"May I ask, how do you know how?"

Hearing the question, Eryang stopped fighting and turned seriously.

I saw that the question was a young supervisor with a blue silk ribbon tied in his waist.

The eldest brother had basically understood the hidden conditions for the master to accept disciples, so he looked down at the person and said with his head raised: "At least he can solve the five propositions independently."

But the prison student breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That night, I barely understood."

"Oh, how many ways can you calculate?" The eldest brother immediately changed to a horizontal look. The eldest brother of the Science School must respect science.

"Last year I got "Geometry First Look" from Dr. Li, and I spent all my spare time in late-life students solving problems." The student said weakly: "I just solved less than half of it..."

"Puff..." The eldest brother and the second brother squirted at the same time.

"What, what? You solved half of it?" Hua Shuyang widened his eyes. He was the descendant of Hua Hengfang and Hua Luogeng's genius mathematician, but he had only solved thirty-one propositions independently.

The eldest brother has seventeen records; the third brother is twenty; the fourth brother is not very good, only ten; the fifth brother has twenty.

Although I am a silly person from Shandong, I am never timid in Jiangsu and Zhejiang when doing questions.

"To be precise, there are thirty." The supervisor stretched out three fingers and asked unconfidently: "Is it too bad for young students?"

"It's okay..." The eldest brother tightened his face and glanced at Hua Shuyang and said, "My junior brother has solved it much more than you."

"Haha, it's normal..." Hua Shuyang's mouth twitched.

One is considered a lot? Is there too many, not many.

After asking the student to finish a geometric paper and proved that he was not bragging, Hua Shuyang took him into the inner room.

The prison student went out early in the morning, and it was already afternoon before he met Zhao Hao himself. He thought to himself, it was really not easy.

When he entered the door, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Student Zhang Jian, tribute student of the Imperial College, kowtow to Mr.

"Get up." Zhao Hao sat cross-legged on the kang, looking at the paper he answered, proving that he was concise and was indeed a rare scientific talent.

‘It’s a pity that he is a supervisor. It will affect the Tsinghua and Peking University rankings of our sect…’ Mr. Zhao thought so and glanced at Yu Shensi who was standing beside him.

The fifth junior brother was meticulous and understood immediately. The master disliked himself for being dragged on.

His eyes were red immediately, and he wanted to find a crack in the floor to get into it.

Alas, it’s really a mistake that has led to eternal regret. Looking back, it’s been a hundred years...

Fortunately, Zhang Jian could not understand the disgust in Zhao Hao's glance.

Otherwise, with his unconfident personality, he might have run out directly.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Haofang asked slowly: "You are a supervisor. You should focus on your career. Are you not afraid of going astray when studying science?"

"Sir, I don't know anything. The student has a problem and will faint in a small space." Then he saw Zhang Jian and said with a wry smile:

"At the previous autumn examination in Shaanxi, the student couldn't breathe as soon as he sat in the small room and finally fainted. When he woke up, he was already carried out."

"Uh..." Wu Yang said to himself when he heard this, the world is so big and unique.

I looked at my fifth junior brother and thought to myself, this is even worse than you, and I will never be able to take the imperial examination in my life...

Yu Shensi looked at Zhang Jian with sympathy, hoping that he could be put into the walls by his master, so that he would not be the worst in the future.

It can be seen that the simple Shandong people will become impure after staying with Jiangsu and Zhejiang people for a long time...

When Zhao Hao heard this, he couldn't help but feel moved, thinking that this person had "confined space phobia"?

He asked Zhang Jian, "Is this a problem you made when you were a child?"

Zhang Jian widened his eyes when he heard this, looked at Zhao Hao in surprise for a while, and asked in shock: "Is this also science?"

"Yes, medicine is also a science." Zhao Hao nodded, thinking that it's a pity that I don't know...

Zhang Jian nodded excitedly, as if he saw a miraculous doctor, looking at Zhao Hao with hope and said, "Can you cure this disease?"

"You talk about it first." Zhao Hao said without comment. He thought to himself that I can't cure...

"Yes. The reason is that when the student was five years old, he was tied up by a human trafficker and put it in a box for a day and a night. Although he was lucky enough to take it off later, as soon as he entered a similar place, I would feel fear, then be anxious, breathing rapidly, my heartbeats faster, blushing and sweating until I fainted..."

"The students didn't take it seriously at first, because as long as I didn't go to such closed places, I wouldn't get sick. When the boy took the exam, the students successfully passed the exam because they were all open-air exams. It was not until three years ago that they went to the provincial capital to participate in the autumn examination that they suddenly had an attack." Thinking of the bitterness, Zhang Jian couldn't help but turn red and choked up:

"In recent years, students have been sending medical treatment and asking for medicine in their hometowns, but it has not improved. Seeing that I was pitiful, Adults of Tixue sent me to the Imperial College and asked me to visit famous doctors in the capital while studying, but unfortunately they still have not improved."

"Last year of autumn examination, the students mustered up the courage and took the lucky heart to step into Shuntian Gongyuan again... As a result, they were carried out again..." Zhang Jian couldn't help but shed tears and said:

"Woooo, it's too hard for me..."

"Wuwu..." Hearing Zhang Jiansheng's sad experience, Yu Shensi cried and reflected on his master:

"Compared with him, the student is really in the midst of his blessings and he deserves to be blessed..."

"It's good that you know." Zhao Hao glanced at him and said to me, "Why did you cry?" I was so sad that I was so embarrassed that I didn't accept him.

But if you accept this useless man who is destined to fail to pass the exam, your 100% chance of Tsinghua and Peking University will definitely not be able to save it...

While hesitating, Zhao Hao heard someone cry again.

He was about to scold me and said, "I am still alive, why are you crying?"

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, it turned out that Mr. Zhao was back at some point.

Zhao Shouzheng's eyes were extremely shallow, and he was most shameful. He walked to the kang, took Zhang Jian's hand, and said to Zhao Hao:

"Son, it's up to you that father shouldn't interrupt your affairs. But this child is so pitiful that he can't walk the imperial examination road, and you won't accept him, and you won't waste such talent in vain?"

"Oh, okay..." Mr. Zhao said, what can Zhao Hao do? He asked students to listen to their own words, and first of all, they must set an example and listen to their father's words. This is called upward and downward results.

"Thank you for your affection and for your care in." Zhang Jian kept kowtowing hard, and Zhao Hao felt distressed when he saw it.

"Forget it, give the post to the master to the master quickly." The senior brother hurriedly supported him, took the post from Zhang Jian, and gave it to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao took it over and said nonsense: "Zhang Jian, a native of Jingyang, Shaanxi Province, was admitted to the boy's examination at the age of seventeen, and was ranked first in Ganzhou's Wei School. Since he was eighteen, he was in the hall to teach in Dai Zhongcheng's office. After that, he has carefully studied the "Book of Changes" and wrote "The Book of Changes" in the world..."

The other disciples' apprenticeship posts are only a few words, name, origin, education, and only this Jian's apprenticeship post is densely filled with one by one, and I wish I could remember all the time to help the old lady cross the road when I was a child.

This is of course also a manifestation of lack of confidence.

Fortunately, such a detailed description made Zhao Hao gradually get his name linked to a great man. Moreover, this great man also has a super great nephew.

In order to verify his guess, he asked a little abruptly:

"Jian, do you have a nephew?"

"Ah? Master asked me about this?" Zhang Jian was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer.
Chapter completed!