A drizzle washed away the spring dust, Chu Feng put down his pen, rubbed his reddish fingertips, looked at the drizzle outside the window, and thought that if it was a continuous rain, the small thatched house where Mr. Cheng Yuan lived would not be able to withstand it.

"Chu Langjun, take a break."

Wang Ji came with tea and sent it to Chu Feng with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Chu Feng thanked him and took a sip.

There was still the sound of pen in my ears, and it was the other three people who were copying.

In order to avoid fraud, the four people who copied in the township test were arranged in a room when they were working, and Wang Ji supervised the inspection, so as not to have some small movements.

A total of more than 160 people participated in the township examination, and one point for four people is more than 40 copies copied by one person.

When it comes to the topic of policy theory alone, it can be as little as a few hundred words, and as many as thousands of words. They are transcribers, and every stroke must be carefully and neatly written, so that the writing is naturally much slower than ordinary writing.

The time requirement was completed before tomorrow morning, and now it was already afternoon, Chu Feng had just finished transcribing twenty copies, and there were still more than half of the volumes waiting for him to copy.

Liu Zhengqing's words, Chu Feng knew them, and he didn't see them in the volume he was responsible for, so he must have been assigned to others.

The volumes are all divided at random, if you really want to cheat, you naturally have to make a fuss here, but Chu Feng didn't see it, and he didn't know how many doorways there were inside.

On this day, the management is also very strict, except for the meal and the gong, the four people who copied are not allowed to leave this room at will. Even Izuku has to be accompanied, so it is really similar to the candidates of the college entrance examination in later generations.

Occasionally, when you are tired of writing or sitting, you can walk around, but you can't leave this room. Talking, laughing, drinking tea, and the like are left unattended, and anyway, it is enough for them to be able to complete these things before sunrise tomorrow.

Wang Ji himself is a person who supervises, to put it bluntly, he is one level higher than Chu Feng and the four of them. It's just that his posture is not high, and the reason is naturally because he knows the origin of the four of them, and he may still be colleagues in the future, so there is no need to be too stiff.

But there must always be some majesty, and supervision must also be in place. Otherwise, if something really happened and a fraud case was involved, he Wang Ji would not be able to get out of it.

He's a serious guy too. When he was confused last night, Wang Ji had been accompanying him in the room. After dawn, the transcription began, and Wang Ji was not lazy at all, staring at a pair of dark circles, staring here all the time.

"Brother Wang has really worked hard." Chu Feng looked at Wang Ji's slightly gray complexion, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"It's okay to stay up once in a while." Wang Ji smiled, "Besides, I'm just watching from the sidelines, and it's you who really work hard." ”

The people in the room listened to these words, and they had to say a few polite words from you and me, and Wang Jiyi responded one by one, smiling.

Chu Feng thought that if everyone finished copying earlier, not only would they be able to rest earlier, but even Wang Ji would be able to go to bed earlier. If he really stayed up all night with everyone, this Wang Jishao would have to sleep for more than 30 hours, even a young man like himself couldn't stand it.

So I secretly thought about it, didn't rest much, and started to copy again.

It's just that the work of copying is writing without listening, and no matter how much you make up your mind, you will feel physically tired after all.

Chu Feng occasionally admired or secretly laughed at the arguments expressed by the candidates on the paper, and when he was tired, he stood up, drank some tea, said a few words, and rubbed his fingers.

During a break around dusk, Chu Feng happened to be standing by the window watching the rain, but he caught a glimpse of Liu Langjun not far away.

That Liu Langjun looked around very sneakily, and then lightly clicked it with the tip of a pen in the upper left corner of a copied volume.

Chu Feng's heart moved.

Liu Langjun was a thief, so he hurriedly raised his head and looked around again.

Chu Feng was also a student who cheated at school, and at this time, he didn't understand Liu Langjun's thoughts, so he smiled secretly in his heart, simply lowered his head, fiddled with the belt around his waist, and only used a little bit of afterglow to watch his movements.

At this time, Liu Langjun casually put the scroll with ink dots next to his left hand and mixed it with other scrolls.

The sound of rain was pouring in, and occasionally sporadic rain strands flew in obliquely, hitting the hands and wrists, and itching finely.

Chu Feng thought about his conscience, looked at the swallows under the eaves for a while, and smiled slightly.

"Liu Langjun, have we seen each other before?" Chu Feng stepped forward and looked at Liu Langjun and smiled.

Liu Langjun was suddenly called out, his heart jumped violently, and the pen in his hand trembled slightly, almost staining the exam paper.

"Chu, Brother Chu, where do you start?" Liu Langjun pretended to be calm, but his face was slightly stiff.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel that Liu Langjun is a little familiar." Chu Feng casually chattered, approached, lowered his head, and looked at the scroll where he had just ordered the ink dots, "Liu Langjun's handwriting is just and peaceful, and it is really excellent, I can't complain that I will be selected here to do the transcription." ”

Sitting on the chair, Wang Ji, who was almost asleep, was also disturbed. He looked at the scene in front of him and thought to himself, how could this Chu Feng think of having a fight with Liu Langjun? It's weird. I couldn't help it, turned my face sideways and blocked it with my sleeve, and yawned big.

"Where, where." Liu Langjun's face was pale, his hands trembled slightly, he hurriedly put down the pen in his hand, covered it with his sleeve, and smiled ugly on his face, "Chu Langjun is young, it's not the same as me, speaking of which, I should be ashamed." ”

Liu Langjun subconsciously glanced at the scroll with ink spots, and his heart skipped a few beats.

"Liu Langjun's words, did you learn Ouyang Xun? Into the wood three points, it is really a good word. Chu Feng looked up and down, making sure that this scroll did not have any other unique codes except for the ink dots in the upper left corner.

"Where do you dare to learn from any famous master." Liu Langjun raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his smile couldn't help but bring bitterness, "It's just that I've been learning from scratch since I was a child." ”

"Self-taught? Liu Langjun is really amazing. ”

At this time, the conversation between the two had already alarmed many people, and Lu Lin also glanced at it from a distance in his seat and said a few words of praise.

Wang Ji also smiled and said: "The four of them are all powerful people, otherwise where would they suffer from this fatigue here?" Don't be presumptuous! Otherwise, wouldn't those of us who can't read books lose face? ”

Several people responded, and Chu Feng took the opportunity to return to his position.

It's not that he didn't think about cheating, but he didn't expect that this kind of thing really happened in front of his eyes.