Chapter 104 (1/2)
After the second day of cla.s.ses, when the bell rang, the students did not leave the study room as happy as usual. Instead, they turned a succession of shocked and puzzled faces toward the door. Xie Chengyun and Zhong Dajun were standing by the door, with several companions. They were Grade A Dormitory students and had no reason to be there today.
Cla.s.ses had started for more than a month, and cla.s.smates gradually became familiar with each other and each dormitory became its own collective. Although there was no dispute among them, some connatural opposite att.i.tudes existed. When seeing Xie Chengyun, Zhong Dajun, and others at the door, students of Cla.s.sroom Three were not only curious but also vigilant.
Mr. Xie from the South Jin Kingdom had not gone upstairs for days, so he had had a good rest and his face was no longer as pale as it was before. He walked slowly with his companions to somewhere in the back of the study room, calmly suffering the Cla.s.sroom Three student's suspicious and prudent gazes, he then took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over, seriously and solemnly.
Ning Que kept watching the door quietly, thinking that the person Mr. Xie was looking for might be Jin Wucai or someone in the front row who might be a daughter of one of the Chang'an n.o.bles. He speculated a romantic scene would play out, but he never expected that Mr. Xie was actually walking straight to the rear of the study room, and finally to him.
After a short moment of consideration, he stood up and smiled at him. He looked at the brown envelope, and then asked, ”This's an invitation or... You'd like to invite me to dinner?”
Xie Chengyun took a glance at Zhong Dajun who was standing beside Ning Que, whom he turned to with a severe countenance and calmly said, ”It's not an invitation, but a letter of challenge. I'd like to set a gentleman's agreement with you to see who will pull the top spot in the semester exam of the Academy, which is about to come in a month. Since it's an agreement between two gentlemen, I won't profit at your expense. It's limited to the three courses that you got A+ in for academy entry exams.”
Ning Que's total results on the academy entry exams were not that eye-catching, yet that he got A+ in three courses, driving, toxophily and mathematics, made him abruptly overshadow the prominent young talents, Xie Chengyun, Zhong Dajun and w.a.n.gying. Their so-called disgust and unwillingness started from that moment on. In addition to the later resounding compet.i.tion of going upstairs together, Xie Chengyun, the talent of the South Jin Kingdom, who had been prominent since childhood had to admit that he kept losing to the ordinary Bordertown soldier? Xie Chengyun, who came to Tang Empire bearing the glory of his families and even the South Jin Kingdom wouldn't allow himself to keep losing. Besides, due to Zhong Dajun's and other companions' instigations, he decided to find a chance to win back the elegant demeanor that had ever belonged to him.
Naturally, the semester exam was the best chance.
Ning Que was slightly dumb and never considered it as the case. He had not been involved in such games for many years, to as much as having grudges against others for exam results. To be more accurate, he had never met a cla.s.smate who could challenge him in studies since his first grade of primary school, where he was beaten severely with a mop by his mother, after which he always got full marks.
More crucially, he got used to fatal challenges concerning swords, life, and death in this lifetime; but these young cla.s.smates still stayed at this level, which inevitably made him feel funny and naive, so he could not help laughing. Looking at Xie Chengyun, he wanted to say something, but he found it hard to make it clear to a guy who was from a n.o.ble family.
A brief moment of silence and a gentle smile would have different meanings in eyes of different people. Zhong Dajun fretfully asked with a sneer, though he clearly knew Ning Que was not a coward, ”Are you afraid?”
The Cla.s.sroom Three students fell into a moment of appalling silence, and then broke into a whispering discussion after realizing the Grade A Dormitory students were here to send a letter of challenge. Though Cla.s.sroom Three students feared the well-known guys such as Xie Chengyun and Zhong Dajun, they still could not help getting annoyed by hearing Zhong Dajun's mockery and provocation. They then all shouted one after another, ”Ning Que, accept his letter!”
Situ Yilan stood up, gave a glance at Ning Que, and was ready to say something. Ning Que, however, shook his head to stop her. He accepted the letter naturally and stared at Xie Chengyun, and asked. ”Although it is neither a duel in cutting sleeves nor a deathmatch in cutting palms, it's certainly about winning or losing. If you insist on using this naive way to win back lost dignity, I think you should make a relevant bet.”
He added with a smile, ”The bet can't be too much. If the loser has to hold up the old library's large pillar and shout out loud 'I love the Empress', then I will give up in advance.”
After these remarks, the study room bursted into an exaggerated laughter. Xie Chengyun also laughed and said, ”It is a match between gentlemen and what we want is to improve our studies. All the loser has to do is just invite the opposing side to dinner.”
The bet was nothing but a meal. It was the so-called grand plan with little skill. Hearing that Xie Chengyun suddenly changed the original bet, Zhong Dajun who was standing behind him seemed angry. Cla.s.sroom Three students, however, considered Xie Chengyun's proposal absolutely graceful and felt more affection for him.
But Ning Que dismissively shook his head, and smilingly said to Xie Chengyun in a slight voice, ”Gentlemen's agreement... Am I not I a gentleman if I don't accept your challenge? Though I'm not actually a gentleman and never expect to act as a gentleman, I think you are far from being a gentleman to force me to yield by words in this way.”
Xie Chengyun became slightly awkward and did not say anything.
The challenge from Xie Chengyun, who was one of the South Jin Kingdom talents, caused a sensation among the Academy students. Rather than hurry to go home or to dinner, the Cla.s.sroom Three students all excitedly stayed behind. They, all imbued with collectivism, discussed the possible results and offered advice for Ning Que. Situ Yilan even came up with the idea that she would ask the Military Ministry's Marksman to give Ning Que special training, who seemed unexpectedly calm and natural, leaving the study room with a smile after having given an apology.