Following the flow of people, Mo Lin soon arrived at the so-called Shenghai Academy, and the first thing Mo Lin saw when he arrived at the school was the big scary courtyard gate of Linhai Academy, etc., this thing doesn't seem to be a door, because this courtyard door only has a door frame and no door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Forget it, this is the main entrance anyway, and beyond the door is a huge crowd of hundreds of thousands of people. In this place where people can be squeezed into cockroaches, Mo Lin can't even see the registration point.

"Dingyue, are schools so popular these years?" Mo Lin smiled bitterly and looked at Qing Xuan beside him.

Qing Xuan shook her head blankly: "I don't know, but I think there shouldn't be so many people." ”

"Huh." Mo Lin smiled bitterly again.

But then again, since you've come here, you can only bite the bullet. So Mo Lin turned on the brute force mode and began to break through all the way, it is worth mentioning that although the flow of people here is huge, the level is not high. Mo Lin looked at it at first glance, and those people were generally in the early teens or twenties on their heads like they had just left the novice village.

Of course, most of these people are children, for example, the little kid who is wiping his nose on Mo Lone's trouser leg now is a level 6 little guy.

Looking around, Mo Lin feels like he has returned to the novice village.

"Isn't there even a level 30 player here?" Just when Mo Lin was still wondering, a voice suddenly reached Mo Shan's ears.

"Parents should stand out a little, those who want to come over to take the entrance test hurry up, and those who don't participate get out of the way of others."

The voice was rather hoarse, and it seemed that he had exhausted his strength. Although he heard the voice, it was a pity that Mo Lin still didn't find anyone. There was no way, and in desperation, Mo Lin could only use the rocket jet to make himself fly into the air.

"Damn, this person is going to be on fire under his feet."

"What kind of shoes are these, they're so cool!"

"Brother, are these shoes for sale?"

"Hmph, grandstanding."

“…….”

The chaotic sound resounded at Mo Ning's feet, but Mo Lin obviously didn't pay attention to such a thing. Flying into the sky, he finally saw the so-called registration point, the registration point is actually not a few, there are hundreds of small stalls similar to selling popsicles at the main entrance, and there are three staff members on each stall, one is standing on the edge of an iron wall, one is greeting candidates and one is registering.

But compared to the other two people, the person who registered is obviously much more idle, and is bored biting the pen.

"I've found an organization, but what's this test?" After all, rocket jetting is only a jumping skill and can't stay in mid-air for a long time, so Mo Lin didn't see it clearly at all. However, he finally knew the direction, so he began to release the spatial technique and slowly moved towards the registration point in midair.

"Ah,, who?"

"Huh?" Mo Lin looked around, he seemed to hear something just now.

Mo Lin hadn't found anyone yet, but a pair of hands had already grabbed his feet and moved him aside. At this time, Mo Lin realized that there was a person under his feet.

That person was white and clean, and a white coat lined him with a jade tree in the wind. Of course, the premise is that you don't have footprints on your face.

Mo Lin was shocked, took a step back and shouted, "What are you going to do, why are you at my feet?" ”

On the opposite side, the 'white painting' with Mo Lone's big footprints was almost choked to death by Mo Lone's words, and he pointed to Mo Lone's red face and trembled: "You, you, you." ”

"You're not going to touch porcelain, are you?" Mo Lin asked very seriously and seriously.

Brother Bai Zihua poured another mouthful of old blood into his throat, and just when this long-standing immortal was about to be angry with himself, several servants around him finally came up to relieve the siege.

"Who are you, you dare to talk to our son-in-law like this, do you know that our Bai Gongzi is a descendant of the Bai family in southern Sunan, and he is about to be admitted to the Holy Sea Academy to become a sage, you dare to be rude to your son!" A very old servant shouted unceremoniously to Mo Lone.

As soon as he heard the old servant say this, 'Bai Zihua' immediately came back to his senses and put on the appearance of a master in the world.

Bai Gongzi didn't know where to take out a folding fan, and after gently opening the fan, he said to Mo Lone: "Where are you from the mountains and wilderness, you don't understand any etiquette." I ask you, have you ever read a book? ”

The question of "......" made Mo Lin very embarrassed, strictly speaking, his academic qualifications are the kind that graduated from the fifth grade of primary school and barely knew how to read.

Scratching his head, Mo Lin said embarrassedly: "I ..... have been studying for about five years." ”

"Ah, you've been reading for five years, too?" Unexpectedly, Bai Gongzi was shocked when he heard Mo Lone's words.

Mo Lin looked dazed, what does this mean pinching? Then the oldest servant came up again and said to Mo Lone: "Don't talk nonsense, how can a countryman like you have read a book for five years?" A nobleman like our Bai family is only qualified to study for six years, so don't lie to us. ”

"Six years? The first year of junior high school? "Mo Lin is confused again, is there also a so-called nine-year compulsory education in this game?

At this time, Qing Xuan finally flew over, her skills are so good, she can transform into her own shuttle crowd. She slowly floated to Mo Lone's side and said, "Mo Lone, he is not wrong, reading for six years is indeed the power of aristocrats." In the divine realm, ordinary people can also study, but there are only three years, which is called three-year compulsory education. The aristocracy can study for an additional three years, which is called the six years of aristocratic education. Finally, there is a high-level institution such as Shenghai College, which can do three years of intensive study according to one's own strengths. ”

"Three years of elementary school, three years of junior high school, three years of college. What kind of strange background information is this? Mo Lone's face was full of confusion, according to this routine, if he entered the Holy Sea Academy, it would be a serious skipping grade, and he would jump directly from elementary school to university.

Of course, judging from his age, he is no longer called the University of the Elderly, but should be called the University of Doom.

Bai Gongzi still didn't believe that Mo Lin had read for five years, according to his understanding, those who could read for five years were nobles, how could nobles teach a reckless man like Mo Lone.

Hehe, the error of the background of the times, Mo Lin doesn't know how to explain it.

At this time, an uproar relieved Mo Lone's embarrassment.

"Oh my God, you're getting a high score."

"12200, a high score."

"That is the genius of the Shi family, I heard that he is only seventeen years old, and he is not yet an adult."

"The Shi family? That Shi family in Lion King City? No wonder. ”

With the uproar of everyone, Mo Lin also looked over. (To be continued.) )