Zhao Rong feels that it’s not without reason that Yushu isn’t well-liked by everyone.
On the podium, Zhao Rong observed Fan Yushu’s shocked expression for a while, nodded and said, "Got lucky this ti."
Then he turned his head and directly asked, "So Huaijin is second?"
Xiao Hongyu and others nodded, their expressions complex, "Yes, Xuanji... eighty-five points."
Zhao Rong couldn’t help but chuckle, then imdiately restrained himself, saying earnestly: "Before this Music Art exam, Huaijin gave a last-minute tutoring session, covered the topics, and I got lucky, that’s why I scored a six in Music Art. Thanks to Huaijin this ti. Alright, let’s start the class and wait for her to co back." He spoke with a bit of emotion.
The students exchanged glances, about to nod together, when Fan Yushu couldn’t help but interject: "Well, she tutored too, so why didn’t I score six?"
Zhao Rong: ...
Everyone: ...
You’re the last place, can you not talk?
So students in the audience couldn’t help glaring at Fan Yushu.
Who would have thought Fan Yushu was even more excited, sighing at the mont, patting Zhao Rong on the shoulder, and exclaid, "Ziyu, you are so humble."
He took a long breath, clasped his hands behind him, and began reminiscing about the past in front of everyone:
"Ziyu, from that morning when I first t you, I knew you were extraordinary, especially when you were hanging out with Teacher Yan in Taiching Prefecture... During the study period, seeing you chase after the prefecture-renowned Sword Immortal Seed Zhao Immortal, actually from that mont, you looked completely different to , Ziyu, do you want to know what you looked like?"
Zhao Rong shook his head, only to have Fan Yushu rush to say, "Golden scales are not ordinary in the pond; when the wind and clouds et, they transform into a dragon!"
Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched severely, yet the students didn’t realize his speechlessness, only thinking it was true, feeling guilty and ashad, they were indeed fooled by Fan Yushu.
Fan Yushu faced the door, his back to people, his face at a forty-five-degree angle upward, with a wave of his wide sleeve, "Ziyu, I always knew you weren’t simple, but I didn’t expect you to amaze everyone so quickly, and... a bit stronger than I expected, but that’s not the point today."
Zhao Rong stopped speaking, rembering how Fan Yushu had sought comfort and acknowledgnt from him before the exam, he’d almost believed him if not for that.
"Ziyu." Fan Yushu firmly grabbed Zhao Rong’s sleeve, resolutely said: "We can’t just let it go, what’s the point of holding class now? Who has the mood for that? So things aren’t so easily brushed aside, so days ago, so shallow-eyed and opportunistic folks mocked and provoked you, as your brother I saw it all clearly, your temperant is gentle and humble, forgetting past issues, but as your brother, I rember it clearly, we can’t just let them muddle through."
Zhao Rong on the podium: "..."
In the place where the audience couldn’t see, Fan Yushu winked at Zhao Rong, who looked helpless, but Fan Yushu stared back, seeming to say, ’your hard work in secret while surprising everyone hasn’t been settled with you yet, let enjoy this first.’
Zhao Rong had nothing to say, Fan Yushu imdiately turned around, facing the audience, like a peasant turning over to sing.
"Weren’t there so people who disdainfully said Ziyu wasn’t suited to be a Calligraphy assistant, nor deserved to be called Teacher? Fan Yushu curiously picked his ear with his pinky and asked: "Now, does anyone still say that? You all, after the academy’s exams Ziyu casually acing them to rank first, is he fit to teach you?"
The whole hall fell into an awkward silence, many students already regretting not using the toilet, should have just stayed away...
Fan Yushu pointed at Xiao Hongyu, "Hongyu, you say first."
Xiao Hongyu hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, "I’ve never said such things behind the scenes, Xueyou can testify!"
Fan Yushu shot a sideways glance, "I didn’t say you said it, I asked if Ziyu is fit to teach you."
Xiao Hongyu’s head was full of black lines, if it wasn’t for today, making him sowhat respectful, afraid, and curious about Zhao Rong standing behind him, he’d rush up and smack this damn idiot on the head.
He imdiately nodded to express, "Of course, Ziyu’s six Art Studies perfect scores, first in the academy, not to ntion Calligraphy, he’s more than qualified to assist in other Art Studies."
Except for Music Art, Xiao Hongyu ntally added a line, but strangely, concerning Zhao Rong’s re six points in Music Art, she felt the man on the podium, tall and handso, beca more approachable, without that distant feeling Yu Xuanji gave, many other students felt this too, cautiously sizing up the podium as if rediscovering him.
With today’s Red List circulating, Shuaixing Hall students’ attitudes were completely reversed.
Fan Yushu turned his head, smiling, "Delu, what do you think?"
The usually silent fourth-ranked Zhong Delu from the hall looked at Zhao Rong, wholeheartedly convinced: "Brother Zhao, I’m convinced, from now on in class please give more guidance."
Fan Yushu truly made today a day of everyone benefiting, he suddenly pointed at a student who jumped quite a bit in the past, "Qingpu, you think."
