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Chapter 186 Small Chinese studies are in trouble

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    Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

    Early in the morning, Gu Cheng put on his school uniform and went to the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

    Qiao Lian and the four boys went to Xiaoguo to study, and surprisingly they came along.

    The three ladies were sitting in a carriage, and Gu Cheng got off the carriage halfway. The remaining Qiao and Gu Zhong went straight to the entrance of the small Chinese school.

    The Chinese Academy of Sciences is a place where scholars and other talents gather, and the building is grand and majestic. Anyone who stands there can feel the solemnity.

    In comparison, Xiao Guoxue is much inferior. The building is slightly shabby and the overall style is more delicate.

    But this can¡¯t stop everyone¡¯s enthusiasm for taking the Chinese Studies exam.

    As Qiao Lianlian walked along, he saw many carriages rushing towards him. When he got to the place, there were even more people. Looking around, he saw that they were all children of five, six, seven or eight years old, led by their elders.  In front of the Chinese Studies Gate.

    Gu Zhong is six years old this year. He is neither the youngest nor the tallest among them, but because of his overly delicate appearance, he still attracts the attention of many people.

    Although the fourth boy is reserved by nature, he did not shrink back. He remained silent and allowed everyone to look at him.

    But Qiao was unhappy and wanted to block his youngest son intentionally or unintentionally.

    Fortunately, not long after, the door of the Chinese Academy of Sciences opened.

    Qiao Lian took Gu Zhong¡¯s hand and walked in, finding a seat according to the paper given on the registration day.

    After a while, an old man with a goatee came in.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know if it was Qiao Lianlian¡¯s illusion, but I always felt that the old man with the sheep¡¯s beard glanced at their mother and son with a somewhat meaningful look.

    Soon, he cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, be quiet. Today is the entrance exam for Xiaoguoxue. I believe you have heard about it. The admission method for Xiaoguoxue is very simple. You only need to write a poem and pass."

    ¡°If you don¡¯t pass the test, I can only say sorry to you all.¡±

    He waved his hand, and soon someone brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

    One serving per person, although the quality is not very good, it is still worthy of the two taels of silver paid when signing up.

    Gu Zhong held the brush skillfully and raised the nib.

    The old man with a sheep's beard shook his head and said, "The moon was full yesterday, so let's write a poem with the moon as its title."

    It¡¯s not a difficult subject.

    Gu Zhong wrote a poem after only thinking for a moment.

    "The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is in the dark and the South Dipper is tilted.

    Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.  "

    A few words describe a moonlit night. Although there is no rhyme, it is still a unique and touching poem.

    Qiao Lianlian's eyes lit up, and her expectations for her youngest son suddenly increased.

    ¡°Perhaps this kid is really more talented in this area than Gu Cheng.

    The other children who were able to take the exam were also very talented, and they quickly finished one verse after another.

    The old man with a sheep's beard picked them up and looked at them one by one. When he walked to Gu Zhong, his eyes lit up at first. He couldn't wait to grab the paper and read the poems on both sides repeatedly. His eyes were filled with joy, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

    However, when his eyes fell on Gu Zhong and Qiao Lianlian, his eyes stiffened again.

    "Master, how do you like this poem?" Qiao Lianlian asked confidently.

    She can¡¯t compose poetry, but she has read three hundred Tang poems and can feel that her younger son¡¯s poetry level is definitely not low.

    She is almost certain that the child can go to a small Chinese school.

    However, right under her nose, the old man with a sheep's beard shook his head.

    Qiao Lianlian¡¯s blood stagnated for a moment, ¡°Master, what do you mean?¡±

    "This poem is not particularly good." The old man with a sheep's beard said with difficulty, "You can't enter Xiaoguoxue." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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