The sky was just beginning to turn white, but a few stars still stubbornly stayed in the same place, refusing to leave.
The breeze blew, the morning dew rippled, and all living things grew. The whole world seemed like it was trying to please Li Muyang who had just woken up.
Li Muyang stood in front of the window, stretching his muscles and bones, and then began to walk around the room in accordance to the 'Art of the Breaking Body'. Li Muyang discovered that only a good body can have a good academic performance. If he was in a drowsy state all day long, he would not be able to do anything — except sleep.
In ancient times, there was a great man who once said: The body is the capital of revolution.
After he was drenched in sweat, he went into the bathroom to take a shower and change into the new clothes his mother prepared for him.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he found that he was much whiter than before. Before it was pitch black and bottomless, but now it was a bright bronze colour.
"Isn't this the kingdom's idol, Gu Tianle?" Li Muyang said to the mirror.
He blinked his eyes, then his mouth opened into a smile.
His smile quickly disappeared, then he scolded: "Shameless."
It was still early, so Li Muyang had no intention of opening up his books to consolidate his revision.
He opened the pencil case to check if there were any leaks or a broken pen that could not write. Then he checked the exam certificate that his father brought back from school a few days ago to see if there were any mistakes or omissions. Although his mother had helped him check the exam certificate again and again on the day he got it back.
After tidying up, he sat in front of his desk and looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, watching the stars in the sky, watching the rolling black clouds, and the white clouds covering the sky.
Watching the fish belly turn white, then white turn yellow, and then a red sun with a shy expression slowly appeared on the eastern horizon.
If it was a month ago, Li Muyang would not have to worry about this at all.
What does the exam have to do with him?
As usual, he would sleep until he woke up naturally, then grab two steamed buns and walk around the examination hall, or go back to sleep.
Others would hand in their exam papers, others would go home and he would go home.
There was no hope, so he would not have any expectations.
It had only been a month, but he was already preparing for the college entrance examination. He would have to fight with those students who had studied hard for many years, to fight for those rare promotion spots.
Looking back on the past, he didn't even dare to recognize his current self.
When the rooster crowed and the dog barked, the courtyard became lively.
Mother got up to wash her face and rinse her mouth while father got up to practice. Li Shinian had also woken up. He stood in front of the window and recited ancient poems in a rhythmic manner.
"Li Muyang — –" Li Shinian stood in his room and shouted.
"Shinian, don't call your brother, let him sleep a little longer." Mother Luo Chi said in a low voice.
"Mom, I'm up." Li Muyang poked his head out of the window and said with a smile, "I've been up for a while."
"Mom, I knew Brother would wake up. Today's exam, he wouldn't be able to sleep well. "Li Shinian said with a proud face:" Li Muyang, are you ready? "
"Everything that should be prepared is ready." Li Muyang said with a smile: "Next is up to fate."
"Hehe, you will definitely do well."
"Why?"
"Because last night before I went to sleep, I made a wish for you." Li Shinian said as if it was a matter of course. "My wish came true. I told you to stand up and you stood up. I told you to be smart and you became smart. I told you not to look prettier than me and you turned into a charcoal — – "
"— –" Li Muyang often suspected that this sister is not his biological sister, otherwise why would she always attack him to death?
"Hey, brother — –" Li Shinian suddenly exclaimed aloud.
"What's wrong?" Li Muyang asked in a strange tone.
"Brother, how did you turn white?" The windowsill of Li Shinian's room and Li Muyang's room formed an angle, from where she stood she could see Li Muyang bathing in the rising sun. His eyelashes were long, his facial features were deep and well-defined, and his skin was as delicate as celadon. His back was straight and his smile was gentle and confident.
He was no longer timid, no longer wretched, and did not look as skinny as before, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
His body exuded a layer of soft light, like a celestial being walking out from thousands of rays of light.
“----”
"You really turned white." Li Shinian danced with joy and said: "If you don't believe me, let mom and dad see — – you didn't sneak on my face cream, right?"
“----”
Luo Chi prepared breakfast, in order to cater to the old proverb, to give her son a good start for his exams. She specially cooked two eggs and a deep-fried dough stick for Li Muyang.
Li Shinian looked at the eggs and deep-fried dough stick in Li Muyang's bowl, then looked at his mother Luo Chi with a crafty look and said: "Mum, you prepared two eggs and a deep-fried dough stick because you want brother to get one hundred marks in his exams?"
"Yes." Luo Chi smiled and nodded. "You have a share too."
