Never divorce, never stop getting rich

"Panshi Academy and Jiangsong Academy advanced to the finals of the literature written exam!"

After the literary competition, the participants were either depressed or excited. Only Chen Zhi from Panshi Academy had a determined look in his eyes and took heavy steps, as if every step he took was difficult.

When others saw this, they couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

"What's going on? Aren't you drained? Aren't you supposed to be writing poetry today? Why do you look like you've been to a brothel?"

"Why do these students from Rock Academy look unhappy?"

"Why do I always feel that he is young and old at the same time?"

After leaving the examination room, the classmates of Panshi Academy couldn't wait to take Chen Zhi out to celebrate.

They hugged Chen Zhi and said excitedly, "Let's go! Let's have a drink to celebrate. We'll have the best Lihuabai!"

Chen Zhi said calmly, "Drinking is harmful to your health. I'm going back to rest."

"Why sleep? You might as well go have some wine. Hey! Didn't you have a crush on that girl named Xiaolan before? Let's pool our money and go have a few drinks."

"The beauty of the mountains and rivers has surpassed worldly beauty. I have seen the beautiful mountains and rivers of my motherland and experienced the lonely smoke in the desert and the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

Have you ever seen the aurora in the sky or the snowy scenery in the north? There is nothing in the world that can compare to the natural scenery. I no longer have worldly desires. I want to go home and sleep.

After saying this, Chen Zhi staggered out the door.

Classmates, you look at me and I look at you.

"Is this kid crazy? He speaks as if he's serious. When he dragged us to peek at the aunt taking a bath, he didn't say we wanted to see any natural scenery."

"Is it something evil? Do you want us to ask a Taoist priest to take a look?"

They had no appetite for drinking the wine, and their classmates hurriedly followed Chen Zhi out. They were afraid that if they were any later, this guy would become a monk.

As soon as they left, Wen Cheng ran out with an exhausted look on his face.

The people around them looked at the time and realized they were supposed to be competing in mathematics. Could Wen Cheng have just run away midway through the test? That would be unacceptable. This was definitely a defeat without a fight. Panshi Academy was finally going to lose.

The people from the other academies were getting excited. Was this finally going to be a loss? Was Panshi Academy's luck running out?

It seems that even though they already had several projects that could enter the finals, everyone has strengths and weaknesses, and the same is true for the academy, and mathematics must be their weakness.

Before the people from other academies had time to celebrate, Wen Cheng suddenly burst into tears, and some people pretended to go over and comfort him.

Who knew Wen Cheng would say to himself, "I don't want to count it anymore. I won't count it anymore. It's too difficult. It's really too difficult."

Didn't he understand the questions? It seems Panshi Academy is really not that good. The difficulty of the preliminary round of the academy competition shouldn't be too high. If he can't do this, then what's the point of the finals?

People from other academies were secretly laughing and in a good mood. Even the wrinkles on the faces of the deans of each academy were smoothed out a lot.

Mao Dong had been standing at the door waiting. Although he and Wen Cheng had some estrangement at the beginning because of the dream, the brothers reconciled as Wen Cheng and the brothers entered the academy.

He was a little surprised to see Wen Cheng finish first, then he put his arm around his brother's shoulder and asked carefully, "What's wrong? Was the preliminary round too difficult? It doesn't matter, we can still lose one round."

Unexpectedly, Wen Cheng wiped his tears and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by too difficult? I handed in my preliminary exam paper a long time ago. I mean, the questions the teacher gave me yesterday were really too difficult. If I can't solve them tonight, I'm going to play math games."

"Game?" Mao Dong considered himself a fool and did not sign up for the competition, but he had experienced the baptism of sleep in the meditation room and knew that there were some magical methods in the academy.

"You have no idea how cruel they were. They tied me to a tree and made me look after more than 20 monkeys wearing clothes with numbers written on their bodies.

Then they asked me to memorize all the numbers on the monkeys within half an incense stick of time. Tens would have been fine, but they also asked me to memorize hundreds, thousands, and even tens of thousands. If I couldn't answer, they would let bees sting me. My head was covered with lumps... My face was swollen like a pig's head!"

The students who were eavesdropping around had no idea that this was a dream. They all leaned back subconsciously, feeling a chill between their teeth. No wonder Panshi Academy's grades were so good, they were really playing for their lives.

"It's okay, just practice more later." Mao Dong patted his shoulder. No matter how bad it was, it wouldn't be worse than losing his head.

“If only it were that simple, they even asked me to sell vegetables at the market and got more than 20 aunties to buy different varieties of vegetables.

You have no idea how horrible those aunties are. Not only do they only ask you to buy a little of each dish, they also ask for gifts and calculate the money for the gifts, and then they ask for discounts.

These 20-odd people were noisier than 100 ducks. Each of them asked me to count the quantity they bought before asking me to pay.

If I don't understand, they will beat me up and leave me with a broken body!"

Wen Cheng hugged himself tightly with his hands, his face showing fear, and tears burst out again.

"hiss--"

The eavesdropping students also sucked their teeth and hugged themselves tightly, as if those 20 or so scary aunts appeared before their eyes.

"I think we need to talk."

The deans of the four academies finally couldn't sit still anymore. Panshi Academy won consecutive games and entered the finals, which was completely different from what they expected.

They had originally planned to eliminate Panshi Academy in the preliminary round, so that the four academies could compete fairly in the finals.

Now this plan has been completely shattered. Not only can they not act independently in the finals, but they must unite and resist Panshi Academy together.

"They must have cheated. Have you ever thought that they got the test papers in advance?"

The dean of Jiangsong Academy lost a strong student and refused to admit that Panshi Academy was stronger than them.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible. The test questions are sealed and supervised by the senior officials in the court. Even our people can't touch them. How could an academy like Panshi Academy have a chance?"

Qiming Academy has a deep background, so the dean naturally knows a lot.

"Now there is only one preliminary event left. What do you think?"

The dean of Qingyun Academy said this pessimistically.

"Tomorrow is the martial arts test. I've never heard of any good fighters coming out of Panshi Academy. They're all just dandies.

Fighting small gangs is fine on a daily basis, but riding, shooting and fighting require years of hard training.

How could they possibly defeat us with their fancy moves? Cleverness alone is useless."

The dean of Wenyuan Academy said calmly.

Everyone knows that their academy has produced several martial arts champions, but this little kid is no match for them.