The entrance ceremony of the Moon Washing Academy is held in the Shibisi Building, firstly, this is the largest building in the inner void of the academy, and secondly, the celebration of this kind of thing has inevitably been eaten and drunk since ancient times.

Yu Lang, as the first in the entrance competition, was arranged in the first seat of the freshman seat, and on the left hand side was Wu Songru, a young genius who had entered the realm of breaking through the void with a painting. I don't know why when Yu Lang saw Wu Songru, he thought of Yu Jiaao's hooligan appearance who put the knife on the neck of the painting saint and forced him to paint, and now the nameless short knife was quietly pinned to Yu Lang's waist, and the painting was also placed in the inner pocket of his chest, and he felt quite happy in his heart.

Before the celebration officially began, Wu Songru thanked Yu Lang: "Thank you Brother Yu for your allocation that night, so that my ten years of hard work were not in vain." ”

"Classmates, help each other." Yu Lang looked bitter, if you had known that you could reach the sky in one step after painting that painting, I wouldn't dare to talk too much if I was killed.

Wu Songru sighed: "It's a pity that my talent is limited after all, so I can only draw a pair of eyes hidden in the dark night according to Brother Yu Lang's guidance, and step into the void." Afterwards, Wang Jiaoxi told me that if I could draw those eyes in a dignified manner, it would not be impossible to enter the Xuan Xuan overnight. ”

Wu Xuan Realm is the first realm of the upper three realms, Yu Lang hates this Wu Songru a little, and there must be a limit to selling cheaply, and the endless self-flaunting is boring, and the implication is a little blame for Yu Lang. If you are going to have the day when the sun rises in the morning, it will be my turn to guide you, and I am afraid that if I do not teach you to be tricky, you will have to draw your birds for the rest of your life. Yu Lang was too lazy to pick up Wu Songru's words.

Wu Songru knew that he was speechless, and he also stopped talking interestingly. Although Yu Lang was an ordinary person who had not penetrated the dantian, Wu Songru did not dare to despise it at all, and was even a little afraid of this young man in his heart. Maybe it's because of the results of the four grand slams in the literary exam, or maybe it's just because Yu Lang seems to have a lingering killing intent.

In fact, Yu Lang's strength at this time was not below any cultivator of the Hundred Refining Realm, and there was a martial soul pool inside the short knife that could store internal breath, and Yu Lang attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to enter, and the storage capacity was much higher than that of ordinary people's dantian. If there is no short knife, Yu Lang can stably exert the power of three stones by virtue of the characteristics of the two dangerous tricks that are consumed at the same time, and it is not uncommon to use the power of five stones when he explodes. And with the help of this short knife, the power of ten stones can be used stably, and the peak power at the time of the explosion is about twelve stones. Qing Qing's cultivation in the initial realm of a hundred refinements is only about two stones, even a cultivator at the peak of a hundred refinements is only fifteen stones, and Yu Lang is fully capable of fighting.

The celebration officially began, and the speech was made by an elderly teacher surnamed Meng, who talked about it for 500 years before and 500 years after it. It was not good to fall asleep on this occasion, and Yu Lang had to divert his attention and turn to see the girl who did not close his eyes in the venue. The thief's slippery eyes collided with Qingqing, Qingqing made a posture of wanting to hit someone, Yu Lang had no choice but to restrain his gaze, look at his nose, and look at his heart. After looking at this circle, Yu Lang also has a certain understanding of the ratio of men and women in the two hundred freshmen, although the Moon Washing Academy advertises that there is no class, but after all, there are more men and fewer women, and there are less than fifty female students. Although the assessment project of the Moon Washing Academy does not impose any restrictions on women, after all, the era in which it lives is not particularly fair to women, and the opportunities for girls to receive education are always much less, and the physical disadvantage is also objective. In other words, most of the female students present here are not small, and they are either rich or expensive.

"Yu Lang, call you." Wu Songru reminded in a low voice.

Only then did Yu Lang suddenly wake up from the fugue and came to Meng Lao's side in a daze.

