In the examination room, after Wu Xiaotian went out, several examiners put down the poems in their hands and talked quietly.

From each other's eyes, they could see each other's shock.

Well, this poem is really good.

However, Liu Huilan was obviously deliberately making things difficult for Wu Xiaotian just now, but she didn't expect Wu Xiaotian to be able to write such a masterpiece, which can be called perfect, how should this end?

Let him qualify, how should Liu Huilan's face be good, and how to step down, this is simply a naked slap in the face.

Unqualified, and I feel that it is a pity to make such a poem in three minutes, or a college student who has not graduated, over time, maybe he can become a generation of famous artists.

Silence!

The staff next to me are not worth it, should they continue to call candidates in for the exam? But the atmosphere doesn't seem to be right.

"What do you think?" In the end, it was the elderly examiner who broke the silence, he took a sip of water, glanced at Liu Huilan, and then at the other examiners, knowing their worries, decided to do something to offend people himself, so he said slowly.

Liu Huilan's heart was also churning at the moment, thinking that it was a difficult problem to be nine out of ten, but she didn't expect such a poem to come out.

With the quality of this poem, there must be no problem with qualifying, but when she remembered that she had children when she was a student, she felt an indescribable anger in her heart.

"Wait, I'm so familiar with the name. One of the young examiners looked at Wu Xiaotian's resume, thoughtful, and suddenly spoke.

"Do you know?" the old examiner was a little surprised.

"Let me think, yes, how do I know it? It's from our school, and this guy is quite famous? I didn't expect him to write good poems in addition to being a good man!" the young examiner smiled and nodded.

"Good people?" the crowd wondered even more.

Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, the young examiner talked in detail about Wu Xiaotian helping his senior sister and raising Beibei, from beginning to end.

"Well, that's good!"

"Moral bonus points!"

"Appreciated!"

"I think I should be qualified!" The old examiner looked at Liu Huilan, a little dissatisfied with her in his heart, and after hearing the words of the young examiner, he no longer cared about her, and mentioned it bluntly.

"I didn't expect that not only is he not a scum, but he is also a good role model!"

When Liu Huilan heard the ins and outs of the matter, she suddenly realized in her heart that she felt very guilty, she wanted to ruin a young man's future without any investigation, which was really reckless.

"I have no objection to that. Thinking of this, she also let go of the burden in her heart, what is it if she can't get off the stage, it is a great blessing to be able to find this talented artist for the association, she carefully read the poem again, made a decision, and continued: "But I want to go further, he should be rated excellent!"

"Excellent?" this time it was the turn of the old examiner to be surprised, a little dumbfounded.

In the intern artist exam in Huaxia, there are four grades, which are unqualified, qualified, good, and excellent.

Among them, the level of excellence is the most difficult, if you want to get it, you must not only get the recognition of the on-site examiner, but also report to the headquarters of the Chinese Artists Association, and the headquarters will evaluate it again.

If it is rated as excellent again, the work of this intern artist will be published in a book, and he will go abroad to exchange and compete with foreign cultural institutions to enhance the country's cultural competitiveness.

Of course, this supreme honor will not only be extremely beneficial to the later development of this artist, but also bring great honor to the recommended Municipal Artist Association.

However, because of the beginning of the formulation of the intern artist examination grading system, various associations have reported one after another, regardless of the quality of the works, which has brought a huge workload to the headquarters, and even some articles that do not make sense are also reported, making a lot of big jokes.

In order to avoid this kind of chaos, the evaluation of the headquarters of the artist association began to become extremely harsh, and it was stipulated that if the headquarters failed to pass the evaluation, the whole association would be criticized.

It is precisely because of such strict regulations that Xingbei City has not been excellent for three years.

"If this poem can participate in the exchange, it will definitely win glory for the country and the association of our city!"

"As examiners, we are seeking talents for the association, and now we can have such good poems, if we dare not report it, we are really ashamed!" Liu Huilan saw that everyone did not answer, and continued to say loudly: "If there is responsibility, I will bear it alone!"

"I agree!"

"They are all examiners, and the responsibility must be borne together!"

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After the examiners reached an agreement, Liu Huilan personally went out of the examination room, and when she saw the scene of Wu Xiaotian and Wang Fei arguing, she couldn't help but have a headache, it seems that this Wu Xiaotian is also a "restless" person.

However, she had just seen part of what had happened and understood what was going on.

