Wang Xiaoan's answers were in a normal manner. When he finished writing, there were about one-third of the people left in the classroom.

He walked to the podium and saw the girl who had spoken to Sun Man still writing quickly. He looked down and couldn't help but pause before continuing to hand in the paper.

She was not answering questions or writing essays at all, she only did part of the questions, and then drew around the test paper, drawing the whole test paper in a cluster of flowers.

Recalling the content of Sun Man's conversation with her, it seemed that her surname was Xiong... He understood that this was the kind of person who could not refuse the school by relying on his strength - she gave too many.

It seems that Sun Man not only has a good relationship with Xiong Xiaoya, but she is also familiar with the rest of the Xiong family... Thinking about Liao Ningqian's identity, Xiong Wanli's business involves so many aspects, it seems impossible not to deal with Han'an Mansion. It is also a good way to get along well with Liao Ningqian through the relationship between children.

This girl looks pretty and is in line with Xiong Xiaoya's figure. It seems that Xiong Wanli's breasts must also be big.

Can't men have big breasts?

Wang Xiaoan remembered the immortal pool in Sun and Moon Mountain, and couldn't help but shake his head, dispelling the scene after he jumped into the immortal pool. The past was unbearable to look back on.

Wang Xiaoan walked out of the classroom, stood in the corridor, looking at Sun Man walking around in the classroom, with a gentle look.

Not long after, the bell rang and everyone handed in the paper. A teacher who was waiting outside the classroom walked in and flipped through the test paper.

He found Xiong Yuemeng's test paper, and couldn't help but frown, and he couldn't loosen it as if he was twisted by a pliers. After a while, he shook his head and pulled out the test paper and took it away.

Even famous universities have mobile quotas, so what else does private middle schools pay attention to?

Just make money and you will be done. You come to a private middle school to teach, and of course you won’t meddle in other people’s business.

Sun Man and Gao Yi went to the teacher's lounge. She hesitated whether to say something to Wang Xiaoan, for example, asking him to respect the teacher and follow the rules. However, when Xiong Yuemeng actually walked towards Wang Xiaoan directly, she was too lazy to say anything and left expressionlessly.

Girls today are really not reserved at all. They stick it on when they see a handsome guy. Just like a mobile phone that has no WIFI connection, they have to connect to any signal when they encounter.

I remember that I became Wang Xiaoan’s deskmate back then, but the teacher arranged it, and I beat Wang Xiaoan on the first day of school.

After Sun Man left, Xiong Yuemeng also walked to Wang Xiaoan, but she did not talk to Wang Xiaoan. She just looked at him and walked away.

Xiong Yuemeng felt that Wang Xiaoan was like a girl's comic, like a gentle little puppy, trying to hold a bottle of milk into his mouth, and biubiu milked him for him to drink.

Unfortunately, Xiong Yuemeng doesn't like this type, and it's even more exciting for boys with evil and domineering styles in girl comics.

Xiong Yuemeng paused in front of Wang Xiaoan and walked away, which made one of the boys who had been following her breath a sigh of relief.

Unlike girls' aesthetics, in the eyes of boys, Wang Xiaoan is definitely a humanoid person with green light all over the body. He will dye others green everywhere he goes.

Just like a text I learned in elementary school: Spring is coming, the mountains are green, the water is green, the grassland is green, the forest is green, and you are green, too.

After the Chinese language exam is over, the test papers are sent to a conference room. Chinese teachers from Guofu Middle School gather here to prepare to complete the paper-grading work as soon as possible, and then notify qualified candidates to handle the payment and admission matters.

Tuition fees are always the main part of private schools’ income. They are crucial and are also related to everyone’s salary, bonuses and benefits. The teachers are very active and there are additional subsidies for the commissioning.

The paperwork is in full swing, and Zhang Guozhu, executive vice principal of Guofu Middle School, walked in with a smile on his face.

"Principal Zhang!"

"Yeah, you guys are busy."

Zhang Guozhu took the exam papers of the students who needed special care and looked at them, and his smile remained unchanged. If they weren't one of them, could they charge them so much money?

