Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 90 Sociology
Early the next day, Zhan Changfeng visited social studies along the mountain road, listening to the sound of young Lang Lang reading books everywhere in the forest, but no one was in sight.

Further up, there is a large courtyard with Qingbai Mountain Social Studies written on the plaque. She explained her intention to the doorman and was led inside.

"Mr. Yangming has explained it, I will lead you to the Mingjing Pavilion to meet the teachers."

Mr. Yang Ming is the founder of Sociology.At the mention of him, the doorman's eyes were filled with reverence.

Mr. Yang Ming is a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard. After the two sides asked, he entered the topic, "Qingbai Mountain welcomes those who are studying. Although you are a student, you also need to take the school exam to provide you with learning. opinion, what do you think?"

"I have no objection, but there are some things I want to say first. First, I am not a person from Tibetan Clouds, and I only know a little bit about the culture, history and geography of this place. This is what I want to make up for. Second, my main purpose is to learn Spiritual language."

Mr. Yang Ming nodded and said, "It's good that you know what you have in mind. Put aside the literature, history and geography for now, and I'll give you some arithmetic. Debate questions to find out."

"I heard that your club has a class A, B, C, D, and four classes. Mr. Yang Ming can take the class A exam."

She is calm and assertive. It is really difficult for Mr. Yang Ming to treat her as a student. He turned the hand of the Grade C paper and launched another one, "The academic standard of Grade A is for the unified examination, you can try it if you want. it is good."

The unified examination is a cultural assessment system in Zangyunjian, and it is also a way for the elders' meeting to select members.The Council of Elders presides over the supervision and management power of the Cangyunjian City, so the weight of this unified examination is huge, and it attracts a group of people with top wisdom and knowledge.

Of course, the questions given by Mr. Yang Ming are not as good as those in the unified examination, but they are also more profound and cannot be answered casually.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhan Changfeng decided to write, and the strokes of the dragon and snake were so quick that he saw Mr. Yang Ming's heart skip a beat.

He deliberately didn't limit the time with her because he wanted to see her skills. Although there were only two questions: algorithm and debate, it would take an hour and a half to answer all of them at least, and this would have to be someone with a gully.But according to her speed, half an hour is not needed.

In fact, it didn't take half an hour for Mr. Yang Ming to watch her finish writing, he checked the letter suspiciously with the paper, and after a long silence, he said, "Class A can go."

Mr. Yang Ming spread out a long axis, "In addition to the compulsory basic courses such as literature, history, geography, arithmetic, etc., there are also Feng Shui, physiognomy, martial arts, and several spells for you to choose from, but because you are a side student, not the teacher himself. Accepted, so you can listen and see, but the gentlemen will not point you, you must count this."

"I see."

Zhan Changfeng wrote down the instructor's name and the things he taught on the long axis, and then bought nine courses including Lingyu on the long axis, and went to three thousand spiritual stones at once.

Seeing that she had made a choice, Mr. Yang Ming said, "The grades A, B, C, and D are divided into Wangmeiju, Lanxinting, Wenzhulou, and Zhejuwu. The students at Wangmeiju are the most knowledgeable and older, and they specialize in the unified examination. Yes. Zhejuwu is a young child who has just been enlightened. You are new to the culture of Zangyunjian. I want you to learn it from the beginning, but Zhejuwu may be too naive, and Wangmeiju does not teach basic things, which is a bit difficult. Now. What do you think is good?"

"Then go to Lanxin Pavilion, no, I can make it up."

"Alright."

Then Mr. Yang Ming asked the gentleman who taught literature and history to take her to Lanxin Pavilion.

After coming out of Mingjing Pavilion, she officially joined Qingbai Mountain.

In the hour after noon, the sun is the most vicious, green trees and green bricks are soaked in the white sunshine, except for the occasional cicada chirping, there is no other sound.

The gentleman who taught literature and history called himself Qin Huan. He explained to Zhan Changfeng a few notes about going to school, and then he kept his mouth shut, and seemed a little annoyed by the unbearable heat.

Crossing the mountain road, turning along the mahogany promenade and turning a mountain wall, you can gradually hear the sound of waterfalls, mixed with human voices and laughter.

Zhan Changfeng looked down and saw a white train galloping down in the valley covered by trees, there were zhu in the water, and there was a pavilion on the shore. The white-clothed students either stepped on the water and sang, or lay on their side to rest, or played the piano and painted. Naturally, the meaning of coolness is very seductive.

