Chapter 849: Brother Aiming at People and Notes

At the second when the two eyes met each other, the eyeballs that were attached to the thin slit of the wooden wall disappeared.

Then there was the sound of footsteps and the movement of wooden chairs.

"This brother Tai, under the surname Chen, the name Chichi, the word Yishang Mo De wears. ”

"I don't know what Brother Tai is called?"

Fang Zheng didn't leave again this time, he knocked on the wooden plank of the cubicle and shouted to the scholar next door.

It's a pity that the other party is very reserved, very shy, and very introverted.

And he didn't answer.

Except for the initial sound of footsteps and chair movements, the exam room next door has been quiet.

"It seems that Brother Tai is an introverted and shy person, but it doesn't matter, in fact, I am the same as Brother Tai, everyone is an introverted and shy character, I guess my brother's name should be called Aiming at People, right?"

"Brother Tai doesn't speak, is it because I guessed wrong?

"Hey, my brother still doesn't speak, am I all wrong?"

Just as Fang Zheng was speaking, several cheers rang out in the imperial examination room.

"Who's making the noise?"

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and I saw the invigilators who had passed by here before suddenly appeared nearby, as if they had been squatting nearby.

The invigilator walked over from the "Ding Wei" examination room where Fang Zheng was, and then roughly grabbed the scholar in a certain examination room, click!

Heads on the ground!

Blood Splattered Five Steps!

Then the invigilators turned around and left, leaving behind a corpse in a pool of blood, and I don't know if it was a warning to other candidates?

Looking at this decisive scene, Fang Zheng was stunned.

What exactly is this the imperial examination room?

Or Sen Luo Hell?

Did the ancients have no human rights like this?

Fang Zheng was in his heart, for the innocent scholar who was lying on the gun, he was silent for 0.1 seconds, brother Anyway, you have already died once, you are a dead person, and you are not afraid to die again......

The other candidates in the imperial examination room seemed to have been accustomed to this scene, and none of them raised their eyes to look at the corpses of the candidates on the ground.

No one showed pity or sympathy.

Fang Zheng is much more honest now, and he doesn't harass the scholar next door anymore.

Just, after a few minutes, rustle, rustle, rustle......

The feeling of being peeping at a pair of eyes, staring at the top again.

Fang Zheng found that there was a very small slit on the wooden grid in the examination room. If it weren't for his previous experience, he might not have found out.

Fang Zheng lay down in front of the new wooden plank and looked at one of the eyeballs behind the slit, and then the eyeballs immediately moved away and disappeared, leaving only the dark space of the examination room next door.

Then, it's like you're stuck in an infinity cycle.

Every time Founder finds a new crack, the candidate next door will dig a new small crack in the wooden board again.

It's less than two hours.

The wooden board of the examination room has been dug out of dense small cracks.

Founder was finally overwhelmed.

He saw the scholar next door, except for blindly peeping, there was nothing special, the last time the scholar peeped at him, Fang Zheng no longer looked at the scholar next door this time, and there was a blue arc split between the fingers of the demon ape, exploding.

Boom!

A blue electric snake burrowed into the small slit and popped the eyeball behind the plank.

A wisp of ordinary soul qi flew up, broke through the air very quickly, and was absorbed by the human skin scriptures from the outside world.

Fang Zheng's eyes were slightly happy.

I didn't expect this effect.

Just when Fang Zheng's heart was slightly happy, there was a slight abnormal sound, which sounded from behind Fang Zheng, but when Fang Zheng turned his head to look for it, he didn't see anything.

But just as Fang Zheng looked down, he saw a small note under his feet.

It turned out that at the bottom of the other plank, perhaps due to perennial rain soak or dampness, there was a small hole rotten.

The little note was handed in from another scholar next to him.

With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Fang Zheng unfolded the note-

Zhuge Liang did not have the heart of Shen Shang and used his technique, and Wang Anshi used the truth of Shen Shang to deny his name.

“??”

“???”

Fang Zheng's face was completely confused.

Fang Zheng, who had a black question mark on his face, looked at the small note in his hand, is this the scholar next door cheating, copying the answer from him?

It's really a friendship at the same table.

Whether the friendship at the same table is deep or not depends on whether you bring a pack of spicy strips to your table for breakfast every day, and whether your table gives you a copy of the test paper.

But he didn't come to take the imperial examination at all!

What a friendship at the same table!

What "University", "The Mean", "Poetry", "Book", "Li", "Yi", "Spring and Autumn", Baguwen, Babi Wen, he has never read it at all, so for the content on the note, Fangzheng knows every word alone, but he doesn't know a word after being combined.

Fang Zheng was defenseless and shed tears that belonged to the scumbag.

If you throw all modern people to ancient times, and all experts and professors are thrown into the ancient imperial examination room, they are absolutely illiterate and scumbags.

Because times are different.

What you have been nurtured and what you have learned is different.

Haunted copy of the answer!!

Brother Note, I really don't know the answer! I'm really not here to take the imperial examination!

What to do?

I'm good now!

Urgent answers online!

Fang Zheng looked at the note in his hand, the person was messy in the air.

Thinking of this, Fangzheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He casually found an exam room to drill, how could he run into two scumbags who like to cheat at the same table.

An old tablemate likes to peep at him, probably because he wants to peek at his exam answers.

And the other likes to hand out notes and copy answers.

Knock knock.

At this moment, there was a knuckle tapping sound from the examination room next door, but at this time, Fang Zheng was on the road of fugue in the air......

Knock knock!

The soft knock in the examination room next door sounded softly again.

Fang Zheng was still on the road of fugue in the air......

Knock!

The sound began to get heavier, urging Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng was still on the road of fugue in the air......

Knock knock!

Knock! Knock!

The voice began to rush one after another, and the scholar next door began to become more and more impatient, as if he had a tendency to violent school violence if he didn't copy the answer.

Knock knock knock! knock your sister's knock! knock again, believe it or not, I'll knock on your heavenly spirit cover!

Seeing that the next door was getting more and more urgent, Fang Zheng simply grabbed the four treasures of the study prepared in the examination room in the examination room, and scribbled the answers on the back of the note.

Anyway, I didn't say that I had to answer accurately.

I'm going to give you an answer.

If you have the ability, you can copy it.

"When the book is used, I hate it, and the money is not enough to spend at the end of the month. ”

Fang Zheng grabbed the brush that he was not proficient in, and after writing it crookedly like a ghost, he stuffed it directly from the small rotten hole under the wooden board to the scholar next door.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds......

Time passes.

Within a few minutes, the scholar next door actually handed in a small note.

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

Spread out the note and looked at it, the person was speechless, this is a new exam question -

Prime Minister Pei Du should recruit talents and staff officers from all over the world, please meet in private.

Founder: "......"

The scumbag is looking big.

Please, use punctuation, and if you can't afford it, I'll lend you tons of punctuation!

Knock knock.

The scholar next door began to urge Fang Zheng to give an answer again.