The happy little days of the Ye family

The three little guys took turns reciting the article, and the donkey cart had already arrived at the entrance of the academy.

It was still early at this time, and a few energetic little guys were walking in groups of three or four on the road.

Some of them did not forget to recite articles on the way here, and when they passed by, they could hear the sound of people reading.

Some of them came hurriedly, even holding a fat white bun as big as a fist in their mouths.

But there are more people who are procrastinating and slow, as if they don't want to come to the academy.

The three little guys had just got off the donkey cart when a familiar figure came skipping towards them not far away.

"Xiao Qi, today is the day of the quarterly exam. I have almost forgotten the two articles I learned before. What should I do?"

As soon as Zhu Zhixin saw Xiaoqi, he grabbed his sleeve. The little guy looked anxious, afraid that he would be beaten by the teacher's ruler again.

He ranked last in the first two monthly exams, for which he was beaten several times by his family and had his pocket money fined.

If I fail the quarterly exam again, I will definitely be beaten by my parents when I get home.

More importantly, his wallet has been empty for a long time. If his pocket money is deducted, how can he survive?

Xiao Qi saw that he was so anxious that he was running around in circles. He really didn't understand, "You are punished by the teacher to copy every other day. You have copied these articles many times. How come you can't remember them?"

Zhu Zhixin felt guilty and angry, so he couldn't help but jump up and yell:

"Not everyone is as smart as you. I copied this flowery article, but I forgot it in just two days. I can't remember it at all."

The little fellow sounded a little aggrieved when he spoke. He didn't want to do it either. After reading the articles in the book for a few seconds, he felt sleepy. He really couldn't learn from them.

Xiao Qi was speechless. It was obvious that he was too lazy to study. However, seeing that he was really pitiful, he whispered to comfort him:

"The first two monthly exams were in the afternoon. You still have one morning left, so hurry up and study a few more times."

"Besides, you've copied so many times, so you should have a certain foundation. You should have no problem with the quarterly exam."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go back and read it a few more times." With that, the little guy ran into the classroom like a gust of wind.

The three of them walked slowly into the classroom, and then Lin Biao ran over from behind.

However, the little guy probably planned to go back and cram for the exam, so he didn't even say hello to the three of them and hurriedly ran into the classroom.

When the three brothers returned to the classroom, many people were reading there.

But this time I'm afraid that these little guys' wish may not come true, because Master Ming will examine everyone as soon as he comes in.

Xiaoqi and his classmates are just starting to learn, and their main focus is on recognizing words and writing. Therefore, this quarterly exam is the same as the previous monthly exams, which all involve dictation.

Master Ming selected two passages from the "Three Character Classic" and "Hundred Family Names" and asked everyone to write them down together.

The classroom was very quiet at this time. Everyone lowered their heads and everyone had a serious expression on their face.

The monthly exam not only tests everyone's ability to recognize words, but also examines how well everyone writes.

Even Xiaoqi, who was always restless, wrote every stroke very carefully, trying his best to make the characters look better.

In the huge classroom, the only sound was the faint sound of the brush scratching across rice paper.

After a long while, Mr. Ming, who was sitting in the front row reading a book, raised his head and carefully looked at the students below.

I saw that several good students in the front row had stopped writing and were now reading quietly.

The little guys in the middle were neither tall nor short. They were either biting the tip of their pens thinking about how to write the word, or looking around in distress.

As for the little ones at the back who didn't like studying, they had given up long ago and were lying on the table with sad faces, looking hopeless.

Master Ming saw that everyone had almost finished writing. Those who knew the answers had finished answering, and those who didn't know the answers really didn't know the answers anymore.

"Zi'an, collect all the articles that everyone just wrote down."

"okay."

During this period, Xiaoqi was forced to study hard along with the others. Although he didn't do it from the bottom of his heart, he still studied seriously.

At this time, the little guy's handwriting was already very good. He was full of confidence and felt that his handwriting must be the best.

When Xiaoqi collected the articles, he secretly glanced at everyone's handwriting and felt that other people's handwriting in the class was not as good as his.

As for Xiaoqi, Chenchen and Yangshu, they can barely be considered as being on par with him.

However, the little guy was still not convinced, and wondered if he should secretly work hard to surpass these annoying little masters.

Master Ming took the thick stack of rice paper from Xiao Qi's hand and checked it carefully word by word. If he found any mistakes, he would circle them and then write his comments.

There were only 12 people in the class, and we all finished reading it in no time.

The teacher not only circled the wrong places, but also readjusted everyone's positions from best to worst.

The first one was Chenchen. The teacher took the article he had just written down and said with a smile on his face:

"Although Mu Chen is the youngest, his handwriting is the best, and he didn't make any mistakes in the sentences he recited. It's obvious that he studies very hard."

Although Chenchen usually looked like he had no desires, he was very happy to be praised by the teacher. He showed a pair of cute dimples and looked well-behaved and cute.

Next was Xiao Shitou. His handwriting was very neat. Although it lacked some spirit, it was quite good for his age and he received a lot of praise from the teacher.

Then the teacher praised Yang Shu and Chen Lichun, saying that their handwriting was also good and they were careful and serious, and all the answers they wrote down were correct.

As for Xiaoqi, the little guy's handwriting is indeed good, but he is really careless. He wrote two characters wrong in "Hundred Family Surnames".

Not only was the little guy not praised, but he was also scolded by Master Ming with a stern face, and was required to copy the article five times.

As for him, he made some mistakes in writing certain words, so Master Ming punished him by making him copy all of them five times.

After the teacher left, Xiao Qi lay on the table pitifully.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Xiao Shitou and Chenchen gathered around him.

Xiao Qi thought the two brothers would comfort him, but he didn't expect them to be so inhumane and actually asked him to copy it quickly.

Xiao Qi was so angry that his face turned red, and the ahoge on his head trembled: "Break up, I tell you, we must break up today."

Chenchen was not afraid of him, and smiled provocatively in his ear:

"Although we may be friends, I advise you to finish the copy you are punished to do quickly, otherwise you will be beaten again when you go back."

Xiao Qi was not convinced and wanted to argue with Chen Chen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, Little Stone stuffed a brush into his palm, and the little guy urged him seriously:

"Stop talking nonsense and copy it quickly."

Xiao Qi saw that Zhu Zhixin and Lin Biao were having fun outside, but the two young teachers beside them were staring at him.

The little guy dared not speak out, and could only mutter in grievance:

"Humph, you all bully me."

Little Shitou was honest. Seeing that he was unhappy, he patiently ground ink for him, and Chenchen also helped him put the rice paper away.

The two brothers helped him prepare everything, and Xiaoqi had no choice but to lower his head and start copying.

Alas, his good brother loves studying too much, what can he do (*?????).