Qingpu, who wanted to remain transparent, saw everyone’s gaze, quickly waved his hand, shrugged his shoulders dejectedly, "Previously, I was foolish, blinded by prejudice, couldn’t recognize Brother Zhao’s talent, this ti... eh, really convinced, first in six Art Studies..."
The students glanced sideways, in the past, except for Wu Peiliang, Qingpu was the most displeased with Zhao Rong, but unlike Wu Peiliang who was proud and impulsive, he was mostly talkative privately, yet now he’s honestly blushing.
Fan Yushu winked at Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong sighed lightly, Fan Yushu was full of enthusiasm, he chose several students not to be harmonious in the past, they all sweated in embarrassnt, hurriedly clarifying so relationships, bowing and apologizing to Zhao Rong, Zhao Rong also returned the courtesy, shaking his head indicating no hard feelings, everyone imdiately viewed Zhao Rong differently, in the hall, originally because of Fan Yushu’s ’nonsense’ the atmosphere should be awkward and tense, yet it was significantly eased.
Just then, Fan Yushu cleared his throat and suddenly exclaid softly, "Hey, where’s our most arrogant Peiliang brother? Usually in the academy, he’s the loudest, yet now we can’t hear him. Soone might even think he’s surpassed Ziyu and Master Yu, being the best in the academy."
Fan Yushu pretended to look around, puzzled, "Hey, where is he? At a ti like this, how could the wild presence of Peiliang brother be missing? I can’t accept this."
Fan Yushu ’blindly’ searched for him, but all the students’ eyes collectively turned toward a certain seat on the right side, where a figure was curled up, using a sleeve to cover his face.
At this mont, all eyes focused there, and the figure trying hard to erase his presence imdiately trembled, his efforts to act invisible completely wasted.
Fan Yushu clapped his hands, "Oh dear, so he’s here. Peiliang brother, why are you covering your face? Are you shaful? Co on, let take a look."
"I... I..." The figure suddenly jolted.
Everyone’s eyes were strange as Fan Yushu stepped down, walked over, grabbed Wu Peiliang by the sleeve and started pulling him towards the stage.
"What are you doing, don’t grab my sleeve..." Wu Peiliang felt extrely ashad, hanging his head as he tussled with Fan Yushu, getting tangled in the aisle between seats.
Fan Yushu blinked, "Well, nothing much, just everyone heard you praising, saying you wanted to et the person with the na Thirteen, and were wanting to ’ask for advice and exchange insights.’ Look, the person is here, right on the stage, so hurry up and go."
Fan Yushu patted Wu Peiliang’s shoulder urging him:
"Hurry up, didn’t you say this is what our Mochi Academy should be like, the scholarly holy land that scholars from the base of the mountain yearn for and admire." He nodded and directly ’read aloud’: "Harmony and love among students, less hostility, whether grades are high or low, outstanding students take the initiative to share experiences, and those who lack humbly learn, the academic atmosphere refreshing... Just like Peiliang brother, truly a good role model."
Wu Peiliang murmured a rebuttal, "This... I never said that."
Fan Yushu nodded, "Then... it was really just natural for you to want to humbly ask that Brother Thirteen for advice, because he’s really incredible... This you definitely said, everyone heard it very clearly, Peiliang brother spoke vigorously, even I could hear while I was sleeping."
Wu Peiliang: !!!
All students: ......
"I... I..." Wu Peiliang stuttered, unable to refute.
"What ’I’, ’I’? Why stand there dumbly? Hurry up and go ask Ziyu for advice properly!"
Fan Yushu pushed Wu Peiliang onto the stage, right in front of Zhao Rong.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly stilled.
Zhao Rong stood quietly with his sleeves folded, expression calm, while Wu Peiliang stood before him, face flushed red, feeling so awkward he could find no place to hide.
At this mont, Wu Peiliang wished he could grab an entrance to the underground palace and dive in, avoiding Zhao Rong’s calm eyes, already prepared to be verbally humiliated.
Yet Zhao Rong rely glanced at him, and then looked at the near-noon sun.
"Alright, Yushu brother, stop making trouble, everyone go down, Wu brother too. Return to your seats, or when Master Yu returns and sees you all ssing around, there will be no good outco, she might be in a bad mood today, don’t provoke her."
Zhao Rong shook his head and turned away.
Wu Peiliang, who was looking down, hesitated.
Xiao Hongyu and other students were also surprised.
Fan Yushu wanted to speak.
At this mont, a familiar and ticulous sound of footsteps from a certain serious girl ca from the entrance, and Wu Peiliang and Fan Yushu hastily returned to their seats, while Xiao Hongyu, Li Xueyou, and the other students quickly sat quietly.
The next second, the figure of the severe girl appeared at the entrance.
Yu Huaijin returned, but her face looked sowhat unhappy.
Although still the sa stern face as usual, it seed no different.
But the students who knew her beca silent like the shedding cicadas.
They knew, only one thing could make Master Yu genuinely angry, and that was...related to collective performance and honor.
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