The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 786
[Chapter 786 Another early submission]
The scholars and the students of the New Style Academy naturally stood up and bowed respectfully.
“Students understand.”
“Okay.” The Imperial Academy Jiujiu looked behind him, waved his hand, and said, “Hand out papers.”
From behind, someone naturally came forward to hand out test papers.
This examination paper was produced by the doctors from the Institute of Arithmeticology of the Imperial College. The two doctors stayed up all night, looking through countless classics and expending a lot of brainpower to produce such a paper.
I just hope that these scholars can gain some momentum and get better results in the exam.
Of course, no matter what, these scholars must do better than the students of the new academy.
The reason is very simple. Although these questions are a little off, they are still from those classics, with just slight changes.
Scholars are all scholars and have seen it more or less. It is not unknown to the doctors of
the New School
School of Arithmetic. I heard that the scholars of the New School all read “Basic Arithmetic”. They had heard of that book, but they had never read it.
Why?
Disdain to look at it, what is the basis?
They are the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College, so is there any need to read “Basic Arithmetic”?
How can a few failed scholars who have studied “Basic Arithmetic” and a child who looks like a teenager compare to these scholars who have read poetry and books?
Oh, if it can be compared, let alone these scholars, their Imperial College will probably become a joke.
In the future, don’t set up any Imperial College. Let Fang Xiu’s academy run it. Let Fang Xiu do the sacrificial wine and become a doctor!
The two doctors from the School of Arithmetic Science stood behind the Imperial Academy’s guests, silently watching the ten students participating in the competition answer questions, thinking so in their hearts.
The scholars and students had no other ideas and were all focused on solving the problems.
However, I only answered for a while.
Someone frowned.
Apparently there was a problem.
Of course, the frowning ones are not the scholars of the new academy, but the scholars!
“This question doesn’t seem that difficult, but if you think about it carefully, it’s not as simple as you think.”
A scholar thought this way.
At this moment, when he saw the test paper, he finally understood why he had to give it an hour.
The difficulty of these questions is indeed not low, and it may not even be possible to answer them in an hour.
With such a difficult question, it would be difficult for the failed scholars opposite to finish the exam, right?
With this thought in mind, the scholar raised his head and looked towards the opposite side.
The next second, he was stunned.
The five people opposite were all writing furiously, and no one paused even a little bit.
Seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but be confused.
how so?
These questions even seem to be extremely complicated.
How can these people who haven’t read a few days’ worth of books answer so quickly?
Could it be that someone from the Imperial College revealed the problem?
As soon as this idea appeared in Na Shizi’s mind, he dismissed it.
It is impossible for people from the Imperial College to do such a thing.
In the Imperial College, the scholars can still believe it.
Even if it is biased, it must be a biased scholar, not a new-style academy.
No matter what kind of benefits Xin’anhou offered, the people in the Imperial College would never accept them.
Because the foundation of the Imperial College is the scholars, which is today’s imperial examination.
If Skozhizhi turns out to be the case, and people all send their children to new-style academies, then what is the significance of the existence of the Imperial College?
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to reveal the Imperial College.
So, how could this happen?
Could it be that the other person was giving random answers, trying to disturb his mind?
The scholar just raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, and then felt that his mind was confused, as if it was filled with paste, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.
At this time, the audience surrounding the main hall also noticed something unusual through the open door.
The five people on the scholar side all frowned and raised their eyes from time to time to look at the opposite side.
The five people in this new-style academy were immersed in answering the questions. From beginning to end, the charcoal pencils in their hands did not stop for even a second.
This
always feels a little strange!
Could it be that the people in the new academy are better than the scholars?
This is completely different from what I expected!
The onlookers were in a daze at this moment and had no idea what was going on.
The competition continues.
Time passed by minute by minute, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
There are more and more people watching.
There are more and more differences between the two sides of the answer.
The scholars all frowned and sighed from time to time.
On the other side, the students of the New School have put down their pens, with confident smiles on their faces, and seem to have begun checking.
The teenage boy couldn’t help but smile, looking as if he was already winning.
How is this possible?
It’s totally against common sense!
Apart from anything else, it is possible that those scholars were masters of miscellaneous studies invited from other places by the Marquis of Xin’an at great expense, and were proficient in arithmetic. This was not impossible.
But that was a child, a girl. How could she have been exposed to arithmetic?
How could it be possible to answer the questions so smoothly?
This is completely illogical!
Everyone was thinking this, and suddenly a person raised his hand and said, “Sir, the student has finished answering and wants to hand in the paper.”
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
After the silence, a burst of heated discussion broke out.
“Is this kid crazy? It’s only been half an hour and she’s about to hand in the paper? Didn’t you know that the competition lasts for an hour?”
“Oh, it’s a bit like Xin’an. If I remember correctly, Xin’an back then was The same seems to be true for Hou. During the pro-military review, other people had just started to answer questions, and some people had not even started to write.
Don’t tell me, Xin’an Hou was the head of the pro-military review .
Name.
Can you believe it? Today’s Xiao Ge Lao, today’s Xin’an Marquis, and today’s Shenji Camp General all started from that review. If there hadn’t been that review, today’s Xin’an Marquis would still be the same person. You are a prodigal son of Fang Mansion who has no skills!” “What are you talking about? I tell you, no matter whether the Marquis of Xin’an participated in that review or not, he will be the Marquis of Xin’an in the end, and he will be the elder
of Xiaoge
.
Yes, regardless of the many achievements that Mr. Xiao Ge has made now, even if he did nothing, he still founded Zhuxuan Zhai, Baolefang, and opened a restaurant, there is still Chunfeng Restaurant today! “
“I’m going too far. Now it’s a math test. I think it’s normal for this kid to hand in the paper early. After all, he doesn’t know anything. Isn’t it normal to hand in the paper early?”
“Hey, that makes sense!”
(End of Chapter)
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