After Zhou Yu took the stage, Elder Qian did not rush to call the second person on stage, but looked at the dense participants, called a few fellow students and arranged eighteen mirrors, a total of ten test centers for assessment.

After everyone had the experience of watching for the first time, the movements were also proficient, except for a few older ones who were singled out, the rest slowly lined up for assessment.

Unfortunately, most of the next people scored below Zhou Yu.

Sometimes it's like this, I feel that others are not doing well, but when I do it myself, I will find that I am even worse.

After a period of assessment, many of the candidates have lost confidence.

But after all, it is a big city, with a population of 100,000, plus the children sent from the following places, the number of school-age children participating in the assessment has exceeded 4,000.

In fact, the number of people is not much higher, but there are some poor children in remote places who cannot come.

Fortunately, although he is a beggar, he is also a beggar in a big place, and he is much better than many people in some aspects.

Of course, this day will definitely not be able to measure the more than 4,000 people, so with the addition of two hours in the afternoon, the appearance of four hours will be measured, so everyone will continue tomorrow.

Fuchen went late, so he was almost last, and it was not his turn today, through a day's observation, Fuchen found that except for Zhou Yu, there were only three people who were above average.

Although it is said that this is less than half of the test, it is also very revealing, and most of them are inferior.

Fuchen followed everyone back to the City God Temple, and was sitting on the steps of the backyard looking at the sky in a daze, thinking about tomorrow.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiaoqing staggered over, followed by Xiaobai, who was also staggering.

"Brother Xiaohei, the old beggar told you to drink medicine. ”

Fuchen got up and patted his buttocks and walked towards the hall, holding his bowl towards the old beggar who decocted the medicine, and the old beggar picked up the medicine jar and poured a large bowl into the Fuchen bowl.

"Drink a bowl at night, and a bowl tomorrow morning should have some effect, but fortunately I picked the flower, otherwise it would be really unsafe!"

Fuchen smiled at the old beggar, then raised his head and drank it cleanly, and when he turned around with the bowl open, he saw Xiaoqing standing in front of him with his head up.

Xiaoqing is small because of his small stature, so as soon as Fuchen lowered his head slightly, he just happened to see Xiaoqing looking up. At this time, Xiaoqing was looking at Fuchen with blank eyes, and when he saw Fuchen looking at him, he immediately licked his tongue and asked.

"Brother Xiaohei, why did you drink it in one gulp, isn't the medicine bitter?"

Just as the dust was more than how to answer, the old beggar took out a ginseng-like thing from the medicine jar and stretched it out in front of Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing slowly pinched a little whisker of medicinal herbs from the old beggar's hand, took the whisker and shook it in front of Fuchen and the old beggar, and said softly.

"I'll just eat a little bit of this, and the rest of the little black brothers will eat it. ”

Saying that, Xiaoqing frowned and squinted her eyes, and carefully put the thing in her mouth slowly, for fear that the medicine would be bitter and bitter to herself.

But the mouth was greedy, Xiaoqing took the herbs in his mouth and rolled a few times with his tongue, and he was reluctant to swallow it, and only when he found that his brows were not bitter.

Slowly, Xiaoqing's squinted eyes completed a full moon, and with a smile on his mouth, he put his hand into a fist to his mouth, and then opened his eyes, looking at Fuchen and the old beggar with big eyes and said happily.

"It was delicious. ”

Xiaoqing said happily with wide eyes.

"Would you like to eat some more?"

The old beggar handed the things to Xiaoqing again.

"I don't eat it. Give it to Brother Black. ”

Xiaoqing looked at the ginseng-like thing, very greedy, but tilted his head and said weakly.

Xiaoqing turned her head over, obviously not wanting to see it, afraid that she would not be able to withstand the temptation.

But Xiaobai didn't think so, he screamed at the old beggar next to him, the old beggar pinched a third to Xiaobai, Xiaobai spit it out, and then screamed at the old beggar, Fuchen looked at Xiaobai and felt very funny, what kind of taste can he taste if he spit it out like this.

Well, although I don't know if the bird has a sense of taste, I don't know when Xiaoqing turned his head and spit out a mouthful of saliva to attract the attention of floating dust.

"It's okay, Xiaoqing can eat it if she likes it. ”

Fuchen touched Xiaoqing's head and said softly.

The old beggar took the opportunity to hand the rest to Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing caught it, Xiaobai followed the food from the old beggar to Xiaobai, Xiaoqing pinched some more to Xiaobai, and then slowly ate it himself.

The next morning, before dawn, because everyone was sleeping in the hall, the old beggar and the floating dust changed to boiling medicine in the backyard.

Xiao Qing squatted next to Xiao Bai with his head pestle, and said that he wanted to accompany Xiao Hei's brother to participate in the assessment.

Changsheng boiled the medicine and poured more than half of it into his bowl, but it was not full, and then put it on the stone and blew it cool with his mouth, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai leaned forward again, staring intently at the floating dust and blowing the medicine.

