A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

"Thank you, Principal Qian, but I'm just a student and haven't achieved anything. It's not worth all the trouble. In the future, I will need more guidance from the principal and teachers," said Gu Can.

"Haha, okay, okay. Our teachers at Chuanhai are all very good, and all the teaching equipment is top-notch. And your treatment is the same as I asked before. Tuition and accommodation are free, and you will receive a monthly living allowance. If you maintain your first place in each semester, you will also receive the highest scholarship."

"Thank you, principal."

"Oh, and Chuanhai's collection of books is also very rich, and all permissions have been unlocked for you."

Principal Qian's attention to Gu Can is truly astonishing. Gu Can can only say that a campus without male and female protagonists is truly desirable, and even she has become full of vigor and vitality.

Of course, Gu Can couldn't live in a small villa in Chuanhai, nor could she have Aunt Zhao's personal care. However, she was given a single apartment with a private room and a small balcony. Gu Can thought it was quite good.

"Miss, actually, we can help you go to school as a day student, so you don't have to live on campus." Aunt Zhao felt that it was too unfair for Gu Can to live here.

"Aunt Zhao, this place is great. The time I spent on the journey is enough for me to read two books."

"Okay then, come pick up the young lady on the weekend."

"No, wait until my parents come home to pick me up, otherwise I will just read books when I go back."

"Ok."

Aunt Zhao cleaned and tidied the dormitory before taking everyone away.

"Your treatment in the Ji family is higher than Second Aunt's." Gu Xing looked at Aunt Zhao and others who left respectfully.

"Of course. Although I was in front of my uncle and almost got into trouble, they are just overly worried. Come on, take me to see the Chuanhai Restaurant that you praised so much." Gu Can looked at Gu Xing.

"Your brother, I'm rich now, but I eat in the cafeteria?" Gu Xing asked with a smile.

"Are you showing off to me that you are rich?" Gu Can looked at him.

"... Let's go! The chef's sweet and sour pork is a must-try. If you go too late, it'll be gone." Gu Xing was silent for three seconds. Compared to Gu Can, who had built a remote-controlled toy plane at the age of five, invested his technology in the toy factory, and received dividends every year, his little was nothing.

Why is there such a huge gap between people? We are all children of the Gu family, so why is she so exceptionally smart?

But Dad doesn't seem to be as smart as Second Uncle. Well, compared to Gu Chen, Gu Huan, and Gu Yu, he still feels quite superior. Yes, Dad doesn't have good genes, so he's doing quite well now.

Gu Xing, who successfully made his father take the blame, became cheerful again.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Gu Can finally felt the normal atmosphere of college students.

If you don't actively queue up for food in the cafeteria and make all sorts of small movements, you won't even get a sip of soup.

You know what, this pot-fried pork is really delicious!

Finally, I started going to school in the right way. There is no National Day in this world.

However, there are traditional festivals such as the Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Qiqiao Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Double Ninth Festival, etc., which all require holidays and activities.

Gu Can transferred to the school a week ago, just in time for the Double Ninth Festival.

This year, Chuanhai held a Double Ninth Festival poetry festival.

Wear dogwood, appreciate chrysanthemums, drink wine, eat Double Ninth Festival cakes, and write poems.

Gu Xing took Gu Can to the Chuanhai Double Ninth Festival Poetry Festival.

I have to say that it is still very shocking to be able to see such a grand poetry gathering in modern times, watching the boys and girls dressed in ancient student clothes walking through the chrysanthemum forest.

They gathered in groups of three or two to recite poems and compose couplets. On the desk in the middle were placed the four treasures of the study.

This scene really makes people feel like traveling through time and space.

"Cancan, come here, this is delicious. We should eat Chongyang cake during the Double Ninth Festival. Crabs are plump now, but you can't eat too much." Gu Xing knew that Gu Can loved to eat, so he had found out early on what delicious food there was.

Gu Can is good in every way except that she loves reading too much and doesn't like to move around. It takes a lot of effort to get her out and walk around more.

"Okay, big brother, I'm out now. Don't worry, I won't run back. Your roommates are looking for you. The prize for today's poetry gathering is a Duan inkstone donated by Principal Qian. Grandpa likes it very much. If you take it back, Grandpa will definitely let you into the house this year." Gu Can looked at Gu Xing who was guarding her worriedly.

His roommates and classmates had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Okay, then don't run around. Wait until I get the prize and then I'll take you out for a big meal." Gu Xing instructed.

"Okay." Gu Can nodded obediently. Gu Xing really treated her like a three-year-old child.

Gu Xing then went to reunite with his roommates and classmates. He had lost to the president of the Qingwen Poetry Society in Chuanhai last year, and this year he was determined to avenge his defeat.

