Bell – Bell – Bell –

As the bell rang for the start of the exam, even the original occasional talking was gone, only the sound of writing remained. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

From the moment he got the test paper, Ming Zhenhai picked up his pen and began to write the answers, without a pause at all.

The first exam was Chinese, and like 5,000 years ago, the difficulty of the Zhuxia language was still so terrifying.

The meaning of the words is enough to make people scratch their ears and cheeks, so that people don't know how these people find the questions, and it is even more doubtful whether they will do it themselves.

Reading comprehension is even more fanciful, grabbing a word, holding your head and making you say what they think the author felt when writing the article. In addition to admiring the perseverance and imagination of the person who wrote the question, he can only lament the barrenness of his brain, and he is completely unable to communicate with those lofty masters.

Not to mention martial arts students, that is, liberal arts students, in the face of the Chinese exam, are cautious and cautious.

So naturally, compared to other candidates with sad faces, the breezy Ming Zhenhai immediately attracted the attention of the three examiners, especially Ming Zhenhai was still in the front row.

In less than ten minutes, Ming Zhenhai had finished the previous questions except for the essay. In fact, if he had laser typesetting copying technology, he could fill in all the answers in two seconds, because all the answers were already in his head.

For other test takers, not to mention reading comprehension, the previous questions are enough for them to ponder. Ming Zhenhai also needs to think, but his thinking is multi-threaded, which directly improves the efficiency countless times.

The examiner, Tong Lijia, walked to Ming Zhenhai's side lightly and saw that he was already writing an essay. At first glance, she was attracted by the word Ming Zhenhai, and she immediately remembered the words "imposing and unrestrained". If you look closely, every word is as majestic as a mountain, but there is a sense of unbridled joy at the beginning and end of the line.

The so-called words are like their people, which is just in line with the calm and mountain-like of the famous town overseas, with the comfortable posture at this time, not as described in those eight words!

As early as on the way to Liyang, she had already heard that Liyang Middle School had produced an incredible genius this time, and the forging speed of the 10th level Great Perfection was unique even with what she had seen and heard.

When he was assigned to the No. 1 examination room, he secretly paid attention.

Although the appearance is also tall and burly, the metallic skin immediately reminded her of a long-standing saying, "The bones are like steel, the skin is golden, the sea of gods is vast, and the emperor of men."

In the past, she only thought that legends were just legends, but it wasn't until she saw Ming Zhenhai that she didn't know that if she hadn't seen them, it didn't mean that they didn't exist.

After carefully looking at Ming Zhenhai's eyes that were as prosperous as a sea of stars, she had a feeling of verifying the legend.

Now that I have read the words written by Ming Zhenhai, I originally thought that his level of forging was beyond the world, which was already amazing enough, and now the words are so superb. This surprise is no less than a trip to Africa and the discovery that it is full of Chinese who have set up shops.

Walking the test papers in front of me, I found that they were all filled.

As a teacher at Huainan No. 1 Middle School, Tong Lijia naturally knows exactly what level of martial arts students is, so it is natural for her to think that Ming Zhenhai is just full at most.

But when she read the first answer and checked the content, she found that it was actually right. Then look at the second one, hey, that's right again. With surprise, Tong Lijia kept looking down, she was speechless, although she didn't have an answer, but a rough judgment seemed to be all right.

She now deeply doubted that Ming Zhenhai had the answer, otherwise it would not have been possible to do it so quickly. Of course, she knew that this was impossible, and as a major national exam, the whole process was extremely confidential. From the release of test papers in the state to the distribution of test papers, the monitoring of each link is outrageous.

She was still thinking about how Ming Zhenhai did this, and found that Ming Zhenhai had even written the composition and was looking at her with a frown.

Tong Lijia smiled a little embarrassedly, and then realized that she had actually stood beside Ming Zhenhai for ten minutes.

After the examiner left, Ming Zhenhai checked again to make sure that the basic information such as the name was correct, and then he was ready to hand in the paper.

Although Ming Zhenhai did these topics quickly, he could not guarantee that he would be correct, and for those topics that he could not do anything about, Ming Zhenhai did not want to bother to think about them. According to his rough estimate, there is absolutely no problem with his performance among martial arts students.

picked up the test paper, and Ming Zhenhai handed it over to the podium.

