Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

"Fairness means that those who rank in the bottom five for three consecutive months may lose the qualification to study in the palace."

Yan Rong swept her cold eyes over the thirty students and said, "If you are still willing to waste your time on Chu Youhuang under such pressure, wake her up now. I will ask her to write a letter of apology and put it on the wall."

No one dared to say a word when the new system was mentioned. The Intermediate Class 1 was also known as the preparatory class for the advanced class. To put it bluntly, it was the prince's companion study alternative class.

They had all risen up step by step. If they were demoted at this moment, all their years of hard work would be wasted. For a moment, everyone looked down at the test papers and said nothing.

Seeing that no one was saying anything, Yan Rong said, "Very good. If no one has any objections, let's start talking about the test paper. Check the answers while you listen. See how many questions you got right, and you will know your level."

Although Guo Qianxue didn't say it, she was still not convinced in her heart. No matter how nicely Mr. Yan Rong spoke, he was only obviously favoring Chu Youhuang.

Thinking about the swordplay class in the afternoon and the challenge issued yesterday, Chu Youhuang must not know that true fairness is: over the years, countless outstanding students in the Palace Academy have failed in the seemingly fair swordplay class.

Shen Huaiyue gritted his teeth and waited until the get out of class was over, then stood up and prepared to wake Youhuang up.

You Huang got up by himself, stretched himself and said, "Let's go, let's go eat. We have meat today."

"What if there is no meat?" Shen Huaiyue asked after a moment of surprise.

"I will go home immediately if there is no meat to eat."

Youhuang is in a good mood today. If every gentleman has the awareness of Mr. Yan Rong, it would be a good idea to come to the palace to study.

Shen Huaiyue was discouraged and said, "It's a pity that I didn't solve the last question. It would have been great if you had explained it to me yesterday. I could have solved one more question."

"The last two questions test your adaptability. If you are interested, you can do them when you have time." You Huang smiled and comforted him, "The way to improve your arithmetic score is to do more exercises. Go through all the question types and your score will definitely improve."

The two of them came to the dining hall, where there were already quite a few people. When they saw Youhuang, they thought of what happened yesterday and had meaningful expressions on their faces.

"Chu Youhuang..."

Just as I was about to take the tray, I heard a familiar call.

Youhuang turned around puzzled, and saw someone standing outside with a smile on his face.

The other students all looked at her strangely, but Yan Rong said calmly, "After discussion, you will eat in the faculty and staff canteen in the future, so as not to disturb others."

If I hadn't been asked to write a poem in the morning, You Huang would have been happy, but... after thinking for a moment, he said, "It's not impossible for me to eat in the faculty cafeteria, but you can't force me to write a poem, or it will affect my mood for eating."

"Don't worry, let's go."

Yan Rong didn't waste any words and turned and left.

You Huang said to Shen Huaiyue: "I will be back soon. I will teach you a book on arithmetic later."

"Go quickly, don't keep Mr. Yan waiting for too long." Shen Huaiyue urged Youhuang, and reminded him, "Remember not to talk nonsense in front of Mr. Yan."

"I see."

Ying Wan Youhuang happily caught up with Yan Rong.

Yan Rong smiled and said, "Why don't you ask Gong Xue how to deal with the dining room?"

You Huang said disapprovingly: "Whether to pursue the matter or not is up to the palace school. As long as it doesn't affect my ability to eat meat, that's fine."

Experience from previous lives tells me not to underestimate any cafeteria auntie. They are all relatives of someone in the school management. You can make some noise but know when to stop.

"You are quite insightful." Yan Rong smiled.

"If you don't even understand this, then you've spent ten years in the South Market for nothing."

"You don't seem to be at all ashamed that others know you've lived in South Market for ten years."

Yan Rong came from a famous family in Jiangnan and knew how important reputation was to a woman's life, but Chu Youhuang didn't take it seriously at all.

You Huang thought for a moment and said, "Other women would be taboo because they need to have a good reputation and find a good support for themselves, but I can be a support for others, so naturally I don't need to be taboo or hide my past experiences."

“I’m curious, how do you become someone’s support?”

Seeing the heroic spirit of a man in a little girl, Yan Rong became more curious about Youhuang.

You Huang thought for a moment and said, "In addition to fortune-telling, I can also make tea that is better than the four famous teas, brew wine with different tastes and aromas, make soybeans into food that looks like white jade, make seasonings that make dishes more delicious, and make paper that is more suitable for painting, such as peach blossom paper, etc."

"Speaking of tea..." Yan Rong said thoughtfully, "I once drank very good tea at your fourth uncle's place."

"It's the green tea I gave to my fourth uncle, but the method of frying that kind of tea has been taken away by Tianji Pavilion. However, I still have many other methods of frying tea."

What Tianji Pavilion wanted to take away was only the method of making green tea. She also knew the methods of roasting many kinds of tea, including black tea and jasmine tea. Youhuang proudly told Yan Rong that tea was one of her masterpieces, and she also believed in what her fourth uncle believed in.

"Why does Tianji Pavilion follow your method of making tea?"

Yan Rong was not affected by the various skills and asked directly to the point of the question.

You Huang put away his smile and said unhappily, "Because I need their help, they don't lack money, so I had to give them something they don't have as a reward."

"There's a lot of resentment." Yan Rong chuckled.

"How can I be willing to have my first pot of gold taken away just like that?"

The answer seemed to make Yan Rong feel interesting and funny. This little girl was indeed a treasure. You could dig up a lot of good things by getting along with her.

When they arrived at the faculty canteen, You Huang greeted everyone generously, took the tray, ordered the dishes quickly, and sat opposite Yan Rong to eat without even raising his head.

Murong Xuan was sitting opposite him and tried to speak several times but was stopped by Yan Rong.

You Huang was in a good mood today. When he looked up and saw Murong Xuan's dark circles, he took the initiative to say, "Mr. Murong, those two sentences are really not poetry. Don't waste time studying them."

I didn't expect that just two lines of Tang poetry would have such a strong impact.

Although Tang poetry is good, it cannot be copied casually, especially since there are many place names in the poem that did not exist in this time and space.

When the time comes, how can she explain what Juyan is, how to explain that it is Hansai and Xiaoguan, so she must insist that this is not a poem.

"How can such a good artistic conception be considered a poem?" Murong Xuan looked at You Huang and said seriously, "Being easy to understand and having a sense of picture is the highest realm of poetry writing."

"Cousin Huaiyue, even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince finds it vulgar..."

“They have never seen good poetry.”

Murong Xuan interrupted You Huang directly and patiently advised: "Don't worry, go back and think about it slowly, you will eventually figure it out."

The teacher was so humble, what else could You Huang say? He said helplessly: "I will try my best, but I can't guarantee that I can write it. However, I have two other similar sentences ready."

"Two other similar sentences?"

Murong Xuan glanced at Yan Rong and found that he also had a confused look on his face, obviously he had never heard of it either.