There were no substantive arrangements on the first day of admission, and after dinner, the dean of the college, Zhu Bingwen, ordered someone to post an announcement on the bulletin board, informing them that there would be a placement test tomorrow, so that the students could rest well and prepare for tomorrow's battle.

It is said that the previous placement test set up two subjects, civil and military, and the liberal arts had three sub-headings, namely general knowledge, writing, calligraphy and painting; There are four subjects under the martial arts department, namely ball, shooting, fighting, and game; There are three grading grades, excellent, medium and poor, and each grade is divided into three steps, excellent A, excellent B, excellent C, middle A, middle B, middle C, poor above, poor middle, and poor a total of nine intervals. Whether it is a literary excellence or a martial arts excellence, those who enter the excellent class will enter the excellent class, and they can freely choose the teacher who will attend the class; Those who enter the secondary school will be admitted to the secondary class, and will follow the arrangement of the college, and there will be no other priority rights; Those who enter the business and so on practice for two hours a day in liberal arts and three hours in martial arts. There is a big exam every school year, and all classes are ranked in a rolling manner, with the latecomers coming to the top and the latter giving way, where there is no privilege to talk about, and the class is the ranking that shows the identity and status of the individual, and here there is only obedience to militarized management and training.

"Bo Yan, tomorrow's placement test seems to be very scary, and I just saw that many people look like they are bound to win. When I first went to the toilet, I found that many people were training intensively, some reading at night, some practicing their fists and feet, why do you look so leisurely? Don't you want to be in the honor class? I've heard that ranking and class are status symbols here. As soon as Fucha Xiangning entered the door, he muttered to Ma Jiaboyan's ear and spoke.

"Aren't you also very laid-back, aren't you worried about tomorrow's placement test?" Ma Jiaboyan, who was lying on the bed, listened to what Fucha Xiangning said, he smiled happily and asked rhetorically.

"I have nothing to worry about, if I really follow the previous examination system as rumored, divided into two subjects, I don't have to think about it, I will decisively give up martial arts, that's not something I can bear, and I think I have more hope for the sprint liberal arts. I have been familiar with the Four Books and the Five Classics with you since I was a child, and the two of us can write poetry at the age of three, and we can paint at the age of five, so there should be no big problem. But my martial arts are a little worse, and most importantly, I am afraid of hurting others. Fucha Xiangning was pacing while drinking tea, looking at Ma Jiaboyan's eyes, and said triumphantly.

"Hey, I said Fucha Gongzi, you are very self-aware, knowing that you can't do martial arts, you will sprint to the liberal arts, with this mentality, it seems that I am worried about you in vain. Go to bed early, we have exams tomorrow. Ma Jiaboyan listened to what Fucha Xiangning said, he didn't laugh out loud, and almost jumped off the bed, covering his mouth and talking like a parrot.

"Don't sleep, I'll make you laugh at me." Fucha Xiangning was very angry, and saw Ma Jia's parroting appearance mocking himself, so he began to tickle him, "When I go home in a few days, I will tell my father to tell Uncle Ma Jia that you are bullying me in the academy, and they will definitely punish you at that time." ”

"Okay, my Fucha son, can't you know if you're wrong?"

Ma Jia Boyan was scared of Fucha Xiangning's tickling since he was a child, and begged for mercy as soon as he saw her stretch out his itchy hand. Unexpectedly, he accidentally used too much force, and forced Fucha Xiangning under his body, and the two of them looked at each other in embarrassment. From childhood to adulthood, I have slept in the same bed, covered the same quilt, and eaten the milk of the same nurse, and the two of them often fight like this, I thought that both of them were used to it, and inadvertently felt that they had suddenly become adults. Fucha Xiangning's hat fell to the ground, her hair fell apart, and her shy slightly red face looked so moving in the candlelight of Huang Yun, looking at Bo Yan's eyes in a daze. Ma Jiabo Yan could obviously feel the bulging part of Fucha Xiangning's chest, her appearance was so charming, his heart couldn't help but be a little flustered, and he felt in an instant that the person in front of him was no longer the little friend who accompanied him at the beginning, she was already a slim girl, and she was also a beauty.

"Bo Yan, hurry up, I'm almost out of breath." Fucha Xiangning found that Ma Jiabo was stunned and didn't mean to get up at all, feeling that his chest was about to be flattened, and hurriedly shouted to speak.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, you're fine." Ma Jiaboyan listened to Fucha Xiangning's voice, sobered up in a trance, hurriedly stood up, and spoke with concern.

