Qin Mo walked to the back of the shadow wall and successfully passed through the gate that had just opened, followed by Wei Shu.

With the two of them taking the lead, some people made up their minds, but more people still had the idea of waiting and watching, standing in front of the shadow wall and refusing to move.

Inside the gate, the sky was clear and windless, the sun was hidden in the clouds, and the ground was covered with grass more than half a foot high, mixed with small yellow wildflowers.

This kind of environment is refreshing, Qin Mo and Wei Shu glanced at each other, and the two of them walked straight ahead in unison, where there was a wooden pen holder and twelve floating cases.

Floating case, a kind of legless table, the length is generally about four feet, the width is not more than two feet, mostly bamboo, wood, metal materials, jade, crystal, agate materials for the top grade.

The floating case belongs to the Wenbao, which can be suspended two feet from the ground and used as a bookcase, which can be used in the outdoor environment by calligraphers and painters. When not in use, it can be as small as a seal, easily put in a coat pocket, or hang a rope from a belt.

Like other Wenbao, the price of the floating case is ridiculously high, and the scribes below the Gongshi basically can't afford it.

The two of them were followed by seven children, and when they saw the floating case, their eyes all lit up involuntarily, most of them had only heard of this kind of treasure, and few people had seen it, let alone used it.

Moments later, the nine of them arrived at the area where the floating case was located.

The floating cases are all made of beautiful jade, the size is the same, and it is covered with felt and rice paper, as well as pen washes, ink inkstones, pen holders and other stationery supplies, and the inkstone has ground ink in it.

The twelve floating cases are divided into three rows, separated by six feet in between, and the children are free to choose.

After praising the floating case, everyone came to the pen holder in front.

The pen stand is six feet high and three feet wide, made of hardwood, and is divided into three layers, each of which is hung with 12 brushes, many of which are high-grade fine pens.

Someone exclaimed: "Look, this is a purple electrocondensation cream pen!"

Everyone followed the sound and looked, only to see the child on the right reaching out and taking a brush from the pen stand, as if he was afraid that others would snatch it, and said, "I will choose this pen." ”

Purple electrocondensation frost pen, using thunder bamboo as the pen barrel, this kind of bamboo grows on the top of the mountain, to go through the thunder and lightning nine times, can not appear the slightest crack and deformation, the whole body becomes dark purple, can be used to make the pen barrel;

The pen is made of sable, snow leopard and black otter hair, to meet the requirements of both rigidity and softness, generally based on long edges, can meet the requirements of regular script, line script and cursive script:

In particular, when writing cursive script, it can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and it is said that the characters written by people who are above the half-saint of the calligraphy can condense small droplets of water in the air and become hoarfrost, covering the handwriting, hence the name.

Grass saint Zhang Xu highly respects this pen, and after becoming famous, he has to use this pen.

The four materials used in this pen are extremely rare, and the price is even more outrageous, and ordinary scribes are not qualified to use it, even if they look at it.

Although everything here is illusory, it is also unavoidable to get the opportunity to use the purple electrocondensation pen.

Many people showed unwilling looks, secretly blaming themselves for not being able to get the pen first.

But this sentiment was quickly swept away, because the first layer of the pen holder was all high-quality, and some were even better than the purple electrocondensation cream pen.

Tong Sheng, who had obtained the Purple Electrocondensation Frost Pen, was still complacent a moment ago, but he soon became less happy, because he saw someone else take a Seven-Star Purple Pen from the pen holder, and then someone else took down an Afterimage Limbo Pen.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't change it after choosing, he would definitely hang the brush in his hand on the shelf and make a new choice.

In terms of value, the latter two pens are above the purple electrocondensation cream pen.

Someone grabbed a blue water Xiangfei pen and shouted happily.

Compared with the first layer, the brushes in the middle layer of the pen holder are slightly ordinary, mainly with the Spring and Autumn Pen of Changge, the pen of Baiyun Xiangfei and the pen of Fengling Mountain.

Looking at the third layer, it can't be described as slightly ordinary, but ordinary to the extreme, represented by Zizhu Spring and Autumn Pen, the twelve pens are basically at this level.

Everyone was scrambling for the first layer of brushes, only Qin Mo was very calm, and Wei Shu was also good, although he was eager to try, but he didn't rush forward.

"Brother Ziyi, why don't you come forward to choose a pen?" he asked, in fact, he was already a little anxious in his heart, the reason why he didn't come forward was because there were nine children in this field to participate in the test, and there were twelve high-quality brushes, which could not be divided.

Qin Mo smiled indifferently and said, "I'm thinking, with my current strength, what kind of pen can I control?"

Wei Shu raised his eyebrows, as if he had been enlightened, realizing that everyone had made a fatal mistake, they only remembered to compete for the best brush, and forgot their own control ability.

This is like giving a child a peerless sword, the sword is sharp enough, and it has killed countless people before, but the child does not have the strength to lift it at all, but it is better to give him a dagger.

The seven of them had already chosen their brushes, and they all had satisfied expressions on their faces.

