In front of the main hall, it gradually became lively, and countless young men and girls flocked to the bottom of the mountain.

It was not long before he left the temple. Miko glanced at the carriage, and the two people in the carriage didn't seem to have any intention of ending their conversation, but they didn't know what they were talking about.

The crowd surged very quickly, and there were already a small number of people who had taken the lead in front of the hall to watch curiously, and when they saw the magnificent hall, they were all amazed.

The girls whispered around the cyan carriage, their faces flushed slightly.

With a heavy squeak, the door of the temple opened, and an old man in a blue shirt with two black silk forged patterns on his cuffs stepped out of it.

The old man had a pale beard and crane hair. Stand with your hands down. Eyes and eyes, look around, majestic and haughty.

The young men and women in front of the hall gradually lost their voices, and looked at the old man in front of the temple gate.

The old man looked at the young men and women without a voice, nodded with satisfaction, and then cleared his throat and said, "My name is Gu Qingcen, you can call me Gu Lao, and I am the invigilator of this literary exam." ”

Suddenly, a strong hand grasped Miguang's shoulder, and the slight tremor from the hand was faintly excited.

Miguang turned his head to see that Chi Mo was wearing a veil, and his brilliant face was shrouded behind a light veil, which made him slightly surprised.

But I know why, because there are too many people, it must be a disaster for him to show his face.

Chi Mo said: "You will be my person from now on"

Miguang looked at him with a strange expression, but he was a little nervous in his heart, thinking to himself, could it be that I was pulled on the black ship again?

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Gu Qingcen's pre-exam session had ended, and the young men and women entered the hall door with a faint look of excitement.

The space in the hall is very large, with fifty horizontal and vertical seats, and there is still plenty of space for the invigilators to walk around and inspect. There were windows on all sides of the hall, but they were all covered with cotton cloth to block the light from the sky outside, but fortunately there were six huge lamp stands hanging on the beams of the temple, and the lights on the lamp stands were bright, and the hall was reflected brightly.

Miguang looked at the number plate issued by the deacon before entering the temple and muttered in a low voice

"Thirty-one, twenty-two"

Find a place, Miguang sat down, there is a pitch-black ink board on the table, there is a white stone pen on the side, after these few days of understanding of the Gods and Demons Continent, he knows that this is a tool used by the Gods and Demons Continent to write, the white stone pen has the ability to recognize the owner of the short occupation, and the words written on the ink board can only be seen by the writer himself, and after the white stone pen becomes ownerless, the words on the ink board will reappear.

Such a tool usually appears in large-scale exams, such as today's Xianqing Sect's literary exam, which is also the reason for Miguang's chagrin, he can't use the function of the night clothes to check other people's test papers to cheat.

Miguang said helplessly: "Is the sky going to kill me?!"

At this time, a girl on the right seat attracted Miguang's attention, the girl looked delicate, a pair of bright eyes were very smart, a short black hair at the shoulders, looking slightly cute, the pigeon milk faintly raised on the chest was beautiful, quite large-scale, pleasing to the eye, and the bronze complexion had a different kind of beauty.

As if sensing Miguang's gaze, the girl smiled and nodded at Mimitsu, and then pulled her sleeves, as if to hide something.

Miguang smiled back, and then withdrew her gaze, just wondering why she had just pulled her sleeves.

"The literary examination is about to begin, close the temple door. ”

As Gu Qingcen's words fell, the discussion of the surrounding candidates also subsided, and they all moved their eyes to Gu Qingcen.

Gu Qingcen looked around, and then said after no one spoke again: "This exam question is this painting"

Immediately, a large canvas appeared behind Gu Qingcen, and the thing painted on it was very simple, there was a tree, and a lotus flower had grown on the branch, and nothing else.

The young man and girl sitting below looked at this painting, their faces were all confused with a capital letter, and then looked at Gu Qingcen, looking forward to his further explanation.

Who knew that Gu Qingcen didn't seem to see everyone's puzzlement, but said directly: "The time for the literary examination is one hour, and it starts now." ”

Boom!

As soon as the bell rings, a few people are already writing, and most are looking at the canvas to figure out the implications.

Miguang looked at most of the people around him who were still thinking about how to write, and his heart was happy

It turns out that I'm not the only one who took the literary exam, and there are so many people with me, so I have nothing to be ashamed of.

Suddenly, the girl on the side made a small movement in the afterglow, only to see her gently fiddling with the cuffs, her eyes wandering around, and from time to time she wanted to look at the cuffs.

Miguang didn't turn his head to look, his five fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and a red dot turned into a flying insect and flew out of the collar, burrowing into the girl's cuffs.

Then the image in the cuff came to mind.

The contents of it surprised Miguang secretly.

"I'll go, high-end cheating skills"

I saw that the sleeve was densely covered with small words like mosquitoes and flies, and I read an article about this painting, and there was more than one.

Miguang secretly sighed in his heart: "It turns out that people in this world are also people, and they are so wise when dealing with exams, but it's a pity that I met me, a more intelligent alien, it's sad." ”

The rustle of the white stone pen sliding over the ink board was endless, and it fell on Miguang's ears like a heavenly sound.

After staring for a while, he grabbed the white stone pen on the side and began to write hard, the rapid rustling sound was extremely abrupt in the original rhythmic sound, which naturally attracted the attention of the people around him, and they all looked sideways.

Gu Qingcen coughed lightly, glanced at the candidates, and motioned for them to concentrate on the exam.

Then he slowly walked towards Miguang.

Miguang didn't pay attention to it, at this time, he took out the speed of his hand to copy his homework when he was in school, and his pen was flying, completely unaware that Gu Qingcen had come to him.

Gu Qingcen watched quietly for a long time, then nodded with a smile, shook his head and sighed secretly, I don't know if it's good or not.

And the girl on the side of Miguang felt that it was not good at all.

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A third of the time had passed, and Gu Qingcen had already gone to inspect elsewhere.

The girl on the side breathed a sigh of relief, carefully fiddled with the cuffs, and was about to peek at the article inside, but Miguang on the side picked up the ink board and stood up.

The girl looked at Miguang in surprise, but she didn't expect the seemingly ordinary teenager around her to answer the questionnaire so quickly.

Miguang handed the ink plate to Gu Qingcen's hand.

Gu Qingcen asked, "Don't check it again?"

Mitsumi nodded. But he felt a little weak in his heart, and seeing that Gu Qingcen didn't say anything more, Miguang left.