"But brother has three exams today." Li Shinian looked like he was in a difficult position and said: "Don't tell me you want him to only get one hundred marks in all three exams? So, you have to prepare six eggs and three deep-fried dough sticks for him, so he can get one hundred marks in each exam — – "
"Ah? That much? "Luo Chi was in a difficult position. She said: "Then I'll go prepare — –"
Li Muyang's mouth was stuffed with eggs, his cheeks puffed up. Hearing Li Shinian's words, his face turned green, he grabbed his mother's arm and said: "Mum, you can't listen to Shinian's nonsense. If you prepare six eggs and three deep-fried dough sticks for me, I don't need to go to the exams, I'll be stuffed to death at home — – "
Luo Chi's chopsticks hit Li Shinian's hand and said angrily: "You little girl, you only know how to bully your brother."
"I'm just joking." Li Shinian stuck out her tongue at Li Muyang and said: "I'm trying to liven up the atmosphere, so brother won't be nervous."
"I get nervous when you talk." Li Muyang swallowed the egg with great difficulty and said: "Don't talk. You'll scare people to death. "
"Stingy." Li Shinian muttered.
After breakfast, Li Muyang said goodbye to his parents, picked up his bag and prepared to rush to the exam venue.
Li Yan wanted to send Li Muyang there, but he refused. He already knew the way to the exam venue, so there was no need for an adult to escort him.
Li Muyang felt refreshed, his footsteps were light, without the slightest nervousness before the exam.
"Maybe I'm too well-prepared." Li Muyang said to himself.
With this thought, he felt that the exam that everyone feared was nothing more than this.
Just as he carried his bag and walked into the courtyard, a man wearing a black robe descended from the sky.
"It seems I came at the right time." The black-robed man smiled gloomily, his eyes fixed on Li Muyang and said.
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Guan Tang Tea House.
The wealthy young master Yan Xiangma was sitting on the second floor near the window drinking tea. The tea was good tea, Jiangnan city's most famous Longjing tea. Next to him, there was a songstress wearing a blue embroidered cheongsam playing the pipa and singing a little song. Her soft and sweet voice made his heart and liver melt.
He liked this kind of style, this is the style of a learned and virtuous hedonistic young master.
Those guys who run around the streets with a group of servants to tease innocent women and cause a ruckus can only be considered as hooligans. Although he also wanted to be such a hooligan, but he was worried that his father would break his leg — — even if his father did not beat him, his mother would.
"Young master, we've already asked around, this is the only way for Li Muyang to take the exam — -young master only needs to glance outside from time to time to know if he's coming or not." A middle-aged man wearing a black gown stood next to him with a flattering look on his face.
"Young master is young master, you were born to enjoy. I have a beauty in my eyes, a good song in my ears, delicious food and fragrant tea in my hands, but you, this dog, make me glance outside from time to time, causing me to be distracted. If I split my attention, is this beauty still a beauty? Is this good song still a good song? Is this gourmet tea still the original taste? Vulgar. "
"Yes, yes, yes. I was wrong. "The middle-aged man hurriedly apologised. "Young master, please enjoy the beauty and listen to the good song, leave the rest to us. I've already told my brothers to keep watch downstairs, I'll accompany young master upstairs to watch — -as long as Li Muyang comes over, I'll rush up and give him a beating, then I'll put him in a sack and carry him away. "
"You're smart." Yan Xiangma closed his eyes, his fingers gently tapping the rhythm. "Although that kid will not be able to enter Westwind University even if he takes the exam, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Besides, what if he passes the exam? I'll knock him unconscious so he can't go to Westwind University, he can't go to Tiandu, then I'll give him an offer of admission to Jiangnan University, do you think he'll take it or not? "
"Take it. Of course he'll take it. " The middle-aged man chuckled and said: "Jiangnan University is a famous school, I tried for three years but still couldn't get in."
Yan Xiangma's face changed dramatically as he said: "Even if you take thirty years you still can't get in. A famous school like Jiangnan University, is it something an idiot like you can get into? "
The middle-aged man remembered the young master's education background and hurriedly corrected himself: "Yes, yes, not to mention thirty years, even if I had three hundred years I still can't get in — -if I apply for Jiangnan University then I'll just be asking to be humiliated. It's simply impossible. "
"Hmm. Silence. "Yan Xiangma waved his hand and said:" Don't ruin the mood. "
"Yes, yes, yes — –"
"I told you to shut up."
"Yes — –" The middle-aged man covered his mouth and dared not say another word.
Half an hour passed by, Yan Xiangma lifted his head to look at the sky outside, his expression puzzled as he asked: "Why hasn't that kid come yet?"
"Young master, can I speak?" The middle-aged man, Xiaoxin, asked nervously.
Yan Xiangma was furious, he pointed at the lackey and scolded: "Are you taking a dump right now?"
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