In the school, the rustling sound of turning paper was loud.

The big banyan tree outside the window slightly blocked the sun, finally making the sunlight no longer so dazzling.

Lin Yanchao spread out a piece of bamboo paper, calmed one corner with pebbles, and poured water into the inkstone. Many of the classmates on the side frowned, very nervous, and raised their hands to wipe their sweat from time to time.

After grinding the ink, Lin Yanchao picked a sheep's hair pen for writing a small hand, dipped it in ink, and then moved the pen on the paper. Lin Yanchao's calligraphy is still not very good, there is no way to rely on the accumulation of time, but he doesn't read calligraphy in silent calligraphy. Lin Yanchao tried to write neatly first.

From the time of the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth and the desolation of the universe, Lin Yanchao wrote it down with a brush, and only paused when he encountered that some words were different from simplified and traditional Chinese, and then compared them in his memory, and then chose to write in traditional Chinese. Although the whole article is not written in one go, it is not slow.

After throwing the pen into the pen wash, Lin Yanchao looked left and right and found that his classmates were still scratching their ears and cheeks, and he was the first to finish writing.

Lin Yanchao didn't think much about it, dried the ink, rolled up the paper, and immediately got up and strode towards Lin Chengyi. However, I can only hear the rustle of the pages on the side, and I can also feel the surprise of my classmates.

Lin Yanchao glanced at it obliquely, what about the disciples with foreign surnames in the heart path, I just want to suppress you and take the lead. The road to career is to squeeze thousands of troops and horses into a single-plank bridge, you don't squeeze people down, you can only wait for others to squeeze you down. Not only do I have to cross the single-plank bridge, but I also have to walk on the first one, and that's how I make a name for myself.

Thinking of these, Lin Yanchao's thoughts were extremely clear.

"Silence?" Lin Chengyi glanced at Lin Yanchao suspiciously.

"Yes, sir." Lin Yanchao's demeanor was respectful, and he couldn't find a trace of fault.

Lin Chengyi put on a straight face, spread out the scroll on the lecture case, and the red pen hung on the paper.

After a while, Lin Chengyi had nowhere to put his pen down, so he moved his wrist, he glanced up at Lin Yanchao, and then looked down at the scroll.

In the end, Lin Chengyi put down the pen, stared at Lin Yanchao and said: "The text is acceptable, but you have to practice hard, otherwise when the county test is in the future, the county lord will look at your word, even if the article is full of flowers, it will not be taken!" ”

"Yes, sir, the student is taught."

"What kind of stickers do you practice on weekdays?"

"It's Yan Qinli Monument."

"Well, Yan Qinli Monument has the essence of Yan Gongkaishu, but it is not easy to learn at first, it is not as good as Duobao Pagoda Monument, but it is not impossible. From today onwards, it's not too late, you need to practice ten stickers a day, hand it over to me to see, don't slack off for a day. ”

"Yes, sir."

"You can show me a pen."

"Yes."

Lin Yanchao took the pen from Lin Chengyi, Lin Chengyi shook his head and said, "This is not right, put your wrist flat, and keep it straight." The pen is three points higher. You remember, to learn in an orderly manner, you must first be able to write. ”

Lin Chengyi personally took the pen and demonstrated it to Lin Yanchao, and Lin Yanchao took the pen according to the method taught by Lin Chengyi.

"Yanchao didn't even pay for it, why did Mr. still give him green eyes and give him some advice."

"When have you ever seen Mr. and Yan Yuese talking like this to a disciple."

"This person is a bit lucky, Brother Guihe, it seems that your top social science reputation is not guaranteed."

"Joke, the people of the township can also play the spring and snow? We don't know how his past homework was, but in a few days, when Mr. sees that he is not doing well in his studies, he will definitely drive him out of social studies. You wait for tomorrow and he won't be able to. ”

Lin Yanchao listened to these words in his ears and returned to the table. He glanced at it, and the Guihe was also staring at him. Lin Yanchao knew that this Gui Hetong was the same age as himself, but he entered social studies a year earlier than him, and his studies were good, so he was regarded as the most likely person to go to school in social studies.

Lin Yanchao couldn't help but think of when he was studying in the past, the first and second places in the class were opposites, but the first and second to last were friends.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Hou Zhongshu on the side frowning.

"Yanchao, what is the next sentence of Aiyu Lishou?" Hou Zhongshu blushed and asked in a low voice.

Lin Yanchao turned his head very unrighteously, pretending not to hear.

"I can't save myself when I see death." Hou Zhongshu let out a mournful cry.

The results of dictation were not good, and Lin Chengyi only taught a hundred more words of the thousand-character text. On this day, every schoolchild was holding their red little hands, except for Lin Yanchao.

On the second day, Lin Chengyi tried to write a thousand words silently, and Lin Yanchao was the first to hand in the paper in court. Lin Chengyi actually praised him for the first time, praising him for his recent academic progress.

Lin Yanchao was not shocked by the honor and disgrace, but when he stepped down, he saw Zhang Guihe and several people looking unkind.

After leaving the school in the morning, the schoolchildren came to the cafeteria in twos and threes.

Lin Yanchao and Hou Zhongshu took two large cylinders of dry rice left over from yesterday's pot and ate them by the stove. Hou Zhongshu only made three mistakes in today's thousand-character text, and was punished ten times by Lin Chengyi, which is a great improvement compared to the past.

Hou Zhongshu was in a good mood and said to Lin Yanchao: "Come and try good things." ”

Saying that, Hou Zhongshu took out a clay pot and said, "This is fresh cockroach sauce, my mother made it for me, come and taste it." ”

After speaking, Hou Zhongshu opened the clay pot, but saw that it was full of raw small cockroaches soaked in red grains. Lin Yanchao felt disgusted, but he also knew that this was a treasure on the table of people by the sea. This cockroach sauce is made by catching small cockroaches on the river beach, adding rice wine, sake lees, salt and other auxiliary materials, and grinding it into a sauce.