Tong Lijia took it with a smile, and before Ming Zhenhai walked out of the classroom, she began to look at the composition.

The other martial arts students all looked at Ming Zhenhai angrily, and secretly scolded Ming Zhenhai for being unkind, and he didn't let go of any opportunity to abuse them.

At this time, the exam is only 20 minutes long, and many people have just finished the previous question. Some martial arts students who only have muscles in their brains bite off the tip of their pens before they frown and understand the meaning of the first question, and only the names are written on the blank scroll.

Wenshan is okay, as a literati family, he has been influenced a lot since he was a child. Even if I studied martial arts, I always like to read books. So although his speed is not as perverted as Ming Zhenhai, he has also done a small half of the problem.

He chatted with Ming Zhenhai a lot, so he knew Ming Zhenhai's level very well. However, he couldn't help but be surprised to see that Ming Zhenhai had done it so quickly, and he always felt that this boss had a constant miracle to create.

For the slight commotion in the audience, several examiners felt the same way, looked at each other and shrugged, who is not from that era!

However, soon everyone buried their heads and continued to fight bitterly and bitterly with the test papers, and the classroom re-entered the silence.

On the contrary, at this time, Tong Lijia, who had been reading the test papers on the stage, was constantly agitated.

This essay is an essay with pictures, in which a child under a plum tree gives his mother plums to eat, and the request is to write the relationship between the child and his mother according to the picture.

If Tong Lijia were asked to write about this topic, she would definitely start from how her mother picked plums for herself when she was a child, and then picked plums for her mother to eat when she grew up. Make the process more detailed, make the plot more specific, and then highlight the mother-son filial piety between mother and son through comparison.

If you break through again, write that when you were a child, you and your mother ate plums under the tree, and when your mother is old, your children and your mother eat plums under the tree, highlighting a time change and contrasting the same warmth.

And the first sentence of the opening sentence of Ming Zhenhai's article goes straight to the point, describing a child who misses his mother, "I have been working outside for half my life, and I am also adrift for half my life, I don't know what happened to my mother in my hometown, is that plum tree still there?"

Then he wrote that the festival was approaching, and his son, who had worked hard to survive, could no longer suppress his desire to return to his hometown. Then I took a boat, hitchhiked, and finally returned to my hometown after many hardships.

And when the dusty son returned to his hometown for the first time, he saw his mother waiting under the plum tree. So just as when he was a child, his mother picked plums for her children to eat, and her son, who had grown into the prime of life, climbed a tree and picked many plums for his gray-haired mother to eat.

The mother's smile was already full of wrinkles, which made her son's heart smile with joy.

Seeing this, Tong Lijia has already given this article a special gift. The beautiful text, the smooth narration, and the subtle mental description are completely a masterpiece.

But at the end of this whole story, the style of painting suddenly changed. The son coughed twice, and he woke up from freezing, and it turned out that he was asleep by his mother's grave.

The son was lonely and drifted away, leaving only plums with dewdrops.

A somber and majestic aura suddenly rushed to his face, and all the joy in front seemed to be for this sad ending.

Seeing the final ending, Tong Lijia almost immediately felt the urge to go home to see her mother.

Then the two assistant examiners found that the beautiful examiner Tong Lijia looked at the test paper and laughed and cried for a while, completely losing the image of the examiner.

Ming Zhenhai didn't know that his essay was making the beautiful examiner feel up and down, and after coming out of the examination room, he sat under the tree and stared at the sky.

That article can be said to condense the mood that has been depressed in his heart, although in this life he is prosperous and has a great posture of rising to the sky. And his parents and younger siblings in this life are very good to him, and they also make him feel the warmth of the family.

But after all, he is an adult who has wandered from time and space, and many things from the previous life have been imprinted into his soul.

Everything else in his previous life was a cloud to him, but only his parents were a pain in his heart. Originally, he had been adrift for half a life, and he had not fulfilled his filial piety, and until now, it is even more impossible. He didn't even dare to imagine how the old couple, who had lost their only son, survived their old age.

No matter how talented he is, no matter how strong he is, he doesn't have any ability to return to his parents, even if he says he's sorry. Only on that exam paper, in this obscure way, expresses a son's 5,000 years of guilt! )