This poem, Wu Shan completed it in one go, and an inexplicable pleasure rose in his chest after it was finished.

Put the spirit pen back on the pen holder, Wushan sat quietly back in place, waiting for a miracle to appear.

On the surface, this poem is about the passing of spring and the withering of red apricots, but in fact it is writing about the sadness of the disappearance of happy times, and it is also a nostalgia for the good life in the past.

And Wushan also misses his deceased father, as well as his mother and sister who don't know life and death.

“1、2、3、4、5、6…… 61。 ”

Wushan, who was sitting quietly, was counting in his heart, and when he counted to 61, the white paper on the square table suddenly floated up, and a three-foot-eight foot tall cyan color came out through the paper, straight into Wushan's chest Chinese bucket.

Wushan instantly entered a special state of talent and transformation, and people remained motionless in place.

The changes in Wushan were looked at by the bachelors who were invigilated by the four directions, and the four scholars were all shocked.

"The talent of three feet and eight feet tall is far beyond the world-famous level, and it is almost close to the heirloom, who is this? What a high level of talent!! ”

"Three feet and eight feet...... Interesting! Seeing that this kid is dressed plainly, and there is no spiritual object on his body, it seems that he is a person from a poor family again. ”

"Awesome! Three feet and eight feet, this kind of talent is much higher than ordinary formal students, this son is afraid that he will enter the top three this time. ”

"Tsing Yi cloth robe? Auditors? The talent is as high as three feet and eight feet, why did the academy recruit such a good talent and beautiful jade? ”

The four invigilators were silent, but their hearts were already active.

Wushan's performance just now can be said to be amazing.

Not to mention the surprise in their hearts, Wushan at this moment, their minds wandered in the river of talent, and then entered the ocean of Wenqi, feeling those constantly transformed Wenqi, Wushan's chest Chinese Qi Dadou became more and more amazing.

The talent of three feet and eight feet was directly transformed into nearly four liters of Wen Qi, plus more than two liters before, at this moment, Wushan Chest Chinese Qi Dadou had stored six liters of Wen Qi.

As long as he accumulates another four liters of Wenqi, Wushan may enter the first realm of Wenqi and become an official student of the academy.

However, just when Wushan was immersed in the joy of transforming talent into literary qi, and when the cyan talent was transformed into three feet and one foot, Wushan suddenly felt dizzy and his ears buzzed.

Just when Wushan was about to fall unconscious, a clear voice sounded in Wushan's ears.

"Hold on, if you fall into a coma now, the seven-foot talent that has not been transformed into a literary qi will be wasted!"

The sleepy Wushan, hearing this, was as if he had been struck by lightning, and he woke up instantly.

After waiting hard for the monthly exam, the talent that I finally got was going to be wasted, and Wushan would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

Wushan seemed to be desperate, tormenting himself, and after seeing with his own eyes that his talent was completely transformed into literary energy, Wushan fainted.

Outside, the bachelor who was invigilating in the opposite direction of Wushan, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, his fingers flicked, and a drop of crystal clear dew entered the mouth of Wushan, and Wushan, whose face was pale, instantly became ruddy, and he breathed evenly in a coma, and his breath was endless.

The entire book building, from the first floor to the sixth floor, similar to the situation just like Wushan, happens from time to time.

It's just that everyone's condensed talent is different, everyone's spirit is different, and the range of tolerance is different.

Boom......

The deep, long, and mellow bell rang again, directly waking up the sleeping Wushan.

Wu Shan woke up and raised his head, just in front of him.

The scholar nodded slightly at Wu Shan, and with a gesture of his hand, the white paper on the desks of all the candidates on the second floor automatically flew into the hands of the scholar.

At the same time, the spirit pen, spirit ink, and spirit inkstone on the square table in each compartment fell into the hands of the other three scholars.

"You don't need to say how much talent you have condensed, you know it."

"As for what ranking you and others are in, you can go to the Caizi Pavilion to take a look, and the result will naturally be known."

After saying these two words, the leader of the scholars walked towards the seventh floor with the other three scholars.

On the seventh floor, there is a deputy cave master sitting on the ground today, specially supervising the students' monthly exams.

Wushan walked out of the book building, and the two of them were already waiting at the gate.

"Brother Wu, how is this monthly exam?" The drama severant smiled indifferently and asked casually.

This is the first time Wushan has participated in the monthly exam, and Shen Moyu and Shen Moyu are still quite gossipy, wondering if Wushan, who is participating in the monthly exam for the first time, will have any foreign appearances.

"I was a little nervous at first, but then I adjusted my breathing, and my mood gradually stabilized, and I made a song." Wushan said it very blandly, as if it was a trivial matter.

"Hahaha...... Brother Wu is really not an ordinary person, Brother Shen and I took the monthly exam for the first time, and we were nervous for half an hour, and we wasted half of our time in vain. If it weren't for the two of us, we might not have passed the test. ”

Wu Shan was shocked when he heard this, and after wasting half of his time, he was able to make poems and articles with a talent of more than three feet in half an hour, which shows that the two of them are not straw bales, but have real talent and real learning.

The three of them looked at each other and laughed, the emotions in this are insignificant!

Wu Shan, Xi Zhongsheng, and Shen Moyu tacitly did not ask how much talent they had condensed in the monthly examination, but talked and laughed together and walked towards the Talent Pavilion.

Caizi Pavilion, which is a building building of the academy, is where the monthly examination results are released.

The poems and articles of the top three in the monthly examination will be displayed in the Caizi Pavilion to show that the ranking is fair and just.

Wu Shan had read the student handbook and knew where Caizi Pavilion was, and he also knew what Caizi Pavilion was for.

Wushan also knows a building, that is, the Literati Palace, which is the building corresponding to the Caizi Pavilion.

However, the Literati Hall is only open to formal students, and auditors are not allowed to enter.

Even if it is the Talent Pavilion, the auditors can only enter on the day of the monthly exam, and they can check their own talent rankings and other people's talent rankings in the Talent Pavilion.

Of course, the articles and poems can only be seen in the top three.

On the way, the drama seemed to remember something, and said to Wushan.

"Brother Wu, you don't know yet, the academy has a reward system, which is not written in the student handbook."

"Reward system?"

"Well, every time a student who enters the top three in the monthly exam, he will get a reward from the college."

"What reward?"

When Wu Shan heard this, his eyes lit up, he was very curious about the academy's reward, and he was also extremely excited.

Looking at Wushan, who was excited, the drama sentient beings did not sell Guanzi, and spoke.

"Since I entered the academy, the rewards I have seen include the blood of the great goblins, the spirit ink, the spirit pen, the demon beast skin, and all kinds of spiritual weapons that the scholars of the academy have blessed with their literary qi."

"So many rewards?"

These rewards are incomparably extravagant things for Wushan, and the academy actually has this kind of reward, Wushan's eyes are a little red.

"Hahaha, Brother Wu, although the reward is precious, it is not as rich as you think. The big goblin blood will only be a small bottle, the spirit ink is also a small bottle, and the demon beast skin is only a small piece, as for the spirit pen, I have only seen it once. ”

"The most rewarding thing is all kinds of spiritual weapons that the scholars of the academy have blessed with their literary energy."

The amount of rewards is very small, but for Wushan, it is still a coveted reward.