The rain was pitter-patter, and the sky was gloomy. Due to the lack of light in the classroom, it was dark and gloomy.
Li Zexuan sat at the lectern, his eyes fixed on the students who were doing their test papers.
There was no lectern in the classroom, but he felt that it was uncomfortable to lecture on flat ground, so he had someone build a lectern and moved it in.
It was a rare day of cool weather. After so many days of heat, it finally rained. Li Zexuan was wearing a thin white gown. He was lying on the tall and long desk in front of the lectern, looking at the students who were doing their tests. He felt very satisfied.
Once upon a time, he was like them, sitting upright and still, racing against time to answer the questions. Not only did he have to ensure that his answers were correct, but he also had to ensure that they were correct. That was not a normal kind of hard work.
Now, he could be considered to have opened up a god's perspective. He was high up, watching others take their tests. Naturally, he felt different.
That's right. Today was the small test that was held every seven days. However, Li Zexuan habitually called it a "weekly test" in his mind, even though people in the Tang Dynasty did not know what a "weekly test" was.
His thoughts flew back to two days ago. Under Kong Yingda's strict supervision, Li Zexuan had no choice but to conduct two afternoons of pinyin "special training sessions" for all the instructors, teaching assistants, and professors of the Imperial College.
Letting a fourteen-year-old child "teach" to these old scholars who were mostly in their forties, and there were even some who were in their sixties, was bound to cause some people to express their dissatisfaction.
However, this time, Kong Yingda personally supported Li Zexuan and made it clear that if anyone did not pay attention and did not learn pinyin in the end, Kong Yingda would personally report to His Majesty and expel them from the Imperial College. This kind of extremely strict punishment system directly nipped in the bud the restless instructors who wanted to jump out and cause trouble in the bud.
One had to know that the positions of instructors, teaching assistants, and professors of the Imperial College were a great honor for scholars. Speaking of which, these positions were even more awesome than being a professor at Peking University or Tsinghua University in his previous life, because these positions all had ranks.
In this lifetime, they had studied hard for decades, and it was not easy for them to get to where they were today. How could they bear to be stripped of this glorious position just like that? Therefore, during the two afternoons of classes, there was no such thing as showing off or slapping people in the face. Instead, each of them was more serious than the other, and with the help of the blackboard, the learning efficiency of these "teachers" of the Imperial College was surprisingly high.
However, their attitude towards Li Zexuan had completely changed after they had grasped the basics of pinyin. After so many years of teaching, how could they not see the greatness of pinyin? As a result, their attitude towards learning became more and more correct. During class, the expressions on their faces were as fanatical as if they were on a pilgrimage.
Sigh, these "teachers" learn things really fast. But this is even better. I estimate that in another afternoon, they will all be able to grasp pinyin. At that time, wouldn't she be able to return home every afternoon to sleep and tease the servant girls? How carefree would that be!
Li Zexuan propped up his cheek with one hand and sat there thinking happily. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of movement below. His position had a "high platform view".
Some students might think that Li Zexuan wouldn't be able to see what they were doing under the table, but what they didn't know was that sitting on the podium, he could use the 'high platform view' to see every single movement below clearly.
Li Zexuan used his fingers to pick up a piece of chalk, folded it half an inch, weighed it in his hand, and threw it in a certain direction below. That half-inch piece of chalk was like a cruise missile, accurately smashing into Cheng Chumo's head.
Cheng Chumo, who had been sneaking glances at Qin Huaiyu's paper, was shocked by this sudden attack. He quickly looked toward the podium and met Li Zexuan's fierce gaze.
"Humph! If there's a next time, I'll give you zero marks! "
Li Zexuan coldly harrumphed and said this arrogantly. In his heart, he thought that this was the catchphrase of the invigilator in his previous life. It felt so good to use it!
The students in the classroom all raised their heads, trying to figure out who Li Zexuan was talking about.
Cheng Chumo rubbed his forehead as if nothing had happened. Then, this fellow acted as if Li Zexuan was not talking about him and pretended to calmly look at his paper. Even though he did not understand some of the questions, at this time, he definitely could not let everyone know that Li Zexuan was talking about him! Even though he was thick-skinned, plagiarism was too shameful. Cheng Chumo expressed that he still wanted to show some face.
Seeing that Cheng Chumo had calmed down, Li Zexuan did not continue to pursue the matter. He walked down from the podium and began to patrol.
The first place he came to was Li Tai's position. This little fatty was writing at a rapid speed. He did not seem to be affected by the commotion just now and was quickly doing calculations on the draft paper.
Li Zexuan glanced at his paper and was slightly surprised. This little fatty had actually finished the second to last question. His speed was really fast. There was still nearly an hour before the exam ended! He just did not know how accurate this kid was.
Li Zexuan paused for a while before continuing his patrol. He found that most of the students were still stuck at the fifth or sixth last question. Qin Huaiyu, Iron Egg, and Ke Shiqing had all finished the third to last question. Moreover, Li Zexuan saw that they had all answered the questions correctly.
What surprised Li Zexuan was that Meng Wenhao had also finished the second to last question. Li Zexuan had learned a lot about this child's family background from Xu Hongzhi. This child was truly from a poor family. In this era, it was dozens of times more difficult for a poor family to nurture a child into a talent than it was in modern society. It was also very difficult to pass through the layers of selections in various places and finally enter the Imperial College. Therefore, in Li Zexuan's opinion, whether it was Meng Wenhao or Meng Wenhao's father, they were truly amazing people. Li Zexuan sincerely admired their perseverance.
From the part that Meng Wenhao was writing at the moment, he had completely thought through the train of thought for this question. As long as he did not take the initiative to court death, he would definitely be able to get all the points for this question. Li Zexuan secretly nodded and thought to himself, If this child can get into the top three in this weekly exam, then I'll pay a visit to their home and help their family solve some of their living difficulties! He admired hardworking and diligent children like Meng Wenhao from the bottom of his heart.
When Cheng Chumo saw Li Zexuan coming over for an "inspection", he hurriedly covered his paper and glared at Li Zexuan to prevent him from looking. Li Zexuan was speechless and thought to himself, Is this guy's brain short-circuited? Aren't you going to show me your paper sooner or later? Why are you covering it now?
Li Zexuan snorted unhappily and returned to the podium.
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