"You came to Liaodong. Did the old master have no objections?" Yang Zhengshan asked, changing the subject.
Liu Zhe waved a hand and said, "The old man is extremely busy right now and won't bother with me at all. It just so happens that I've also been planning to travel around these next two years, so I'll stay here for a year or so first. After next year's Autumn Examination is over, I'll take Lin Zhan out on a study tour for a while."
"Lin Zhan's talent is excellent. I'm honestly afraid you'll hold him back!"
Yang Zhengshan felt somewhat sweaty with embarrassment.
What Liu Zhe said was not wrong. When it came to studying, he truly could not help Lin Zhan.
But he had not expected Liu Zhe to be so optimistic about Lin Zhan.
He had only written one letter, and this old brother had come running over eagerly.
From the look of it, this old brother wanted to take Lin Zhan as a personal disciple.
Not only did he want to teach Lin Zhan, he also wanted to take Lin Zhan on a study tour.
"Ahem, Brother Liu, are you mocking me for my shallow learning?" Yang Zhengshan gave a light cough and said awkwardly.
Yet Liu Zhe gave him no face at all, looking at him with an expression that said, "Isn't that the case?"
Yang Zhengshan could not help grumbling in his heart.
This old man was at least a university student. How was his learning shallow?
When it came to all that classical babble, this old man was not as good as you, but in mathematics, physics, and chemistry, this old man guaranteed he could crush you.
Don't look at how this old man had now gone from undergraduate down to elementary-school level—he could