Red Mansion Aesthetics Debris Flow

Fortunately, Lin Zhanyang doesn't follow the Basic Law once or twice. Not to mention Yujun's resignation, even Xue He surprisingly... doesn't think it's a big deal.

He had the right to pretend that he didn't hear or see anything, and finished talking on his own.

"I see that in your current state, there is still room for improvement. For example, the choice of words and sentences still needs to be rounded and smooth, and it is not yet perfect. Why rush for a while? Master Lin is in good health, and sister Daiyu is still young. Little, don’t worry, you can stand up and support the family, even if you wait for three years, it’s not too bad.”

This is still... a good way to say it.

Xue He asked himself, his talent is not as amazing as that of his sister Baochai who has a relationship with him once, she is a serious female middle school Zhuge, as smart and beautiful as a Wenqu star falling from the sky, but she just escaped and became a Wenjun , can only be wronged and stay at home, which is a pity for a Linglong heart in vain.

Cough, this bragging is too much. In short, he is not talented enough, but he has eyesight.Lin Zhanyang's current article cannot be said to be bad.

Some people in this world are indeed born with abilities.As far as Lin Zhanyang is concerned, no matter how much he hates him, the people in the Yangzhou government school have to admit that this person's brain is really good.His photographic memory is so good that everyone would be jealous, wishing he could dig it out and stuff it in his own head.But there is nothing he can't remember that he has seen once.

The one-stroke writing is also good, with a unique style, piercing people's hearts as if they are drinking ice water in summer.It goes without saying that everyone knows about calligraphy practice. Without a good master and a long-term practice, no one can make a success of it.When Xue He was not familiar with him, the little affection he had for him when he first met was basically drawn from his handwriting.

Brain... Although it's a bit weird, it's really good in a sense.When Xue He read his articles, the most straightforward feeling was that he was comfortable, the words were fluent, and the exposition was coherent, without any far-fetchedness.The result is that after reading the article, I always feel that there is something wrong. I thought about a topic well before, but I could write it before.And that angle is also weird, which is refreshing from time to time...

What does the color of court clothes affect the work efficiency of officials? The monopoly of tea started with the composition that affects the diet structure and chronically kills people, and asked him to rewrite it. What about ten nomads and nine night blindness, so night raids have always been successful in history...

For example, Xue He thought that if he read the book for another 800 years, he would not write an article with detailed textual research (I don’t know where the information came from) like Lin Zhanyang. The article, a comprehensive deduction and analysis shows that the next ruler of the enemy country who came to find trouble is a hidden rabbit master, and he can completely keep him in Beijing and let Zhongshun go up to deal with him...

After finishing the writing, he also made a plausible statement, "Sacrificing beauty is not what a man does, but if you must seduce people with sex, it is not a bad idea to sacrifice yourself for the country. It is always better than the power of a country, and it is placed on the delicate and weak women."

But he wrote it in a very reliable and reasonable way, combined with various materials, and statistical analysis of the ancestral aptitude data of the enemy royal family...

In short, at that time, Jiaoyu was criticizing while dumbfounding, commenting and commenting, and was silent for a while, asking what to do if the future king really took a fancy to a prince in Beijing.

So when they saw Prince Zhongshun later... they felt very complicated.

Of course, when Xue He recalled the past, he never thought that Jiaoyu did not cover up those cheating articles written by Lin Zhanyang, which caused a lot of trouble.

But looking at the magical example above, you can also know that there is no such thing as writing style in the things written by Lin Zhanyang.

Logic, logic you know!Logic is what matters.

Lin Zhanyang was heartbroken.

He took all the teachings into the ditch by him, and he often scolded him for "empty and exaggerated words".

Zhanqiu is much calmer than the teaching instructions. Early in the morning, he saw that this person's mind was a little off. After struggling for a while, he gave up. Qingqi should be clear about it, and teach him these Qingqiu instead. Qi's intention is written in the words of the eight classics.

It looks very compelling, and it can make people's eyes shine on the conclusion, right?

But... the toxicity of Lin Zhanyang's articles is there, what are the colorful flowers... don't think about it.The beauty of phonology is barely there, that is, barely.

In short, it looks very simple and honest.

Only then did Xue He think, why bother to be in such a hurry, if you spend another three years practicing your writing skills, you may be able to go to high school in one fell swoop, relying on this mudslide-like conception style as an excellent model, and get the favor of saints, wouldn't it be good to write articles from now on? It's getting more and more fun.

——Of course, this is based on the fact that Xue He himself has already passed the exam and no longer needs to take the exam.If he were the next candidate, he would probably jump off a cliff facing the suddenly changed syllabus.

But think about it going on like this in the long run, maybe you can read the excellent Fanwen in the future while knocking melon seeds, isn't it cool?

Cough, Xue He was just making fun of it casually.After all, for this operation, Lin Zhanyang had to be lucky enough to meet an unconventional examiner with a unique style of painting to be favored.

Why... so bet on it.

Who knows that Xue He said this, Lin Zhanyang really thought about it:

"Forget it. I know my own affairs. There may be some room for improvement after another three years of study, but the energy I have to put in is not directly proportional to the gains. It's not worth it."

"..." Don't say it as if you can really win if you go, okay?Where did you get your confidence from!No, have you really considered the idea of ​​being a trendsetter?

For a moment, Xue He felt that he didn't know where to start complaining.

Lin Zhanyang feels good about himself.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t feel good about yourself. It’s really like luck for him during this period of time. Since Yu Junci blessed him, several S-level materials and rare props have been drawn in the lottery in the strategy for a few days. medicine.

