Chapter 121: Chose to be Kang Zhi Xia!

Party A

After she finished writing, she wore this smile on her face and directly told Kang Zhiqiu, "You also go rest."

Afterwards, she summoned all the girls; the girls had only one task—to write their reflections. They needed little time, and these girls were very low-maintenance, their thoughts a bit more serious.

Girls develop earlier than boys, and their minds mature earlier too.

Moreover, with Kang Ziwei and Kang Zhi Chun leading, it's even more reassuring.

"Kang Wen." Looking at the remaining four people, she still chose the more low‑maintenance person……

Moreover, looking at Kang Zhi Xia, with the look of a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, her hand unconsciously tapped her palm.

After all……

My hand is itchy!

"This is my reflection." After finishing a passage, she made a summary.

"Hmm... the self‑critique, you should read it too." Jiang Yunchu looked at Kang Wen's reflection, wondering how to put it—better than letting a spider crawl.

That is to say, I also don't know how my great‑uncle's family picks names.

Kang Wen is not literary, Kang Wu is not martial.

When things reach an extreme, do they reverse?

"Self‑critique: I am Kang Wen, young and ignorant; when I first came to the academy, I acted on impulse and stepped onto the wrong path."

"That was a dark, windy night……"

It describes everything that happened and his thoughts at the time.

When writing the self‑critique, he also specially consulted Ning Qiancheng: how should he write it?

Ning Qiancheng glanced at Kang Wen and asked, "Do you think the dean forgot your self‑critiques?"

That's impossible!

Several people shook their heads collectively.

"Then before, was there no time for you to read your own self‑critiques?"

He raised a second question, and everyone shook their heads again.

After all this time, how could there be no time?

"Why is it specifically now, today?" Ning Qiancheng looked at the few people.

Kang Wu and Ning Hanmo exchanged a glance, then their gazes deepened; only Kang Wen scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit itchy.

He couldn't answer this question!

"Because we have already changed, those events are enough for us to summarize our experience, let go, and move forward." Kang Wu concluded.

Ning Qiancheng nodded and said, "I'm an outsider; I only heard you talk about it before, but I haven't experienced it."

"But according to the dean's temperament, you were dissatisfied back then; even if you read the self‑critique and even if you superficially submitted, you still didn't feel you were wrong."

"Now it's different; you know from your hearts that you were wrong—isn't now the best time for you to do the self‑critique?"

"Moreover, with this self‑critique, you won't make the same mistake again."

He analyzed it bit by bit, speaking to the three people in the dormitory.

"And what about Zhi Xia ge?"

Thinking of that extinguished oil lamp, it doesn't look like someone who realizes their mistake at all!

Ning Qiancheng shook his head. "Probably something is about to happen."

He couldn't guess the princess consort's thoughts, nor did he know why they are reading now.

"Practice your writing well."

"Nice-looking characters are all the same; unattractive ones each have their own flair." Jiang Yunchu gave a wry smile, shook his head, wrote a B+ on his reflection and self‑critique, then set it aside.

"Next time, if your writing improves, you can completely make it to the A grade."

"A B grade comes with punishment—go help wash vegetables in the kitchen." Jiang Yunchu said lightly.

Kang Wen, who had just wanted to go back to sleep, looked bitter and regretful: why can't I practice my writing properly?

No, wait—just saying, last night he wrote stroke by stroke; could he also scrape by with an A?

"Not satisfied?" Just as he was agonizing over it, a soft voice posed the question.

Kang Wen startled, hurriedly replied, "Satisfied, very satisfied—I'll go right away."

After saying that, he bolted like he was fleeing, ran straight out the door, and even let out a howl as he left……

Jiang Yunchu held back her laughter, this child……

Then she looked toward Kang Wu.

Kang Wu calmly stepped forward, read out yesterday's draft; unlike Kang Wen's, he didn't write about everything, but wrote about his prior thoughts, later reflections, pointed out his own mistakes, noted some flaws in his schemes, and even said how he would act if it happened again.

These twins, needless to say, have completely different temperaments.

"A+" Jiang Yunchu gave both a grade, then looked up at him and said, "Why didn't you help him yesterday?"

Kang Wen's work is obviously his own at a glance.

She had originally wondered whether he would help; if he had helped or ghost‑written, she would have other means.

But looking at today, she finds her methods unnecessary; still, she doesn't regret it, and she has gained a new understanding of these children.

"He has his own path to walk." Kang Wu's face showed no expression, his voice somewhat flat.

He knows how much his older brother relies on him.

But as study increases and knowledge accumulates, he realizes he and his older brother are on different paths; if the older brother asks him about everything instead of thinking for himself, how can the older brother grow?

"Alright, go rest."

Jiang Yunchu never expected this day, nor did she expect Kang Wu's reaction to be so fast that she could barely keep up.

Originally, she had planned to start next year, trying to separate these twins into two regions to train Kang Wen's independence.

It's actually much earlier.

"You two, who will come?" Jiang Yunchu took a sip of tea; up to now, she has been very satisfied.

But she thought, her satisfaction wouldn't last long.

"I'll come." Ning Hanmo said.

Jiang Yunchu nodded, "You come."

……

"That's all my thoughts." He honestly placed the paper on the table.

Afterwards, he began to read his self‑criticism, the self‑criticism about the fight with Kang Zhi Xia last time.

Saying he couldn't control his temper, etc., this self‑criticism letter, Jiang Yunchu accepted with a smile.

"Rest."

She looked at Kang Zhi Xia, "You coming?"

Kang Zhi Xia shook his leg, his face bearing a carefree smile, "I didn't write it."

He struggled a lot yesterday, then chose to be Kang Zhi Xia!

Not wanting to be a puppet, not wanting to be someone else's marionette, he only wanted to be himself!

"Great." Jiang Yunchu clapped, her previously suppressed mood suddenly brightened.

"What did you say? Great?"

Kang Zhi Xia widened his eyes; this…… Jiang Yunchu won't let herself get overly stimulated, will she?

"Sure."

"Lately I've been itching to fight; if you also write, who should I go beat up?" She laughed lightly, that smile—how to put it—looked gentle but carried a hint of chill, a gloomy feeling.