At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

He Hongcheng raised his hand to stop everyone from talking. He said in an enigmatic voice, "Hey, everyone, you can't say that. The Jia Mansion Poetry Gathering is just around the corner, and I have to build a good relationship with him. Otherwise, who will help me stand out when the time comes?"

Everyone immediately showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and praised him for his foresight and foresight, saying that he was worthy of being their big brother.

He Hongcheng was so flattered that he pretended to be angry, but in fact he said happily: "Since you already know why I endured humiliation, why don't you help me call someone?!"

Looking at the lackeys who scattered in an instant, He Hongcheng's face gradually became sinister. He spat fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "If Du Shaoyou wasn't so useless, it wouldn't be your turn, Gu Changqing. Ha!"

A moment later, in the Tianzi class——

Gu Changqing stood at the place where the teacher usually taught, looking at the students sitting in the full but crooked seats, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

Although it was not the first time for him to speak in public, he could still speak eloquently in front of the simple folks;

But when facing this group of students, we still can't be so simple and rough.

Gu Changqing closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. He unconsciously thought of his aunt's earnest expectations for him. He then recalled Brother Damao's excellent performance in front of the Yu father and son, and was greatly encouraged.

He slowly exhaled the foul air from his mouth, and when he opened his eyes again, Gu Changqing's eyes were full of determination, and he slowly said:

"When we met yesterday, the teacher did not pursue the matter of me leaking the questions privately. She said that she had expected me to do so, so she gave me the students' homework in advance.

"The master was very happy to hear that everyone was very interested in the simulated policy discussion. He also said that if young people like us can stick to our original aspirations and serve in the court, the future of Daxia will surely be completely renewed."

Although the young dandies were used to hearing flattery, they had never heard such praise even from their own parents!

How could they not be overjoyed when this gentleman, whom they had never met before, said that he "could shoulder the heavy responsibility for the future of Daxia"?

Who doesn't want to listen to nice words?

"Besides that, the gentleman also said that if anyone wants to read her articles and get her advice, that's fine. All they need to do is impress her with their sincerity."

These words were truly mysterious, and the arrogant young men in the audience were scratching their heads and puzzled.

Zhang Maoen grasped the key point very keenly.

"Brother Changqing, now that you have received guidance from the master, I wonder if you have read his articles?"

Gu Changqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was a smart person like Zhang Maoen.

Otherwise, I would just keep asking and answering questions by myself, which would be very tiring.

"Of course. She also wrote practice essays for the two mock policy papers. It's no exaggeration to say that everything she writes about has unique insights, unlike most. After reading them, I have nothing but admiration."

When Zhang Maoen heard him say this, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his desire to read the gentleman's article and get his guidance reached its peak.

He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then said, "Then I wonder what Brother Changqing did to win the Master's favor? Can we emulate him? To be honest, I, I really admire the Master..."

He Hongcheng felt a pang of disgust when he heard this. He was afraid that Zhang Maoen would say something like "A kiss on the gentleman's face" next, so he quickly interrupted him and said:

"Ahem, Changqing, don't worry. Although we brothers aren't wealthy, we can still buy your master a big house in town by tightening our belts! Fine clothes and delicious food are naturally not a problem!"

Gu Changqing was angered by his frivolous tone of giving alms, and said coldly: "Mr. doesn't care much about material possessions. She is indifferent to fame and fortune, and lives a simple life, self-sufficient.

"She said that compared to luxurious living, she wanted to see young people have ideas and achieve something, so her request was..."

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Gu Changqing felt his heart start beating violently again.

"She only wanted those who bought the topic to write their essays according to the length of the exam, and then I would hand them over to her for review.

"She will then select the top three based on the quality of everyone's articles."

Facing everyone's surprised gazes, Gu Changqing continued to throw bombs one after another.

"Originally, I thought of copying the paper again before handing it in to the professor, leaving my name unsaid to be fair. But the professor said that neatness is also a requirement for a high score on the essay, so he asked everyone to do it themselves."

Everyone became more surprised after hearing this.

What a noble spirit of dedication this is, sir!

Even their principal and the teachers who taught the courses did not supervise the homework so diligently and responsibly.

I didn’t expect that this gentleman, whom I had never met before, actually attached more importance to “teaching and imparting knowledge” than the dean!

In addition to supervising them in completing the simulated policy papers, I can even help them review their articles!

He truly deserves the title of a master!

When they heard that the teacher could review articles, everyone was so happy that they didn't know what to do. The most excited one among them was obviously Zhang Maoen.

Zhang Maoen originally wanted his father to hire a great scholar from Beijing to give him pre-exam tutoring at a high price, but now it seems that this is no longer necessary.

With this gentleman, those old scholars who are sour and can't teach anything don't have to travel all the way here to suffer!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He put away his folding fan and tapped it lightly on his palm. He smiled and said, "Okay! Then why not wait for a better day? Let's work on it tonight and finish the article. Then we'll hand it over to Brother Changqing and have him submit it to the teacher for review as soon as possible!"

Although everyone was miserable, since Zhang Maoen had spoken, they began to actively arrange for everyone to grind ink and answer questions.

With his organization and leadership, the simulation policy discussion went smoothly.

Gu Changqing, who had answered the questions, temporarily served as the invigilator. Looking at his cold and indifferent face, the group of fearless young men seemed a little afraid for some reason.

Even though my head was empty and my writing was a mess, I dared not talk to anyone anymore and could only scratch my head in silence.

It was not until the moon reached its zenith that the young men put down their pens with a dull look on their faces. They rubbed their stomachs, which ached from hunger, and thought to themselves that this was what it felt like to work day and night without eating.

There is no food in the cafeteria now. Am I going to sleep on an empty stomach?

Hiss, how pitiful...

Gu Changqing felt a little guilty when he saw this.

He knew that it was because he had arranged the mock policy writing all night that everyone was unable to eat. When he was thinking about how to make up for it, he suddenly remembered that his aunt had stuffed a bag of sour jujube cakes into his mouth.

Although this thing is not enough to fill you up, it is better than nothing, so he shared some with everyone.

"This is the sour jujube cake my aunt gave me. Everyone, just treat it as a try."

Everyone pricked up their ears when they heard this.

what?

Sour jujube cake?

This is a candied fruit that is popular in the whole town. It is a priceless treasure that cannot be bought with money!

How could Gu Changqing, who had always been poor, come up with so much so easily?

Before anyone could ask where Gu Changqing got the sour jujube cake from, a young servant in gray linen came in carrying a huge wooden barrel and asked, "Where is Gu Changqing? This is the midnight snack that the master asked me to bring."