The academy is not far from Fang Mansion, located on the east side of Jubao Gate. Fang Zheng and Xiao Wu walked through the Flower Market Street and arrived.
When I looked up, the four official Chinese characters of "Mingdao Academy" stood out clearly. It is said that this academy was very old and had been established hundreds of years ago. A pair of stone lions at the door were majestic and solemn. Many students came in and started to talk.
There is a college atmosphere where "there are great scholars who laugh, but there are no idle people who come and go".
Fang Zheng couldn't help but recall the time when he was a college student in his previous life. At that time, he had an evil hobby. He would often run to the corners of the horns, roar loudly, startling countless wild mandarin ducks, and then run away after roaring. Over time, the public resentment gradually disappeared.
Give Fang Zheng a ridiculous nickname, "Bangzi". Of course, this nickname is not to praise a certain organ on his body, but to say that he specializes in beating mandarin ducks with sticks.
But later he suffered retribution. One time, he surprised a pair of disheveled men and women from the bushes. After taking a closer look, he found that the woman was his current girlfriend, and they had only been dating for three days...
"The past has become a cloud of smoke, dissipating in front of each other..." Fang Zheng hummed "Kiss Goodbye", Shi Shiran stepped into the academy gate, Xiao Wu followed behind him with his book bag in hand and his head held high.
After entering the academy, Fang Zheng first went to see Master Chen. Master Chen was very happy to see Fang Zheng coming. He excitedly led him into a classroom with about twenty people, and warned him to study hard and prepare for the autumn provincial examination.
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Fang Zheng nodded one by one, but he disagreed in his heart. His goal was to study for a few days and then follow his father to learn how to run a business. His short-term goal was to find a wife for himself within this year, and his schedule was full.
, it’s the provincial examination, the young master is very busy, I don’t know if he is free...
Master Chen left after explaining. There was no class yet. A dozen students were holding books in their hands, shaking their heads and reciting "Confucius said... Shiyun..." loudly. There was a fat man with his head buried in a brush.
What is written on the paper.
According to the practice in previous lives, newcomers had to introduce themselves when they registered. Fang Zheng did not want to leave a bad impression of being aloof and aloof to his classmates. So he cleared his throat and interrupted their enjoyment of reading loudly: "Everyone, dear friends,
Please pause."
Everyone stopped and looked at Fang Zheng in surprise. The classroom was quiet for a while. Fang Zheng smiled slightly and cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you. My surname is Fang Zheng. I am a new student. From now on, I will be my senior fellow apprentice with you all."
I hope you will take good care of me." After saying this, Fang Zheng bowed humbly, his etiquette was thoughtful and perfect, and he also gave them a pure smile, green and natural, without preservatives.
Hearing several "chi" sounds, all the students curled their lips with a unified expression, turned their heads in unison and continued their "Confucius' Poems", completely pretending that he did not exist - Fang Zheng was secretly angry.
What kind of attitude! They all read the books of sages. Didn’t Master Confucius teach them what "etiquette" is? Scholars these days have nothing left to spare, and all the books they read are gone into the dog’s belly.
Only the fat man who was immersed in writing suddenly raised his head and gave Fang Zheng a friendly smile. Fang Zheng hurriedly bowed his hand to him as a gift. It's better to be fat. Looking at his body shape, I feel that I feel safe, but this guy is so fat.
It's really outrageous. From a distance, it looks like a pile of white flesh on the chopping board, and Fang Zheng can't see clearly what his facial features look like. There is too much flesh on his face, and his eyes and nose have been squeezed out.
Twisted.
Fang Zheng saw that there happened to be an empty seat next to the fat man, so he pulled Xiao Wu towards him without hesitation. After sitting down, he looked around and found that this classroom was actually similar to the one he studied in in his previous life. The difference was behind the podium.
There’s no blackboard.—Chalk probably hasn’t been invented yet?
Xiao Wu quickly took out the pen and ink inkstone from his book bag and placed it on the table. He helped Fang Zheng grind the ink, spread it with paper, and put books on the side of the desk. Then he left and waited for him outside the college gate. According to the regulations
, students are not allowed to bring bookboys with them during class.
After Xiao Wu left, no one talked to Fang Zheng, and he felt quite bored. Seeing that Fat Brother was still immersed in writing, he tugged at the corner of Fat Brother's clothes and whispered: "Hey, Fatty, what are you doing?"
The reason why he called him Fatty so rudely was because Fang Zheng found that this Fatty was actually very easy to deal with, and he was the first person to extend an olive branch to him. Fang Zheng had never been around such people, and look at this Fatty's behavior.
Elegant, well-mannered, and should have a good upbringing. - Speaking of upbringing, Fang Zheng thought of that little bamboo shoot that said "fuck" in his mouth. They are both human beings, so why is there such a big gap?
