Chapter 61: Viewing the Scroll.

"It can't be!" Wang Sheng looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief, "How can the champion not be me?" I ask to watch the papers! ”

The middle-aged man looked coldly at the thin man who made an inappropriate voice, and said expressionlessly, "Are you questioning the injustice of our Guanhai Academy?" ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Wang Sheng subconsciously took a few steps back, and even reasoned to tell him that it was not the right choice to offend the vice president at this time, but the words had already been spoken, and if he retreated at this time, he would undoubtedly lose face in front of everyone.

So Wang Sheng stubbornly continued, "The candidate just wants to take a look at the test paper of this champion and see how far the candidate is from him, and presumably other candidates also want to see how wonderful the test paper of this champion is written." ”

The middle-aged man looked at the thin man quietly, and suddenly the white-shirted man next to the thin man caught his attention, the middle-aged man smiled faintly, and asked the white-shirted man, "Once you have passed, what do you think?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yijing stood in place and couldn't cry or laugh, although the situation was greatly beyond his expectations, but he didn't believe that Guanhai Academy would operate this kind of thing in the dark, others could, but his jealous and hateful teacher would never allow this kind of thing to happen, so the only reason for this situation is that this year's candidates are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers, which is amazing.

"Teacher, the disciple thinks it's better to show them the test paper, firstly, to relieve their doubts in their hearts, and secondly, it can also promote their positive and enterprising spirit, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone." Zhao Yijing hugged his hand and said, although it was not a wise choice to offend Liang Yu'an, but these are all people from his Nanshan Poetry Garden, and what should be maintained must be maintained.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Yijing deeply, then closed the list and said calmly, "Okay, I'll paste the test paper of the woman named Han Su on the notice board for you to observe." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Woman?"

"That Hansu turned out to be a woman?"

"The champion name taken from 10,000 people is still a woman, which is simply ridiculous."

"I don't believe it, it must be, something must have gone wrong."

Looking at everyone's stunned gazes, the middle-aged man showed a trace of disappointment in his eyes, handed the golden list to the Guanhai disciple on the side, turned his back and said calmly, "The golden list and the test paper will be posted on the notice board, if anyone has any objections to this, they can come to me." Then the middle-aged man waved his sleeves and walked into the inner courtyard of Guanhai.

Everyone was silent, after all, the middle-aged man's words had already been said to this, and it seemed that the woman named Han Su had indeed won the top spot with her outstanding knowledge.

"It's not the first time." One of the test takers suddenly spoke up.

Everyone's eyes were a little dazed, indeed, the last Guanhai assessment was also a woman who won the top prize, and now she is one of the six sons of Guanhai.

It's just that I didn't expect that this time a woman also appeared and trampled these tens of thousands of men under their feet.

Everyone couldn't help but think of what the woman named Nan Yue had said.

"Who says women are inferior to men? Zhu Yan is still changing. ”

The two disciples of Guanhai respectively held a golden inscription and a piece of white paper with dense black characters written on it, and carefully pasted it on the huge notice board.

The crowd was immediately divided into two parts, and a large part of them crowded in front of the golden list, after all, compared to most people, it didn't matter to them who the title was, and what they ultimately cared about was whether they could be admitted to Guanhai Academy. Only a small number of people, such as Song Lian and Zhao Qiuyu, have already determined that they can be admitted to Guanhai Academy, will they feel some interest in the examination paper of this champion.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Li Yu has a legal process, his ears and eyes are one, his hearing and hearing are not chaotic, and he has no worries about wandering away, and the governance is ......"

Song Lian, who was dressed in a torn linen robe, was speechless for a long time after reading the entire test paper, and finally sighed, "It's like a frightening dragon, it's hard to imagine that this is a woman's writing." The writing is rigorous, but it is hearty to read, the things described are clearly organized, the level is obvious, borrowing the classics to explain the truth, a hundred dense and no omission, it can not be said to be an excellent article. I'm really far from it. I have read it for a long time and gained a lot, such a woman, it can be described as a heavenly pride. ”

Zhao Qiuhui, who was dressed in a purple robe, stood in front of the notice board and was slightly stunned, and silently said in her heart: Han Su, Han Su, is she the girl at the unicorn banquet that day?

And Zhao Yijing shook his head lightly after reading the article on the white paper, sure enough, this woman's talent is far from being comparable to ordinary people, and he can't make such an article, not only that, I'm afraid that no one else in the entire Guanhai Academy can compare with this woman except for those sages, in his opinion, this article is enough to be called perfect.

It's justβ€”

Zhao Yijing couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wang Sheng and Qi Yuan on the side, both of them had a look of loss in their eyes, it seemed that they obviously couldn't find any flaws in this article.

Zhao Yijing coughed, and Wang Sheng and Qi Yuan's eyes immediately looked at him.

"It's unwilling, right?" Zhao Yijing said in a tone that only Wang Sheng and Qi Yuan could hear.

Wang Sheng and Qi Yuan lowered their heads and fell silent, acquiescing to what Zhao Yijing said.

"Actually, I used to be the same as you, I was unwilling, and I have had the same experience as you are now." Zhao Yijing smiled slightly.

"In the admissions assessment of Guanhai Academy back then, I was just a Tanhualang, with a list and a champion on it, just like you, the champion that time was also a woman, that is, today's chess fairy Nanyue. I'm not reconciled, I don't understand why a woman can become a champion and I'm just a flower. Later, I figured out that it doesn't matter if the champion is male or female, the important thing is to find out where you are different from them and make up for these shortcomings. ”

"It's a pity that after so many years, I'm still not as good as that woman, but fortunately, I'm not worse than I was back then. You are the same, there is no need to feel disappointed about this, at least you have entered the Guanhai Academy, and the Guanhai Academy is a new starting point, where everything can be done from scratch, and some goals and wishes that were once unattainable can be achieved here. ”

"The most important thing is that Senior Brother is also willing to wish you a helping hand."

Wang Sheng and Qi Yuan looked at each other, and finally joined hands with the white-shirted man and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Zhao Yijing nodded and said with a smile, "Today is also a big day for you to be admitted to Guanhai Academy, and the banquet for Senior Brother Dengjialou will still be held, so I should celebrate your admission to Guanhai Academy." ”

"Senior brother, how can this be?"

"It's okay, you are the two most optimistic people in Senior Brother, even if you lose this time, it doesn't matter, just start all over again, let's have a drink tonight and forget about these unpleasantness."

Zhao Yijing's eyes kept flickering, although he didn't reach the ideal situation today, but it also allowed him to better control these two people.

Empathy is the best medicine.

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