Bai Song had seen countless beauties, but when he saw the little student in front of him, he blushed uncontrollably.

I have to admit that this small growth is too standard, even men are attractive.

Seeing Bai Song's eyes burning, the other party frowned inadvertently, and felt a little blamed: "Where did you come from?" ”

This voice is a little masculine, relatively normal, it seems that this person has some experience pretending to be a man.

Bai Song hurriedly retracted his god, and arched his hand in a fake appearance: "In the next Bai Song, people from Youzhou." I don't know the name of Childe? ”

"In the next season, people from the capital."

Yu Ji?

I'm afraid my real name isn't Yu Ji, right?

Play with homophonic stalks, pretend with me!

Bai Song was secretly determined, but he didn't break it.

After saying two words, I lost the sense of surprise at the first sight.

Whether he is a man or a woman has nothing to do with him.

Bai Song continued to point to the literati who came out in front: "Dare to ask Yu Gongzi, why did those students in front of him leave in a huff?" ”

"You don't know anything?"

"When I first came to Chang'an, I immediately came to sign up, so I didn't know anything."

Yu Ji glanced Bai Song up and down, and then said: "If you want to enter Yongxing Academy, you naturally have to go through the exam, and these people leave in a huff, naturally they don't pass the exam." ”

"So many people didn't pass the exam?"

"Mr. Bosch's school is not so easy to enter, in recent days, thousands of people have signed up, and less than one-tenth can pass."

"What about those who have recommendations? Do I need an exam? ”

"There are recommendations for everyone here! However, the recommendation is just to have a qualification for the exam. Whoever wants to join Mr. Bosch has to take an exam. Even if the crown prince comes, it's the same. ”

Bai Song was dumbfounded: "So many people have recommendations?" ”

"It's nature!"

Yu Ji didn't know anything about Bai Song, and looked at him suspiciously: "Do you have a letter of recommendation?" ”

"Yes."

Bai Song took out a letter of recommendation that he had early in the morning.

Yu Jihu opened it suspiciously and looked at it, and suddenly made a surprised gesture, a pair of bright eyes widened, very good-looking.

"You were recommended by Princess Runan?"

Bai Song smiled and nodded.

Yu Ji arched his hand at Bai Song, with a great posture of looking away, and said in a loud voice: "Disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

As he was talking, a person in front of him shouted, "Brother, what are you talking about?" Finally, it was our turn to take the exam. Hurry inside! ”

It was a boy who looked the same as the man in this Yu Ji, obviously smaller, and more resolute between his eyebrows and eyes, not as bewitching as Yu Ji, but also a handsome little boy.

When the two compared, it was obvious that the one who called his brother should be a man.

At this time, the people in the academy dispersed, and the remaining more than 100 people outside poured into the academy to wait for the exam.

Bai Song followed the flow of people and handed over his letter of recommendation at the door, which was read by the people of the academy and allowed to enter.

When I arrived at the academy, I was faced with a spacious courtyard paved with pebbles, and the cracks in the stones were covered with moss, and it was a little slippery to walk.

There were 100 desks in the courtyard, and in the middle, a young official dressed in the official uniform of the Wenshu Monastery shouted: "After all the candidates enter, find a seat and wait quietly, do not talk to each other, otherwise they will all be cleared." ”

Bai Song found a seat nearby and sat down, and there were pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the desk that needed to be used.

"Bai Gongzi!" A familiar voice appeared beside him, and it turned out to be Cui Xing in Qingfeng Gang.

Bai Song was also happy, arching his hand towards the other party.

Cui Xing also made a silent gesture, and then made a gesture of drinking, signaling to drink after the exam.

Bai Song nodded.

As the candidates found their seats, the scene gradually quieted down.

The pace of the exam was very fast, and after everyone was quiet, the previous Wenshu Monastery official said: "Today's exam is different from the imperial examination, there is no limit to the topic, since you all have the recommendation of famous experts, naturally there are few poems that can be mastered, so please write the best poems in your life, each person is limited to one, and now start writing." ”

Hearing the question, everyone was stunned for a while, and it was the first time that such an unlimited topic had been encountered.

Because there is no limit, it seems to have become the biggest restriction for everyone.

Because there is only one poem, to be able to represent their highest level, the talented people do not hesitate to put pen to paper immediately, because these people do not have two decent poems in their lives.

And some of them are a little embarrassed at the moment, which of their past poems are more representative?

At this time, the most entangled person was Bai Song, he didn't care whose poems he copied, but whether to copy them or write them himself?

Copying poems is simple, but it is afraid of causing a sensation and causing unnecessary trouble.

Write it yourself, I'm afraid the level is not enough, if the first round is brushed down, wouldn't it be very shameless?

After thinking about it, Bai Song thought of the defeat in the imperial examination in Jixian County, and he was inevitably a little unconvinced.

As soon as I thought of this, I put pen to paper.

This is the first round of exams, and only 20 people from more than 100 people are selected, and there are still 80 people waiting in front of them after four rounds of exams before.

Time is pressing, only a few minutes for more than 100 candidates.

Before Bai Song finished writing, a young scholar came to read the papers.

