The next day, when Song Lu and the three arrived, the racecourse was already crowded. At the end of the day, the examiner who appeared yesterday said to everyone: "Please go to Yubo Pavilion to register information first, get your own test number, and come to the exam by yourself when you get your own number, and the rest of you will rest here and not make noise." ”

Song Qingyang and Lu Qimeng were separated by a few people, respectively the seventeenth and the twenty-third. "Woo ......", the horn blows, which is a sign announcing the start of the exam.

"Mofeng Academy has two exams this year, literature and martial arts. Today's test is martial arts, which is divided into three subjects, one is horsemanship, the second is archery, and the third is fighting. Riding and archery can be completed today, and the fighting test will continue tomorrow. Start now. No. 1: Sun Wu. ”

I saw this person step on the jujube red horse, run two laps along the racecourse, and then picked up the bow and arrow, aimed at the direction of the arrow target, and the clouds flowed, and there must be a good result, which made Lu Qimeng envious.

These two subjects were tested quickly, and it didn't take much time to get to Song Qingyang. "Come on! I believe in you. Lu Qimeng made a cheering gesture. Song Qingyang smiled briskly: "Don't worry, I can give you that first, believe it or not?" Song Qingyang didn't wait for Lu Qimeng to answer, and strode over. Lu Qimeng didn't react, he was dazzled by that smile---- which Lu Qimeng hadn't felt for a long time.

Song Qingyang was assigned a fiery horse, and he threw people down several times in the previous races. The rest of the people watching were a little gloating, Lu Qimeng was very worried, his eyes were staring, motionless, but to everyone's surprise, Song Qingyang just walked to the horse, gently touched its head, and patted the horse's back, and the horse automatically fell down, Song Qingyang stepped up, blew a whistle, and the horse immediately ran. Before two laps, Song Qingyang took a bow and arrow and shot at the arrow target, and just after the end of the run, everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and they all applauded, but I don't know if these people are sincere. Lu Qimeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

When she arrived at Lu Qimeng, the eyes of others were shining with expectation, which pierced her into a cold sweat. She understood their thoughts, after all, Song Qingyang's performance was very good, and she was always with him, so it was understandable to think like this, but she was still a little uncomfortable.

Lu Qimeng had only learned some boxing and wolf defense techniques before. Equestrianism is an aristocratic sport in Lu Qimeng's concept, and she has only learned a little bit in her work in order to better understand the preferences of customers. Archery is often played, not to be too accurate, just to have fun, not to mention that the bow and arrow here is very different from modern times.

Lu Qimeng's horse is not very big, very gentle, but lazy. Yes, lazy. After Lu Qimeng rode up, no matter how he swung the whip, it was motionless, which was annoying. No, Lu Qimeng could only come down, run to the grass next to the racecourse and pull some fresh, juicy and fat green grass, and then returned, bundled the grass with a horsewhip, climbed up, and put this thing in front of the horse, so that the lazy horse began to trot slowly. At the end of the two laps, I used my best strength to draw the bow, and the arrow flew out, not on the target, and I tried a few more times before finally succeeding.

Lu Qimeng wiped his sweat. There was a sigh in her ears, but she didn't care, the examiner didn't tell her to stop, which means that this score is valid, not to mention that the class placement is based on the total score, and her essay and debate are not bad, so she shouldn't brush it off, and there is a letter of recommendation from Mr. Du, which can be used as double insurance.

When he returned to Song Qingyang's side, Lu Qimeng could clearly feel that he wanted to comfort her, but he just opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, thinking that he didn't know what language to use, and in the end, he just said dryly: "Don't worry, there are others! These two subjects are nothing!" Lu Qimeng smiled: "Don't worry, I'm not uncomfortable, now it's time to eat, let's eat." Song Qingyang looked at it seriously again before standing up and leaving with Lu Qimeng.

In the afternoon exam, everyone's performance was mediocre, and the only few outstanding teenagers almost fought because they were dissatisfied with each other, and their scores were cancelled by the examiner. These teenagers had a great impact on Lu Qimeng, because she recognized it at a glance in the exam the next day, after all, as a face blind patient, unless the person's obvious characteristics would be remembered, otherwise they would always think it was the same person. Of course, Song Qingyang is different from the person he met before, one stole the money bag, and the other is too beautiful.