For people like Wang Fei, she also thinks that Wu Xiaotian beat him well, but when she saw that things were getting bigger and bigger, she hurriedly stopped it, after all, this is the place where intern artists take the exam, not a gladiatorial arena.

"What are you doing? This is where you fight?" she scolded angrily, pulling Wang Fei's body hard.

"Teacher, it was he who hit people first, you should revoke his exam qualifications!" Wang Fei was unwilling, pointing at Wu Xiaotian with his finger and said resentfully.

"You made me beat, my classmates have heard this, you can prove it!" Wu Xiaotian didn't look at him, and said something lightly, which caused a burst of chuckles.

"You ......" Wang Fei was speechless for a while, and he completely defeated Wu Xiaotian in language.

"Okay, if you have something to talk about, if you want to fight, I will call the police for you!" Liu Huilan did not arbitrate between the two, but her attitude was already biased towards Wu Xiaotian, after all, Wu Xiaotian started beating people before.

Wang Fei looked at Liu Huilan, looked at Wu Xiaotian hatefully, and shut up in a knowing voice.

"The results of previous candidates are announced below. Liu Huilan saw that Wang Fei stopped talking, and said the right thing directly: "Qualified candidates hope that you will make persistent efforts and grow into a higher-level artist, and those who are not qualified also hope that you will not be discouraged, continue to work hard, and there will be a chance next time!"

The results of the intern artist examination need to be announced on the spot, and the examiner can decide how to announce it according to the number of candidates and the time of the examination.

Liu Huilan happened to take advantage of the discussion of Wu Xiaotian's problem, and printed out the results of the candidates in front of her and announced them together.

When the staff posted the candidates' results on the bulletin board, the candidates came forward to see, the candidates who had taken the test wanted to see their results, and those who did not want to join in the fun, and the people were full of voices for a while.

"Wow, who is this?

"Excellent, we didn't have it last year, right?"

"That's right, not only last year, I declared an excellent before, but I was returned, and it is said that I received a very severe notice of criticism!"

"Who is this Wu Xiaotian?

The examination room suddenly boiled, this is a rare thing to encounter in a year, everyone asked Wu Xiaotian which god he was, and his eyes were full of envy.

Wu Xiaotian naturally heard the names shouted by the candidates, and he himself was stunned, he was very convinced that there was no problem with his qualification, but it was beyond his expectation to get excellent.

When he was in the examination room, he felt that the examiner seemed to have an opinion about himself, and he also understood how difficult it was for trainee artists to get excellent grades in the exam.

"What?Wu Xiaotian?Is this guy?" Wang Fei, who was still covering his face, was stunned when he heard Wu Xiaotian's name, and looked at Wu Xiaotian next to him incredulously, extremely disbelieving, he had known about Wu Xiaotian, but he had never heard of him being able to write poetry.

Wu Xiaotian glanced at Wang Fei casually, does that look mean who else can I be?

Wang Fei was really shocked!

"Wait, teacher, why can he be excellent, this must be covered by you, I don't accept it!" After Wang Fei was shocked, he was full of jealousy, came back to his senses, and immediately opened his mouth to question.

He just took the exam in another examination room, and it was rare to get a good one, very proud, and he came here to show off, but he didn't expect to not only be beaten, but also witnessed that the person who beat him got excellent results, and his heart was extremely unbalanced.

As soon as he opened his mouth, several people casually echoed and questioned it.

"Are you questioning the level of our examiner?" Liu Huilan's face turned cold when she heard the questioning, and she said unhappily: "Since you are so skeptical, then I will post this poem here, you can watch it for yourself to see if he can be excellent!"

Liu Huilan put another piece of paper for the staff to paste on the bulletin board, ignored the noise outside, and entered the examination room.

In fact, she also played a trick on her mind, since she decided to rate this poem as excellent, it must be appreciated and evaluated by the public, and a good work must stand up to skepticism.

So, aren't these candidates the best candidates?

With a "bang", everyone surrounded again, wanting to have a sneak peek of the work of this excellent artist who has been seen once in three years.

However, the piece of paper was so big, and there were only dozens of people who could see it, and the people behind it couldn't see it at all, so they were in a hurry.

"Hey, brother in front, read it out, let's open our eyes too!" someone shouted.

"yes, yes!"

"You see, or you don't see me. I don't know who read the first sentence, then two people, then ten people, and finally all the candidates who could see it read it. After a while, there was a neat reading in the hall of the Artists Association.

I was right there

Not sad or happy

You read me, or you don't read me

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