"Your presence in a hangover to interview a candidate proves that you are not satisfied with the job and that you lack respect for the candidate you are about to face, but the College still has you in favor of you, which shows that you should be able to excel in some way. Feng Qinglang replied as concisely as possible.

The old man's face immediately became cloudy, and the kid was too straightforward, but soon, he laughed again and nodded in approval: "Yes, that's right." ”

This fat man turned out to be the former, it's not simple, at least he is honest, although he has no ability, but his eyesight is good, and he can barely be regarded as a talent.

His pen was writing quickly, and it seemed that Feng Qinglang was exempted from answering a few questions.

After a while, he asked again: "Along the way, how do you think of our bright light?"

"When you look up, the light is above you, and when you look down, the light is at your feet. Feng Qinglang casually changed the sentence he saw just now, and used it to perfunctory the old man.

Who expected that the old man's eyes would light up immediately, and he even changed his sitting posture, raised his voice and said: "That's good, boy, you actually saw that sentence, I think that when Lao Tzu entered the school, only sixteen people saw it, and Lao Tzu was one of them." I don't know how you guys are doing this issue, hehe!"

Feng Qinglang pursed his lips, he really didn't think there was anything great about seeing that sentence, but this old man seemed to be supreme proud.

The old man found that his excitement did not resonate with others, and he was very bored, so he said: "Then what do you think of this sentence, it's not that you changed that sentence, it's the original sentence." ”

"Whether you look up or down, the law is always there. Feng Qinglang replied.

The old man nodded thoughtfully, he didn't expect the answer given by Feng Qinglang to be better than he imagined.

He pretended to be mysterious and lowered his voice and said, "Boy, if I tell you that the line was actually written by Zuo Mo Xianxian, what do you think?"

"His handwriting is a little ugly. ”

"Haha!" the old man patted up, "Yes, boy, although you look a little obscene, Lao Tzu looks at you pleasing to the eye, and directly tells you that you have passed the interview, so prepare for the second round of exams." ”

Is there anything I do that is particularly good......

When Feng Qinglang thought so, the old man waved his hand impatiently and said, "Say that you will pass it, Lao Tzu has the final say! Get out of here, call the next one in." ”

“......”

The half-mountain platform of the Luoyun Mountain Range, just opposite the sculpture of Zuomo Xianxian at the foot of the mountain, is extremely spacious, rows of stone piers are neatly arranged, for people to sit and rest, Feng Qinglang visually estimates that it is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, and it should be a gathering point of Mingguang Academy in normal times.

From here, the endless stream of candidates under the mountain is like ants, which makes the candidates who can pass the interview and enter the second round get a superior pleasure here.

Feng Qinglang was one of them, next to the stone railing, overlooking the interview room that was still going on.

In fact, he preferred to sit on the stone pier, but Nanxing Soul obviously wanted to occupy a place on the edge of the long stone fence.

To Feng Qinglang's surprise, Nan Yong also passed the interview, Nan Yong bluntly said that the examiner asked him to say the ten most impressive sentences in his life, and the first thing that came to his mind was all some sentences that Feng Qinglang had said these days, and he scoffed at it at the time, but he was too nervous during the interview, and he couldn't help but give priority to these sentences first.

I thought I was dead, but who knew that after answering this question, the examiner told him that it had passed.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing, he himself forgot to say any special sentences, he didn't expect to affect Nan Yong so deeply, he said: "Nan Yong, I didn't expect that unconsciously, I have become your idol, but you rotten wood so far, I have a long way to go." ”

Ren is Nan Yong is so afraid of Feng Qinglang, he couldn't help but babble a few times, and then couldn't help laughing, he was able to pass the interview, it was really unexpected, if I let my family know, they would definitely be deeply proud of me.

Thinking of his mother, who had been bedridden due to illness all the year round, he secretly clenched his fists, Mother, I must wait for the young master of the Star Soul, grow up myself, save enough money, and cure your illness......

