Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The students in the classroom were all dumbstruck: ”What book? Never heard of it.”

Jing Zhichen pondered for a moment and then said, ”Ancient Seal Script is a noble form of calligraphy, and what remains are mostly the relics of predecessors; it’s hard to find successors nowadays. But I’ve seen this script at the Imperial Museum — it’s very classical and elegant. Being able to write this way is akin to being a master of national studies or a master painter.”

Ao Xinghao proudly said from the back row, ”That’s right, calligraphy and painting are tied together — Ancient Seal Script is both writing and painting. You could call it calligraphy, and besides, a turtle is a tortoise, perfectly meeting the exam requirements.”

Chu Junmo said simply, ”This tortoise is well-written! I’d say it’s worth full marks!”

Only Bai Chi scratched his head, feeling that something was odd, and murmured quietly, ”How do I remember that Little Sister-in-law also knows this ancient-something-something script? Is it possible that Qingxin learned it from her?”

With a wave of strong support, everyone was convinced, and no one raised any more objections.

The teacher directly announced: ”Lan Qingxin, 100 points.”

Yet another score tied with Jing Zhichen!

The dorm leader with a bun-shaped face was about to cheer ”You two are a perfect match,” when he suddenly remembered Qin Xin’s warning from yesterday. He quickly closed his mouth and silently thought to himself, Young Master Jing really does match with Lan. If they become the Time Mage’s spouse, they could go anywhere they want in the future, how happy they would be.

”Next one,” the teacher urged.

Ao Xinghao, who was watching the commotion, snapped to, and quickly went to the front.

Oh no, but I haven’t prepared yet!

Ao Xinghao: ”Teacher, you mentioned before; we enrolled quite late, so our score can be flexible, right?”

Teacher: ”Mm-hmm.”

Ao Xinghao: ”Then as long as the pencil moves, even if I don’t draw a turtle, I should get 60 points, right? I’m not greedy, just 60 points will do.”

Teacher: ”Mm-hmm.”

Ao Xinghao gestured dramatically, pretending to chant a spell.

But the chalk didn’t budge.

Just as the teacher was growing impatient and ready to note down the score.

Ao Xinghao suddenly exclaimed excitedly: ”It’s moving, it’s moving, my chalk moved!”

Indeed, the chalk in front of him suddenly shot towards the blackboard, left a white dot, and then immediately bounced back.

The timing was just as the teacher lowered his head a moment ago.

The teacher only had time to see the pencil fly back, and the small round dot left on the blackboard.

With some leverage now, Ao Xinghao spoke boldly: ”Teacher, what I drew was the turtle’s eye. It’s still a drawing, you can’t just give me 60, can you? I’m not insisting on 100, but give it an 80 with a 20% discount, how about that?”

Teacher: ”...”

Earlier, saying that calligraphy was painting was one thing, but now even a mere dot can be claimed as a turtle’s eye?

And who was the one who said just 60 points was fine and they weren’t greedy???

Ultimately, the teacher recorded Ao Xinghao’s score as 69 points.

Thinking that even a single dot was worth 9 points wasn’t bad, Ao Xinghao grinned as he returned to his seat.

Next, it was Si Moyu’s exam.

He drew a line on the blackboard.

Following suit, he said: ”That’s the turtle’s tail.”

Teacher: ”...”

Alright then, another 69 points.

It was Bai Chi’s turn.

The chalk flew too quickly; just touching the blackboard, it rebounded so fast, it didn’t leave much behind except a small faint patch of chalk dust.

Bai Chi spoke confidently: ”I drew a turtle too; teacher, you need to be fair and give me 69 points as well.”

The teacher was so upset he blew his beard: ”How do you see a turtle in that?”

Bai Chi replied earnestly: ”I drew the turtle emitting a fart.”