Qin Mo took a step forward, stretched out his hand to take off the first pen on the left of the third layer, and said in a flat tone: "Zizhu Spring and Autumn Pen, I used it once when I was in the county test, and it is quite handy, so use it." ”

The seven people showed disdainful glances, and secretly said that you are really a dirt bun who has never seen the world, so many good pens are not chosen, you have to choose the most ordinary one, it is strange that you can pass the test!

Wei Shu also stepped forward, he took a deep breath, resisted the urge to look at the first layer of the pen holder, reached out to the second layer of the Fengling Mountain pen, after some mental struggle, resolutely took off this pen, said: "This is the pen I usually use, familiar with its character, so I chose it." ”

At this time, someone said sarcastically: "Wei Wenyou, your courage is too small, you don't dare to use a good pen, your Wei family is a famous family, you should have seen the world." ”

Wei Shu was not angry, and said: "It is precisely because the family is very strict with the discipline of the younger generation, so I know the truth of doing what you can, the pen you choose is very good, but according to your conscience, have you mastered it?"

Everyone's faces changed slightly, but they didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but felt that a good pen could increase the success rate of passing.

They all chose the floating case, Qin Mo calmly chose the last one in the last row, and Wei Shu chose the one next to him.

When the pen touched the ink, a line of neat small characters appeared on the rice paper, he looked down, his eyes widened, and then he shouted in amazement: "What kind of test question is this? I actually asked me to copy the "Urgent Chapter" of the grass saint, I am a child, just started to contact the line of calligraphy, how can I write cursive?"

He was completely confused, even if he was replaced by a new talent, he might not be able to finish it.

The few children who were close to each other showed gloating expressions, they didn't know that they would encounter the same difficult test questions, until someone exclaimed again: "The penmanship of the little seal sage Li Si wrote the famous work "Silent Night Thoughts" by the poet immortal Li Bai, I ...... Shh

Behind is the sound of gasping air, just like the previous child, he has never learned Xiao Seal, how to write?

Qin Mo smiled and shook his head, everything was expected by him.

From the moment he walked through the door, he was observing every detail of the place, and he found that all the floating tables, paper, inkstones, and pen washes were the same, except for the brushes that hung on the shelves for people to choose freely.

In other words, the problem will definitely be on the brush, and the level of the brush corresponds to the difficulty of the test questions.

The purple electrocondensation cream pen is the favorite thing of the grass saint Zhang Xu, and the title is to copy his famous work "Urgent Chapter", which is not abrupt at all.

The guy who was asked to write "Silent Night Thoughts" with a small seal, he chose the Rainbow Qiankun pen, which is the best at writing small seals, and the title seems logical.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, the rest of the people all broke out in a cold sweat, of course, Qin Mo and Wei Shu were not among them.

Wei Shu took several deep breaths in succession, and then looked at Qin Mo with grateful eyes, if it weren't for his timely reminder, he would definitely choose the first layer of brush like everyone else, and then end up unable to complete the exam questions.

With the lessons of the past, the rest of the people didn't dare to put pen to paper, but turned their heads to look at Qin Mo.

He chose the lowest grade of the pen, and everyone wanted to know what the corresponding test question was.

In fact, they still had a trace of illusion in their hearts, hoping that the difficulty of the test questions had nothing to do with the level of the brush, hoping to get verification from Qin Mo.

Qin Mo shrugged, with a relaxed expression on his face, he raised his right hand unhurriedly, and dipped it in ink with the Zizhu Spring and Autumn Pen that had just finished moistening the pen.

As the stroke of the pen touched the ink, a line of small words appeared on the rice paper: Your mood at the moment.

He frowned slightly, made a rather helpless look, and then put down the pen and wrote seven neat willow script on the paper: People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants.

After completing the last stroke of the word "elephant", seven characters flashed at the same time, and two big red characters appeared in the upper right corner of the rice paper: pass!

Rumble!

Not far away, the ground shook, and a stone staircase arched out of the earth, spiraling quickly upwards into the sky.

At the same time, the two people who had failed to answer the questionnaire before shouted in unison, and they were sucked away by the huge force in front of more than a dozen eyes, and disappeared in an instant.

Apparently, they had been kicked out of the tower.

The onlookers were red-faced, and it turned out that Qin Mo was right, they only cared about choosing high-grade brushes, ignoring the most important issues, and it was strange that they could pass the test.

Wei Shu looked excited, he didn't rush to start writing, but clenched his fists at Qin Mo with a respectful expression, and said in a sincere tone: "Thank you Brother Ziyi for reminding me, my little brother is grateful, if I can successfully ascend to the fourth layer, I will repay your kindness." ”

Qin Mo smiled and waved his hand, and said, "I'm just telling the truth according to my own situation, being able to maintain a normal heart and make the right choice in the face of temptation, the main credit lies with you, not me." ”

Wei Shu clenched his fists again: "Brother Ziyi, Gao Gu, the stairs leading to the next floor have appeared, please!"

"Then you're welcome. Qin Mo returned the salute and turned around and walked towards the ladder.

The reason why Qin Mo was in a hurry to leave was so as not to put pressure on Wei Shu, after all, he was picking a middle-level brush, and the difficulty of the test questions would be lower than others, but it would definitely be higher than Qin Mo's test papers.

Qin Mo stepped on the steps, and his body disappeared in an instant.

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