At this time, Situ Weiyang and they also came from the side of the mountain road, Young Master Situ's face was a little ugly, he arranged more than a dozen servants to refer to, but only four passed, and then saw the star soul waving at him enthusiastically, his face was even more ugly, people only brought two servants, or how to look at how mediocre goods, but the two of them passed.

He tried to squeeze out a smile and greeted him: "Star Soul, don't be too excited, maybe it's part of the assessment now......"

Nanxing Soul said disappreliantly: "If you are happy, you should let the dust around you also jump, why should I pretend to be deep." ”

Situ Weiyang was stunned, and saw Feng Qinglang looking at him with a smile, as if he had insight into his own careful thoughts, he couldn't help but snort, inexplicably find a fault, and turned his head to scold a certain servant behind him.

With the passage of time, the refreshing feeling of the wind and the sun began to disappear, the sunlight gradually became vicious with the movement of the angle, and there were fewer and fewer candidates below.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and at the end of the platform, the flat stone wall on the side of the mountain slid open from it to both sides, which immediately attracted an exclamation, no one thought that this smooth stone wall was actually a huge gate.

A column of people wearing gray and white samurai uniforms came out, and the bright moon light symbol on the left chest of the jacket showed that these people were all senior students of Mingguang Academy, and they were all arrogant, and they all looked at the people on the platform with lofty eyes.

The leader was extremely tall, thin, and from a distance, he looked like a bamboo pole, his eyes were thin and long, and the sharp light that shot from the depths of his eyes was like a beast ready to devour its prey, which made the candidates who were staring at him avoid his eyes one after another.

The corners of the person's mouth turned up slightly at this effect, and he was obviously very satisfied.

This group of Mingguang senior students scattered into the crowd and occupied various high positions, and the tall man in the lead happened to stand on a tall column near Feng Qinglang, really worried that a gust of wind would blow, so he would blow this guy down the mountain.

For the platform that was originally noisy like the market, it instantly became audible to drop needles, and the corners of the "bamboo pole" mouth curled up even more, and he said loudly: "Future juniors, I am Li and Lun, the CEO of the examiner's assistant group that you are about to face the actual combat exam!"

The voice is not loud, but it can clearly echo in everyone's ears, this tall man named Li Youlun has obviously been promoted to the martial artist of the awakening period, which is tantamount to being high up in the small shrimp on the platform, which is generally in the forging period, and when he hears that he is still an examiner, the look of awe on everyone's face is even worse.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smile, this kind of large-scale entrance exam, there must be a lot of manpower required on the way, Mingguang can't dispatch all the tutors, so some students are drawn out to help, to put it bluntly, it is the chief examiner's side to do chores, but in the mouth of this bamboo pole, he will become the CEO of the assistant group, what a mighty name......

This smile just fell into Li Youlun's eyes, and the undisguised fierceness of his slender eyes appeared, so that his tone became colder: "Perhaps, in your family, in your country, or in your city, you are the pride of the sky, but when you come to Mingguang, you are nothing, you must start from scratch......"

When the time to take the medicine came, Feng Qinglang threw a "strawberry fruit" into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and sighed silently in his heart, the effect of this medicine is weakening every day, I just hope that the cheats in Mingguang are really effective......

This immediately fell into the eyes of Li Youlun, who paid special attention to Feng Qinglang, this was the rest time for the candidates, harmless, but for Li and Lun, it was simply a criminal Tiantiao, damaging his supreme authority, he kicked his feet, others only felt a flower in front of him, he had already come to Feng Qinglang, bent down and approached: "Boy, I'm talking, you're eating sugar, right?"

When he said this, he also gently patted Feng Qinglang's face with his hand, and even the glasses that could change his appearance were also slightly crooked, for the Stigmata Continent, which values the dignity of martial artists, Li Youlun's act of slapping his face like this is undoubtedly a great insult, unless he has a deep hatred, he will not easily insult people like this.

But Li Youlun did it so lightly, just because he didn't like Feng Qinglang.