Several scholars were the same age as the candidates, but they were all complacent, scanning each test paper nonchalantly, and then repeating three words constantly: "unqualified".

Occasionally, there is a "qualified" voice, which immediately attracts everyone's attention.

"Unqualified!"

"Why? Why is it not qualified? Who do you think you are?! ”

Finally, a skirmish broke out.

One candidate was dissatisfied and questioned the other party's judgment.

"You're not convinced?"

"I'm just not convinced."

"It's okay, let everyone comment on your song "Chang'an Lixia".

After the rain on the summer night in Chang'an, a sunny day knows the beginning of the summer day.

Balcony with small leaves holly, shaded walls with several window paper north blue.

Comfortable and comfortable in the morning, refreshing and leisurely in the evening.

Don't come to the mountain road now, everything is safe. ”

"Poof......

"Hahaha......"

laughed loudly for a while, the ugliness of this poem lies in the elegance of the whole poem, half vulgar and half elegant, I don't know what to do, Bai Song is embarrassed to hear it, and the cancer is about to be committed.

"You ...... Shut up, y'all! Who dares to laugh! Do you know who wrote this poem? This! This is written by my grandfather Cheng Zhijie! You dare to laugh like this, see if I don't sue my grandfather! ”

Good guys, admitting in public that it is plagiarism, the plagiarist is even more embarrassed.

Cheng Zhijie, Cheng bites gold!

Good boy!

The young man who read the paper wiped his sweat, and said in his heart that he thought that this poem was a little weird, a bit like an old reckless man who was vassal and elegant, so it made perfect sense.

"Ahem......"

The presiding official coughed embarrassedly: "This ...... All candidates are not allowed to borrow from others! I'm sure this candidate won't borrow someone else's work, you go out first, and come back to the exam next time. ”

How is it possible to admit that this is the work of General Cheng biting Jin Cheng?

If this matter spreads and makes the Demon King of the Mixed World lose face, I am afraid that the entire academy will be demolished.

With such an interlude, one or two relatively good poems occasionally appear in the middle of the episode and are read out in public.

Bai Song didn't care about anything else, he was ready-made, he wrote it himself, and his scalp was about to be torn off.

Seeing the scholar who was reading the paper walking behind him, Bai Song finally wrote the last sentence.

The scholar glanced at it, first smiled contemptuously, and the word "no" was already on his lips, and suddenly he was puzzled again.

Then read it out loud and not too small.

"The ironclad Changge is strong, and once it comes out of the water plate, it is loaded.

The eight-legged staggered morning glow color, the two chelates are high and the red flame is light. ”

Four sentences out, surrounded by soft laughter, the heart said Isn't this just a limerick poem about crabs?

There is no artistic conception, I can't feel any literary taste, and I am useless except for rhyme.

Writing poems is not just for the sake of rhyme, and when such poems are read, I'm afraid they are not deliberately ridiculed, right?

But the young man who read the paper did not stop, and continued to read through the previous four sentences:

"Huang Juxiang is cold and heat, and green ants are green and green smoke is cool in autumn.

There is no warp and weft in life, why not be afraid of the East China Sea for ginger soup! ”

With the last four sentences, Bai Song's crab poem can be regarded as complete.

At this moment, the previous laughter had disappeared for some time, and all that was left was a pair of surprised eyes.

The previous good-looking brother duo also turned around, and the two exchanged heads, not knowing what to say, but looking at Bai Song's eyes changed.

Suddenly, the official of Wenshu Monastery sitting in the center applauded softly: "What a happy life, why not be afraid of the East China Sea for ginger soup!" can write a limerick poem to the uninhibited and presumptuous of the literati, not bound by fame and fortune, and fearless of life and death! It's really a rare good poem! Who is the writer? Who introduced you? ”

The scholar said: "Youzhou Bai Song, recommended by Princess Runan. ”

"Youzhou Bai Song? It turns out that you are the strange Bai Song who was included in the "New Examination Record"! Favored by the princess, a talent specially approved by the Ministry of Industry. Rumors don't understand poetry, only some tricks and tricks, today I saw and the rumors are wrong! This crab poem should be the best today. ”

The crab poem of the White Song Dynasty was hand-picked by the officials of the Wenshu Monastery, which was really a rare honor, and it instantly attracted a burst of envious eyes.

Cui Xing on the side whispered to Bai Song: "Bai Gongzi, hide it deeply!" ”

Not far away, Yu Ji gave up his hand and gave a thumbs up.

Bai Song smiled shyly, he was very happy in his heart, and he was all up to himself today.

What the fuck are eight families, what three hundred songs, Lao Tzu can turn over on his own!

It feels so cool!

Bai Song Sao bowed his hand: "Am I qualified now?" ”

"Pass, go to the inner courtyard and wait for a while, there are still three rounds of exams."

"Three more rounds of exams?" Bai Song was surprised.

"Do you think it would be so easy to be under Mr. Bosch? This year, a total of fifteen people were recruited, and you passed the first round, and you only entered the top 100. ”

Bai Song wiped his sweat, and said in his heart, what kind of academy is this, why is it so difficult to get into? It is better than the imperial examination.

I wonder what moths will come next?