When Li Shangyu arrived at the Wei Gong Mansion, it was already crowded, and according to the arrangement of the Wei Gong master, after counting the applicants, the interviews would be conducted according to different time periods.

After waiting for more than three hours, it was finally Li Shangyu's turn to register, and after he showed the invitation he received, the white-haired old man on the other side kindly made a note for him.

The old man raised his head and smiled kindly, "By the way, according to the instructions of the Family Master Guard Palace, I still have to ask you a question." ”

Li Shangyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted, it turned out that this old man was actually a disciple of Master Weigong.

He nodded hurriedly, "Mmmm, grandpa, just ask, I'll answer truthfully." ”

Xin Lang looked at the dark-skinned young man in front of him, and couldn't help but be amused by his urn-loud answer, this child has a fishy smell on his body, I'm afraid it's a fisherman's child, judging from his dress, I'm afraid he is the lowest shrimp people in Mengjian Country.

Compared to the other interviewees in silk and satin, the teenager seemed a little out of place.

But it was precisely this that Xin Lang noticed him.

He smiled slightly, "Have you ever studied arithmetic?" ”

"Arithmetic?" Li Shangyu thought for a moment, then shook his head, "I only learned a little bit of writing from the old grandson in the village, but I didn't learn arithmetic. ”

"Okay." Xin Lang entered his information into the Qiankun Mirror, and noted that he would not be able to calculate this piece of information.

"It's already registered, you can come back tomorrow and wait for the notification."

Hearing him say this, Li Shangyu felt a little depressed in his heart, from Yunmenggang to here, with his sword speed, it would take at least two days, that is to say, he could only make do with one night in Mengluo City today.

However, to be able to get such a good opportunity, he already felt that God favored him, as long as it didn't rain, he thought that even if it was worth sleeping on the street for one night.

"Thank you, old man." Li Shangyu nodded and prepared to leave.

"Don't worry, young man." Xin Lang stopped him, and then took out a voucher from the box next to him and handed it to him, "For this recruitment, the family teacher is afraid that you will have a tiring journey, so he specially arranged a place to live in the city, you take this to the Dream Land Inn, they will take you to rest." ”

When Li Shangyu heard this, his eyes widened, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Where in this world would there be a swordsmith who would arrange accommodation for apprentices?

It was the first time he had encountered such a swordsmith.

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When he slept on the soft bed at night, he held the pillow and couldn't sleep, this was the best bed he had ever slept in since he grew up, although the Dream Land Inn was not the most luxurious hotel in the Dream Sword Country, but for him, it was like heaven.

Li Shangyu's nose was a little sour, and he secretly made up his mind, no matter what, he must become the apprentice of Master Weigong, for sword casters, a good master is too important.

The next morning, he finally understood why he was asking if he had studied arithmetic.

According to whether they have studied arithmetic or not, these [applicants] are divided into two different groups, and then arranged in batches according to time.

Li Shangyu was scheduled to conduct an interview three days later at 2 to 3 p.m. in the courtyard of the Wei Gong family.

According to Master Weigong's plan, each batch of people has an hour's time, and then a group of people has the appearance of 100 people.

When he arrived at the venue on time, a group of people inside had just come out, only to see that they were all depressed, and many people cursed.

"Fuck, this swordsmith is a wasted name, isn't it? Where is there such an apprenticeship, I don't ask a single question about sword casting, what kind of garbage class is I taking, and Lao Tzu is not going to enter the academy of the Heavenly Sword Country! ”

"That's it, I really don't understand, is this a swordsmith or an arithmetic master?"

"Forget it, I see, it's clear that he doesn't want to recruit people, but just takes this opportunity to promote himself."

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Li Shangyu was confused when he heard this, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he was pushed forward by the surging crowd and entered the courtyard of the Wei Palace.

What caught his eye was a big blackboard erected in front of the courtyard, and combined with what those people said just now, Li Shangyu had already guessed seven or eight points.

It's over, is it really the same as they said, is this time to ask arithmetic questions?

There were 100 seats in the courtyard, and under Xin Lang's command, these people were all seated in order of entry.

When everyone had arrived, a young man came out of the house.

He has a delicate face and wears a white gown, giving him a suave and elegant feeling.

Li Shangyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, although he had already seen a lot of news about him and knew something about his appearance, but when he saw the real person, he still couldn't help but have some doubts.

The man looked too young, not a few years older than him in appearance.

Aside from the Heavenly Sword Kingdom's Right Hand of God, this swordsmith should be the youngest among the accomplished swordsmiths, right?

As soon as he thought of the major changes in his life that he might face next, Li Shangyu's throat was so nervous that his throat was dry, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, waiting for Wei Gong's instructions.

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Wei Gong raised his head and glanced around the crowd, and then cleared his throat, although he had already solved the question of how big the world was in front of thousands of people last time, but he was still a little nervous in the face of many people.

He managed to squeeze out a smile and introduced himself, "I'm Emiya, a swordsmith who hasn't yet become famous. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he made more than 100 people laugh.

"Master Weigong, are you not famous yet? That Gong Zhiyu of the Sword Country is even more fart! ”

I don't know which daredevil's words made everyone laugh.

Emiya raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet, and the audience quieted down.

"Everyone, let me first talk about the rules of today's round of testing, first of all, I will give you a half-hour arithmetic course, but don't worry, since you have not learned, I will start from the very beginning, and then half an hour later, I will give you a simple question, and everyone will send the answer to my eldest apprentice Xin Lang through the Qiankun mirror. During the answering period, there are a few rules, one, don't discuss with each other, any behavior of hand-to-ear, will be regarded as disqualification, two, you must not plagiarize other people's answers, otherwise you will lose your qualifications, do you understand? ”

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding what Master Weigong was doing at all, what does taking arithmetic classes and doing arithmetic problems have to do with sword casting?

Emiya looked at them with a confused expression on their faces, and let out a ridiculous sigh in his heart-

If it weren't for the large number of people, he wouldn't want to select apprentices in such a group way.

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