On the second day, I was struggling. The rules of the exam are: group assault. Yes, simple and crude. The meaning of these two words is to bring everyone together and let everyone fight together, and candidates can choose to cooperate with others, or they can choose to go it alone, in short, to stay on the playing field longer. The scores are scored in the order in which the candidates leave the competition venue, and this is also the last of the martial arts subjects, so it is extremely important for those who are not good at writing and debating, but who did not perform well in the exam yesterday. This also means that today's game will be very difficult, no matter what the result is, you have to give your best and rise to the occasion.

Lu Qimeng and Song Qingyang are together. Lu Qimeng proposed to Song Qingyang, and said: "There are only two of us, no matter how high your force is, you are always a little weak, we should cooperate with others." Yesterday, I watched carefully, and found that those few quarrels are quite strong, and they should be only a little worse than you, if you can be with them, you can get high marks. Besides, they had a conflict yesterday, and they will definitely fight to the death in the future, and this is the opportunity for you and my brother. All we have to do is provoke a little, and they'll get the trick, and we'll be the ones who have the last laugh. ”

Song Qingyang was a smart person, and he understood it as soon as he heard it, so he immediately split up with Lu Qimeng, and guided him by the restrictions of the rules of the game and the benefits that could be obtained by adopting that method, and they really agreed.

As soon as they got on the field, several of them gathered, put their backs to their backs, and formed a circle, each of them only responsible for their own area, which saved a lot of physical strength. If the force is good, the people next to you will help and can also take it; if the force is not good, it doesn't take a few rounds to win, sometimes a kick is gone, and it falls, and it is very speechless. Lu Qimeng relied on the boxing he had learned, and he could also deal with it. Although some people looked at her as the weakest and focused on attacking, Song Qingyang resolved them one by one.

Half an hour passed, and everyone was tired, so they all stopped to rest as if they had agreed. When I looked left and right, I found that more than half of it was missing. At this time, Lu Qimeng secretly said: "This is the best time to defeat them, although we are also very tired, we can be much better compared to them, but if they are repaired, it will be even more difficult to defeat them, even if they win, it will take a lot of effort." Everyone thought about it, thought about it, and launched an attack. After a while, he really won. At this time, there were only a few of them left on the stage.

Lu Qimeng looked at a few people and said: "Just now, we can be regarded as having a fateful friendship, we can be called a brother and a younger brother, and there are only a few of us left on the stage, don't worry about the score will be low, even if you don't compare, it's better to win or lose, and if you lose, you will go down on your own, how about it?"

"What did you say?" one of them asked in a loud voice, "that I should call them brothers and sisters, and dream." With that, he launched an attack on one of the people beside him, and when the others saw it, they all pounced on it, and they immediately became a mess.

Song Qingyang and Lu Qimeng watched it with relish. "Two, are you good-looking?"

"Ahh Secretly said: How can there be one person who hasn't taken the bait? Forget it, if you don't take the bait, you won't take the bait, and I can also get a good score to make up for yesterday's shortcomings. Song Qingyang was just curious about this and thought that this person was good, but he didn't think much about it. Where they know the sufferings of this man!

This person is Li Shujun. He grew up in Shazhou since he was a child, and he was very interested in military affairs, and he was strategic, and he assisted Mu Xingzhou two years ago, and General Mu resisted the invasion of foreign tribes, and became famous in the first war, and was quite famous in Shazhou and the army, known as the little general.

Yesterday was a disaster. He has an unknown hobby, he likes to watch the excitement, and the more unreasonable the splashing, the happier he is. Yesterday, I was in the mood for it, and I didn't pay attention to the examiner's coming, and I was considered a conspirator, and I was punished together. Today, when Song Qingyang went to persuade him, he knew his purpose, but he just thought it was good and didn't hinder himself, so he pretended not to know and happily agreed.

At this time, the faces of those people were all bruised, and they were miserable, and they gave up one after another. Today, there are only three people left---- Song Qingyang, Lu Qimeng and Li Shujun.

Song Qingyang and Lu Qimeng worked together to deal with Li Shujun, not wanting him to be very strong in martial arts, so he swung the knife so much that he couldn't get close. Similarly, Li Shujun couldn't get close to the two of them. The two sides were at a stalemate for a long time, and finally had to negotiate. Lu Qimeng was the first to go down, and then Song Qingyang and Li Shujun rock-paper-scissors, won or lost in three games and two wins. As a result, Li Shujun won, which can only be said to be Song Qingyang's bad luck.

As they left, the examiner smiled at the three of them. Lu Qimeng always felt a little weird.