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If you follow the size of the general talisman, it is estimated that you can only hold a maximum of eight talismans.

But there is only one rune box on the test paper, and if it is written in it, only one rune can be written.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but look around.

Everyone is seriously dealing with the rolls in their hands.

No matter.

Zheng Qing held the pen, absorbed the ink, analyzed it on the inkstone, calmed down, and the first talisman on the talisman naturally appeared in his mind.

Tap, relift, and retract.

In less than ten seconds, a complex talisman was completely lying in the frame. Because there is no need to induce spirits, this rune is already finished.

The test paper seemed to be sensitive, the surface of the paper fluctuated slightly, and the written talisman slowly seeped into the test paper and disappeared. In the blank space next to the rune box, a bright red symbol "1" appears.

Zheng Qing was stunned. He dipped his pen in the inkstone pond and began to draw the second talisman.

Minutes and seconds passed.

On the podium, Zhang Huaigu turned the hourglass in his hand.

It's been an hour.

There was a faint restlessness in the originally quiet lecture hall.

The freshmen began to silently pass their eyes, trying to see a glimmer of inspiration in the pupils of their friends.

Even the top students in the first row with serious expressions haven't started writing for almost ten minutes.

Lecturer Zhang nodded, she also felt that this was basically the limit of this batch of freshmen.

In previous years, the test usually lasted about an hour, and for the remaining two hours, the instructor would randomly comment on the structure and writing errors of some new students.

Thinking of this, she stepped down from the podium and began to inspect the front of the wind.

If everyone stops, she'll be done with the exam.

As expected.

Almost all of them have put down their pens and begun to frown, searching for those unreliable memories.

For Zhang Huaigu, this means that the exam is over.

The school's certification standard for passing the study of talismans is to be able to skillfully produce 365 commonly used talismans.

Even if you think about it for an extra second in writing, you are not skilled!

If First University recognizes such unskilled students, the wizarding world will question the professionalism of the school.

This is absolutely not allowed.

With these stern thoughts, Zhang Huaigu walked to the last row of the classroom.

Then, she saw a new student.

A very skilled freshman.

Like all freshmen, this freshman wore a modest red robe, with a button at the neckline and a silk ribbon around his waist that were neatly tied in accordance with the requirements of the school rules.

This freshman's face is slightly round, and his eyebrows are not thick, but with those bright eyes, he makes up an air of stubbornness.

At this moment, he was pursing his lips tightly, engrossed in outlining a talisman.

On the test paper, the bright red number has jumped to three hundred and forty-nine.

Three hundred and forty-nine!

Zhang Huaigu was suffocated in his heart, and almost exclaimed-this is already the best result in the past! It has almost reached the requirements of a registered wizard!

The wizard's strong spirit kept her calm.

She is very familiar with the talisman that Xinsheng is sketching, it is the number E talisman in the seismic system under the condition of yangyao.

This talisman is something that many seniors won't learn. Because this talisman is too difficult and deep, it falls within the scope of the study of registered wizards.

However, this freshman used skillful techniques to perfectly present this talisman on the test paper.

Yes, skillfully and perfectly.

It took less than ten seconds, and there was no fallacy in the runes, and the retraction of the stacked pen naturally made people want to cry.

Lecturer Zhang's thin eyebrows frowned together, lining her fair and quiet face, which looked particularly delicate.

She swiped her fingers behind her back, drawing out of thin air, outlining a string of talismans.

It's a simple enchantment that keeps the freshman from the outside world.

The talisman left his hand and turned into a halo of light.

Zhang Huaigu stood quietly beside the boy, without a trace of impatience.

Time passed minute by minute.

More and more students put down their pens in a daze and began to stare at their test papers.

The teacher did not speak, nor did he collect the papers.

Soon, the smart students had already followed Lecturer Zhang's figure and saw the only student in the classroom who was still struggling to write.

Then more and more eyes focused on the thin figure.

Whispers spread through the classroom with curious eyes.

Zheng Qing's identity as a publicly-funded student was broken and spread rapidly.

There was a little more clarity in those scrutinizing eyes.

Immediately afterward, an atmosphere of eccentricity, envy, permeated.

The teacher in the back row of the classroom still didn't say a word, just looked at Zheng Qing who was concentrating on drawing talismans in silence.

Zheng Qing was unaware of this.

Not only because his mind was extremely restrained when he was drawing talismans, and there was nothing outside his mind, but also because of the simple enchantment that Zhang Huaigu released around him.

an hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

When three hours and nine minutes passed, Zheng Qing finally put down the Zihao in his hand.

A minute earlier than expected, if you were home, your husband would have praised him!

He thought proudly, and began to break his fingers, shake his shoulders and neck, and simply move his hands and feet according to the routine of 'no fist' - this is his habit every time he finishes practicing talismans.

As he put down his pen and began to move, everyone in the classroom let out a long breath.

It's finally finished!

Zheng Qing thought so.

Other students thought so.

Zhang Huaigu also thought so.

She put away the guardian barrier and looked at Zheng Qing.

"Are you done?" Mr. Zhang's tone was very gentle.

"It's over. Zheng Qing handed over his scroll, looked at the unclear eyes around him, and felt a little uneasy in his heart: "Am I the slowest?"

"It's a bit of a timeout. The teacher's tone was unexpectedly kind: "How many are you silent?"

"One thousand two hundred and ninety-six. Zheng Qing was a little frustrated, and honestly reported: "I've only learned so much." ”

"Good. The teacher took away the paper and waved his hand to signal everyone: "Class is over, everyone has worked hard in this class!"

Then she hurried out of the classroom with a large stack of test papers.

Because he walked too quickly, he stumbled down on the podium and almost fell.

After Lecturer Zhang left, the classroom immediately fell into a noisy noise.

Hulala, a large group of freshmen rushed to the back row of the classroom and gathered around Zheng Qing, startling him.

"Thirteen hundred! You can do it!" Xin Fat Man wrinkled his face, with a bitter and hateful expression: "I still look like I don't know anything in front of me, and I don't know how to beat it!"

"There are only one thousand two hundred and ninety-six valid talismans announced by the International Federation of Wizards, where did the one thousand and three come from. If you're stupid, don't talk too much. Xiao Xiao opened his black notebook and looked at the fat man with disdain.

"You're not stupid, how much have you written?" Xin slanted at him.

Xiao Xiao closed his mouth decisively.

"Do I want to borrow a pen and put it in the dormitory?" Zhang Jixin shouted urgently on the other side, reaching out to grab Zheng Qing's Zihao.

"You guess it's better to gnaw his brain off. Fat Xin rubbed Zheng Qing's head seriously.

In the explanations of the others, Zheng Qing finally understood what was happening.

In addition to him, Liu Feifei, the most newcomer, only silently uttered more than 200 runes.

According to Xiao Xiao's explanation, in the long history of First University, freshmen have only completed three hundred and sixty runes at most.

That is, he broke the school record.

A tremendous sense of security filled his chest, making him unable to breathe.

"What a worthy public-funded student!"

"That's amazing!"

"I finally know why you got that invitation. ”

Almost every boy who left the classroom would pat him on the shoulder and praise him with envy on his face.

Girls, on the other hand, look up and down with curious and bold eyes.

Zheng Qing felt that his face had never been so red.