Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World-Chapter 56 - Clever
Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Clever
Chapter 56 -56: Clever
Seventh Young Master’s study room.
The fact proves that taking exams can also be relaxing and enjoyable, without any pressure and even focusing on eating melon seeds and watching drama—as long as you are the one supervising the exam.
If you have just taken the monthly test, you would, like Zheng Fa, experience a kind of vicarious excitement, like a dragon slayer who finally becomes the dragon.
He stood in front of the hall, with three short tables arranged in front of him.
Behind each table sat Gao Yuan, Seventh Young Master, and little sister Zheng Shan.
Each of their expressions was different.
Gao Yuan was nervous but with a fighting spirit, seemingly ready to tackle a big challenge.
Seventh Young Master was restless, looking around as if he had never been in such a situation before.
Little sister Zheng Shan, on the other hand, was not nervous but instead twisting her body and turning her rolling eyes around, curiously observing the unfamiliar study room.
The sudden test for the three of them was not just for fun, well, at least not entirely.
The lady tied the success of Ascension Gate and the position of lady-in-waiting of the eldest lady together, so the only thing Zheng Fa could now do was to improve Seventh Young Master’s proficiency in talismanic Dao.
With only two months, he could only resort to a crash course for the Seventh Young Master.
But this required Seventh Young Master’s cooperation, at least he needed to study harder.
How to describe Seventh Young Master’s current study state?
…His sleep quality was excellent while reading.
In Zheng Fa’s view, Seventh Young Master was not dumb, but more than a decade of lazy and capricious living had made it difficult for him to study hard and focus.
To have him study as diligently as Gao Yuan was indeed hard for this big young master who had grown up spoiled.
The main purpose of this test was to let Seventh Young Master realize his current level, to know shame and then courage, and at least become motivated in the short term.
This method was like some teachers starting school after vacation with a sudden, extremely difficult test—to let the students give up the nostalgia for the vacation and realize they were unprepared, then tuck their tails and study.
Zheng Fa quietly observed Seventh Young Master.
The sun was very strong since morning today, and all the maids had hidden inside the house, leaving the whole courtyard silent.
Seventh Young Master’s expression was more anxious than the temperature outside, his eyes constantly wandering around.
Zheng Fa was familiar with this look—the underachievers entering the examination room looked just like pigs entering a slaughterhouse, both harboring a sense of impending doom.
Seventh Young Master first looked at Gao Yuan, furrowed his eyebrows as if calculating something, then his face grew more anxious as he felt Gao Yuan knew more.
He then turned his head to look at little sister Zheng Shan, and his expression brightened a lot.
Zheng Fa knew what he was thinking by looking at his changing faces—Seventh Young Master seemed to think that no matter how poorly he performed, he couldn’t do worse than a six-year-old child, and also believed that he could at least be second among the three.
Zheng Fa’s opinion on this was, naive.
He brought little sister Zheng Shan here just to deliver the final blow to Seventh Young Master.
He was very clear about little sister Zheng Shan’s level; in his view, the worst among the three should be Seventh Young Master.
Undoubtedly, Gao Yuan was the best among them; he originally had some foundation, struggled with ‘junior high school mathematics’, but starting from ‘Elementary Mathematics’ had no difficulty progressing quickly, and had already started tackling higher-grade knowledge.
Little sister Zheng Shan, although she lacked a foundation, was still very interested in reading, simple-minded, and not dumb either—she was also learning fast.
As for Seventh Young Master—he was older, his thoughts more complex, plus he hadn’t developed good study habits, lazy and lax, falling asleep as soon as he started reading, truly not as good as the little sister.
Zheng Fa took out the prepared test papers and handed them to the three, saying, “One two hours, begin.”
Hearing this, all three buried their heads in their papers.
Gao Yuan and Seventh Young Master used brushes, while little sister Zheng Shan, who hadn’t practiced large characters yet, used a charcoal pencil specially made by Zheng Fa.
For a while, the study was silent except for the soft footsteps of Zheng Fa pacing around.
But Seventh Young Master didn’t focus on his exam for too long; after a
short time, Zheng Fa saw him stealthily lifting his head, looking left and right.
Taking another look at his paper, Zheng Fa knew what was going on:
Good news: he finished what he knew how to do.