Meng Laojiao's face was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of infinite hope for his juniors: "Student Yu Lang, the literary examination is more than four full marks, and the dean Zhu Bi is rated as Tianjiaji, which is a rare genius in a hundred years of my Moon Washing Academy, please take it as an example." ”

"In three days, the final round of the introductory competition will be held to determine the final ranking of the students. The first person in Dabi will get a precious place in my Moon Washing Academy. In addition, compared with previous years, some adjustments have been made to this competition, and students who enter the Moon Washing Academy within the quota can also participate in the competition for the top ......"

Hearing this, Yu Lang's mood was not very good, there were forty-one students who came in through the quota in the big competition, which was originally a quota of 159 people, but now it has been relaxed to two hundred, which can be said to have increased a lot of difficulty for Yu Lang out of thin air. But after all, this was the decision of the upper echelons of the academy, and Yu Lang naturally couldn't express any opinions, and no one would pay attention to them if he did.

At the subsequent banquet, the academy provided a lot of rare delicacies for the students, but Yu Lang tasted like chewing wax, only feeling that this Moon Washing Academy may not be as sacred as he imagined, and it is also where there is money and self-reliance.

After the ceremony, Yu Lang received the number plate and followed the senior brother into the introspection building.

The introspection building is where the student dormitory is located, the layout is more like the guest room of the current restaurant, the inside is crowded to put a few regular beds, the vacant aisle is very small, only enough for two people in parallel, the bunk bed does not exist, otherwise it can save a large part of the space. Yu Lang wanted to propose a bunk bed to the academy, but quickly rejected the idea, and he even regretted that he took out something like roller skates in the third round of the competition, since he knew that there was more than one traverser in this world, Yu Lang became more cautious, if the identity of his traverser was seen by the same kind of people due to some details, it would be difficult to say that it would be a blessing or a curse.

"Yo, the champion is here?" Xue Wenyang greeted Yu Lang with a wink.

Yu Lang had some impressions of this person, he came in with a fixed quota, from a family of doctors in Gaoyou County, he saw that although this person had some ridicule in his tone, he had no malice, and he also returned the courtesy.

"Is it worth Brother Xue's attention to the inferior goods who need to pass the entrance assessment to get in?" Another student, who was half-lying on the Hu bed reading a book, spoke in a contemptuous tone.

Yu Lang had read the files of the students in the same bed, and knew that this person was Xie Xianzun's nephew Xie Zhiqian, who had a prominent family background, and was better than the Li family in Yangzhou, and he had always been contemptuous.

"Your Xie family is just a broken household, what qualifications do you have to make a big fuss." After the second round of the big competition, Dai Yang, who invited Yu Lang to form a team, ridiculed him.

Xie Zhiqian's face was red: "When my Xie family was born, what was the Li family in Longxi......"

Insulting the royal family in public is a big crime of stealing the family and exterminating the family, especially the Li Tang royal family itself has a certain degree of inferiority complex for its own bloodline, and if it is used by someone with a heart, it is unimaginable.

It is also remembered that although Xie Zhiqian is arrogant, he is also straightforward, Yu Lang can't bear him to make a mistake, and interrupted loudly: "No matter how prominent you are, it will be the end of the day, dust to dust, and dust to earth." In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people (Wuyi Lane, Liu Yuxi). ”

The four were shocked, although the words of these two poems were plain, but they were out of craftsmanship, very grandmaster style, and the meaning was also very profound.

Xie Zhiqian got up and solemnly performed a set of cumbersome ancient etiquette to Yu Lang, only some pretentious noble and clear families would pass this kind of thing down from generation to generation.

"Brother Yu is talented, Xie is crazy."

Yu Lang liked the straightforwardness of this scholar, and hurriedly bowed: "Xie Dongshan (Xie An) is a senior I admire very much, and it is Yu's luck to be able to be a classmate with his descendants." ”

Du Fu, who was outside the door, saw that this dispute had stopped, and secretly recited the two lines of poetry silently, then left with a smile and a hand.