I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

The school where the original owner studied was called ‘Zhixing School’.

Fu Wenyu was a little worried that the master and classmates there would find out that he was different from the original owner, but he thought that it could be explained by "a big change in the family", and more than a year passed before the talent examination was held. After this, those who are familiar with the original owner should have a much lighter impression of him, so they put down this worry again.

Early that morning, he rode an ox cart into the city.

Then he walked to the entrance of the school and found his former master's house according to his memory.

The master's surname was Chen, and he also obtained the title of scholar, so he was known as "Master Chen".

When Fu Wenyu saw him, he bowed respectfully, then presented him with a gift of twenty taels of silver, and then told him his situation again, hoping to be able to go to school freely without having to come every day.

Master Chen was very happy to see him. After comparing a few sentences, he said: "Yes, I haven't missed my homework after all. I also know about your father, which is really a pity. Since you are not in a hurry to finish, then finish the first two After a month, come here every five days. The first two months are about this talent test, so you still have to come and listen."

Fu Wenyu cupped his hand and said, "Thank you, Master."

Then Master Chen brought him into the classroom and introduced him to everyone.

Fu Wenyu glanced at them and found that some of these people were familiar to the original owner, but some were very strange and had not been seen before. Apparently he was a new student admitted to the school in the past year.

As for some people in the original class, they are no longer here. It is obvious that they have obtained the title of scholar in the past, went to study elsewhere, or simply transferred or dropped out of school. After all, in addition to the 'Zhixing School', there are also two or three schools in the city. Every time a scholar passes the exam, there will be a flow of people between the several schools.

But this time there are a lot of additions.

Fu Wenyu looked at the five or six unfamiliar faces and thought to himself.

Master Chen’s class was very good.

At least after one class, Fu Wenyu felt that he understood everything, and also solved two doubts he had written down when he was reviewing at home a while ago, which immediately made him feel that twenty taels was well spent.

As soon as Master Chen left, several people gathered around him.

"...Are you Wen Yu?"

"It's Wenyu. Didn't Master Chen just say that he is Fu Wenyu?"

"Wen Yu, you have changed a lot."

Several old classmates lamented that they had not seen him grow taller and fatter for a long time, and they gave people a different impression. If Master Chen hadn't brought him here, he wouldn't have dared to recognize him outside.

Not only did he grow taller and fatter, but his core also changed.

Fu Wenyu secretly slandered.

He knew that these people were simply expressing their feelings and had no ill intentions, so he said: "I have been living in the village this year, eating well, sleeping well, and walking around every day, so I have changed a lot."

The classmates who came over to say hello didn't have any bad intentions, so no one brought up the uninteresting topic of the Fu family's filial piety. Among them, Feng Mo, who was familiar with the original owner, and who had a rice shop at home, happily suggested: "Why don't any of us go back at noon, and just go to the noodle shop opposite to meet Wen Yu?"

Opposite Zhixing Academy is a noodle shop. Because it tastes good and has a large portion, and a bowl of plain noodles only costs three cents, and adding two slices of meat only costs five cents, it has always been very popular among the students in the school.

So Feng Mo's suggestion was quickly accepted by everyone.

While waiting for the noodles to be served, Fu Wenyu asked curiously: "Why do I feel like there are so many more people?"

Because it was the end of school at noon, when a group of people came out together, Fu Wenyu clearly felt that there were many more students in Zhixing Academy, not only older ones, but also younger ones. At a glance, 30% of them were strangers. Thinking about the many strangers in Mr. Chen’s class, something must have happened.

"I know that."

Wu Mingkang, whose father is a master in the school, said: "The Xiangwentang in our street rented the Sun family's house, but the Sun family sold the house at the beginning of the year, so the masters and students had nowhere to go. "

"Because the two schools are on the same street, the masters all know each other. The masters there sat down with the masters here and thought it would be better to merge them together."

"After all, our place is big."

