Su Wen didn't know that the last question he was facing now was actually related to the future of mankind.

In other words, it is from this test question that there is the present of the Canglan Emperor.

What he didn't know was that in this Sacred Word Continent, there was another person who, when faced with the same question, came up with the same answer as Emperor Canglan.

Even though he did not participate in the 10-nation joint examination at that time.

At this time, Su Wen just looked at the last exam question on the paper with a dull gaze, and fell into a long thought.

This question is actually not difficult, because it does not have a single standard answer, and for every student in the world, I am afraid that there is an answer of their own.

Su Wen also has.

But he didn't put pen to paper.

Seeing this scene, there were soon whispers outside the venue, and although the candidates who had already handed in the papers could not see the exam papers in front of Su Wen's desk, they could at least see that Su Wen at this time was like a clay sculpture, not moving.

Time passed minute by minute, and the remaining half hour of the last literary examination passed quietly.

Su Wen still didn't write a word.

Mu Xi didn't know what was going on, but she still couldn't help but clench her palms, and her mood was more nervous than ever.

"So what's going on with Su Wen? I haven't moved for nearly half an hour!"

"You can't be asleep, are you?"

In the midst of these doubts, someone suddenly exclaimed and stretched out his hand to point in another direction.

"Look! Look! An Gongzi has finished answering!"

Looking in the direction of the man's finger, in another place that was completely different from Su Wen's position, a young man with a Chinese character face gently pulled open the chair under him. Stood up.

That is the top of the literary examination of the first two sessions of the Ten Nations Joint Entrance Examination, An Qiye!

An Qiye's test papers have been answered. The rich ink has densely covered every blank in the exam paper, especially in the last essay question. Ann Qiye wrote seven pages of paper!

From the pronunciation, it sounds exactly like his name.

As the previous candidates said, for An Qiye, for the sake of face or so-called dignity, he had to press to the end before handing in the papers, as if this was the only way to reflect his literary talent.

As soon as he finishes writing, he can turn in the paper.

An Qiye thought so and did so.

But when An Qiye really stood up, he found the entire examination room. In addition to himself, there were two people who were still slightly shocked when they were immersed in answering questions.

To be precise, among these two people, only one person is burying his head in a book, and Su Wen is just quietly in a daze.

Seeing this, a faint look of admiration suddenly appeared on An Qiye's face.

That's respect for the opponent.

However, before he could say the word handing in, another voice sounded before him.

"Submit the papers!"

Ann was stunned for seven nights. Then he turned his head and happened to see Ouyang Ke standing up from the table.

In good conscience, An Qiye was not familiar with this son-in-law of the Holy Dao family, after all, the Liao Kingdom and the Tianlan Empire were located in the northwest and southeast of the entire continent respectively. The connection between the two countries spanned almost the entire territory of the human race, and before coming to the Holy City, An Qiye had never seen what the people of Tianlan Country looked like.

Even if Ahn Qiye was later admitted to Chaohui Academy in Jeguo. It's just a matter of practicing, and I don't know much about the world. Maybe this is also the reason why Bamboo Saint Su Zhe likes him.

Before today, An Qiye had already gone through two sessions of the Ten Nations Joint Entrance Examination. So he has also seen too many genius students, such as Bai Ma Yiqi Yu Mo, poetry Shuanghui Meng Yun, and the poor playboy who has betrayed mankind, Shen Mu.

But there is no doubt that Ouyang Ke gave him a different feeling than these people.

What is different, An Qiye can't say, if you have to use one word to describe it, it may be, dangerous.

A danger more terrible than Shen Mu's ruthlessness.

Before An Qiye, including Su Wen and Mu Xi, no one had ever made such an evaluation of Ouyang Ke, but the reason why An Qiye made such a judgment was based on a reason that sounded a little naïve.

Gut feeling.

An Qiye didn't know where this intuition came from, but he trusted his intuition, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and calmly said to the ten examiners in the room: "Submit the papers." ”

The two handed in their papers almost at the same time, and walked outside the examination room at the same time, and in the process, the two did not exchange even a word.

It wasn't until they crossed the crowd's astonishing gaze and walked to the door of the Martial Arts Hall that Ouyang Ke suddenly spoke.

"Question 32, what color is the favorite silk of the women of Loulan Kingdom?"

An Qiye was slightly stunned, the thirty-second question in the previous essay test was a poem title, and the question part did not mention the so-called Loulan woman, and it had nothing to do with the color of the silk, but An Qiye knew that Ouyang Ke's solution direction was at least consistent with his own.

