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    Inside the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

    The four scholar-level classes A, B, C and D have already taken their seats according to the arrangement.

    Yu Feicheng is undoubtedly the leader of Class A. Behind him, stand Chai Keji, Niu Yinsheng, Zhu Zeng, Liu Yunyu and others.

    Yu Feisheng¡¯s grades were also quite good, but he found a new way and instead of entering the A class, he entered the B class.

    Standing behind him at this moment are Zhao Wu, Han Qing, Sun Nianxi, Li Wuling and others who are also in Class B.

    Class C and Class D also have leaders, but compared with the two imperial grandsons, their momentum is obviously not good enough.

    "Today, there is a small test at the Chinese Academy of Sciences. I believe everyone already knows the test questions. I will give you two hours to hand in the paper whether you finish it or not."

    A master stood in the middle, stroking his beard and speaking.

    Class A and Class B all had pretty good grades, so they didn¡¯t say a word.

    Some people in Class B and Class C complained.

    "What are you complaining about? What's there to complain about? Young people don't work hard, and old people are in vain. When you enter the Chinese Academy of Sciences, whether you are A, B, C or D, you are all here to study hard. If you can't even pass a simple exam, I think it's better to do it early.  Drop out of school." Master said coldly.

    Those who complained immediately shut up.

    Yu Feisheng raised his eyebrows and asked first, "Master, do you have no other requirements besides two hours?"

    "No more." The Master shook his head.

    In the Dayu Dynasty, all exams basically started with half a day and one day. A two-hour exam like this not only tested the students' own talents, but also tested their quick thinking and quickness of writing skills.

    Yu Feisheng glanced at Yu Feicheng provocatively, "I wonder if my brother is confident enough to finish writing an article in two hours."

    During these days, several of the Zhao family's cousins ??have been hurt to some extent, and Yu Feisheng was feeling depressed in his heart.

    This time he learned the test questions in advance and secretly read through many ancient books, just to take advantage of the opportunity to suppress Yu Feicheng's limelight and stop him from being arrogant.

    But who would have thought that if you throw out a word, you won¡¯t even get a look back.

    Yu Feicheng sat in his seat seriously, holding a pen in one hand and grinding it in the other, without even looking back.

    "You" Yu Feisheng felt depressed for a moment.

    ¡°My eldest brother was not like this before. If he provoked me, Yu Feicheng would come back very arrogantly. Although he was calm overall, he still had a youthful vigor in his bones.

    When he returned this time, he was completely changed.

    He became incomprehensible, lost his youthful vitality, and became completely calm and became what others wanted him to be.

    Yu Feisheng couldn¡¯t describe how he felt inside, he just felt a little uncomfortable.

    He stopped provoking Yu Feicheng, lowered his head, and began to seriously polish his ink and pick up his pen.

    For a while, the only sound in the Chinese Academy was the sound of paper and pen being brushed.

    Two hours later, the master came over on time and struck the gong.

    Most of the people frowned and put down their pens. A few people were quite confident. There were still some people who took advantage of the Master not coming over to collect their papers and tried to add a few more sentences.

    Yu Feisheng glanced at Yu Feicheng again.

    He seemed to have stopped writing long ago and was sitting there quietly. When the master came to collect the papers, he glanced at the paper and nodded appreciatively, which proved that he had written well.

    Yu Feisheng was not surprised.

    The talent of the emperor's eldest grandson Yu Feicheng is unquestionable in the capital. Even the emperor's grandfather praised him as a literary star who was born with both civil and military talents.

    But today is different from the past. He stayed in a remote place for two years without a good education or books from his predecessors. So what if he was smart?

    Could it be compared to his two years of hard study?

    He is making progress, it would be great if Yu Feicheng doesn't regress.

    They are no longer on the same level. Yu Feisheng is confident that he will be superior to his brother.

    Until the master came to collect his papers, Yu Feisheng had a confident smile on his lips.

    However, the master glanced at his roll and suddenly made a "tsk" sound, which meant something unknown.

    The smile on Yu Feisheng¡¯s lips froze.

    He raised his head and glanced at the Master, and found that the Master's eyes did not have the same appreciation as when he faced Yu Feicheng.

    What's going on here?

    Is he worse than Yu Feicheng?

    Yu Feisheng was a little flustered in his heart, but he held on and did not show it.After showing up, he smiled and nodded to the master.

    The master shook his head, his expression became better, he said nothing and took Yu Feisheng's paper away gently.

    There were four classes, A, B, C and D, with dozens or hundreds of students collecting the test papers one by one. It took half an hour to finish.

    Yu Feisheng's heart was fried into lard bit by bit in this half hour.

    As soon as the master left with the papers in his arms, Zhao Wu was the first to rush over and asked, "A Sheng, how do you feel? Can you crush that country bumpkin steadily?"

    Although Yu Feicheng's identity has been restored, in the eyes of these people, he is still the country bumpkin Gu Cheng.

    Yu Feisheng pondered and said nothing.

    Zhao Wu was a little anxious, "He hasn't learned anything in the past two years. My elder brother sent someone to inquire. He just studied with an old scholar who failed for one or two years. How could he be as good as what you received at the Chinese Academy of Sciences?"  Education. Asheng, you can¡¯t be worse than him.¡±

    "That's right." Han Qing also nodded, "A Sheng's talent and learning are among the best in the capital. If it weren't for taking care of us, he wouldn't have to stay in Class B."

    "You still know." Sun Nianxi muttered next to him.

    Han Qing didn¡¯t hear clearly, ¡°Sun Nianxi, what did you say?¡±

    "It's nothing." Sun Nianxi lowered his head.

    "Okay, okay." Li Wuleng was at the side to smooth things over, "Let's see how Asheng does in the exam, Asheng, what do you think?"

    Yu Feisheng still said nothing.

    Several people felt his solemn mood, and each other's hearts sank.

    Could it be that he did poorly in the exam?

    At this time, several people did not dare to speak anymore. They followed Yu Feisheng and slowly left the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

    Outside the examination room, Han Mu followed the master and helped send away the stacks of papers.

    This is not because the boy from the Han family is the only one who wins the favor of the master, but because he happened to be the last one to hand in the paper. After everyone else had finished, the old master asked little Han Mu to help.

    Seeing Yu Feisheng¡¯s dejected expression, Han Mu rolled his eyes and pretended to ask casually, ¡°Master, in this exam, both of the emperor¡¯s grandsons are very good, right?¡±

    The master squinted his eyes and snorted, "The writing is good, but it's a pity, a pity."

    "What's a pity?" Han Mu couldn't help but be curious.

    "It's a pity that the emperor's eldest grandson was smart and knew to stop writing early to give the ink time to dry, but the other emperor's grandson didn't know, which caused me to be delayed when rewinding the paper." The old master shook his head and left.

    Han Mu¡¯s expression was distorted.

    Who would have known that Master shook his head because of the dryness of the ink, not anything else.

    Poor Yu Feisheng, his mood fell from the sky to the bottom, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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