After a while, Fuchen felt that it was almost enough to drink, but this time he drank a lot slower, looking at Xiaoqing from time to time, and finally in Xiaoqing and Xiaobai's long wait, Fuchen drank the medicine, and there was not a drop left in the drink.

Fuchen put down the bowl, looked at the disappointed Xiaoqing again, then turned around and picked up the medicine jar and poured half a bowl into the bowl. At this time, Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly became active.

Fuchen looked at Xiaoqing and smiled, and under Xiaoqing's big eyes, he lifted the bowl and put it to his mouth. After a long pause, looking at Xiaoqing's loveless eyes, he slowly handed the bowl to her.

"This is reserved for you, you can drink it! ”

Xiaoqing's eyes glowed at this time. Stumbled.

"Since Brother Xiao Hei has drunk enough...... Then Xiaoqing will help you drink it...... Uncles say waste is ......"

Xiaoqing said a word and drank a small sip, said a word and drank a small sip, Xiaobai looked at Xiaoqing and suddenly became anxious, screamed a few times and didn't react, and then bit Xiaoqing's clothes with his mouth and dragged it to the side, Xiaoqing looked at Xiaobai and drank again.

Then pouted and looked at the bowl with only a little water left to drink some slag, looked at Xiaobai and the bowl he was holding, and then put the bowl in front of Xiaobai, Xiaobai looked at the little bit of material left in the bowl and was obviously not satisfied, and jumped and shouted to express his dissatisfaction.

Xiaoqing looked at Xiaobai and understood what it meant, and suddenly picked up the bowl with some embarrassment, then turned his head to Xiaobai on his back, spit out the mouth into the bowl, and then handed it to Xiaobai, Xiaobai saw that the amount in the bowl was okay, so he drank it obediently, and the floating dust and the old beggar next to him saw Xiaoqing's operation and his face turned black.

Fuchen glanced at the sky and felt that the time was almost up, so he picked up the bowl and medicine jar and washed it.

Xiaoqing glanced at the medicine jar, hoping to find something to eat, according to the old beggar's statement, except for yesterday, if you want to eat something like mountain ginseng, you can only boil medicine and drink soup, so Xiaoqing is destined to be disappointed.

Fuchen washed the medicine jar and poured some rice into it, made a fire and boiled porridge, it took about two minutes to boil, the beggars also got up, and a group of people simply ate some and rushed to the square.

They arrived earlier than yesterday, but there were still many people waiting in the square.

Although there are more people, there is no image of setting up tents and laying floors, and it should be the city lord's mansion that has given corresponding care, so as not to lose face in front of the immortals.

After a long time, the assessment also began, and the whole morning was still the same as yesterday, with little change.

After everyone dispersed for lunch, Fuchen stayed in the circle waiting for the assessment, whether it was the elders of the sect or the audience, their interest was diluted by this bell's unremarkable results, and only two people were the best in the middle to above.

Some people in the audience have already left, and the only more unusual ones should be the floating dust and their candidates, and although less than half of the number of people is left, everyone knows that Imada will definitely be able to take his turn.

In the afternoon, everyone lined up to enter the assessment, and the first person was a man dressed roughly, with adult height and a little dark skin.

Seeing him play, everyone's enthusiasm increased a little, because they could see people out of trouble again, and many people counted the time and waited for him to be left behind.

However, what is other than that, he actually passed the test, and the people with sharp ears heard that the tower-like man on the stage was only fourteen years old, and many of the people present had a twitch on their faces.

The slap in the face is not over yet, and the results over there are also out.

"Yan Yu, superior"

With Elder Qian's announcement, the dead silence in the group and on the viewing platform was broken.

"Wow......"

Whether it is on or off the stage, there is a lot of discussion, like a fryer, some envy, jealousy, and some happy.

This incident finally ushered in a small climax in the assessment, and the Elder of the Chaotic God Mountain on the first seat also opened his eyes and smiled rarely.

After that, the hundreds of people also had mediocre results, and more people's results were not as good as yesterday's, and the two-level differentiation was more serious, and then there were five more average-to-upper grades, and then when there were only about 100 people left, it was finally the turn of floating dust.

Fuchen took a deep breath, thinking of the old beggar's busy work for a while, and felt that it should not be a problem.

Of course, the premise is that you are not in a bad situation.

Fuchen raised his feet, slowly walked up the steps, and came to the first mirror, only to feel a flash of strangeness in his body.

"Fourteen years old, passed. ”

The old man next to him said flatly.

Then Fuchen came to the second mirror, looked at the glasses and reached out to press on the mirror, after a layer of ripples on the mirror, Fuchen felt a force through his hand to drill into the body, very comfortable, about ten seconds later.

"That's it. ”

The elder next to him said with a soft smile, completely different from the listless appearance just now.

"Li Fuchen, medium to upper. ”

As the elder's words fell, the audience cheered, but it was normal, and no one of the best people came to be amazed.

Fuchen heard the voice from behind, and was stunned for a moment, but he was quickly relieved, not just because the evaluation was not ideal, but because his grades were still like this after drinking the medicine prepared by the old beggar, how bad would it be to take himself under normal circumstances? I dare not think!