When I wore it on the poor scholar, the academy was holding the "World's No. 1 Volume King" competition. The classmates who have been studying hard for three years and can only shake their heads are like bronze players in the eyes of me, a modern test-taker. When Jiangnan Xuezheng asked me, pointing to the son of a powerful man who was provoking trouble, "Why do you call me the King of Juan?" I clasped my fists and bowed: "No, Juan does not mean studying hard." Brother Chen memorized 8,000 words in the Book of Rites the day before yesterday, but I only had 7,999 words. "Brother Zhang was reading "Five Classics of Justice" hard, and all of you started reciting "Li Sao" before the third quarter of Mao hour -" When the son of a powerful man turned green, a booklet suddenly fell out of the scholar's sleeve: "Five Years and Three Years of Simulation of the Imperial Examination".