Hou Zhongshu took it directly, after the cockroach sauce came to sauce the rice, the rice was pasted with a red mess, and he took the raw pickled cockroach with chopsticks, took it and put it in his mouth and bit it, and the sound of gaba gaba was crisp.

"Come on, you're welcome."

"I'm really not polite."

For the sake of face, Lin Yanchao took a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and at first a fishy smell of cockroaches came to him, but then it was neutralized by the smell of red grains, sugar, and wine, and it became a fresh delicacy. Lin Yanchao took a mouthful of rice and went in, and then the two of them ate it with cockroach sauce.

The scene of Lin Yanchao and Hou Zhongshu eating heartily was coldly watched by several people at the table next to them.

The student of Hongtang Social Sciences, Zhang Guihe snorted. wrote a thousand-character essay silently during the day, except for Lin Yanchao in Hongtang Social Studies, no one answered correctly, even Zhang Guihe, who learned the best, was wrong, and was beaten by Lin Chengyi.

A schoolboy named Zhang Haoyuan on the side said: "Brother Guihe, these two strangers, there is no one in their eyes, can you bear it?" ”

"Those who come from the poor countryside inevitably don't know the etiquette. We can't be like them. ”

At this time, another schoolboy spoke: "But Brother Guihe, if he takes the position of the first place in your social studies, when the great master comes to social studies and appreciates him again, the crow will become a phoenix." ”

"He's worthy?" Zhang Guihe chuckled.

"Anyway, if you don't know the etiquette, you have to teach it, otherwise they won't know that this social science is surnamed Zhang, you don't need to come forward in this matter, I'll give you an outlet."

After speaking, Zhang Haoyuan stood up and deliberately said to the schoolchildren on the left and right: "Fellow students, I brought a little bacon from my house today, everyone come and taste it fresh!" ”

Lin Yanchao looked at it and knew that this schoolboy's name was Zhang Haoyuan, and he had always been very wrong with him, Hou Zhongshu. However, this person is the son of the elder in Qinghua, and he has always been generous among schoolchildren, and there are many people who help him.

Fujian is near the sea, the plain is narrow, can not store a large number of livestock, so the product is mostly seafood and river fresh, and there is very little meat. Usually, people can only eat a little meat during the New Year's holiday. When the schoolchildren heard that there was bacon to eat, they all picked up their own bowls, held them in front of Zhang Haoyuan, stared at his meat and said flatteringly: "Brother Haoyuan, give me more." ”

Zhang Haoyuan also took them one by one, and when he said this, he paused and said: "Fellow students, do you know what it means, I heard Mr. say that the bundle is ten pieces of bacon." Even the saints taught their disciples that they should be restrained, but in our social studies, there is a person who does not pay the restraints, and listens to the lectures brazenly, and the gentleman is kind and does not say anything, but I and the disciples sit idly by. So everyone has this bacon, but he is the only one who is missing, because he is not qualified to eat it. ”

Everyone has meat to eat, but I am the only one missing, Lin Yanchao looked sideways at this Zhang Haoyuan. But see him look at himself defiantly.

Hearing Zhang Haoyuan say this, everyone looked at Lin Yanchao, and the schoolchildren who benefited from him on the side all said, "Brother Haoyuan is right." ”

"Such a person, what are you still doing studying in social studies, hurry home early."

Hou Zhongshu said for Lin Yanchao on the side: "Zhang Haoyuan, Yanchao is not unpaid, Mr. said, allow Yanchao to give it after the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Zhang Haoyuan snorted and said, "Hou Zhongshu, don't stand up for others in this matter. This piece of bacon is yours, don't talk if you take it.

Hou Zhongshu struggled very much in the friendship between bacon and Lin Yanchao, then glanced at the half cockroach in the bowl, and said very unwillingly: "Who is rare about your bacon, I have a lot of fish and meat every day at home." ”

"Haha, Hou Zhongshu, what a big deal, do you think we don't know the situation of your family, in this village, there are no more than three households that can eat meat every day. Unfortunately, my family is one of them. Zhang Haoyuan's head was raised high, and there was no room for him.

"Zhongshu, forget it, there's nothing to fight with such a person." Lin Yanchao persuaded on the side, the shape is stronger than people, the other party is the eldest son, and he has a lot of trouble with the other party, not to mention that he can't be angry with a child.

Hou Zhongshu was unconvinced: "Joke, I fed the uneaten bacon to the dog at the entrance of the village a few days ago, do you see if it's the one in his mouth." ”

Several Zhang schoolchildren were furious and rolled up their sleeves.

Zhang Haoyuan stopped them and said: "There is a fight here, it is not good to look in front of Mr., these two boys have a kind, everyone will see when the time comes, you will suffer it then!" ”

After Zhang Haoyuan made a threat, he strode away, and several schoolchildren gathered behind him.

"Damn, hit it. I wasn't scared from a young age. Wait a minute, you don't leave me, everyone goes in and out together, even if you go to the toilet together, don't be alone, our brothers are invincible in the world. Hou Zhongshu was unashamed on the side.

"There are a lot of them, do you want to pick up some weapons that are suitable." Lin Yanchao built yì seriously.

"No, in case it is not easy to be seen by Mr., don't be afraid, the kung fu in our Hongtang Shuanglong hands is a must."

Hongtang Shuanglong, Kou Zhong? Xu Ziling? Lin Yanchao only felt funny, as if he had relived the scene of being blocked at the school gate by bad boys after school. I was quite nervous at the time, but now I just think it's fun.