readx;? Chapter 132: Your handwriting is so good!

Lin Huan also asked Lin Hao why he had to choose Qingzhu Academy before, and now he had to choose Minglu Academy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Lin Hao's answer was that Qingzhu Academy belonged to a second-class academy, as long as he was both civil and military, he could always learn to transform into a spirit, while Minglu Academy was a third-class academy, and he could only learn a spirit baby.

Confucian academies, taking the second-class Qingzhu Academy as an example, it also opened the third-class Qingzhu Academy and the fourth-class Qingzhu Academy; naturally, the third-class Minglu Academy also opened the fourth-class Minglu Academy.

As for the fifth-class colleges, unlike the first-class and fourth-class colleges, they emphasize the text.

Therefore, only first-class academies can be opened to the fifth class, and other second-, third, and fourth-class academies do not have this right.

As for the first-class academies, there are only four Confucianists in total, and only geniuses are recruited.

Lin Hao Bingshui Erlinggen, he didn't want to be a first-class academy, he thought that the bottom of the second-class academy, Qingzhu Academy would accept him, but he didn't want to be abandoned.

In the first year, he failed the literary examination, but he was young and frivolous, so he insisted on not participating in the later third-class and fourth-class college enrollment conferences, and went home to practice Wendao again behind closed doors.

But in the second year, I didn't expect Qingzhu Academy to abandon him again!

In this way, the other second-class academies would not want him for the sake of face, and retreated to the second-class, Minglu Academy is considered to be the top among the third-class academies! It's just that after all, he was abandoned twice, and I heard that this Minglu Academy and Qingzhu Academy seemed to have a little trouble a hundred years ago.

If Minglu Academy abandons recording again, he will have to try other third-class academies at the bottom of the line, or even go to fourth-class academies!

"For the sake of the family, I can't retreat!", this is Lin Hao's original words!

A word of tenacity!

In this regard, Lin Huan is also quite sympathetic in his heart.

The young body that is under heavy pressure for the rise of the family is always awe-inspiring.

At this moment, another person came to the shed, and after a pleasantry, Lin Hao also knew that it was inconvenient to ask Lin Huan Kendao about it at this time, so he also sat down in the greetings.

Competition, that is, the martial arts test, is said to be a person on stage, who is not convinced to go to the battle, more than half a pillar of incense no one goes up to challenge, and the defender enters the literary test.

There are only ten qualifications to enter the literary examination this year, and only four are finally admitted!

And these four places, more than 100 Confucian disciples from the surrounding ten cities are grabbing them!

Of course, there are still many self-aware disciples who have chosen other academies, and there are even some geniuses who have been admitted to other second-class academies.

The admission order starts from the first-class college and ends with the fourth-class college, and those who have completed the fifth-class college can participate.

The first-class academy is just going through the motions, and those who meet the talent standards have already been included in their fifth-class academies; this passing scene is to try it out and see if there are any fish that slip through the net.

The second-class academy has already been admitted, and ten days ago, it happened to be the last of the second-class colleges, the admission of Qingzhu Academy, Lin Hao failed.

Today is the first day of admission to the third-class academy, and the third-class academy Naru, which ranked first in the overall ranking last year, has begun to admit disciples, and tomorrow is the day when the third-class academy, Hanmei Academy, which is ranked second in the overall ranking, will admit disciples.

In Lin Huan's opinion, with such an admission system, unless a genius can be born in a low-class academy, its academy level will be dead!

Coupled with the good face of Confucianism, Lin Hao chose Qingzhu and was abandoned, and the second-class academy will not accept it again, and maybe the leaders in the third-class academy will not accept it again.

In this way, it is also a disguised burial of genius.

Looking at Lin Hao's melancholy and stunned gaze, Lin Huan was suddenly very glad that he had fallen into the southern state at the beginning, and he didn't have to crawl around under such a dead system.

patting Lin Hao on the shoulder, Lin Huan didn't know what to say.

Lin Hao turned his head and smiled at Lin Huan, saying that he was fine.

At this time, a figure flew outside the gazebo.

"Ten students, please come with me!", Xieru flew outside the pavilion and said kindly.

In fact, there are still more benefits here, at least those powers are more close to the people... Lin fantasized.

Ten people unconsciously led by Lin Huan and came to the high platform.

According to the order of advancement, everyone stood still, facing the three great Confucians at the head of the stage.

Lin Hao naturally stood behind Lin Huan.

"You recite 'Persuasion'", a middle-aged Confucian in green clothes in the south said.

"Eh! yes!", the student was quite sad to respond, "The gentleman said: I can't just learn...... There are birds in the south... The name says... Say... ＂。

"You can go!", Daru said coldly.

The student smiled wryly and shook his head, stepping aside.

At this time, you must not show your stingy or spineless side, once it is passed out, no one will accept him in this life!

Soon, one person memorized an article, and nine people abandoned the recording of five people!

However, Lin Hao recited "Self-cultivation", which was suppressed and frustrated, and almost felt it, which won the frequent nods of several great Confucians.

It's time for Lin Fan!

Lin Huan pressed the joy of being eliminated in his heart, and bowed down to listen to the question.

"Let's do something else!, write your name on it!", this time it was the great Confucian in the north who was like a crown of jade, and his tone of voice was very casual and leisurely.

Lin Huan was stunned for a moment, and saw a small table suddenly floating beside him, with a white paper, a brush, and an inkstone on it.

