The subject of the first examination of the college is the subject of 'etiquette' among the 'six subjects of gentlemen'.

For this subject, Ye Junlin still has some confidence. He did a lot of 'mock test papers' one after another, and he memorized them all just in case.

If you haven't eaten pork, don't you know how to draw a scoop according to a gourd?

Ye Junlin seemed extremely confident, at least when the test papers came down, he was very confident.

A bell rang, and a teacher dressed in green clothes stepped on the spot, and what he held in his hand was the test paper of this 'rite' subject.

Soft as water, white as snow.

The test paper is made of the most famous 'Yuejun paper' in the empire, and it is really a wonderful thing to match the ink of 'Jianjun'.

It's just that such a beautiful thing is used as an exam, which is an extremely unbeautiful thing, which is really a tyrannical thing!

Ye Junlin took the test paper, looking a little excited.

For the examination paper in his hand was as white as snow, but it was empty.

At the moment when Ye Jun was shocked, the Tsing Yi teacher walked up to him and laughed softly: "This is the 'base paper', and the test paper is the one below." ”

Ye Junlin's face was slightly red and embarrassed, but the entire examination room erupted in laughter, and the atmosphere was extremely cheerful.

Ye Junlin shook his head helplessly, laughed at himself a few words, and then took out the test paper and prepared to start answering.

But when he saw that topic, he instantly became even more uneasy. Because he hadn't seen the question before, because it wasn't written on the pile of 'mock papers'.

"Liars, all liars!"

Ye Junlin gritted his teeth with hatred, but he was helpless.

The question on the exam paper is extremely simple, with only four words: "What is a courtesy?"

Ye Junlin held the pen in his hand, looking extremely depressed, he really didn't know how to answer this question

Candidates who can answer questions always feel that time flies so slowly, and such a question will take so long? And for those who can't answer questions, giving them a year will be too short. Because it won't, give them a year, or not!

Ye Junlin bit the pen, and his mind no longer knew that he had wandered to that level. Time, too, in his daze, passed second by second.

A crisp gong sounded, and the Tsing Yi teacher smiled and said, "It's time, everyone is ready to hand in the papers." ”

A slight sentence, to Ye Junlin's ears, was like a thunderbolt from the sky. Looking at the patches of snow white on the test paper, Ye Junlin was sad.

Dipped in a little fragrant ink, Ye Junlin waved vigorously and wrote five big characters splashed with ink: Etiquette is a fist!

Tsing Yi Jiao Xi walked up to Ye Junlin, patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and then put away his test paper very carefully.

The candidates gradually dispersed, leaving only Ye Junlin with a sad face

The second subject after the 'Rites' subject is the 'Music' subject.

It's still the same examination room, it's still the same Tsing Yi teaching, but the environment of the examination room has changed a lot.

I don't know where the original examination table has been moved, and the recorder, sheng flute, pipa, guqin, gong, heavy drum, and even chimes are scattered throughout the examination room.

The candidates entered one by one, chose their own instruments and played.

The level of performance varies, some people play like the clouds and rivers of the same country, the sun and snow in spring, and some people play like a donkey neighing and a spring cat barking.

When it was Ye Junlin's turn, his face was extremely indifferent, because he had given up struggling.

"Choose one!" Tsing Yi Jiao Xi looked at Ye Junlin, and then laughed.

"Not anymore. Ye Junlin shook his head and showed that he had given up.

"Do you really give up?" Tsing Yi's face showed a trace of regret.

"Give up. Ye Junlin smiled helplessly and turned to leave.

This is the end of the first day of the exams at the academy.

Ye Junlin's expression was extremely decadent. Because of the two exams on this day, he couldn't have been worse than the exams.

At dusk, the scholars who came to participate in the preliminary examination left in turn.

Ye Junlin was submerged in the crowd, his expression extremely decadent.

He didn't notice that not far behind him, there were four pairs of eyes, staring at him all the time.

From the 'Jixia Academy' to Wei Ye's mansion, there is really some distance. Ye Junlin did not ride a car or a horse, he walked on the street with a lonely expression.

Behind Ye Junlin, several middle-aged men in brocade clothes followed closely. They were waiting for the opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to attack Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin seemed to have discovered the 'tail' that followed him. So, he deliberately went to a remote place.

The dog wants to bite the wolf, and the wolf doesn't want to kill the dog.

Ye Junlin walked to an extremely secluded alley in the city, stopped, he turned around, and shouted softly to the front: "I've been following for so long, and I haven't come out yet?" ”

Around the corner of the street, the men walked out. Their expressions were full of banter, and looking at Ye Junlin, it was like looking at a fat sheep.

Ye Junlin was in an extremely bad mood, so he didn't plan to show mercy to his subordinates and repay his grievances with virtue or something.

The space ring on his hand flashed slightly, and the extremely heavy sword appeared on his hand.

"Jian Yi, Breaking the Wind!"

Ye Junlin swung out a sword, and the crimson thin Lang that shone with flames surged out like a mountain of seas.

Most of those brocade-clothed men are 'high-level Xuanshi', and only the one who is the leader is a 'low-level Xuanling'. This kind of cultivation, in front of Ye Junlin, who has become a 'high-level Xuanshi', is really 'not even a scum'!

With a swing of the sword, these thugs understood how powerful Ye Junlin was.

The thugs hurriedly made a move, and the attribute mystical techniques of different colors bombarded the red thin Lang. But it didn't make any waves.

The thugs were surprised. However, Ye Junlin didn't give them any chance to be surprised.

The big sword in his hand was swung out one after another. Several flames spurted with fine tongues of fire, sweeping in.

Fine Lang, it's enough for these thugs to drink a pot, not to mention these fire Lang.

Without incident, the thugs, after a little resistance, were hit by the flames.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thin Lang bombarded the thugs, sending them flying in an instant, and the red flames burned on their bodies, causing them to roll on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames.

Ye Junlin looked at the embarrassed appearance of the thugs, and his mood suddenly improved.

Therefore, he did not make any more ruthless moves, but instead put away his heavy sword and turned to leave.

The leader-like thug, after several tosses, finally extinguished the fire on his body. He stared at Ye Junlin's back and said viciously: "If you dare to offend our 'Yellow Dragon Gang', you will definitely look good!"