10.7 Changed hands again, study exams
Jizi, on the highest rite hall building in the imperial capital, Meng Hong, who was dressed in a purple shirt and military uniform, was standing along the guardrail of the building. and another man of about the same age (name: Tian Zhen). Tian Zhen leaned on the side of the railing. The air currents in the air lifted the sleeves of the two men.
Behind the two is a romantic flower field, obviously dating, but at this time, the eyes of the two deliberately do not look at each other.
Meng Hong looked down at the lights of the city: "I just do my own thing, what can you do to me?" β
Tian Zhen's face showed a gloomy color, but then he said in an indifferent tone: "You are Chengchi, I am just a martial artist (high-level martial artist), and I can't control the affairs of Lord Meng Hong." Butβ"
Meng Hong turned his head and grinned his white teeth and said fiercely: "Tian Zhen, if you dare to bear me, you will wait for me." β
Tian Zhen's momentum was abruptly interrupted, he took a breath, tried to remain patient and asked, "I didn't fail you, don't lie to me, talk about that child." β
Meng Hong: "I told you, that's just an adopted son." Outsiders don't believe it, don't you believe it, I grew up with you since childhood. In the past ten years, I have held the blade of fish intestines and hidden in the invisible place of the world. But I see you every month, do you believe those gossip too? β
Tian Zhen couldn't help but explain anxiously in the face of a strong woman: "I don't have any doubts about you, but people are terrible, what do others say about you?" β
Meng Hong stared at this childhood sweetheart, and gritted her silver teeth: "I supervise the secretaries on behalf of the president, and there are many people who have offended, so I naturally know what they say about me!" β
Tian Zhen yelled, "However, I don't allow them to talk about you. He hugged Meng Hong, and more than ten meters away, those bodyguards in samurai uniforms consciously carried their backs.
Meng Hong's eyes were stunned, and then his eyes were clear for a while, and he was about to stretch out his hand to push Tian Zhen away, but he was hugged tighter by Tian Zhen.
The man said affectionately: "Two months later, I proposed to your family. The child you took will be sent over in a few days, and I will take it as a fake child. In contrast to the adoption of a child by a woman, the adoption of an adopted child by a man in this society is not easy to be gossiped about.
Meng Hong lay on Tian Zhen's chest, stunned, nodded after hesitation, and couldn't help but admonish: "Stupid, that eight-year-old child is definitely not a human being." Now, it's not so much that I'm adopting him. I will use this child to lure the people behind him out" Speaking of this, Meng Hong raised his head and looked at Tian Zhen: "If you accept him as a fake, and promise me first, you will treat him to be despised and despised by him." β
Tian Zhen patted Meng Hong's back, stroked the woman's green silk, and comforted Wen Yan: "Don't worry, just leave it to me." β
[In August 634 of the electronic calendar, when the sun began to blaze, the school examination began]
In front of the square at the entrance of the Shengjuan Academy in Cuiyu Port, cars were parked. The shape of the car is slightly different from that of the earth, and the roof is a two-sided slope that imitates a house. This kind of non-life design can only set off the aristocracy.
Bureaucrats in various fields in Penghai, under the service of their servants, accompanied their children to the country's highest university for assessment. These entourages either spread out parasols or carried bags. The academic examination, which only had 200 candidates, was very popular.
Young people who participated in the assessment were between the ages of 10 and 15. At this age, the spiritual veins have just formed, and they are already able to detect the potential of the future.
Although the children who participated in the assessment were either rich or expensive all over the country, they could not hide the envy in their eyes when they saw the students of the Holy Scroll Academy.
Of course, if the students of the academy looked at them, these children would puff up arrogance and turn their eyes to the side,ββ a picture of themselves being confident that they would pass the assessment sooner or later.
In contrast to the hustle and bustle outside the academy, there was silence in the central hall of the school, and a number of cameras were aimed at the hall. Let the results of the assessment be visible to those in the examination room. The examiners sat in the judges' seats with cold faces, staring at the students who were referring one by one.
"Feng Hong" megaphone shouted the name of the person. An eleven or twelve-year-old boy in a purple robe ran up.
When he stepped on the circular platform with a radius of fifteen meters, lines radiating around him appeared on the originally black platform. The lines on the black rock platform are finer than the most beautiful embroidery. These lines show the direction of the spiritual veins and show the flow rate of spiritual power within the spiritual veins. The examiner, on the other hand, evaluates the student according to the line.
The material of this platform with a radius of fifteen meters is the material of the manifestation stone that Su Ying had seen in his previous life.
"Nerve Activation, Concentration, Gas Molecule Control, High Temperature Control" The examiner announced the names of the new spells that needed to be tested. The boy took a deep breath and began to cast spells.
Beside him, the electromechanical hand floated in front of him with a measuring instrument, and as he released, the examiner's scrutinizing gaze stared at the examinee's body (magic pattern flashing).
On the electronic screen behind the candidate, a series of numbers jump in an interval. After the spell release stops, the examiners will judge the stability of the spirit vein when releasing the spell based on the numerical value and give a score.