The fat man stopped writing, looked at Fang Zheng, pointed at his nose, and said in shock: "You called me?"
Fang Zheng nodded.
The fat man said unhappily: "Who is the fat man? Am I fat?"
Fang Zheng said nothing and looked at him with disdain.
The fat man looked at his own body shape, then looked at Fang Zheng, and then looked around at the others. Finally, he slumped his shoulders and silently admitted that he was indeed a fat man.
Fang Zheng turned his disdain into joy, but he couldn't be so shameless as to hide his lies. He patted the fat man's thick shoulder comfortingly: "Eat less, exercise more, maybe you can lose some weight."
Wow, it feels so good in the hand. When you drop your hand, it feels like a stone is thrown into a pond, making waves of flesh in circles. - Meat waves, that's the word, and it's the right word.
The fat man seemed to be unaccustomed to others patting him so affectionately. He twisted his shoulders unnaturally, cupped his hands and forced a smile: "Thank you, thank you very much."
Fang Zheng ignored his reaction and continued to pat him on the shoulder, "Brother, what's your surname?"
The fat man helplessly let him pat him, and said listlessly: "My surname is Zhou."
Fang Zheng praised: "Oh, that's right. The national surname is a good one." He seemed to remember that the current emperor was also named Zhou.
The fat man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "You can't decide whether your last name is good or not."
That's right, Fang Zheng was just looking for something to say when he had nothing to say.
Fang Zheng looked around, then mysteriously whispered in his ear: "What are you doing at home?"
The fat man looked at Fang Zheng in astonishment, and then a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. He rolled his eyes and said vaguely: "Do some small business... silks, porcelain, jewelry, everything. Brother Fang, your family is...
"I just introduced myself, and the fat man knows that his surname is Fang.
"Oh, my family is similar to yours. We do everything. Have you never heard of the Fang family business in Beijing?" Fang Zheng said carelessly.
The fat man suddenly said: "Oh, it turns out to be Shaodong of the Fang family. I'm glad to meet you."
Fang Zheng politely raised his hands and said, "I haven't asked Brother Zhou's name yet."
"I...well, my surname is Zhou, and my given name is Wu..." The fat man suddenly stopped talking, and he changed his words: "My surname is Zhou, and my given name is Wu."
Zhou Wu? Why is this name so weird? It sounds awkward to pronounce, and it seems that the fat man’s parents don’t read much. Zhou Wu Zhou Wu, it doesn’t matter what he wants. His family’s business with this name will probably lose money.
"Ah, it turns out to be Brother Zhou Wu, whom I have admired for a long time." Fang Zheng said hypocritically.
"You know me?" the fat man asked strangely.
"I don't know him, I've never heard of him." Fang Zheng told the truth.
"Then you've been admiring me for a long time." The fat man rolled his eyes disdainfully.
Fang Zheng smiled dryly and said: "It's a polite word, just like me asking you, 'Have you eaten?' Actually, I don't want to treat you to a meal, I just want to say hello to you."
The fat man laughed loudly after hearing this.
Fang Zheng and Fatty chatted without a word. The legendary situation where an NPC would "bow down and bow to him" when he saw the male protagonist did not happen. What can I say about Fatty? He is quite honest and a little cunning.
Occasionally a light flashed through his narrowed eyes, and Fang Zheng felt that this person might not be as honest as he appeared. Maybe he hid himself very, very deeply, as deep as the sewers. - Fang Zheng felt bad when he mentioned the sewers.
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"...In the end, Cinderella and the prince lived a happy life together, having sex every day, and taking five days off at the end of the month. Cinderella's sister and younger sister took over for sex. The prince lived so happily that his words shrank...
"Fang Zheng felt a little guilty. The beautiful fairy tales made him make dirty jokes. I really feel sorry for the Brothers Grimm.
The fat man was so happy when he heard that, his fat body trembled excitedly, and he kept saying: "Say one more, say one more..."
Looking at the fat man whose male hormones were obviously rising, Fang Zheng felt a chill in his heart. The tastes of ancient people were too vulgar. Not only did the fat man become very excited and interested, but even the students next to him who had originally dismissed him stopped.
After reading, the classroom was quiet. Their eyes pretended to be reading, but their ears were raised high. Scholars are so hypocritical!
Fang Zheng glanced at it, and the students all coughed dryly, and started reciting "The Master Said Poetry Cloud" again. Hey! I just finished listening to the dirty jokes and went to read the sages' books again. Be careful, Master Kong will jump out of the coffin and crush you all.
Gentle scum. Of course, Young Master Fang thinks that he is not a scum, he is just a touchstone at best. Under his test, these well-dressed students all transformed into monsters.
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