Chapter 195 A Close Call
Mr. Ding glanced at the list and confirmed it again, "Liu Pingling, right? A girl?"
Si Niang nodded, "Yes, my name is Liu Pingling, and I'm a girl."
After saying that, Si Niang heard a troubled sigh, "Girl..."
Si Niang tilted her head in confusion. What happened to the girl?
Master Cheng waved his hand and said, "You can write, right? There is paper and pen over there, write an article."
"Yes, Master."
Si Niang agreed, turned around and walked to the desk that had been prepared in advance and knelt down. The small desk didn't look much taller than the desk. She added water to grind the ink stick, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink and started writing on the paper without any fear.
The characters she wrote were very large and the handwriting was only neat, and one could still tell that she was writing a small passage from the Analects.
There was a difficult character that I didn't know how to write, so I circled it.
After finishing writing and putting down the pen, Si Niang resisted the urge to rub her wrist, slowly stood up, and retreated to the desk, "Please take a look, sir."
The three teachers came over together. Si Niang was a little nervous because her handwriting was indeed not good.
But her father and mother's handwriting was not very good, so this was all they could teach her.
Fortunately, she was still young, and the three teachers were much more tolerant of her. They nodded, took the paper, informed her that the assessment was over, and went out to wait for news.
Si Niang remembered what Jinbao and Jinhua said about checking and crossing the boxes, and she also wanted the master to give her some.
Unfortunately, I was let out after writing, and I no longer had the chance to go up to the teacher to check his work.
Si Niang could only give the young man an encouraging look and retreat.
There was a quarter of an hour between her and the previous girl who came out. One could guess that the gentleman must have asked a lot of questions and she answered a lot of them.
"How is it? Are you scared?" When Qin Yao received the child, her first reaction was not to ask about her grades, but to care about her emotions.
The mentality is unstable and the performance is not accurate.
Dalang and Erlang also came over and said they would buy her snacks or something to coax her.
Si Niang shook her head. She was not afraid, but she didn't know how to describe Mr. Ding's conflicted sigh.
"Mother, I don't think the teacher likes me." Si Niang said in a low voice.
Qin Yao's heart skipped a beat, but she looked relaxed as she helped the little girl adjust the towel on her head. "Sometimes people's feelings aren't always right. Let's wait for the results."
Si Niang nodded: "Okay!"
Sanlang was the second to last to come out, led out by a servant. His eyes were already red, and he was still reciting the poems he had memorized at home. The servant looked helpless, raised his head and asked loudly:
"Liu Ziming's family, come and take your child away!"
Qin Yao and the others hurried forward, "What's wrong?"
The servant said, "I just saw the master stumble and fall. Maybe he got hurt somewhere. You should take him to see a doctor quickly. Don't let him get hurt!"
After sending the child to his family, the servant turned around and left in a hurry, as if he was afraid of being blackmailed.
When Qin Yao heard this, she quickly carried Sanlang to the shaft of the carriage and asked him where he had hit himself.
Sanlang opened his rabbit-like red eyes, pointed at his knees with his little finger, and hummed.
Qin Yao lifted up her trouser leg to take a look. She saw a little skin breakage on her knee and some red marks, minor injuries that were not even skin injuries. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was so scared. I thought something was wrong." Liu Zhong patted his chest and came forward to ask curiously:
"How did you fall? Did you fall after you replied to the Master? Or did you fall out before you even saw the Master?"
After being blew twice by A-niang, San-lang stopped crying and replied in a low voice: "I have already answered the teacher's questions. I tripped when I came out. It hurts so much."
Hearing this, the nervous hearts of the adults immediately relaxed. As long as they passed the test, everything would be fine.
But he fell before leaving. Would the teachers think that he had some congenital deficiency?
Qin Yao looked at the Liu brothers, who also looked at her. Forget it, just wait for the result.
Sanlang's performance was actually quite good. Although he was timid, he answered all the questions the teacher asked.
And as soon as they saw him, the three masters discovered that he and Si Niang were twins, with identical little faces but completely different personalities, which brought the three masters a lot of fun.
It's just that the little guy is too timid and doesn't talk as much as his sister.
Sanlang still remembered that before the master asked him to come out, he said: "How can a man be so timid? Go out with your head held high and your chest held high."
Then, when he raised his head, he tripped over the high stone steps.
After listening to the little guy's retelling, Qin Yao couldn't help but raise her hand to support her forehead. These teachers really have nothing to do but care about other people's personalities!
Sanlang was still sad. He grabbed the corner of Qin Yao's clothes and whispered, "Mother, am I not a man?"
Qin Yao answered simply and rudely: "You are! It's just that you are a special kind. There are many types of men, not just one kind."
The men around him all looked over and asked curiously, "Third sister-in-law, what other types of men are there?"
Qin Yao glared, "Ask me about beating people again."
Several people immediately shut up and paced back and forth beside the carriage, waiting for the next two rounds of assessments to be completed and the results to be announced.
The wait lasted until dusk, when the assessment was finally completed.
After the assessment, they waited for about a quarter of an hour before the three teachers walked out of the gate and announced the admission list.
The names read out first were those of the twelve great families.
Then, he heard the names Liu Jinbao and Liu Ziming, and Liu Bo was very excited.
Sanlang was only happy for a moment, and then he and his brothers and sisters anxiously waited for their sister's name.
But the teachers had already read the name of the twenty-eighth person, and before they heard the three words "Liu Pingling", the expressions of the mother and son gradually became serious.
"Lüliang!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Another parent whose name was called responded with surprise on behalf of his child.
There is only one left.
Mr. Ding suddenly raised his head and looked for something in the crowd.
Si Niang seemed to sense something and took two steps forward excitedly, looking over there with anticipation.
When their eyes met, Mr. Ding narrowed his eyes in surprise, and then announced the last selected name.
"Liu Pingling"
"I'm here!" Si Niang immediately raised her hands, as if she had been waiting for this moment. The bright and proud smile on her face was hotter than the midday sun.
Mr. Ding sighed helplessly in his heart. Fortunately, he chose her, otherwise he would not have seen such a passionate gaze.
"Mother, Si Niang was chosen!" Erlang said excitedly.
Afraid that she didn't know, Sanlang also said: "Mother, Si Niang has been selected, we can go to school together!"
Qin Yao looked at the children's happy smiles, raised her hand to touch her chest, and let out a long sigh.
"Wow!" A loud cry of a girl came from behind. Liu Zhong turned around distressed, pulled the rejected girl to him, and touched her little face. "It's okay, it's okay. There will be another chance next year. Come again next year."
Da Lang and Qin Yao looked at each other and thought to themselves that this was a close call.
(End of this chapter)