November 29 is the time for this year's civil and military examination in Shangwutang, with the morning literary examination and the afternoon martial arts examination. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

They all had a test paper on their desks, and Xu Guo dictated three questions, which the students needed to answer according to the questions.

"The first question, five points, please write down the content of the Nine Commandments of the Warrior and briefly explain it. ”

The first question is very simple, the students "brush, brush, brush" and write, and they finish writing in a while, but two of them sit in their positions, not moving, just watching the others write.

Huang Hua and Chen Zhou, the two of them are just auditors now, but there is no need to take the literary exam, they will officially enter the Shangwu Hall tomorrow to study.

"The second question, five points, please write the division of the realm of Emperor Mingdao and briefly elaborate. ”

This is also what Xu Guo mentioned in class, and it is an extremely important realm division for martial artists, and there is no reason why students can't answer it.

"Ha, the questions for this essay exam are very simple. "The students began to secretly communicate with each other about the content of the exam.

"Hey, don't be too happy, there is a third question that has not been announced, you know, the most difficult questions are usually placed at the end of the finale. ”

"Have you ever seen the smile on Lecturer Xu Guo's face, I always feel a little weird!"

"yes, it looks like there's a conspiracy. ”

The classroom seems to be silent, and everyone is honestly waiting, but in fact, this is not the case, but there are turbulent waves and treacherous clouds underneath.

It's just that what surprised Xiao Tianming was that he was able to listen to the student's transmission, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping it.

"The third question, ten, please write a poem on the theme of martial artists. ”

Onslaught!

"What? Lecturer Xu Guo, you're not joking, are you?" the students questioned one after another, and they couldn't believe their ears.

"I've asked some seniors about it, but I've never taken the poetry test in the literary exam, so Lecturer Xu won't be embarrassing us, right?"

Martial artists open their own treasures, their ears are clear, their minds are flexible, and even some martial artists can never forget, and their ability to learn is much stronger than that of some ordinary people.

However, the manpower is exhausted, and after enjoying the benefits of martial arts promotion, he will naturally be obsessed with martial arts, and if he is not necessary, he will not be too involved.

After all, Wendao is also a great way, and the time required is not weaker than that of martial arts, and it is not that there are no alternative martial artists to study literature, but it is an outlier after all.

Obviously, the ten students who are taking the exam are clearly not such an outlier.

"Quiet, noisy, what a system!" Xu Guo's face was calm, but his voice shook like thunder, and all the students felt their hearts tremble and involuntarily quieted down.

The rules of the classroom are strict, and even more so during the exam, the students sobered up, no longer questioned, buried their heads in hard thinking, and all of them were sad.

Only one person is different.

The third elder of the Huang family, Huang Fu.

As soon as he heard the third question, he immediately frowned, with a confident expression, he lowered his head and wrote, but after a while, he stopped writing after writing, and his face was full of confidence.

Xiao Tianming is also a big head, when he was a child, Lei Laohu wanted to send him to Mengxue in the village, but unfortunately he didn't dare to be interested, he fled back twice, insisted on learning martial arts, and it was useless to beat him to death a few times, Lei Laohu had no choice, so he had to let him.

The students who went to school in Shilong Town may not be able to make poems, let alone Xiao Tianming, who has never even attended a school in the village.

Just as Xiao Tianming's face was full of bitterness and he was so depressed that he was about to throw away the pen and paper in his hand, a deep voice suddenly came.

"Tianming, I have a poem here, you write it down. ”

Xiao Tianming was stunned for a moment, and then was a little surprised: "This Chen Zhou can actually compose poetry?"

Soon a poem came over, and Xiao Tianming wrote it according to his words.

Half an hour later, all the test papers were received by Xu Guo and corrected and graded on the spot.

The total score of each student at the end of the year is made up of three parts. The first part is the literary test, 20 points, the second part is the martial arts test, 30 points, and the third part is the usual score, 50 points, mainly from the usual performance, the performance in class, and the contribution to completing the task.

The difficulty of the general essay exam is average, and you can get about 15 points, Xu Guo's first and second questions are very simple, and the students originally thought that they would easily get the score of the essay exam this year, but they didn't expect that the third question would be a poem.

The first and second questions were too simple, they were basically correct, only one student made a mistake and deducted one point, and Xu Guo quickly began to correct the third question.

"Raise your hand mercilessly, and don't give in in front of you. Treat people like artemisia grass, and beat people like walking. ”

"Practicing martial arts is not afraid of hardship, and practicing is not relaxed. There is no dantian gong in the fist, and it will be empty for life. ”

When Xu Guo saw these two poems, he couldn't help but have a headache, is it really good that the essence of martial arts tricks handed over to you by the master is used by you to compose poems?

"The evil blade is across the sky, and the divine soldiers are naturally overpowering the dragon. Cut through the clouds and the sun, and be born and die together. ”

Well, this is another person who can't extricate himself from watching the stories of those legendary martial artists, Xu Guo is very kind, he gave three points to these, he originally thought that he would score three points to the end, but when he saw the penultimate test paper, his eyes lit up.

"Chivalrous and dangerous, building a poor mountain yin. Fangs hunt wild beasts rarely, and there are no birds in Shi Gangchuan. Xu Guo chanted softly, with some surprise on his face.

The students below looked dazed, but Huang Fu was very happy, and this poem was written by him.

Most of the students couldn't understand, but Xiao Tianming's heart moved, and he looked at Huang Fu, a young man with a simple face and a sturdy body.

He was a little surprised in his heart, and for the first time felt that what Huang Hua said about the "dragon among people" had some truth.

Xiao Tianming likes this poem by Huang Fu very much, because isn't the warrior in this poem talking about Xiao Tianming?

"The fangs hunt wild beasts are rare, and there are no birds in Shi Gangchuan. "Xiao Tianming is a martial artist who makes a living from hunting!

"It's a good poem, indeed. "Naturally, Xu Guo is happier than Xiao Tianming, Xu Guo, who was tragically poisoned by bad works before, suddenly saw Huang Fu's poem, and there was a feeling that a traveler in the desert saw an oasis.

"Eight points. Xu Guo gave a high score, and as a result, Huang Fuwen scored a total of 18 points in the test, far ahead of the 12 or 13 points of other students.

Xu Guo picked up the last test paper at random, and when he was about to give three points at a glance, he was suddenly stunned.

He seemed to be a little incredulous, blinked his eyes a few times, looked at it for a while, and then he still didn't believe it, put down the test paper, touched his eyes with both hands, and looked at the last test paper intently.

The preoccupation is not like reading a poem, but like reading a peerless secret book. (To be continued.) )