"Bang!"

Wei Ran held the casting pen, and after sketching six strokes on the casting paper, he made a mistake, causing the entire casting paper to be scrapped.

Turned to black ash.

"Failed ......"

Wei Ran's pupils contracted slightly.

This time, he didn't need the arsenal of divine weapons to help him trace the reason for the failure, and he also knew why he failed.

Because the sketching design process simulated in the arsenal of divine weapons is not the same as reality after all.

His grip on the pen was a bit jerky, which led to a failure to grasp the strength more precisely, and he eventually failed.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous...... Take your time......"

Wei Ran thought silently in his heart, let yourself relax, you must not be nervous, otherwise it will really be over.

Because in an exam, only three pieces of casting paper are provided to the candidates, if the three times fail to draw, then the question of designing Xuanbing is 0 points.

Wei Ran took a few deep breaths, and then he was not in a hurry to sketch the design drawings of the casting paper, but lightly sketched the test paper.

Although he did not leave any traces on the test paper, he did so, mainly to master the strength.

Familiarize yourself with the technique.

Three minutes later.

Wei Ran's body has already recalled the muscle memory of the predecessor sketched in the design drawing.

"That's it! It should be fine now......"

Wei Ran took a piece of casting paper again, and began to sketch it with a calm expression.

This time, he didn't make any mistakes in the sketching process.

It's easy to sketch out the rough embryo of the armor.

Then, it is the fusion process and technique of the casting materials, and a kind of simulated casting is carried out......

Wei Ran sketched and threw himself into it completely.

Nothing else......

Time passes slowly!

"Dangdangdang......"

The rich, melodious bell rings.

It represents the end of the Divine Soldier Literary Examination.

"The exam is over, stop writing, hand in the papers!"

The invigilator, who was standing on the podium, shouted in a deep voice.

“？？？”

Wei Ran, who was immersed in the sketch of the resurrection armor, was awakened by this deafening sound, and was startled, and almost made a mistake in the sketch, and wanted to scrap the entire piece of armor paper.

Naught!

Fortunately, he stabilized the casting pen in time, which did not lead to the tragedy.

Is the exam time over, though?

But he's still a little short of a little time away from sketching out the design of the resurrection armor.

He's only four-fifths of the way through the blueprint, and he's just the last bit away!

Wei Ran was anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Teacher, I'll sketch the design drawings soon, can you give me a little more time?" ”

"No, hurry up and hand in the papers and leave!"

The invigilator looked at Wei Ran expressionlessly and said indifferently.

Looking closely, he looked at Wei Ran's eyes, and he was a little disdainful and disgusted.

During the entire process of the Divine Soldier Literary Examination, he could see it clearly, and his impression of Wei Ran was also the deepest.

During the examination process, other candidates honestly filled in the content and sketched the design drawings of Xuanbing.

Only Wei Ran, this kid, scratched his ears and cheeks for more than half an hour at the beginning and didn't know what he was doing?

For more than six hours, he was in a daze or sleeping with his eyes open, and he couldn't figure it out.

It wasn't until the last hour that he finally reacted, hurriedly started writing, and now he came to tell himself that there was not enough time......

Do you want to be embarrassed?

Not to mention that as an invigilator, he is not qualified to give candidates a little more time for the exam.

Even if he had, it would be impossible for him to open up a net for goods like Wei Ran.

"I ......"

When Wei Ran heard this, he wanted to say something more, but under the cold gaze of the invigilator, he finally shut up.

With a sigh in his heart, he finally put down the casting pen, collected the exam papers and design drawings, and then got up and handed in the papers.

At the door of the classroom, the other candidates who had already handed in their papers couldn't help but point out to him slightly.

look or playful, or regretful......

They were not Wei Ran's classmates, but they had also heard of Wei Ran.

But they didn't expect that Wei Ran would sleep in a daze during today's college entrance examination process, and he didn't write hard until the last hour......

Is this the pride and self-confidence of Xueba?

It's a pity, it seems to have overturned in the end!

Tut-tut......

Wei Ran ignored their gaze, and after handing in the papers, he walked out of the classroom in a gloomy mood.

Walk outside the exam room.

Damn, it's just a little bit, give him another ten minutes, no, eight minutes, five minutes......

He was able to sketch out the resurrection armor blueprint.

Amazing......

Knowing that it would be just a little bit of time, he shouldn't have simulated one more design sketch in the Divine Arsenal.

Or the first time to sketch in reality, don't waste time, just fail to get started, and then get familiar with it......

Maybe it's just in time!

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything.

I just don't know if the design of the resurrection armor that he is about to sketch out successfully will impress the examiner's hard-hearted heart, so that he will not take a duck egg, and even give him another chance......

While Wei Ran was thinking about this, there were several shouts behind him.

"Wei Ran, Wei Ran ......"

The voice sounded a little familiar, Wei Ran stopped and looked back.

I saw a little chubby, no, a little strong boy, running towards him.

Wei Ran glanced at the other party carefully, and relevant memories gradually emerged.

This boy seems to be named Zhao Yi, he is his classmate, and the two of them play relatively well.

As Wei Ran traveled for eight hours, the more memories he fused, and now he was almost no different from the original Wei Ran.

"Wei Ran, I heard that you slept for seven hours in the examination room? It took me the last hour to start writing, and then it overturned, and I didn't finish it? Blank papers? ”

Zhao Yi looked at Wei Ran and asked worriedly.

"No, how could it be, I didn't hand in the blank papers!"

Wei Ran hurriedly shook his head and denied it.

He didn't hand in the blank papers, but he did hand over the Xuanbing blueprints!

Although, the design is not yet finished, and it is still a little close......

But this can't be called a blank roll after all!

"I'll just say, how could you do such a thing, it must be those who are jealous of you who are spreading rumors about you......"

Zhao Yi was relieved when he heard Wei Ran's explanation, and then reached out to put his arm around Wei Ran's shoulders and walked outside the examination room together.

After the two walked out of the examination room.

The two families immediately surrounded them.

"Xiao Yi, how did you do in the exam?"

"Xiao Ran, how did you do in the exam, and what is your estimated score?"

The Zhao and Wei families asked them curiously.

Zhao Yi's face was confident, and he said, "It should be no problem to score 500 points." ”

Then, their eyes looked at Wei Ran in unison.

He looked expectant and excited.

Wei Ran's results are better than Zhao Yi's, and if he plays normally, he should be able to score 600 points.

Wei Ran was stared at by everyone's expectant eyes, and he felt a tingling of his scalp.

He opened his mouth to speak, and he stopped talking, and he stopped talking......

Finally, he smiled and said, "If nothing else, it should be okay ......"