Seeing her gaze, Qin Huan explained with a smile, "It's especially cool in summer over there. The teachers and students of social studies like to go there, but it's a pity that this place is close to Lanxin Pavilion. There have been several battles there.”

His tone was peaceful, and he seemed very happy to see the playful fights of the juniors.

Zhan Changfeng smiled and followed him into the Lanxin Pavilion. The clock chimed three times, and there were many footsteps behind him. The afternoon class started.

Entering the courtyard, Qin Huan said, "According to Mr. Yangming's words, how about you study history in the first room because you are insufficient in literature and history?"

"No way." Zhan Changfeng replied.

Qin Huan smiled with some sincerity, and made up for what he lacked. Such a student is always gratifying.

The courtyard is four-fold and divided into four rooms. In the center is a banyan tree that cannot be embraced by ten people. The lush and huge tree cover covers the sky and casts a large shade of shade.
Zhan Changfeng was taken into a room on the north side, where a dozen or so seats were arranged neatly. Most of the young students hadn't sat down yet. Qin Huan coughed and immediately returned to his seat, straightening the placket. He shouted loudly, "Good afternoon, Master Qin."

The atmosphere in the room tends to be relaxed. It is not that the students are as quiet as quails when they meet Mr. Lan. In addition, Lan Xinting are all young people of thirteen or fourteen years old. Greetings, but his eyes slipped out of the door restlessly.

A tiger-headed boy's eyes lit up, "Master Qin, is there a new student?"

"Come on, Li Baimao." Someone in the corner continued leisurely, "Even if a new student arrives, it won't change your destiny as the last one in ten thousand years."

The crowd laughed.

Li Baimao was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, so he pretended to sigh deeply, "In this world, things are always a little unpredictable."

The girl on the seat next to her folded her sleeves with one hand and grinded slowly with the other, without raising her head, "Yes, people always have to struggle, otherwise, how do you know that life is hopeless in addition to despair."

"Hahaha, that's right."

Li Baimao jumped, and the fat finger nodded to the girl, and then pointed to the person in the corner, "Yu Sheng. Han Zhigao, did I owe you both in my last life!"

Han Zhigao took the ruler and slapped it, "No, it's the two of us who have done too much wrong to meet you."

Yu Sheng came to a conclusion, "Nie Yuan."

Li Baimao's tongue was knotted, and he couldn't resist, so he blushed, and spit out a word, ".Come on."

Qin Huan had seen enough of them playing tricks, pressed his hands at the right time, and reprimanded with a stern face, "How can you be fooled during the teaching hours, don't let your new friends see the jokes."

He stepped aside, "Come and say hi to them."

A group of students looked behind him, and the person who only saw a piece of clothing just now finally came into sight, only to see the other party stand with their hands up, "My name is Yi Zhan, please give me more advice."

Everyone returned the salute, "Welcome to, let's encourage each other in our academic career."

Qin Huan nodded with satisfaction, and said to Zhan Changfeng, "Just go and sit in whatever vacant seat you like, it's time for class."

Zhan Changfeng nodded and walked towards the only vacant seat.

This is a position by the window. A bunch of branches come in from mid-air with the sunlight. The top is green, and the slanted shadow below is swaying. It looks very beautiful. came out.

Zhan Changfeng didn't pay much attention to it, he sat on the seat in a regular manner, took out the four treasures of the study, and Master Qin in front was explaining the structure of the characters.This time is a calligraphy class.

"You gentlemen, you have been studying Poems and Books for a while. Now please use the brushes in your hands to silently record the chapters you admire the most."

"Yes."

Writing the best-looking words, silencing the best articles, and complimenting the characters are the topics of this class.

A group of students remained silent, dipping their ink in ink and mentioning words.

"Use your wrist, not your fingers."

"Don't put your elbows on the case."

Qin Huan turned to Li Baimao's side, and looked at his tadpole-like string of ghostly drawn talismans. His brows could catch flies. Li Baimao twisted his body, and when Qin Huan turned around, he hurriedly shouted, "Why don't you criticize me?"

The classmates around him sneered unconsciously and said in unison, "It's probably hopeless."

"Anyway, I can see the words." Li Baimao held up his calligraphy in grievance, "I think I can still save it."

Yu Sheng shook his head, what a living treasure.The next breath found that Qin Huan had stopped beside her, but he was looking at another student with his back to her, who was the freshman who came today.

Qin Huan saw that she only wrote two words, and then there was no more text, and even the pen was put aside.Considering the difference between the characters in the two places, Qin Huan relaxed the conditions, "If you don't know what to write, you can take out the copybook and copy it."

(End of this chapter)