The students were worried that the overnight results would finally come out.

Early in the morning, Master Liu walked into the classroom with a stack of test papers in his arms. He put the test papers on the table and smiled: "I think many students didn't sleep well last night!"

There was no laughter in class, and the atmosphere became even more tense.

Fanning glanced at Zhu Pei beside her, saw her straightening her waist, staring at the papers on the table without blinking.

Master Liu said again: "Let's talk about the prizes of the top three first! The first place is a copybook of a famous artist, the second place I will reward him with a good Qingyan, and the third place is a good wolf hair."

Master Liu also taught calligraphy classes in the school, so his prizes were naturally related to calligraphy.

"Okay, let's talk about yesterday's exam. Overall, it didn't disappoint me. Although most students didn't finish it, which was as expected by me, at least more than half of it wrote eight articles, and there were few mistakes, which is very good!"

After a pause, Master Liu said, "Everyone knows my rating criteria. First, look at the familiarity with the Analects of Confucius, and second, look at calligraphy..."

Fan Ning's heart sank. If he wanted to read calligraphy, he might not be able to enter the top three this time.

At this time, the assistant teacher had already sent the paper. Fanning glanced at his score. The score was the highest, which was the highest score. He breathed a sigh of relief.

The scoring standards for the Song Dynasty exam were the same as those for the imperial examination, and were divided into six grades: ‘upper, upper, upper, upper, lower, lower, lower, lower, six grades.

Each level is divided into Class A and Class B. Fanning's rolled-up foot is marked with a character B. His score is that he lost points in his calligraphy. However, this is not a calligraphy exam. Calligraphy accounts for not much, so Fanning's final score is still quite high.

"This time, Liu Kang was the third place. He silently wrote eight articles, but the eight articles are good, and his calligraphy is still good, and he scored in the top grade."

All the students applauded and congratulated. Fan Ning looked back and Liu Kang was so excited that his face turned red, and he scratched his head and laughed.

"This time, Fan Ning is the second place. All ten articles are right, and the score is the best grade."

There were whispers in the classroom, and Fanning didn't win the first place. Although the owner didn't say it, everyone knows that Fanning must have lost points in calligraphy.

Fan Ning stared at his paper, and the lack of calligraphy once again hurt him.

Zhu Pei's face became solemn and he pursed his lips.

Master Liu looked at her and said slowly: "The first place is Zhu Pei, all ten chapters are right, one word is good, the calligraphy is excellent, and the score is the best."

A burst of warm applause suddenly burst out in the class. Zhu Pei breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled like a flower for a moment, and glanced at Fanning proudly.

Fanning smiled, "Congratulations!"

"well enough!"

Zhu Pei felt relieved all over and finally suppressed Fan Daidai beside him.

"But I won't take this kind of competition to heart, it's not interesting."

The assistant teacher put the prize on the three-person table, Fan Ning was a green inkstone worth hundreds of cents.

Although it is far from the Duan inkstone given to her by Ouyang Qian, it is much better than the old stone inkstone he uses for a few cents now.

Zhu Pei flipped through the copybook and threw it to Fan Ning, "It's not rare for the copybook of the yameni to give it to you."

Fan Ning took a look and found it was "The Collection of Inscriptions of Liu Gongquan". He had read it in the town book shop and the price was 150 yuan.

"This copybook is good, why not?"

"Hmph! The country kids have no knowledge. I'll show you what a good copybook is."

Fanning raised her eyebrows, "Then I want to see it."

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Until noon after school, Liu Kang was still immersed in the excitement of being third.

"I got a ranking in the first exam, and my dad will definitely reward me well today."

Fanning smiled and said, "Are you going home today?"

Liu Kang looked at him strangely, "Don't you know that today's holiday?"

Fanning was startled, "I've only been in school for four days, and I'm going to have a holiday?"

"That's because you've been in the class, we've been in school for nine days."

The Song Dynasty schools implemented a ten-day break system, with one day off every ten days. There are also various legal festivals, such as the New Year's Day, Shangyuan, Cold Food Festival, Tianqing, and Winter Solstice. These five festivals will be on holiday for seven days.

Fan Ning had just entered the school and didn't care about holidays. Unexpectedly, the first holiday came only four days after school.

“When will school be over?”

"Of course, just like usual, you can go home after practicing calligraphy in the afternoon."

Perhaps because of the end of the ten-day period, the dishes today were pretty good. Fanning took a steamed crab, a plate of dried bamboo shoots and a plate of fried vegetarian food, and then served a bowl of egg soup, two meat buns and a bowl of rice.

Fan Ning returned to his seat and sat down, Liu Kang whispered to him: "Be careful about Fan Jiang, he hates you very much."

"Why?"

"He scored in the middle and lower grades today, and the last one. Master Liu called him and scolded him hard, as if he took you out and compared you. He said that they were all surnamed Fan, but he was not even half of you."

"That was his own question, what does it have to do with me?"

Fan Ning glanced at Fan Jiang and saw that he was full of anger and was staring at him fiercely.

"Let's have dinner quickly. After dinner, I have to ask someone to bring a message to my father. He doesn't know that I'm on holiday today."

Fanning twisted off one of the crab claws and started chewing it carefully.

At this time, a sarcastic sarcasm came from behind, "The poor are the poor, two broken scribble sit together."

Almost all the children in the school have wealthy families, and their clothes are not silk and satin, but Fan Ning and Liu Kang are wearing straight lines.

Liu Kang's family was also well off. Her mother made him a few satin sachets, but in order to accompany Fan Ning, he also wore a piece of sachet.

Especially now that the weather is getting colder, the gap between the rich and the poor is becoming more obvious. Almost all the students are wearing fur coats. Fanning has no fur coats and has to wear three pieces of clothes to keep the cold.

Fan Ning's face darkened and ignored Fan Jiang behind him.

"Fanning, I guess your mother is so poor that she has never seen silk and married in linen."

Fan Ning picked up the soup bowl on the table and splashed it with his backhand. Fan Jiang was caught off guard and was splashed on his face.

He was embarrassed and shouted angrily: "Fanning, you bastard!"

"Bang!"

Fanning slapped the table, stood up and stared at him and said, "If you have the ability, fight and go outside with me to see how I deal with you!"

He picked up the long-handled iron spoon that scooped the soup from the soup bowl, "I dare not come here to be a bastard!" Fanning said a word and walked out strode out.

There was a silence in the canteen, and everyone's eyes looked at Fan Jiang. Fan Jiang felt guilty and said stubbornly: "Who is he? My father can kill him with just one finger!"

"Let's go!" He took his two younger brothers and slipped away from the side door.

A burst of laughter broke out in the canteen.

Fanning walked out of the school gate, and he looked at the gray sky and breathed a long sigh.

Fan Jiang called his grandfather's name directly, but he no longer cared about it, but Fan Jiang was so rude that he actually humiliated his mother.

Although they are of the same race, they are more hateful than outsiders.

At this time, Liu Kang ran out, "Fan Ning!"

"Why haven't that bastard come yet?"

"He's just a softie and slipped through the back door."

Fanning snorted heavily, "It's a bargain!"

"Forget it, you splashed him in the face, you've already taught him a lesson. Go back! The chef is looking for spoons everywhere!"

Fanning handed him the spoon, "I'll go to the dock and I'll be back soon."

"You should be careful!"

Fanning nodded and walked quickly towards the dock.

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Chapter completed!