Quickly, I handed in the system

Chapter 284 Peach Plum World (2)

Running out of the alley in a hurry, Sancho used his breastfeeding strength to quickly run towards the Imperial College.

Why use the strength of breastfeeding?
Because the original owner is a war scum, this plane has no aura.

Sancho, who had already foreseen the difficulties in the future, finally arrived at the destination before running out of breath.

Then unfortunately, he was stopped at the door of the classroom.

"Sancho, tell me, how many times have you been late this month?" The gentleman holding the ruler in his hand looked coldly at the panting Sancho.

Probably No.18 times, maybe No.19 times...

Sancho didn't dare to say anything.

"You don't want to come, and you don't have to come. Since you come, you have to fulfill your responsibility as a student. Now that you are here, but your heart is not here, why bother yourself."

Sancho's heart skipped a beat.

This gentleman is surnamed Fang, and he is very serious on weekdays. Anyone who is late or does not abide by classroom discipline will be punished lightly for copying books, and a ruler is never missing.

Today, Mr. Fang is a rare calm, can't it be the calm before the storm?
"It's only four months away from the year-end exam. I think you are suffering a lot. If I relieve you in advance, you can go back and call Shang Sang Siye to handle the withdrawal procedures for you. "

To force her to drop out of school in advance?

Sancho, who is quite knowledgeable about current affairs, stretched out his hand decisively and spread it out in front of Mr. Fang, "Sir, the student has made a mistake. You should punish the student, and please don't give up on the student."

As soon as Sancho said this, Mr. Fang, who was about to say something, fell silent in surprise.

Mr. Fang responded the same way, as did a group of students sitting in the classroom.

After a brief silence, there was noise like boiling water.

"I didn't wake up today, did I? I heard Sancho admit his mistake and receive the punishment?"

"You heard that right, I heard it too, and I also heard him begging Mr. Fang not to give up on him! Didn't he always look forward to dropping out of the Imperial College as soon as possible?"

"The sun is coming out from the west, Sancho actually knows his mistake sometimes."

The students' comments spread into Mr. Fang's ears verbatim, and it happened that these students' comments also confused him.

"you···"

Sancho's change was so sudden that Mr. Fang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Cough cough." With a light cough, the noisy discussion in the classroom instantly quieted down. Mr. Fang asked suspiciously, "Did you really know that you were wrong?"

Sancho nodded vigorously, "The student really knew that he was wrong, and please ask Mr. Fang to punish the student and teach the student a lesson. The student will never be late and leave early in the future, and listen carefully!"

Sancho's categorical assurance surprised Mr. Fang again and again.

The result of being too surprised was that Mr. Fang forgot his original intention and asked Sancho to sit back in his seat like a dream. Not only did he not let him drop out of school, he even didn't use the ruler.

Sancho, who returned to his seat, changed from his previous decadent style, and sat upright. With that posture, the students of Class A would feel ashamed when they came.

Yes, the class the original owner was in was the worst class.

There are six schools in the Imperial College, and each school has four classes, the best is Class A, and the worst is Class D.

But Class D, which is the worst in Guozi School, is better than Class A in Taimen School. Similarly, Class D, which is the worst in Taimen School, is better than Class A in Simen School.

Of course, the students of the Guozijian are not locked in any class or school.

There are many exams in the Imperial College, three ten-day exams per month, annual exams at the end of each year, and promotion exams and supervisory exams.

The promotion exams of these many kinds of exams are the entrance exams within the Imperial College. If you get good grades, you can make up for the students from the four subjects, and the students from the Imperial College can make up for the students in the Guozi.

The original owner sat in Class D of Simen School for three years, while the original owner's elder brother, Sang Qi, sat in Class A of Guozijian for three years.

And I heard that Sang Qi is the supervisor who is most likely to graduate from the Imperial College within four years.

The previous record for the fastest graduation was five years.

People are better than people than dead people, with Sang Qi as a clear comparison group, the ridicule received by the original owner in the Imperial College can be measured.

But these grievances she never had nowhere to tell.

Sang Yunli would only scold her for being inferior to Sang Qi in everything, and the original owner's mother would only complain why she was so unworthy.

The original owner often thinks, so what if she wins, is it possible that she should go to the imperial examination to compete with her elder brother?
It is a crime of deceiving the emperor to take the imperial examination as a woman. Once discovered, the head will be beheaded at the slightest, and the nine clans will be punished at the worst.

She dared not and did not want to.

Sancho dared and was willing, but unfortunately she didn't have that ability for the time being.

After sitting in the classroom and listening to the collections of Zhihu, Zheye, and Classics and History all morning, Sancho only felt that his mind had become a mess.

It's not that she has never been in the ancient plane, but she has never been in the school of the ancient plane.

In the plane of the benevolent heart of doctors, she entered the customs as a doctor, and did not pass the assessment of these classics and history subsets, and her daily contacts were mostly people from the Ministry of Industry, unlike those civil servants who talked about them all day long.

Therefore, she has no major problems in communicating with people in daily life, but if she really wants to lose her nerd, she will have to be crushed.

Sancho, who hadn't figured out why after listening all morning, thought that she might start with the simplest three-character classics in studying these subsets of classics and history.

During lunch time, Sancho stood up from his seat in a daze. Before he could stand still, a strong man who was a head taller beside her put his hand on her shoulder.

"I said Sancho, you are really tall today!" Lu Yuncheng looked down at Sancho with admiration.

Sancho moved slightly uncomfortable, thinking about the identity of the original owner's male body, he calmed down again, and raised his eyebrows: "What is tall? What is tall?"

Lu Yuncheng, the second son of Marquis Wu's family who was crowned at the time, was also the sweetheart of the original owner.

The Lu family of the Marquis of Guanwu is a title won on horseback, and the family has been in the army for generations.

But in recent years, the imperial court was peaceful and the country was prosperous, and there were few opportunities to fight.

So the military commander had to find another way out.

The way out for Guanwuhou's Mansion is for the eldest son to inherit the title, adhering to the style of Guanwuhou's military generals to prosper the family, while the second son will be sent to the Guozijian and follow the path of imperial examinations.

One piece of literature and one military force jointly maintain the prosperity of the Hou Mansion.

The idea is good, Lu Yuncheng's elder brother Lu Yunqi also lived up to Guan Wuhou's expectations, he was very skilled, and his research on the art of war was as good as Guan Wuhou's.

But the second son Lu Yuncheng was not as perfect as Guan Wuhou thought.

Perhaps it was a family inheritance, but Lu Yun was born tall and strong, without the slightest talent for reading, but with brute strength, he was born to be a general.

Lu Yuncheng has dominated the riding and archery class of the Guozijian for the first three years.

If it weren't for the riding and archery class to support him, Lu Yuncheng and the original owner could be called the two rat shit of the Imperial College.

But unfortunately, Lu Yuncheng is good at riding and shooting, so now only the original owner is a rat shit.

　Finally finished coding, good night babies, I'm going to the Canyon of Kings to lie down haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)