"It's okay, I'm so disturbed by you, there's no play, go to sleep." Fucha Xiangning pouted and spoke lazily.

Hurriedly returned to his bed, covered the quilt and turned around, pretending to be asleep. In fact, she was a little apprehensive in her heart, she could clearly feel her face flush to the root of her ears just now, and Bo Yan's eyes had seen it countless times, but she never thought that it was such a hook just now, and she felt warm in her heart. Fucha Xiangning guessed that she must have been overwhelmed to be like this, how could she feel this way about Bo Yan, she must have thought too much about herself, and felt that it would be good to sleep.

Ma Jiabo, who was on the bed, was also messed up in his heart, how did this tomboy look so beautiful just now, there must be something wrong with his eyes. For more than ten years, Fucha Xiangning has been around him, and he has long been used to playing with her, he convinced himself that he must be too tired during the day, everything is an illusion, just sleep well.

Gradually, the night was deep, the candles slowly burned out, and Fucha Xiangning and Ma Jiaboyan fell asleep unconsciously. The moonlight outside the window reflected through the window, and shone on the jade pendants they carried, the texture was so warm and transparent, and the picture projected on the wall was so beautiful and romantic, everything looked very peaceful.

The next day, just after dawn, the bell rang to get up and gather, and everyone got up quickly, washed quickly, and rushed to Mingxuan Hall in full dress. Dean Zhu Bingwen and other teachers had already arrived, and when the 122 people had been assembled, he began to prepare to read out the rules of the placement test. I saw that he hung two pennants on the two very large signs on the left and right, with the word "Wen" on one side and the word "Wu" on the other. Just as the joy had not passed, Zhu Bingwen stood up with a big belly and swaggered, sat and gestured for everyone to be quiet, and then read out the rules of the placement test.

"Dear students of Tianxiang Academy, as the dean, I would like to welcome you very much. In order to let every student have a pleasant study life here, I will read out the rules of the placement test for you. This year's placement test will only be conducted for martial arts, and the best will be classified, and the liberal arts will not be examined. I believe that all students will be very shocked when they hear this news, and do not hesitate to listen to what I have to say. Our Tianxiang Academy has no identity portal, and all of them are treated equally, but the general knowledge, writing, calligraphy and painting tested in the liberal arts have always been greatly affected by family and identity, and I think the gap between everyone present is also very limited. In order to be fair and excellent during the selection period, we will be rated by the martial arts, but also for the hope that everyone present will pay attention to both civil and military training, the cultivation of the underwriting, and the practice of martial arts. Zhu Bingwen stood in front of the hall and read out the rules in his hand aloud.

"Why only take the martial arts test, I think I'd better give up, I can only wait for the errand. If I had known this, I would have practiced martial arts with you back then. After listening to the exam rules, Fucha Xiangning immediately wilted, and whispered to Ma Jiabo who was standing aside, "Boyan, you must have entered the honor class, why should I follow you this time, it's really sad." ”

"Who said that I would definitely enter the honor class, didn't you say last night that there are a lot of strong people here, maybe I can only be regarded as a poor grade. Besides, you know that I am interested in liberal arts now, and I came here to study for the imperial examination, and I don't want to be a military general. Don't worry, how can I leave you alone, I promised your father to take good care of you. Ma Jiaboyan looked at Fucha Xiangning's sad face, but he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he joked and amused her with a hippie smile.

"Really? Forget it, you're joking with me again, your martial arts are so good, ball, shooting, fighting, and playing, which one hasn't been practiced since childhood, let alone you are majestic on the martial arts field. If you're number one, I'll be number one, and maybe the two of us will be the talk of the house. Fucha Xiangning pouted, held his eyes, and spoke in frustration.

"I knew you would be like this, and yesterday you bragged that you were afraid that others would get hurt, and I think you were afraid that you would get hurt. See you on the exam field, you're wilting before you start, but you don't look like the one I know. Ma Jiabo said that he couldn't see that it was soft, so he came to the hard one, and changed his way to talk to Fucha Xiangning.

"Hmph, I won't let you look flat, even if you lose, I'll lose in the scenery, see you in the exam field." Fucha Xiangning decisively fell on the trick and said angrily. After speaking, he ignored Ma Jiabo's words anymore and stood alone angrily.

At this time, there was a commotion in the hall, some people were happy and some were sad, complaints, anger, laughter, and disputes were mixed together, no one paid any attention to the existence of the dean, and everyone was discussing the change of the examination system and thinking about their own destiny and future.