"The children of the old Xiong family are still so outstanding." Zhang Guozhu took Xiong Yuemeng's test paper. He used to be the vice principal of No. 2 Middle School, and Xiong Yuemeng studied at No. 2 Middle School for half a semester.

In just half a semester, Xiong Yuemeng left a deep impression on Zhang Guozhu and got the opportunity to communicate with his parents Xiong Wanli. With Xiong Yuemeng's performance, can she not let her invite her parents?

However, the parents of ordinary students are received by the head teacher, and Xiong Yuemeng's parents must at least be the vice principal.

"Principal Zhang, look at this test paper." The director of the Chinese language group handed Zhang Guozhu a test paper. Zhang Guozhu was an old Chinese teacher. Later, he changed to administrative work and was busy with affairs. He was not on the front line of teaching for many years.

His professional level is still there and he will guide the teaching of the Chinese language group.

"This character is so powerful that it is so hard that the back of paper... Nowadays, students rarely express this calligraphy." Zhang Guozhu praised and said with regret. In the days when he was studying, he emphasized that "words are the stepping stones." Now that he is not popular, there are not many parents who value their children's calligraphy.

"This poem... He quoted a very obscure ancient poem in his composition. I checked it online but there was no relevant information, but this ancient poem doesn't seem to be made up. Do you think it's very interesting?" The director of the Chinese language team reminded Zhang Guozhu to focus on the key points.

Zhang Guozhu then looked at the composition carefully. When he saw "Weifeng·Ten Acres", he couldn't help but feel shocked, but his face remained unchanged, "Well, it's good... I'll take this test paper first and notify him of admission."

"Okay." The director of the Chinese language group didn't think there was any problem. The scores for the entrance examination were actually not very important. Just give a high score as the basis for class division.

While taking the test paper, Zhang Guozhu walked back to his office, and then took out his phone and dialed a confidential number.

"Madam, I have a poem here for you to identify it." Zhang Guozhu read the poem "High Wind·Among Ten Acres" to the other party.

“Read it again.”

"Okay, between ten acres, the mulberry is leisurely..."

After listening to it, the other party was silent for a while before saying, "The new ancient Chinese movement back then had a deep meaning. However, there were very few people who truly mastered ancient poems containing unique power. Even in the current Han'an Mansion, there were not many people who were still studying and able to recite more than ten such ancient poems intact."

"Yes, it's very obscure." Zhang Guozhu echoed. In fact, the neo-ancient literature movement more than a hundred years ago started with the spread of these obscure ancient poems.

The spread of these ancient poems is also quite limited.

In Han'an Prefecture, some people are still studying these ancient poems.

However, there are some common sayings, allusions, short sentences, etc. that originated from these ancient poems and are used in daily communication languages... The impact is not great, and everyone will use those common sayings, allusions, short sentences, but they do not care about the origin.

"This is indeed a complete ancient poem from the Book of Songs. Where did you hear it?" the other party asked.

"I didn't hear that, a student wrote it in the composition of the composition entrance exam."

"Send me the information about this student."

"Okay, his name is Wang Xiaoan...I'll look for his registration form again..."

"It's him... Then I'll deal with it. You can go to the mansion tomorrow and hand over the test papers for the archive."

"Yes, madam."

At Zhuyang Lake, not far from Guofu Middle School, Liao Ningqian hung up the phone, walked down from her old but well-maintained Red Boat Car, and looked at the rippling lake water in peace.

Zhuyang Lake has the origin of the name and strange legend. According to legend, as long as a man takes a bath here, he will become a castrator... Later, there was a scientific explanation, because there was a small fish in Zhuyang Lake that specialized in eating naked male swimmers.

Liao Ningqian walked up to the lake beach, and reed flowers were flying all over the sky, falling a little on her delicate collarbone. The beauty and beautiful scenery were full of charm. She raised her head and glanced across the lake, landing on the Mengxiong Mountain in the distance. The lake and mountain scenery made people feel distant.

She remembered that she was cultivating on Mengxiong Mountain, and she thought of the name of Lingling Fan in the secular world, and also gave Xiong Wanli's daughter a name.

Xiong Xiaoya: "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya"

Sun Man: "The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng·Wild Grass"

Wang Xiaoan... It turns out it was you.

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