The second session of the college exam was much quieter than the tension and hectic of the first day.

Everyone is bowing their heads.

Candidates were put to the test by a day. Already the mood has calmed down, or rather, it has become numb.

As a veteran of the examination room for a long time, Wu Jie is naturally clear about the psychology of the candidates. As soon as this person enters this kind of lifelong examination room, he will always be timid and scared at the beginning, suspecting that he has failed the exam, and his future is bleak. But as long as you rest for the night, the next day you will gradually get into the state, knowing that no matter how much you are afraid and how much you doubt, it is useless. Instead of feeling sorry for yourself, it's better to relax your mind and play normally.

The next thing is to do your best and obey the destiny of heaven.

The middle-aged boy on the other side seemed to have calmed down, this guy sat quietly in the examination room all night, his eyes were as red as rabbits, but his expression was very relaxed, and he wrote calmly as soon as he got the exam paper.

Seeing him return to normal, Wu Jie is also happy for him, anyone will have times when they are depressed, the key is to see how you adjust.

Wu Jie finally traveled back to modern society last night, twice in a row. It is certain that in the next three or five days, he will not dream again. But it didn't matter, he found the information he needed and figured out how to deal with the crisis.

I dreamed all night, and my spirit was a little sluggish, but my mood was very relaxed.

Now he doesn't worry about anything, he just wants to deal with today's exam.

Today is the second session of the college exam, and there is only one eight-strand text. At this point, the three and eight shares of the current hospital examination have been completed. These three questions account for a very high proportion of the total score, as long as these three essays are done well, it meets the appetite of the examiner. As for the strategy and trial poems in the latter part, it doesn't matter.

The title of this exam question is "The Joy of the People", the original text is: The Joy of the People, the People are also happy; Those who are worried about the people, the people are also worried. Happy to the world, worried about the world, but not the king, there is nothing.

This sentence is from Mencius as usual, which means that if you like what the people like, the people will like what he likes, worry about what the people are worried about, and the people will worry about his sorrows. It has never been the case to regard the happiness of the people of the world as one's own happiness, and the sorrow of the people of the world as one's own sorrow, and to do so without being called king.

This is a famous sentence in "Mencius", and basically as long as you are a reader, you will not know it.

Therefore, in all dynasties, there are many eight-strand texts with this sentence as the theme, as long as you are willing, Wu Jie can find a hundred model essays and copy them.

Before coming, he also memorized two articles, one of which was well written, and it was written by Zhang Tingyu, a Qing man.

But when he finished grinding the ink and was about to put down the pen, Wu Jie thought that he had already copied two articles of Qian Qianyi yesterday, and at this time he changed it to Zhang Tingyu's, and the style was not right. There are many taboos in Qing writing, and they are cautious and cautious, and the writing is also old-fashioned. And Lao Qian is also the leader of Donglin, a merry and talented man at that time, the things he wrote were handsome and elegant, and he also had an appetite for the Ming people.

Therefore, Zhang Tingyu's things really can't be copied.

This reminded Wu Jie that after passing the hospital examination, the next step is the township examination, the meeting examination and the palace examination, with a large number of question banks in hand, it is quite simple to pass the test. However, it should be noted that the style of the articles written must be unified, otherwise the differences are too big and will inevitably attract the attention of those who are interested.

Fortunately, Wu Jie prepared two model essays, and the other one was the work of a person named Chen Hu. This person is a person in the last years of Chongzhen, a native of Taicang, who has never been an official, is not famous, and his writing is not very good, but the style is similar to Qian Qianyi. After all, they are people of the same era, and they must have been influenced by the old man Qian.

After choosing the model text, Wu Jie picked up the pen, word by word, slowly, and honestly copied it on the scroll with the pavilion style.

There's a whole day of time today, and I'm writing too fast, so I can't sit in the test room in a daze, right?

As for yesterday's double management, it looks more amazing, but it is in a hurry, so I can't do it. This kind of showy thing, Wu Jie doesn't want to do it.

This model essay is a bit long, about 900 words, I estimated it, copied it all, and just filled the volume. It can be seen that the original author is not a person who cherishes words like gold, and there is a lot of nonsense.

It's good to have more words, just to kill the extra time.

By noon, I had counted about and had written less than three hundred words.

He copied Fan Wen slowly, which made Bao Yingxia and the others anxious.

Unlike the calmness of the candidates, the examiners and the clerks began to get busy from the second day of the college examination. Those who transcribe, seal, and read the papers were busy in the dark.

Bao Yingxia and Professor Fuxue sat in front of the desk early in the morning, reviewing the papers without stopping, and they were dizzy and dizzy, and even their necks were sore----- the ancients wrote from top to bottom, from left to right. Reading it, the range of neck movements is extremely large, and at the end of the day, I can't hold on.

Bao Yingxia put down the scroll in her hand, stretched out her hand and rubbed the jade pillow acupoint: "This is the first time this official has done the main exam, and I only saw the scenery of the colleagues of the Hanlin Academy when they were doing the main exam, and I was envious in my heart." When it was my turn, I realized how hard it was. ”

The professor also sighed, "Who says it isn't?!" ”

Bao Yingxia suddenly asked Professor Xian, who was sitting on the side: "Master Xian, how is Wu Jie, with his speed, he should have already finished answering the paper, right?" ”

Wu Jie's two-pronged and wind-like answering speed yesterday was really amazing, and I should have finished it early today.

He is the most outstanding candidate in the undergraduate examination, it doesn't matter if he is not among others in this subject, as long as Wu Jie can get the fame of Xiucai, it will not be in vain for me Bao Yingxia to come here.

Shen Xuezheng accidentally saw Wu Jie's paper yesterday and was deprived of his qualification to review the paper, but now he is also idle and takes the initiative to take the responsibility of maintaining order in the examination room. Hearing Bao Yingxia's question, she replied: "It seems that something is wrong, it is said that with Wu Shizhen's talent, today's topic is not difficult, and it should have been written a long time ago." However, in the opinion of the official, it seems that Wu Jie has a hard time holding a pen, and it takes half a day to write a word. ”

"It's hard to write, such a simple question?" Bao Yingxia sighed in her heart: "How is it possible?" ”

"Who knows, I'll check it out later."

"It's fine."

After lunch, Bao Yingxia sat at the table and pretended to sleep for a while, looked at dozens of rolls, and when she looked up, her head began to gradually move westward.

At this time, Shen Xuezheng hurriedly walked in: "Master Bao, I'm afraid it's a little bad." ”

"What's wrong?"

Wu Jie still writes very slowly, and he has to look left and right for a long time without writing a word...... It's like, it's like ......"

"What seems to be, what's going on?" Bao Yingxia was a little anxious in her heart.

Shen Xuezheng: "I finally know how Wu Jie writes so slowly, he should have a fever." ”

"Fever?" Everyone in the room was taken aback and asked in unison.

Shen Xuezheng: "It's sick, it doesn't seem to be light, and my face is swollen." ”

"Ahh Bao Yingxia was stunned, and the roll in her hand fell to the ground.

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