment. Is it possible that he is ready?"
"Not bad." Li Changan coughed lightly.
Qian Zuozhuang looked over in surprise, "I knew that Brother Li must have learned a lot, otherwise how could he get into Jiazi Academy halfway?"
"So-so." Li Changan smiled lightly.
Qian Zuozhuang came over and said, "Brother Li, don't say anything anymore. I will do you a favor later and treat you to a drink at noon today."
"a piece of cake."
"Brother Li is a righteous man. Our Lu Wencai's instructions are very strict. If they fail to pass, big things will happen."
While the two were talking, the school gradually filled up with people.
A middle-aged man wearing a navy blue coat walked in.
The noisy school suddenly became quiet, then stood up neatly, bowed and said, "I've met Lu Jiaoyu."
Lu Wencai looked around, his eyes rested on Li Changan for a moment, "Sit down."
Li Changan followed everyone and sat down, and then pieces of rice paper flew out from the table in front of Lu Wencai, landing in front of everyone without missing a beat.
"The assessment officially begins at the beginning of the month and ends within an hour."
Lu Wencai knocked on the table. The dim light formed an hourglass on the table, and bits of light sand slowly flowed.
Even after many years, Li Changan still maintains a good habit of answering questions. He first briefly browses the questions and then shows a satisfied smile.
really.
Isn’t this special thing just about poetry appreciation?
And 40% of them are "Ascending the Ninth Tower", God help me.
Li Changan has a lot of wisdom in his chest, and he writes like a master, and answers questions quickly.
Qian Zuozhuang next to him glanced at it subconsciously and was stunned.
This newcomer is too strong, look at the straight back, the standard pen holding posture, and the faint confident smile on the corner of his mouth.
He held onto this real thigh.
Li Changan answered the questions very quickly, and he had memorized the first ten songs by heart.
The last poem was written by himself. Who can understand this poem better than him?
It only took half an hour for Li Changan to answer all the questions, and by the way, he also gave some tips to the banker next to him.
It’s been a long time since I had such a fun and enjoyable exam.
Li Changan actually still missed it a little, so he gave Qian Zuozhuang a second look at the answer to "Ascending the Ninth Tower".
Cool!
You just can’t hand in the paper in advance.
Li Changan came back and checked the reply twice to make sure that there was no typo, and then he put down the pen in his hand.
After waiting boredly for another two quarters of an hour, I finally handed in the paper.
After Qian Zuozhuang waited for Lu Wencai to leave, he breathed a sigh of relief and excitedly patted Li Changan on the shoulder, "Brother Li really knows people!"
"I see Brother Li answering so quickly. He is really a role model for us."
"Let's go and have a drink at my restaurant."
Li Changan waved his hand, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. I have other things, let's talk about it another day."
After bidding farewell to Qian Zuozhuang, Li Changan set off for Tiandiyuan.
There are still some grammatical questions that I have to ask Annan again.
When they arrived at Tiandiyuan, many people were already nodding towards Li Changan.
After experiencing the raging January of "The Ninth Tower", who can still look down on Taibai?
Even if only this poem comes out this year, I am still proud of myself.
"Weren't you in the training center all morning? You didn't sneak out, right?" Zhou Ziyu asked in surprise.
"I will take the first-month assessment in the morning. After the exam and I have nothing else to do, I will come over." Li Changan sat back at his desk.
"The assessment at the beginning of the month is very important. It is related to the arrangements in the Self-cultivation Academy in February, so don't take it lightly." Annan said.
Li Changan smiled confidently, spread his hands and said, "Don't worry, the first ten poems account for 60%, and "Ascending the Ninth Tower" only accounts for 40%. You think, how can I lose?"
Annan and Zhou Ziyu also laughed when they heard this, "That's true, the most difficult thing is your poem, but in the end, you met me in person, so you will definitely pass it."
Zhou Ziyu returned to his seat, and Li Changan approached Annan, "Brother An, I tried grammar yesterday and encountered some problems."
Annan smiled and said, "Let's talk about it."
"I have seen Deputy Zhanglou Xu and Qin Zhanglou perform grammar. They don't need to use literary style to outline the grammar runes. They just open their hands..." Li Changan looked around and lowered his voice.
"When I tried it myself, it took me a long time just to outline the grammatical runes. How could I be beaten in a fight? How can I be the same as Zhang Lou and the others?"
Annan replied, "Practice makes perfect. When you have a command of literary skills and know the grammar and runes like the back of your hand, you will naturally be able to do it with ease."
Li Changan nodded, retracted his desk, and read "The Analects of Confucius".
I will take the county examination on the fifteenth day of next month. Only after passing it and having my name included in the documents can I fully confirm my status as an academy.
This is the most critical part of making up for the loopholes and cannot be sloppy.
It’s not yet noon,
Li Changan's status jade medal shook slightly, it was the results of the self-cultivation academy's first-month assessment that were announced.
Li Changan looked towards the top of the list with confidence.
He doesn’t even have his own name!?
No way?
Who else can do better than me?
Li Changan looked down in disbelief, and when he reached the middle and lower reaches, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
His name was actually in this position, and Qian Zuozhuang's name was even more eye-catchingly ranked one above him.
C on!
A barely passing grade.
Li Changan's head was buzzing and he was completely confused.
Will this be my grade?
Li Changan didn't believe it ten thousand times.
Check the review results carefully.
There are almost no errors or omissions in the first ten poems, but "Ascending the Ninth Tower" only has a few pitiful points.
If it weren't for his previous scores being too high, it would have been impossible for Li Changan to pass the test at the beginning of this month.
Lu Wencai's instruction specifically stated that Li Chang'an should rewrite an interpretation of "Ascend the Ninth Tower", no less than three thousand words.
Li Changan seemed to have had all his strength drained from his body, his eyes began to lose focus, and his smile gradually became abnormal.
A joke from a previous life seemed to ring in my ears.
Haha... Taibai is just a bad poetry writer, and he knows nothing about appreciation?