During the spell release, the brightness of the lines on the platform under the candidate's feet changes. The release of each spell is the corresponding spiritual vein operation, and the glowing lines on the stone platform also correspond to the spiritual vein.
After multiple new spells have been cast, if the spells are not smooth enough during the switch, the light change of the stone platform's light path will be as unstable as the flickering of a bad light bulb. If it's very smooth, it's as beautiful as a neon sign changing color.
At the end of the test, the examiners bow their heads and use a pen to record and mark on the paper.
"Let's go down." With an announcement, the candidate stepped back from the platform.
A rating of sixty-seven appeared on the screen. Seeing that it passed, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that he was only passable, there was some unhappiness in his eyes.
The passing mark for academic examinations has the potential to become a professional before the age of fifteen. Only a quarter of teenagers pass the assessment each year.
Then the next person stepped onto the stage, and the test continued.
Under the stone platform, Zhao Xuanyu took a deep breath. He said silently, "Spirit, Spirit, is it there?" β
After shouting for a few minutes, Su Ying said in an impatient voice, "What's the matter? β
Zhao Xuanwei paused, and then said in a complaining voice: "I'm about to take the assessment, why don't you care." β
Su Xuan, who was waiting in line at another seat, heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he quietly looked at Zhao Xuanyu, who was fidgeting dozens of meters away.
Su Ying said seriously: "Young man, you are pre-exam syndrome. It's a disease! β
Zhao Xuanxuan slammed his fist on the armrest of the seat, and then he realized that his actions attracted the glances of the people around him, Zhao Xuanxuan hurriedly lowered his head, and retorted to Su Ying angrily, "You are sick." Ling, what should I do if it's a bad review this time? β
Su Ying said: "Bad reviews are bad reviews, I don't care, what they say is up to them, anyway, I used this kind of magic vein to beat a large number of people back then." β
Zhao Xuanwei expressed disdain, but couldn't hide his curiosity and asked: "You're bragging again, you always say back then?" Who were you back then? β
Su Ying: "It's a long story, let me brew it-"
When Zhao Xuanxuan's attention came up. Su Ying: "Forget it, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year." β
Zhao Xuanyu was choked on a mouthful of water, and then said murderously: "Spirit? β
Su Ying (the humanoid light and shadow tilted his head cutely): "What, what's the matter?" β
Zhao Xuanyu: "Don't let me know your identity, otherwise one day, I will dig your grave." β
Su Ying: "Huh? Dig up my grave? Then Su Ying muttered in a low voice: "I will tell you, I have no corpse to die?" β
Zhao Xuanyu: "What are you talking about?" β
When the two of them were arguing, the loudspeaker in the hall sounded againβ
"Zhao Xuanyu"
The examiners finally called out to Zhao Xuanyu, and he straightened his clothes and walked up. In the chat with Su Ying, he was no longer stressed.
When Zhao Xuanyu walked to the stone platform, with him as the center, a light path comparable to Xianyu appeared. The color of the light path flows evenly, indicating that the spiritual power in the spiritual vein system runs very smoothly.
Zhao Xuanwei clearly saw the difference between himself and the previous tester. On the stone platform, these thin lines of optical fibers are the gap between the official kiln and the clay pottery compared with the previous candidates.
And there are 3,000 obvious gaps in these optical paths, and Zhao Xuanyu is surrounded by 365 degrees, and each gap is standard. There is no doubt that this is the lineage of generals with potential. Countless eyes looked at Zhao Xuanxuan.
"Please stand on the middle platform." The tone of the examiner's speech becomes respectful.
Zhao Xuanxuan walked to the center of the test platform, looked at the surrounding cameras, and raised his head hard.
"Separation of Matter, High Temperature Control, Air Flow Control, Low Temperature ......" The mechanical and electronic sound reported a total of twenty-seven spells. The people on the examiner platform couldn't help but whisper. Because that's a bit too much for a twelve-year-old.
However, a few minutes later, when the new spells around Zhao Xuanyu flashed at the same time, the mechanical hands around the platform that were responsible for testing the new spells were chaotic. When Zhao Xuanyu tested, the new spell was not switched quickly, but released at the same time.
One by one, the brilliant new spells radiated from Zhao Xuanxuan's body, and Zhao Xuanxuan did not staggered the angles of these spells in order to allow each new spell to be detected by the people on the platform. So Zhao Xuanyu is like a glowing sea urchin on the platform.
Freely switching is the lower pro, while releasing and controlling at the same time is the mid pro.
In the contemporary era, the standard of controlling more than eight at the same time is the standard of intermediate middle occupations, and the standard of controlling more than fifteen at the same time is the standard of senior median occupations. And now Zhao Xuanwei is beyond the school's measurement level.
The mechanical arm on the platform could only stretch ten measuring instruments at the same time, but it could not measure Zhao Xuanyu's twenty-seven new spells at the same time.
Su Ying's general design for Zhao Xuanyu's spiritual vein, the highest goal is that thirty-seven new spells can be freely controlled. Zhao Xuanyu could only barely run more than half of it. The examiner's platform has been silenced.
Twelve years old - already at the top of the median professional level.
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