Chapter 61: The Legendary Shen Family's Clan Studies (Part 1)

  Following Shen Jing eastward, passing through several small courtyards, they arrived at a secluded courtyard hidden among the flowers and trees, which was indeed an ideal place for reading.

  As he walked to the front of the gate, Shen Mo saw a plaque hanging above the hidden door with the words "Wen Kui". As he entered the gate, he saw a small courtyard filled with ink bamboo. In the center of the courtyard was a stone table and a circle of stone stools, facing the northern wing of the house. The wing was a three-bay grand hall, with a plaque hanging above the central door with the words "Ming Xin Jian Xing".

  As I walked into the bright and tidy study, all I saw was a large desk facing several rows of neatly arranged desks. The books and stationery on the desks were also neatly arranged, clearly showing that Mr. required extremely high standards. When Shen Mo and the two of them entered, there were already over ten children of various ages in the study, reciting loudly with their hands behind their backs.

  These young boys were of varying ages, the older ones looking even more mature than Shen Jing, while the younger ones looked only five or six years old. The books they carried on their backs were also different, some carrying "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Text", while others carried "Analects of Confucius" and "Book of History". However, when they recited, it didn't sound chaotic at all, but rather harmonious and pleasant to the ear.

  Seeing that the teacher had not arrived, Shen took a deep breath and quietly led Shen to the last row, pointing to an empty desk and saying in a low voice: "This is the only empty seat." Then he sat down next to him and said: "Let's sit down and wait for the teacher."

  He nodded silently, sat down beside Shen Jing, and prepared to open his backpack to find a book to pretend to read... Alright, he had to admit, Dad's feeling last night was right, after eight or nine years back in the classroom, it was hard for him to calm down and study seriously.

  He also knew that this was very dangerous, because his own future prospects were all pinned on these few thin books. If he didn't study hard, he feared that he would truly end up with "nothing to show for it".

  He casually opened a book and silently repeated to himself: 'There is a golden house in the book, there is a beauty like jade in the book...' to strengthen his faith.

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  Straining to exert his strength, Shen Mo suddenly felt a footstep beside him, and then heard Shen Jing angrily shout: "You dare?!" Immediately afterwards, a strong gust of wind came towards him, and Shen Mo subconsciously dodged backwards, barely avoiding a big slap.

  Rubbing his nose, which had been slapped, he stood up in silence, shocked and angry, only to see a big fat man standing in front of him, still holding the pose of slapping.

  His face suddenly turned gloomy, clenching his fists and asking, "What do you want to do?"

  "Come on, don't be tense." The fat guy was half a head taller than him and even more rough-looking, with a provocative smile all over his face: "Kid, get out of the way, we're going to take something." As he spoke, he reached back to pull Shen Mo aside, trying to move him away.

  What else could this be but provocation? Shen silently raised his hand, wanting to slap away the fatty's dirty hand, but his strength was far inferior to the other's. Instead, he was grasped by the fatty, who looked at him with a cat-playing-with-mouse expression and sneered: "Heh, you still want to resist, let me show you some color." As he spoke, he raised his other hand, ready to slap Shen's ear.

  Shen Jing roared with anger, wanting to rush forward to help, but was firmly blocked by the other two young men. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free and could only shut his eyes in distress. Then he heard a dull thud followed by a mournful scream like that of a slaughtered pig.

  Doesn't look like a slap on the ear? Shen Jing hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see that fatty curled up on the ground like a shrimp, writhing with no air coming out.

  Shen Mo still maintained the motion of kicking... It turned out that before Fatso stretched out his hand, Shen Mo had already kicked him in the crotch, instantly ending the fight.

  The whole room of students stopped reading and stared at Shen Mo in shock, thinking that this new student was really ruthless.

  "Alright, kiddo." A long-faced young man suddenly appeared from somewhere, pointing at the silently smiling Shen Mo and said with a strange tone: "You hit someone, you've hit someone!" As he spoke, he grabbed the hair of an elementary school student next to him and asked: "What happens when you hit someone in school?"

  "I'll be expelled... Waaah..." The child muttered a reply with puckered lips, then began to sob quietly, it really hurt too much.

  The long-faced young man finally let go of his hand and said with a gloating expression: "Congratulations, you're going to be expelled before school even starts."

  Shen silently rubbed his sore wrist and said expressionlessly: "He hit me first."

  "Hit you first, how come I didn't see?" said Long Face with a grin.

  "You just turned your back on me." Shen Mo said calmly.

  "Huh...?" The long-faced man was choked for a moment, pointing at the two young men carrying Shen Jing: "Those two didn't turn their backs on him, did they?"

  Those two young men, one thin and small, the other with a pockmarked face, nodded immediately like chickens pecking at rice: "We saw it, this kid was indeed the first to make a move."

  "Hmm, what else can you say now?" Chang Lian said with a pleased expression.

  "You four are in cahoots." Shen Mo said calmly: "Of course we'll make a false confession together."

  "You... have a sharp tongue! The long-faced man's face turned into a horse's face: "Since you said he made the first move, where are your injuries? Bring out your bruises for everyone to see?"

  "Internal injury." Shen Mo was frugal with his words, but the long-faced young man was so angry that he stumbled and almost fell over. Suddenly, a thought dawned on him - it's pointless to argue with this guy...

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  One plan fails, another one emerges, the long-faced young man is ready to make an issue out of Fatso's injury.

  He was just about to speak up when he saw the fat man on the ground swaying back and forth, and surprisingly, he got up by himself.

  "Who woke you up!" The long-faced young man kicked him twice in a flurry, saying: "Pig-headed fool!"

  "Oh oh." It's unclear whether he was kicked in pain or responding with a voice, but the fatty "oh oh" called out twice and actually lay down again, swaying back and forth.

  "Get up, just get up!" the long-faced young man roared in anger: "What are you lying down for again?" As he spoke, 'thud thud', two more kicks landed heavily on Pao's back, causing him to jump up in pain and shout out in infinite grievance: "Getting up isn't right, lying down isn't right either, you're really hard to serve!" Instantly, the room was filled with suppressed snickers.

  Even Shen Mo and Shen Jing, who were both seething with anger, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  The young man with a long face turned red and white, and shouted angrily: "Stop laughing!" The study room suddenly fell silent.

  "Kid, don't laugh, you'll be crying soon." He pointed at Shen Mo and coldly smiled: "Do you know why he let you get up?"

  Division line

  Finally arrived at the legendary Shen's Clan Academy, seeking votes...