When Lin Zhanyang and Xue He were making jokes here, the atmosphere in the school was finally depressing.It's not once or twice that the government school is very experienced. When the critical point is approaching, let people go back to review and prepare for the exam.

It is said that the impact of gathering a crowd to review is not very good. If you want to take the exam, you have to go home quickly and don't think too much.

Anyway, you have almost learned everything you should have learned, and you can review it... Anyway, you are not Lin Zhanyang, you have to forget what you should forget when you play.

After feeding the poisonous chicken soup, the government school was closed and suspended.Lin Zhanyang didn't know that Mr. Jiaoyu was so impressed with him, that he helped him gain a wave of hatred invisibly, and went back to Lin's house happily.

Lin Ruhai had already received the news that he was coming back today, so it was rare that he didn't go to the yamen. When he came back, he was playing chess with Zhan Qiuhui, and asked him vaguely expectantly if this wave would work, and if he could survive it.

Zhan Qiu rolled his eyes: "What do you mean when you ask me at this hour? If I say no, you still make him fail the exam?" He said with a look of disgust.

Lin Ruhai said that he is not a brother and a father. Lin Zhanyang is as old as his son, so it is inevitable that he will be concerned when he is on the stage.

Zhanqiu sneered sneeringly: "It's nice to say, don't hide chess pieces if you have the ability! Shake your sleeves clean, you dare to steal chess pieces in front of me at such an age! Stinky chess basket!"

Lin Ruhai's face was embarrassed, Daiyu came with her, and she was playing chess beside her right now, so she listened to what they said solidly.

This is too embarrassing for meow, he originally wanted to make a wave of Su's order in front of his daughter.

Zhan Qiu's stinky fart looked like a white peacock, and Lin Ruhai felt hot when he looked at it. Lin Zhanyang came back just in time, and quickly expressed his old brother's kind condolences to his good brother.

Zhan Qiu rolled his eyes, he never cared about his image, he waved his hand like a puppy to let Lin Zhanyang enter the room with him.

"What?" Lin Zhanyang looked at him blankly.

"What else can I do? I'll give you a few Buddhist feet." Zhan Qiu flipped out a few books and threw them to him, "Here are some questions I wrote down, and some points that I should pay attention to. Brat, This year you had a great luck. I have met the examiner of the rural examination a few times before. He is very perverse and withdrawn, but his ability can be considered to be able to see through it. If you put those messy things in front of him, you can’t say how good he is. Find something new."

Lin Zhanyang was holding something like the book of winning the exam, thinking about whether he should express his teacher's kindness like a mountain.

Before he could figure out how to express it, another book was thrown at him by Zhan Qiu: "Go and recite this book over and over again, and when I come back, I will ask you to silently show me all the articles. I see you using your nonsensical nonsense in your articles, so don’t call me a teacher, I’m not such a poor and independent student like you.”

good good good.Having said all of this, Lin Zhanyang dared not answer, and collected another collection of good writing sentences.

Lin Zhanyang has always been upright, he really knows Zhan Qiu's kindness to him, and allows him to mess around so willfully.He was able to hone his skills today, not to mention all of them, at least [-]% depended on Zhan Qiu's hard work in the past three years.

Otherwise... Even if he has an encyclopedia of Xingwang in his brain, what he writes here is nonsense nonsense!

Lin Zhanyang said one sentence, saying that my husband always loves me, although I don't say it, but I know that my husband is so lazy, but it is really not easy to rush out these books for me.He also said that Mr. Wang looked at his face and his eyes were turning blue, he must have not slept well in the past few days, Barabara...

Then Mr. Zhan Qiuhui, who was so angry that he couldn't say anything, threw stones and kicked him out.

Lin Zhanyang looked back and thought that it couldn't be so easy anymore. Thinking that Zhanqiu didn't have any hobbies on weekdays, he just loved playing with rocks, so he simply divided most of the fluorescent spirits that he had saved from doing tasks over the years, and randomly took them into a box. I sent it over.

When Zhanqiu received the gift, he opened it and saw that it was all strange jade stones that he had never seen before. He didn't think much about it at the time, he just thought that the brat had a heart, so he just told the servant to go back and let his master concentrate on studying, and no more embroidery before the exam Don't try to use his single-line thinking to speculate on your own thoughts when you draw a beautiful woman.

The words were very proud, but Lin Zhanyang knew that he was really doing it for his own good, so he responded seriously one by one.

Zhanqiu was relieved after receiving the news that the brat was really obedient, and continued to carve the blood bodhi in his hand. Halfway through the carve, he couldn't help shaking his head when he thought of the strange-looking stone in the box.

He also said that this kid has a heart, and he can't even notice the things he only carves in red, hum.

The author has something to say: In fact, if you want me to say that Yang Yang’s biggest cheat is not the cheating Nuan Nuan Raiders

It's that he's a European emperor, and he's pretty good at getting to know people.

Basically, only ten consecutive draws can be drawn out. The African who was limited to the house of the five-heart mystery shed tears of sadness

I have passed several levels of Fluorescent Spirit. Floating Dream Island MDZZ is a real pitfall. Deer come out of krypton. So let’s forget about the pitfalls of fluorescent stones.

I was thinking that it’s been a long time since I’ve changed my costume, whether the last copy of the Yangzhou map should be a big deal... But will I be beaten out by sticks if I wear a pile of cakes to take the imperial examination?