MTL - Rise From the Humble-Chapter 70 Candidates who are cursed and bad-mouthed

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  Chapter 70 Candidates Cursed to Speak Bad

   Blush red sandalwood curtain, Yunluo silk and satin press embroidery bed

  The room is exquisitely furnished, full of extravagance everywhere, and full of the atmosphere of a girl's life everywhere, and the wiping pocket handkerchiefs of the daughter's home are also scattered in the room.

   This is a boudoir of a daughter's family.

   There is also a desk carved with peonies in the boudoir. There is a large window in front of the desk. There is a vase next to the window. It is winter, and a winter plum is inserted, which looks more girlish. There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, and there are several hand-written books on the right side. The books say "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "Swordsman". There is a thick stack.

In the middle of the desk is an unfinished "Dragon and Babu". A girl is sitting in front of the desk with a pen. The girl is wearing a fluffy cloak and a plain white cotton coat inside. The cotton coat is embroidered with silk thread. The plum blossoms are in full bloom, the girl is slender, and although her pretty face is young, she already shows her charming appearance.

  The young girl Xian Xiansu held on to the brush, but for some reason she seemed restless and couldn't write for a long time.

   "Ah, miss, the villain from the neighboring village really went to catch up with the exam, and many people went to send it off." A bun girl with buns **** in a bun came in quickly, chirping.

   "Just go, isn't it just a toad rushing for the exam!" The girl in front of the desk showed a disgusted expression on her pretty face, as if she was not at all interested in the news from the little maid.

   "But, but what if he passes the exam?" The steamed bun girl hesitated for a while and said, the little round face was slightly flushed, as if a touch of rouge had been applied.

  In case you pass the exam.

   "How can there be any chance, how can a toad who is greedy, rascal, and spineless and hides behind others to fish in troubled waters, how can he pass the exam!" The girl at the desk lost her temper, got up and began to teach the little maid.

   "Oh, but he's very smart, he has fooled us many times." The bun girl still hesitated.

   "Stupid Huaer, you were lied to, I have never been fooled!"

   This sentence seemed to have just reached the cat's tail. The girl at the desk frowned, and took a brush to draw a little **** on the little maid's face.

   "Miss." The steamed stuffed maid called out a little aggrieved.

   "Don't talk, don't erase it all day today! If you erase it, I will sell you to Mother Flower!" The girl in front of the desk casually threw the brush on the desk, pointed at the little maid with her slender fingers and threatened with a straight face.

   "Miss." Baozi's maid, Hua'er, was aggrieved against Xiao Wangba.

  The girl drew a little **** on the face of the little maid, and she seemed to be in a better mood, but immediately thought of something again, her pretty face pulled down, her white teeth bit her red lips, and her eyes were full of shame and anger.

  It seems that I have also been painted on my face by some bad guy. It seems that I also had such a hobby of drawing little **** on other people's faces at that time.

  Damn, hate!

   That superficially silly little toad is the worst, worst little **** in the world!

   Must not pass the exam

Oh no

   What if Toad passed the exam?

   No, I don’t want him to pass the exam!

  Yes, how old is he? He has only studied for a few years. It is impossible for him to pass the exam. What are you worrying about?

But when I think about that little toad who drew a little **** on his face, he is so angry. It seems that he has suffered a lot from him. How can he draw a little **** on his face, and he is so happy to paint it!

  The girl couldn't help but recall memories from the past.

  That was when I was a child

   Not long after the bad guy’s family was separated

  I brought the painting to the bad guy and asked him to tell a story during the break between classes

  But the bad guy just didn’t talk about it, and he wouldn’t eat something delicious if he was given it. He couldn’t get angry, so he got angry and blamed his father for borrowing usury.

Then the **** squinted his eyes and smiled foolishly and made a bet for himself, saying that we would do a competition together, and if either of himself and Huaer won, he would tell us a story, and he could also make a request, if both himself and Huaer lost, He can have a request.

I can also see that although he smiles stupidly, his eyes are angry, but either of me and Hua'er can win, and I am not stupid than him, not to mention that if I dare not bet, I will be laughed at by him , I agreed.

   I didn't expect, I didn't expect. I didn't expect this toad to be a rascal at all!

  Compare who pee farther.

  What, thanks to him daring to bring it up, he and Hua'er are both girls, how could he do such a shameful thing! Although I am young, I know how to do that kind of thing in front of boys!

  Although I slapped him, but I and Hua'er abstained and were embarrassed to do it, so I still lost the game.

  The request made by the little toad was to use a brush to draw a picture on the face of himself and Huaer, and draw a little bastard

   That little **** laughed so much when he drew it! I also saw that he was happy to paint, so I wanted to try it, but I didn't expect that it would be a very happy thing to draw a little **** on someone else's face, and then it got out of hand.

   That little toad looks naive on the surface, but in fact you are so bad! Therefore, God must bless and bless this kind of bad guy.

  Changting, not far from Xiahe Village and Shanghe Village, was saying goodbye to his family and villagers when Zhu Pingan suddenly sneezed.

   "Strange, is there someone speaking ill of me behind my back?" Zhu Pingan rubbed his nose and thought to himself, no, everyone is speaking ill of me openly, such as

"Hey, this time you should be accumulating experience. It's normal to fail for the first time." The uncle was wearing a round collar with large sleeves, and he had a somewhat suave feeling. He was standing in front of Zhu Pingan and took out a pair of clothes. The elder's posture is earnest and kind.

  Speaking of which, the exam hasn’t been done yet, Zhu Ping’an looked at his uncle speechlessly.

  Of course not only the uncle, but other villagers who came to see him off also thought so, and comforted Zhu Pingan with all their tongues.

  Even mother Chen is not optimistic about herself.

   "That's right, son, your uncle hasn't passed the exam for twenty or thirty years, so don't worry too much if you don't pass the exam this time."

Mother Chen is very dissatisfied with uncle, not only because of what he said just now, but mainly because a few years ago, uncle used Zhu's father's name to borrow usury, so Zhu's father was beaten and kicked out of the house, and grandfather and uncle came to the house a few days ago Borrowing money, the most irritating thing is that the wood at home was lent to him, so the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten.

  Uncle couldn't bear the face of Chen's words.

   "This time, for me, it can be said to be out of pocket." The uncle didn't know where the self-confidence came from, and he smiled confidently with his beard. His clothes fluttered in the cold wind, and he was very demeanor of a famous Confucian master.

  The people in the village are also more optimistic about the uncle, and they are full of compliments, saying that they will wait for the uncle to come back and hold a banquet.

  Uncle is also very gracious one by one to thank.

Only Zhu Ping'an was neglected in front of the door. Zhu's father and elder brother were both seldom-spoken people, and there was probably no consolation in their eyes. Mrs. Chen just told Zhu Ping'an to eat well, drink well, and dress well. There was no hope at all. Zhu Ping'an passed the exam this time.

  (end of this chapter)