Chapter 571 (1/2)
Jing'an academy originally had a fixed time of large-scale enrollment every year, that is, the day of spring every year. At that time, the children who came to register would be assessed by their husband in the freshman assessment hall.
Now is not the time to recruit students, that is, in the face of master Liang, so Chang Hongcai plans to give Tian Yutang a chance.
Similar situations have happened in the Academy in the past. Most of those who can enter the Academy outside of mass enrollment have family background or amazing talents of students themselves.
Now Mr. Liang let the four children choose what to test, which, in the eyes of the four teenagers, can absolutely abuse Tian Yutang.
When I was in the canteen, the little guy seemed to say that what he was not good at was writing articles and reciting poems. He also said that he could only write thousands of words and a hundred family names. So now the four teenagers have absolute confidence that they can make the boy cry out of tune.
”OK, that's it. Let's improve the difficulty of poetry and directly ask for poetry.”
”Well, I'm the best at math. Let's choose the second question and learn it well.”
”Well, it's still the last game. What are you going to compete with him?”
”Let's compare painting with him. He came from the countryside. It's estimated that he can't afford pen and ink, let alone paint.”
”OK, OK, let's make a decision. Then I'll tell the dean.”
Chang Hong looked at the first few children muttering, with a bad smile on his face. He looked at master Liang with a smile. When master Liang heard that painting was better than painting, he couldn't help frowning.
”Why do you still teach children to draw here?”
”Yes, didn't you expect? It's also because it's too hard to study those boring four books and five classics all day. Therefore, the students here have special classes. What are painting and playing the piano? Ha ha.” Chang Hong said proudly.
”Dean, we've decided. We'll take the test of poetry, arithmetic and painting.”
”OK, Yutang, what do you think? If you can, let's start now.” Chang Hong said seriously.
The little guy nodded and said, ”OK, I have no opinion.”
”The first question is to write a poem with 24 solar terms. Now start. Remember, the party with the most solar terms in the poem wins.”
The boy next to him brought a censer with a incense burning in it. This is even the beginning of the time, and the children below are stupid.
If a single solar term or what is it to write a poem, it is still possible. This poem should include solar terms. What can I do?
The little guy also frowned. Then he suddenly had an idea and remembered the song Tian Yuqiao sang when he was in the field.
It seems to be called the 24 solar terms song. Just bring up the lyrics.
”God, I don't care about the land at home. I don't know what solar terms there are, and I don't take this exam.”
”Yes, our family has been engaged in business for generations. It seems that rural people understand the solar terms.”