"It's black. ”

Ouyang Ke nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that it was rumored that Gongzi An's ability to never forget is true, and I also have some impressions about the previous question, but I can't be as sure as Gongzi An." ”

Although An Qiye has a natural vigilance against Ouyang Ke, after all, he doesn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling person, so he also said politely and said: "Ouyang Gongzi is humble, speaking of which, I also have a question here that I want to prove with Ouyang Gongzi." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"The people of Wuguo are good at swords, and the blades they cast are mainly swords, so how did the allusion to the so-called axe marks come from?"

An Qiye asked Ouyang Ke this question is very appropriate, although Ouyang Ke is a member of Tianlan Kingdom, but everyone knows that the Tianlan Empire and the Wu Kingdom have been friends for generations, and the alliance between the two countries is even more firm than that between Wei Guo and Tang State.

Sure enough, Ouyang Ke knew the correct answer to this question.

"This question is more complicated, although it asks about the possibility of the integration of literature and martial arts, but in the final analysis, it is still a question about calligraphy, and the three sections of the axe marks in this actually refer to ......"

The voices of the two gradually drifted apart, and they slowly walked into the martial arts hall, and they were never seen again.

From the time the two of them handed in the papers to the present, they did not pay any more attention to the only figure who was still answering the question.

It was as if this essay exam was over.

But those candidates who were still waiting outside the exam room knew that there was still a quarter of an hour left before the final time to hand in their papers.

The last quarter of an hour.

Su Wen still sat motionless in his chair, maintaining his initial movements, staring at the exam papers in front of him with stunned eyes.

There, the last question.

But in Su Wen's eyes, it had become a sting, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cross it.

Su Wen already had the final answer in his heart, but he hesitated for almost half an hour, and he didn't start writing, because he didn't dare to write.

He didn't know what kind of impact his opinion would have on the world if it was written on the exam paper, and he couldn't even judge whether it would be good or bad.

In contrast, sanctification or non-holiness is no longer important.

Seeing that the time is getting closer and closer to the final moment of handing in the papers, if Su Wen still doesn't write a word, then his last question can only be regarded as an abandoned answer.

Mu Xi was on the sidelines, her face was getting colder and colder, her heart was getting heavier and heavier, and in her clenched fists, her nails were already deeply imprinted in the palms of her hands, as if they could ooze blood.

"Whatever it is, it's good, write it quickly!"

Su Wen couldn't hear the anxiety in Mu Xi's heart, but in fact, he was more anxious than Mu Xi.

Because at this time, he still has a choice, that is, to give up the answer in his heart, and it is okay to make up a seemingly qualified reason and write it down.

Again, there is no standard answer to this question, the benevolent see the benevolent, and the wise see the wise.

But Su Wen couldn't do that.

Because he cultivates the path of the heart, but this move is against his will!

Fine beads of sweat shone with a cold glow on Su Wen's forehead, the ink he had grinded half an hour ago was about to dry up, and his wrists began to stiffen, and the slightest movement was unbearable.

Perhaps for Su Wen, he had never felt that this last quarter of an hour had passed so long.

It's so tormenting.

The way of his heart made it difficult for him to write down answers that he knew were wrong.

The future of the country, and even the future of all mankind, made him unable to let the last page of this examination paper go blank.

As Mu Xi said, no matter what it is, whatever it is, he has to write.

I don't know how long it took, but by Mu Xi's side, there were suddenly bursts of exclamations again.

"It's written! He's finally done!"

"I really want to know, what is the answer that Su Sheng has only hesitated for so long to write?"

The look on Mu Xi's face finally relaxed, but this relaxation didn't last until the time of three breaths, but a soft sigh sounded in her ears, making her heart tense again.

"Hey, I'm just writing now, it's too late, it's almost up......"

As if to confirm the candidate's judgment, the next moment, the fifty bells in the entire examination room rang in unison, which also means that the literary examination part of this year's 10-nation joint examination is officially over!

At the same time, Su Wen also put down the ink pen in his hand, stood up a little stiffly, bowed slightly to the ten chief examiners, and said, "Students submit papers." ”

A deacon of the Inspectorate who had been waiting by his side for a long time quickly came to Su Wen's side, and couldn't help but glance at Su Wen's unclosed examination paper.

Although I didn't see what was written on it, it was clear that on that last page, there was only one line.

It looks like an unfinished exam paper.

However, Su Wen's face did not show the slightest regret or regret, but a long sigh of relief, he walked outside the examination room and came to Mu Xi's side again.

smiled and said exactly the same thing as before the exam.

"Let's go. (To be continued......)