Keep watching.

And not long after going down, Chang Yansong frowned deeply.

Then he fell back and down again, this time his brow furrowed even deeper, and he was about to force his eyebrows together.

Twenty poems, each of which he cherished and regarded as a "Taoist poem" like a heavenly treasure Lingbi, in the script, was only used as a prop for a young child's assessment, and after that, it passed.

Didn't cause any waves.

There was no follow-up.

Mr. Teaching never mentioned it again, the parents and even the Ye family did not mention it, and even those ethnic children did not mention it.

It was as if it was something so ordinary, so commonplace, that it wasn't worth mentioning at all.

This made Chang Yansong feel a great incongruity.

Or, in the words of a certain world, discord.

And it's also a very, very, very strong disobedience, so disobedience that Chang Yansong can't let go of this section at all!

How is this possible!

Not just every song, but every line!

Every sentence is natural, or natural, or fluent, or superb, or profound......

What a wonderful sentence!

What a wonderful meaning!

Why are you all turning a blind eye?

Are you all blind, stupid, stupid, and stupid?!!!

And then going down, Chang Yansong saw a description that made him unbelievable and unacceptable:

"The schoolchildren have their own opinions on the assessment of these three parts. ”

"They call the first part of the text 'Resignation to Heaven', which means that these questions, will be will, will not be no, as long as you sit in front of the exam paper, you can only resign yourself to fate. ”

"The number in the second part is called 'sending propositions', some of these questions are simple, some are super difficult, some seem simple but are actually difficult, so difficult that Mr. can drink all ten glasses of water, they may still be stuck in a problem pit, and they can't get out at all. ”

"And such pits abound, it is really a careless, and the life will be gone, so it is called sending a proposition. ”

"The third part of the Taoist poem is to be written, but it is only 'sending the topic'. ”

"Who doesn't know Taoist poetry? Heaven to earth, rain to wind, earth to sky. Mountain flowers to sea trees, red sun to the sky. In the Ye family, all children over the age of three have no cowardice in this poem. ”

"There are only ten Taoist poems in total, and even children who learn poorly still pick up a pen and brush it. ”

"Whether it's the text in the first part or the number in the second part, it's often Mr. who has finished drinking the water, and there are schoolchildren who say to Mr. with a dead face, Sir, you can refill a glass of water, please, let's answer more!"

"Sir naturally listens to it, but he is known as an iron-handed, life-chasing, cold-blooded, and ruthless existence, how can he tolerate these little leather monkeys outside the law. ”

Mr. just kicked one by one, and kicked these little leather monkeys who had taken up the exam papers one by one and did not hand them in one by one, and then he calmly packed up the exam papers, and finally left the scene indifferently with a lot of exam papers in his hand. ”

"That's the number of articles. ”

And if the third part of the Taoist poem is written, it is often the gentleman who only drinks a small half of a glass of water, and the schoolchildren will hand in one after another, and then all of them will hand in the papers. ”

"The number of essays is one point for one question, and the total is one hundred points. ”

"Taoist poetry is a question of 10 points, and the total is 100 points, and in this part, the schoolchildren are either 80 points, or 91 points, and the worst is 70 points. ”

"If it's only sixty points, standing on the edge of qualification, you will be ridiculed by all your friends. ”

See here.

Chang Yansong breathed heavily, gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, and his expression was hideous.

Send a sub-question!

The worst is 70 points!

No matter how bad you learn, you can pick up a pen and brush it!

...... In Ye family's study, children over the age of three are ......

Call.

Call!

Call!!!

How is this possible.

How is this possible?

How is this possible!

Chang Yan was relieved, uneasy, and even had a knot in his heart, making him feel that his body wanted to explode, in all directions, and exploded into pieces, only then could it be reached.

Ye family studies!

What kind of family are you!

Exhale and inhale, exhale and inhale, and after a long time, Chang Yansong forced himself to hold back the emotions in his heart like the churning of the angry sea, and continued to look down.

"The assessment ended, and the next day, the assessment results also came out. ”

"As long as each of the three sections of the exam is above 60 points, it is considered to have passed. ”

"Some children are biased, even very serious, then they are not afraid, even if you don't get a single point in a certain item of literature or mathematics or Taoist poetry, as long as the total score of these three hundred points, three of them get more than two hundred points, the same pass. ”

"It's very miserable to not be able to pass the test, because that means you have to study in the clan for another three years, and it is useless for anyone to intercede, and neither can the patriarch!"

"If you can't do it next time, then come back for another three years!"

Of course, this has never happened. ”

And this time, all the children passed, and the worst one, with a total score of 201 points, swept at a low altitude without danger, and then was severely scraped by his father in public. ”

The other children were laughing. ”

"Laugh at the fart, isn't Lao Tzu the same? Courageous, after school, alone in the grove! The child squinted and looked at the other children with disdain, and also grinned. ”

Leng Qingyun lowered his eyebrows and sat quietly among the schoolchildren. ”

"He only scored 282 points this time, which is not very ideal, so his mood looks a little low. ”

Seeing this, Chang Yansong stopped.

His emotions ......

Call.

Call!

Call......

The stars in the sky are shining, and the geniuses on the earth are red-eyed.

"No matter how many schoolchildren there are in each batch, the Ye family will select the top ten students from this batch of students and reward them. ”

"In addition to the top 10 awards, the top three with the best results will also have special awards. ”

"The top three rewards are also coveted by all children, and even many parents are equally coveted. ”

"But there is no way, this reward can only be obtained from ethnology. ”

"Only those who have excelled in ethnography, and who are in the top three of the children in the entire family, are eligible for this reward. There is no other way. ”

"That's the rule that the ancestor who opened up the Ye family personally set down!"

"For thousands of years, all laws have been abolished, but this rule has not been abolished. ”

"This reward is called Condensation. ”

"No matter how bad the root bone is, no matter how bad the comprehension is, no matter how sluggish the cultivation is, as long as you take this condensing qi dispersion, you will definitely achieve the condensation within ten years, and then break through the veins. ”

"And if the root bone is good, the comprehension is good, and the cultivation is good, within three years, it is expected to be cleared. ”

That's impossible!

That's impossible!!!

Chang Yan staggered and stood up.

The fingers holding the script were pinched by him until they were stiff and white, and even people were worried about whether he would directly pinch his fingers until they were broken in reverse.

But at this moment, Chang Yansong didn't have any heart to pay attention to this.

His heart was filled with nothing but horror and rage.

"This can't be!" The next moment, the roar in Chang Yansong's heart erupted from his mouth.

From the previous bitterness and repeated depression, to the complete catharsis at this moment, this explosion did not resound in the sky, but almost resounded throughout the entire Juxing Tower.

Dozens of figures shot out from various places in the Star Tower, and they gathered here in an instant.

More figures are still hurrying towards this side.

"Song'er, what's wrong?" the old man who flew directly into the pavilion asked in a deep voice.