"Boss, why don't you take our sister with you? Our sister got the first place in Kyushu in the college entrance examination, and she got full marks without a gap." Gu Xing's roommate Xia Jue said.

Xia Jue is from Songzhou. He has a slender figure and handsome looks. When he wears student clothes, he looks like a weak scholar. However, he cannot speak. I don’t know if it is because he went to college in Xiazhou for four years, but his Xiazhou accent is even heavier than that of the locals!

"How dare a mere Jing Yi take action against me? I'm going to take care of him today." Gu Xing has written several poems in the past few days, all of which have been instructed by Gu Can, but he still can't take down a mere Jing Yi.

"Boss, you were so confident last year." The third brother Qin Hai grabbed Gu Xing.

"Just wait and see." Gu Xing said that he must fight a beautiful comeback battle today.

"No, boss, that Jing Yi has been your rival for four years. Have you forgotten that his grandfather is from the Jiuzhou Poetry Association? Mr. Jing Mo's poems are still a compulsory subject in the college entrance examination. Among us, the most proficient in poetry is little Xia Jue. If you have a cheat this time, why don't you ask for it quickly?" said the second brother Mo Wen.

"Who said I didn't invite you? I'm saying, could you please stop encouraging others and destroying your own prestige?"

"Oh, it turns out that our sister helped to check it out."

"You're the one who's talking too much." Gu Xing was speechless. Is this something he can say? Isn't his face a face?

Gu Xing and his three roommates walked onto the stage. Jing Yi and the others had been waiting for a long time.

"I thought you wouldn't come this year. Gu Xing, this is your last chance." Jing Yi smiled.

"There's no point in talking too much. Show your skills, please." Gu Xing said, and then he stood behind a table opposite Jing Yi. Seeing someone competing in poetry, everyone gathered around.

The principal and teachers were also at the poetry reading, and they were the judges.

Seeing the children so energetic, they were all smiling and their eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Just you? Isn't your famous sister coming this year? Why don't you invite her out?" Jing Yi had also ranked first in the state in the college entrance examination, but not all top scorers received such good treatment. He just couldn't accept it.

"There's no need for her to take action against you." Gu Xing rolled her eyes at him.

"Junior Sister Gu Can, I am Jingyi. I have heard of your great name for a long time. Today is the Double Ninth Festival Poetry Festival, so I wanted to meet you through literature and exchange ideas with you. Please come forward, Junior Sister."

"Jingyi, do you have any shame?"

"Why are you afraid that Junior Sister Gu Can will lose?"

"How do we compete? Is there a prize?" Gu Can heard the battle letter coming over and happened to hear Jing Yi's words.

"What prize do you want, Junior Sister?" Jing Yi looked at Gu Can, who turned to look at Gu Xing.

"Boss, we want that peach blossom painting. It's a masterpiece of your goddess." Xia Jue said.

"What goddess?" Gu Can became interested. Gu Xing felt a little embarrassed and annoyed. Why did this fourth brother say everything?

"She is Mo Qing, the most beautiful girl in the Lushan Academy in Songzhou. She is both talented and beautiful. The peach blossom painting was created when she was 15 years old. It is her best work so far. The eldest brother spent a lot of money to buy it. But she lost to Jing Yi in the poetry competition last year and the painting was taken away by him." Xia Jue explained.

"Okay. Then take this one." Gu Can looked up.

"Before sunset, you and I will each write three poems, either on the Double Ninth Festival or on the chrysanthemum. We will judge them and use the number of chrysanthemums as votes. The one with the most chrysanthemums will win," said Jing Yi.

"Yes," Gu Can said. Although she had only been in this world for a little over two weeks, she had already read all of its history. The Kyushu inheritance had never been broken, but many brilliant individuals had never appeared, and those astonishing works had never appeared either.

She is familiar with 300 Tang poems and can recite them even if she can't compose them. Today she is going to be a plagiarist and show off in front of others!

Gu Can looked at the chrysanthemums in the field.

He walked to the desk, picked up the brush, added ink, and started writing.

White Chrysanthemum

The whole garden is filled with golden chrysanthemums, with a solitary cluster that looks like frost.

It is like today’s singing and drinking party, where an old man with white hair joins the young people.

Chrysanthemum

The west wind blows in the yard, the cold and fragrant stamens make it difficult for butterflies to come.

If I become the Jade Emperor in the future, I will reward you by making the peach blossoms bloom together.

Caisangzi·Double Ninth Festival

People grow old easily, but nature never does. Double Ninth Festival comes every year. Today is Double Ninth Festival again, and the yellow flowers in the rivers and seas are especially fragrant.

The autumn winds blow once a year, unlike spring. But they are better than spring, with the vast river and sky covered in frost for thousands of miles. (The original sentence is: The yellow flowers on the battlefield are especially fragrant.)