Chapter 789 Should Be Forked Out

Liu Ji took a deep breath and put on his back the bookcase and bag handed to him by his brother.

His eyes swept over the faces of his family members one by one, and finally stopped at Qin Yao.

"My wife, I will go in then."

The man's tone was deep, as if he was about to step onto the battlefield and die bravely.

Qin Yao stepped forward and patted the man on the shoulder, saying everything.

"Go." She waved her hand.

"Yeah!" The man nodded heavily, turned around, and stepped into the first fence of the examination room.

Erlang winked at his brother and sister.

The twins immediately raised the small colorful flags made by Yin Le in their hands and waved them high.

"Dad, Dad, you are the best!"

The twins shouted hoarsely, using all their strength to cheer for their father.

It was just that the sound was too loud, which successfully attracted the attention of everyone around.

Qi Xianguan, who was forced to accept the baptism of the crowd's eyes because he was standing close, silently raised his sleeves to cover his face.

All the relatives of the Qi family came and were shocked by the scene.

For a moment, they even forgot to tell the children.

When they came to their senses, Qi Xianguan had already passed the first check and entered the examination room.

At 3:30 pm, all the candidates entered the examination room.

The door of the examination room was closed.

The postponed Spring Examination officially began.

Three days, not long, not short.

The people waiting outside the examination room felt that time was passing too slowly.

And the candidates in the examination room were racing against time, fearing that time would not be enough.

Qi Xianguan and Liu Ji took different exams, so they were assigned to different examination rooms.

Ma Yang and Liu Ji were assigned to the same examination room, and they were diagonally opposite each other.

There was also Fan Long, who knew Liu Ji but Liu Ji did not know, who was sitting in the cubicle opposite Liu Ji.

Every five steps in the examination room, there was a soldier on duty.

In the central alley, two patrol officers patrolled back and forth.

The two invigilators, the Minister of Rites and the Imperial Master, appeared on horseback from time to time to inspect the entire examination room.

On the high platform to the east of the examination room, the Queen Mother of a country sat firmly on it, looking down at all the candidates from a high position.

The atmosphere in the entire examination room was solemn, and you could hear a pin drop.

The slightest sound would immediately attract countless surveillance eyes.

The young candidates with low psychological quality did not even dare to reveal their breathing at the beginning.

It happened that the weather in May was very hot, and in the small cubicle, beads of sweat rolled down the faces of the candidates.

More and more candidates wanted water.

Drinking too much water makes you want to go to the toilet.

In the quiet examination room, people walked back and forth, which made people more and more irritated.

Ma Yang slowly raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his neck gently, but the heat still flowed out.

He couldn't help but look up at the opposite side with curiosity, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Was he seeing right?

Ma Yang rubbed his eyes, looked over again, and was shocked to find that Master Liu was actually sleeping on the mat!

No, to be precise.

He should be dozing off.

He was lying with his eyes closed, but he was fanning himself with a blank test paper in his hand.

Not only did he not sweat at all, because he was wearing the most breathable and comfortable ramie robe, he looked fresh and clean.

In addition to his handsome face, his hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked so cool.

Ma Yang immediately looked down at his surroundings.

Yes, that's right, they were in the examination room.

It's not a leisurely summer resort.

So, how did Master Liu manage to be so leisurely and comfortable?

Could it be that he had already figured out the test questions?

Liu Ji suddenly opened his eyes and smiled mysteriously at Ma Yang.

But just as his smile bloomed, he was seen by the soldiers guarding next to Ma Yang.

A warning look came over, and Liu Ji immediately suppressed the corners of his mouth and continued his dozing posture.

You can sleep in the examination room as long as you don't affect other candidates.

But when everyone is writing furiously, you are sleeping.

This is very annoying.

Si Kongjian rode a white horse slowly and leisurely, holding a sunshade umbrella.

Without any surprise, he stopped in front of Liu Ji's cubicle and looked down at him.

The candidates on both sides hurriedly pretended to answer the questions, lowered their heads, and reduced their presence because of the arrival of the national teacher.

I thought that the national teacher would leave soon after stopping for a while.

However, after a cup of tea, the national teacher not only did not leave, but also got off the horse and walked to the cubicle.

The candidates on both sides immediately felt nervous and held their breath subconsciously.

One of them was too nervous, his hands kept shaking, and a drop of ink dripped on the test paper.

"Ah!" The candidate exclaimed, "It's over, it's over!"

Liu Ji was startled by the movement, opened his eyes, and saw Si Kongjian's annoying face.

Luckily, he didn't get scared.

The guards stopped the candidate next to him in time.

But the ink on the answer sheet couldn't be wiped off. The candidate was anxious and burst into tears on the spot.

Si Kongjian issued an order: "Disturb the examination room, drag it out."

Soon, the cubicle next to Liu Ji was empty.

The candidates witnessed someone being dragged away during the exam, and they were afraid of disaster, so they were extremely careful.

The atmosphere in the examination room, which had finally eased a little, became more tense than at the beginning.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Liu Ji always felt that the sentence "disturbing the examination room" just now had a meaning.

Under Sikong Jian's deathly gaze, he put down his crossed legs, stood up and sat straight, flattened the blank test paper in his hand for writing questions, and laid it back on the table.

An almost undetectable cold sneer came into his ears.

Liu Ji looked at his nose, looked at his heart, sat upright, and no longer looked lazy.

But this did not prevent him from complaining in his heart.

Lying down and sleeping was obviously not counted as part of the examination room discipline, so why did Sikong the bitch come to stare at people?

He thought that this bitch was disturbing the examination room and should be kicked out!

The time for answering questions in the examination room is limited. There are two hours to answer in the morning, and the papers are closed for half an hour at noon to force candidates to rest.

There are two and a half hours to answer in the afternoon, and the papers are closed at dusk. Candidates can answer again until dawn the next day.

In such a tight time, Liu Ji's paper is clean and there is not a single word.

Sikong Jian couldn't help but look at him twice more.

If he could speak, Liu Ji would definitely scold him.

What are you looking at? What's so good about it!

Haven't you seen people taking a nap?

Two people, one standing in front of the cubicle, the other sitting in the cubicle, staring at each other with peach blossom eyes.

Such a weird situation lasted for half a quarter of an hour.

If it wasn't against the rules to stand in front of the cubicle for a long time, Sikong Jian would definitely stare at Liu Ji and write.

Seeing Sikong Jian riding away, Liu Ji curled his lips and opened his mouth to output silently.

Fan Long, who was right opposite him, read his lip shape word by word and was completely stunned.

The curse was too dirty!

Liu Ji stared at him unhappily: What are you looking at, old man? Haven't you seen a handsome and suave master?

Fan Long lowered his eyes in dismay, secretly laughing at the fact that the disciple of the great Confucian scholar was such a low-class bastard.

He picked up the pen and continued to write the answer sheet confidently.

And secretly observed Liu Ji's movements.

But until dusk, when the book was sealed, Liu Ji hadn't written a single word.

The weather was too muggy, and he was in no mood. He held a pen between his fingers, turning it back and forth. (End of this chapter)