Bad news: there wasn’t much he knew how to do.
In summary, out of tricks.
Seventh Young Master seemed also nervous, he quietly raised his head and started observing his opponents on both sides.
If Gao Yuan’s full concentration made him uneasy,
then the little sister Zheng Shan writing furiously probably shattered the little confidence he already lacked.
He stared at the large blanks on his own exam paper, seemingly hoping that the answers would sprout on the paper like crops in the field.
Just as his expression grew more and more desperate, a childish cough unexpectedly echoed in the study.
Zheng Fa squinted his eyes and watched his little sister quietly raise her plump left hand.
As if afraid Seventh Young Master couldn’t see clearly, she even purposely shifted her test paper towards Seventh Young Master’s direction.
To block Zheng Fa’s gaze, the little sister tilted her small buttocks to the left, leaning her whole body and trying to hide her little movement.
Zheng Fa shook his head helplessly, after Seventh Young Master had wrestled with Wang Gui, the little sister developed a good impression of Seventh Young Master and now she even began to let him copy her answers.
Seventh Young Master watched little sister’s maneuvers, his expression became particularly conflicted, Zheng Fa could feel his dilemma — whether failing the exam or copying from a six-year-old, which is more embarrassing?
After a while, Zheng Fa saw Seventh Young Master’s head slightly turning, he must be glancing at little sister’s test paper with the corner of his eye.
Zheng Fa didn’t expose the two of them, just shook his head and gave Seventh Young Master a sympathetic smile.
…
As expected, the exam results made Seventh Young Master realize that among the earlier dilemmas, there was an even more embarrassing answer — copied, but still failed.
Looking at Seventh Young Master with a gloomy face, like he was about to shatter, Zheng Fa signaled to Gao Yuan and Zheng Shan on the side, and after the two quietly left, he sat down next to Seventh Young Master.
“Zheng Fa, am I very stupid?”
Seventh Young Master suddenly spoke.
“You are very clever, young master,” Zheng Fa shook his head as he truly didn’t think the problem lay with Seventh Young Master’s intellect.
After a slight reassurance, Zheng Fa began to coax Seventh Young Master: “You just need a better method of studying.”
But Seventh Young Master clearly wasn’t consoled, still doubting himself, “I can’t even match up to your six-year-old sister, how can I study talismanic magic in the future?”
“Actually, I have a secret technique, that doesn’t require learning mathematics, that can also help the young master progress in talismanic magic.”
“Another secret technique?
Can’t learn it, not interested,” Seventh Young Master expressed he was really hurt.
“I’ll only teach it to you, not to them.”
“Really?” Seventh Young Master’s eyes lit up.
“Yes, only you can learn, they don’t know talismanic diagrams,” Zheng Fa said in a persuasive tone.
For Seventh Young Master, doing poorly on the exam was nothing new—Mr.
Shen’s assessments have always been consistently bad for him, he was already mentally prepared.
But failing miserably in front of the other two, especially a six-year-old child, that’s what bothered him.
Hearing that this secret technique could only be learned by him, Seventh Young Master immediately regained a sense of superiority: “So… fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
is it easy to learn?”
“Quick success!
You just need to undergo my special training for these two months, and I guarantee your achievements in talismanic magic will soar!”
“Really don’t need to learn this stupid math?”
“Guaranteed!”
“I’m learning!
I knew it, Zheng Fa, you’re the best to me!” Seventh Young Master, battered by the other two, immediately filled with affection for Zheng Fa, and asked curiously, “What’s the name of this secret technique?”
“Question sea, oh no, Diagram Sea Strategy.”
“What sea?” Seventh Young Master seemed not to catch the two characters, muttered, “I’ve only heard of the boundless sea of suffering…”
Zheng Fa fell silent for a while, then admiringly said, “Young Master, although your hearing is not so good, your comprehension is excellent!”
“I don’t feel like that’s a compliment.” Seventh Young Master looked at Zheng Fa suspiciously, “You wouldn’t have been scared by my mother once, planning to torment me, right?”
“Of course, not!
This is my ultimate method, extremely effective, taught only to you!” Zheng Fa promised earnestly.
Indeed, mother knows best—
This Seventh Young Master, always a bit too clever for his own good.
