Who Said a Study Servant Can't Win the Imperial Exam? - Chapter 31 - The Teacher's Astonished Exclamation at the Unparalleled Genius 1

The four Young Masters reconciled.

They picked up their pens and continued working together on “The Legend of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit.”

This time, Pei Jian didn’t pretend anymore.

He looked at Cui Xian with embarrassment and said, “Xian, it’s my fault. You came up with such a brilliant story, and I made a mess of it.”

To be honest, Pei Jian wanted to write well.

But his skills just weren’t up to the task!

The other three Young Masters were equally frustrated.

Looking at the nonsense they had written, Li Heyu sighed and tentatively suggested, “How about… we hire a Scholar Candidate to write for Xian?”

Their writing was so poor that they feared ruining a great story!

“No way!”

Cui Xian refused without hesitation, saying earnestly, “We promised to be like Hero Rainbow Cat, to not give up, to not be failures. If we get someone else to write for us, how can we make the people at school see the four of you in a new light?”

That’s right!

Deep down, they were all holding onto a bit of pride.

Calling us failures and Rotten Wood, huh?

Just wait until we finish “The Legend of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit,” and you’ll be amazed, flipping through it in awe!

Just thinking about it made their blood boil, filling them with determination!

No, besides determination.

They needed a bit of a challenge.

The four Young Masters exchanged secretive glances.

Then.

Pei Jian pulled out a copy of “Dragon Script Whip Shadow” from the Book Chest and said to Cui Xian, “Xian, let me read this book with you. Later, when we write the storybook, you can go to your room and memorize it. We’ll check after you finish.”

“Okay, big brother.”

Cui Xian followed Pei Jian in reading the book, then took it and left the room.

The four Young Masters thought, Xian might be a Prodigy, recognizing words after reading them once.

But memorizing is harder than recognizing.

“Dragon Script Whip Shadow” has over four thousand words, extracted from the Twenty-Four Histories, “Zhuangzi,” and various myths and legends, involving more than two thousand references.

It’s the most challenging book among the beginner formal studies.

Back when Pei Jian and the others began formal studies, they were tormented by this book to the point of tears.

From being able to read it to memorizing it, it took them several months!

They wondered how long Xian would take.

But certainly not several months!

The four Young Masters wanted to see the gap between themselves and a genius, to motivate them.

But they never expected it to be so ‘motivating’!

About an afternoon passed.

Cui Xian pushed open the study room door and returned.

Pei Jian was racking his brains, choosing words and phrases for the book, and asked without looking up, “Xian, is it time for dinner? This afternoon went by so fast.”

Cui Xian blinked, “It’s not dinner time yet, but I’ve memorized ‘Dragon Script Whip Shadow.'”

The room fell silent instantly.

After a long pause.

Zhuang Jin stammered, “…Really memorized it?”

Cui Xian shrugged, “Yeah, once you can read it, you can memorize it, right? Isn’t that how it works for you?”

The four: “…”

Well, that’s not how it works for us.

Seeing no one speaking, Cui Xian began reciting the book to himself.

“The rough strokes form four characters, enlightening the young minds. On leisurely days, delve into the classics and histories.”

“Chonghua’s great filial piety, Wumu’s pure loyalty. Yao’s eyebrows of eight colors, Shun’s eyes with double pupils.”

His articulation was clear, his intonation rhythmic, reciting flawlessly.

The four listened in silence.

Pei Jian took a deep breath, “Tonight, I won’t sleep! I’ll study by lamplight!”

Zhuang Jin’s face turned pale, “This is insane, truly insane!”

Li Heyu murmured in a daze, “In this world, there’s a prodigy like Xian!”

Gao Qi plopped down on the ground, “This is too intense, too intense!”

Watching the four Young Masters question their life choices, Cui Xian’s lips curled into a mischievous smile.

If you’re lacking, just practice more.

Time to step up, little rookies.

With such a prodigious Junior brother, the four elder brothers were truly motivated.

They returned to the school, ignoring the classmates’ chatter, and focused more intently on their studies and writing.

Half a month flew by.

Through their relentless efforts day and night, the first half of “The Legend of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit” was finally completed.

Aware of their own limitations, Pei Jian led his three friends to Teacher Wu, “We’ve written half of a storybook, please guide us and correct it.”

During this period, they were genuinely diligent.

Sometimes, when Wu Qinglan passed by the study hall, he could see the four Young Masters busy writing even while eating.

Therefore, Teacher Wu, in a rare moment of warmth, accepted the manuscript of the first half of “The Legend of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit.”

Pei Jian and the others anxiously observed the teacher’s expression.

Seeing the ugly handwriting, Teacher Wu’s brows furrowed deeply.

Suppressing his anger, he began to read.

Initially, he thought disdainfully, “What is this? The Evil Cult army is pressing in, and the description is terrible!”

But as he read on, Wu Qinglan became increasingly engrossed, “There’s something here!”

Putting aside the poor writing, the story was truly thrilling, grand, magnificent, and full of life!

As the saying goes: after three days apart, one should look at someone with new eyes.

The four once troublesome wastrels had written such an impressive storybook.

Teacher Wu was so captivated that he couldn’t even spare a compliment, eagerly flipping through the manuscript, his expression increasingly excited.

When he reached the last page, Teacher Wu froze and urgently looked at the four, “What happens next? What’s the rest of the story?”

Pei Jian chuckled, “We haven’t written it yet.”

Not written yet?!

How can it not be written yet!

Do you know the agony of reading a storybook halfway through and having it end abruptly?

Teacher Wu exclaimed angrily, “Then why are you standing here? Go write it! I’ll help polish this half of the manuscript!”

Pei Jian and the others exchanged glances, their smiles filled with pride and satisfaction.

Because Teacher Wu’s actions had already shown that their half of the storybook was a success!

This feeling was exhilarating.

Except for Wu Qinglan, who was left hanging, itching with curiosity.

Unbeknownst to Wu Qinglan, while he was immersed in the storybook, Cui Xian quietly slipped away to the Inner Room once more.

Having been absent for so long, the servants who had been keeping an eye on the Inner Room had naturally become lax.

Cui Xian stood at the desk, carefully grinding ink.

This time, he decided not to hold back, officially using his right hand to write calligraphy.

“The Legend of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit” was about to be published.

Cui Xian’s name would soon spread throughout Nanyang County Town, thanks to Pei Jian and the others’ support.

But writing storybooks was ultimately a minor pursuit.

It was time to bring a little shock to his ‘first audience friend’ whom he had carefully chosen.

After all this buildup, it was time for the ‘genius prodigy’ to make a grand entrance!

The sound of reading echoed through the school.

In the unnoticed Inner Room.

Cui Xian focused intently, holding the brush in his right hand, silently recalling the countless times he had copied the Saint of Calligraphy’s works in his past life, feeling a surge of pride.

As the saying goes: with the spirit of a scholar, wielding the pen with vigor!

Living anew in ancient times, and being so young, it was only natural to write with passion, to secure a brilliant future for himself and the Cui Family.

In the story, Hero Rainbow Cat raised the Rainbow Sword.

Outside the story, Cui Xian dipped the brush into the ink.

Sword drawn, spanning the rainbow!

Pen down, stirring the storm!

He, Cui Xian, vowed to rise to the top, to become a noble of ten thousand households!