Lin Huan, who just wanted to be eliminated quickly, and then leave here, find a place where no one was around, and discuss the follow-up direction with Yan Quanhan, was excited in his heart, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and put pen to paper.

However, this gritted teeth, seeing Lin Hao's eyesight, became a sign of unconfidence.

"Brother Lin Huan, little brother come and polish the ink!", Lin Hao stepped forward to recommend himself.

Lin Huan nodded speechlessly.

You can't grind it, the elimination is there.

The acquaintance of the two of them knew the name, and as for Lin Fan's own life experience, Lin Fan only vaguely said that he was an orphan.

Since Lin Huandu has taken it in a word, Lin Hao is naturally interested, so he didn't ask much, anyway, those who can enter the range of the competition platform must have passed the literary examination of the fifth-class academy. This is Lin Hao's opinion.

In comparison, they are all seventeen years old. Lin Huan took the night he first met the mysterious man as his birthday, and he was like Lin Hao!

Lin Hao called Lin Fan "Brother Lin Fan" on the grounds of "the master is the teacher"!

Lin Hao grinded for a few breaths, and Lin Fan picked up the pen.

The pen full of ink was gently lifted and placed an inch above the paper, Lin Fan took a deep breath, click!

A drop of ink dripped onto the paper.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief! Lin Huan's old face was also red, and he pressed the pen on the ink and brushed it!

The word "Lin Fan" jumped on the paper!

If that's a word...

"Good! Good words!", the big Confucian in the north suddenly stroked his palm! "This cursive writing is wonderful! The pen walks the dragon and snake, winding like flowing water! Wonderful!"

"Uh!", Lin Huan now feels like being stuck in his throat by a fly!

He really wanted to pull the big Confucian's neck and ask fiercely, "Where is it beautiful!

"Do you say yes!", at the end, the great Confucian in the north asked the great Confucian in the middle and south quite satisfied.

The two Great Confucians fought for a while, and nodded helplessly.

"The pen is like the wind, the handwriting is like dry grass! Good words! Good realm! You were directly admitted to Minglu Academy!", the Confucian in the north did not forget to comment, and then said "admitted".

At this time, Lin Hao seemed to have truly "understood" the true meaning of Lin Huan's handwriting, nodded again and again, and turned to look at Lin Huan with a rather admiring gaze.

Whoever I recruited provoked me!

Next, Lin Fan was silently led aside, watching the big Confucian in the north and south ask questions again, and eliminated the two of them, and now, there are only Lin Huan, Lin Hao, and a student named Wei Yuan left.

"I'm in Minglu Academy, what I like is quality, since there are only three people who are qualified this time, let's admit three of them! The other seven of you will have the dean personally write a letter of recommendation to the other third- or fourth-class colleges," said the big Confucian in the south.

Everyone bowed down and thanked them.

Subsequently, the great Confucian in the middle, who didn't talk much, wrote seven letters of recommendation, five to the five people who were eliminated in the first round, recommended to the fourth-class academy, and two to the second-class eliminated, recommended to the third-class academy.

"You go home and clean up, the day after tomorrow at noon, the long pavilion", the middle-aged Confucian in the middle said steadily.

"Yes", the crowd bowed down again, and they were about to retreat.

"Lin Huan, huh!", the middle of the big Confucian said.

"Yes! Student Lin Fan!", Lin Fan bowed, and also changed "juniors, disciples" to "students" according to the local customs.

"Yes. You are also seventeen years old, and when you enter Minglu Academy, you must be neatly dressed, wear disciple clothes, and tie your hair to a standard, and you must not wear ordinary people's brown clothes like today, and your hair is tied with iron hairpins!

"Yes, students remember!", Lin Fan still said a little reluctantly.

After all, he specifically wanted to leave, but he was accepted, and he naturally resisted in his heart.

After getting off the high platform, several people had another greeting of joy and sorrow, and Lin Huan was in a bad mood and remained silent.

After sending away a few other people, Lin Hao gave up his hand to Lin Huan, "Brother Lin is a guest house, why don't you go back to the cold house with your younger brother, and by the way, let your younger brother prepare some items for Brother Lin, after all, you are going to enter Minglu Academy, not as good as before." ＂

"No! no!", Lin Huan was startled and hurriedly refused.

Don't! I'm still ready to run away!

"What's the matter?Brother Lin?", Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, and then thought of something, "Brother Lin, the younger brother's house is in Yiyun City not far away, and the younger brother can also say something in the clan, and he will not let Brother Lin suffer half of the grievances."

He took it for granted that Lin Huan was worried that his status in the family was not high, which caused him not to be treated well in the Lin family.

It can be seen that he will be completely wrong.

When Lin Huan was about to say the excuse he had already thought of, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his attitude changed sharply, and he smiled slightly "falsely",

"Where, where! It's just that I don't want to trouble you, after all, the things to buy are not cheap! But since you insist on doing this, then I might as well be respectful! Let's go!"

With that, he lifted his feet and walked in the direction the others had left.

Belch!

Lin Hao suddenly felt a punch on the cotton!

You know, he's ready to persuade him just now!

"Lin Hao, aren't you leaving?", Lin Huan turned around and asked suspiciously.

"Uh!

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In addition, I'm telling you a sad news.,Yinfeng is going home for the New Year.,The home is rural.,No Internet.,I can't publish chapters.,We'll see you after the New Year!

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