Wu Mingkang spread his hands, "So this is what you see now."

"Now there are two masters who teach the scholar class in our school, one is our master Chen, and the other is master Li who was originally from Xiangwen Hall. That master Li is very strict, both strict and old-fashioned. Many people can't stand him. , so after the two schools merged, some of his students came to our class.”

"For this reason, he dislikes Master Chen and us. You have to be careful when you see him, and don't get caught in the wrong way, otherwise he will be merciless when training people."

Several others felt sad.

"Yes, yes."

"Mingkang is right."

"Master Li really doesn't like us, Wen Yu, you have to be careful."

Fu Wenyu thanked them for their advice, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, I will become a day student who comes only once every five days in two months, and I should have nothing to do with that 'Master Li'.

What concerned him more was another thing.

If he remembered correctly, Liu Juren's son Liu Changmiao had previously studied at Xiang Wen Tang, and now that Xiang Wen Tang had been merged into Zhi Xing Academy, it meant that they were indirect classmates.

But he told Liu Changmiao twice that his name was ‘Zhou Yu’.

Because Kaiyuan Bookstore did not reveal that ‘Fu Wenyu’ was a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old, and he had disguised himself when he set up a stall before, the familiar Chen Fuzi and Feng Mo and others did not know that he was the ‘Fu Wenyu’ who wrote the storybook.

But if Liu Changmiao found out that his real name was Fu Wenyu, then the other party would soon associate him with the ‘Fu Wenyu’ who wrote the storybook. After all, the second meeting took place in Liuzhou Tabloid, and his second small account ‘Mr. Gongyang’ had already written three articles of “Collection of Tricks”.

Fu Wenyu did not want the teacher and classmates to know that he wrote the storybook, which would affect his simple school life.

Fortunately, the situation he was worried about did not happen.

For several days in a row, Fu Wenyu went out early and came back late, listening to the class seriously. Occasionally, when he had free time, he took out paper and pen to write about how Zhao Yunfei was ‘chivalrous’ and roaming the world.

On the way to Tuoshan, he beat the traffickers, stopped the villains from hurting people, and defeated a young man who came to challenge him after hearing that he was the son of the ‘Yunxiao Sword’, which made his ‘Chongyun Sword’ initially famous.

‘Jianghu’ is different.

When describing this content, Fu Wenyu’s main point is a ‘revenge’. What about drinking big bowls of wine and eating big chunks of meat; what about being sworn brothers and sisters with similar interests; and what about hating evil as much as hatred, and doing justice for the heavens, in short, it is a very different world.

Of course, there are dangers. Zhao Yunfei’s bag was stolen once, and he was so angry that he chased three streets, but he didn’t catch the man with very good Qinggong in the end.

Fortunately, he still had money in his arms, so he didn’t even have food.

But because of this incident, Zhao Yunfei deeply realized the difficulty of traveling in the world, and later he became much more calm and finally arrived at Tuoshan smoothly.

On the second day after Fu Wenyu finished writing Zhao Yunfei's arrival at Tuoshan, he ran into Liu Changmiao.

The other party was standing absent-mindedly at the entrance of the school, and opposite him was a middle-aged man in his forties, who was talking to him with a serious expression.

If he went out at this time, he would definitely bump into the two of them. But Fu Wenyu thought carefully and walked over, because since they were in the same school, there was no way to avoid them completely.

And he was also preparing to go out for dinner.

So after walking in, Fu Wenyu heard the middle-aged man said bluntly: "... Your father passed the examination at the age of 32, and your brother went one step further. Now he is only in his early twenties and he is also going to take the provincial examination. And you have studied for many years but have no knowledge of literature. You can't even write a decent article. Do you still want to pass the examination in this life?"

"I'm afraid it's wishful thinking!"

Fu Wenyu: "......?"

This person is probably 'Master Li', right?

If his usual style is like this, then it is really 'the name suits the person'.