In the afternoon, Ling Yun finished the test paper for less than an hour, and turned around and found that he had finished it.

Seeing that he had enough time, he carefully checked it and found that there was nothing missing. He looked at it again because he was worried.

Then carefully organize the test papers, put them aside, and wait for the exam to end and the examiner to collect the test papers.

Ling Yun stopped his hand and suddenly realized that it was really cold that day. He had just written for a while and his hands were a little frozen.

He hurriedly put his frozen hands into his sleeves and covered them.

I murmured to myself, fortunately this year is not late spring cold. If there is another snow at this time, it will be a death-making life!

As if nothing happened, he looked at the brother opposite him boredly, but the man frowned for a while, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he pulled off a hair and inhaled for a while to refresh himself.

Ling Yun thought to himself, could it be that his hair would end when the county examination was over?

The man seemed to find Ling Yun staring at him, turned his head and gave him a blank look, as if he felt that Ling Yun was hindering his thinking.

Ling Yun withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.

Ling Yun, who was leaning against the wall, took a nap.

There were about three incense sticks before harvesting. Ling Yun, who was sleeping in a daze, suddenly heard three bells ringing again, which should be a time signal to remind the candidates.

Ling Yun was about to change his position and continued to lie down. He glanced at the hole and found that the man opposite him was holding a pen and shaking towards him.

Ling Yun looked over and looked at him.

I saw him talking nonstop when he pointed to his pen, maybe because his voice was too low and Ling Yun couldn't hear a word clearly.

Seeing Ling Yun for no reason, he suddenly became anxious and quietly whispered at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun looked closely and realized that it was the pen in his hand that had been stuck with the ink on it, and he could not start writing, so he should have borrowed a pen from him.

Ling Yun quickly withdrew his gaze, turned his head back, leaned against the wall to accumulate energy, and pretended that he had not seen anything, as if he had not seen the man shouting.

Ling Yun thought to himself when it was time? You dared to borrow a pen from me. He is not the Virgin and does not have so much sympathy.

Besides, this is a county exam. If you don’t plan to have two more pens at this level, you deserve it and it’s not worthy of sympathy!

Just talking about Ling Yun himself, he prepared three copies of ink or pen, just to prevent accidents and prevent accidents.

But what Ling Yun didn't know was that the man opposite had prepared three pens himself. However, while he was thinking hard, the ink on the pen gradually solidified when he accidentally realized that it had already broken.

If Ling Yun knew that this was the case, he felt like he was going to laugh out loud, thinking how could there be such a person?

People are unpredictable in such an important occasion. Who knows whether this person is really a mess or a play?

What if he feels that he has no hope and wants to find someone to take care of him?

When it's time to be cruel, he is not soft-hearted. After all, no one here is a three-year-old child.

Seeing that Ling Yun actually ignored him, the boy was so anxious that he sweated.

He was helpless and shrewd at the candidate on his right a few more times. Maybe it was too far away and I didn't hear it, or maybe the candidate ignored him at all.

After a while, he saw a sound here. The yamen guards in the inspection hall quickly came to Lingyun's room, looked at Lingyun, and found that he was dozing off.

I thought to myself that others were writing hard, but you were actually taking a nap here leisurely, so you must be doing some small moves.

So he picked up the test paper that was suppressed by Ling Yun without thinking, opened it and found that he had finished the test questions, which made him stunned.

When he turned around and looked at Ling Yun carefully, he found that he was just a teenager, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Ling Yun, who was closing his eyes and resting, heard the sound, slowly opened his eyes, and found that the test paper he had pressed with small stones disappeared.

He was frightened and looked up suddenly, looked at the yamen runners, glanced down, and found the test paper in the yamen runners' hands.

Ling Yun then breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep breath to calm down, and bowed to him.

Seeing Ling Yun bowing to him, the yamen runner was stunned for a while, then he bowed like Ling Yun, carefully putting the test paper in his hand back to its original position.

After finishing all this, the yamen runners in the inspection venue finished looking back at the man opposite Lingyun, and found that he looked abnormal and trembling. In this cold sky, he was sweating.

It shouldn't be up to him. The yamen runner stared at the man fiercely for a while, his eyes sharp, and he looked like he wanted to eat people.

Ling Yun saw that the man was staring in the fierce cold wind and trembled all over. I don’t know if he was guilty or cold.

I don’t know why, but the yamen runners in the inspection venue did not do anything to him at the end. They just snorted and turned around meaningfully when they left, and looked at the man.

After the yamen runner left, the man lowered his head, his hands kept trembling, and the pen on his hand was shaken off to the ground.

Finally, he was forced to pick up the pen that fell to the ground in disappointment and put it in his mouth and held it back and forth. His hard work pays off. In a cup of tea, the stiff and interrupted pen was finally smoothed out by him with his mouth.

Turning his head and looking at Ling Yun provocatively, Ling Yun was amused by his series of actions and shook his head helplessly.

I have to say that I can do such things, I am really a talented person!

A series of sounds of bronze drums finally remembered that the yamen runners inspecting the examination room began to collect the test papers, and the candidates became anxious.

There are also some young candidates who cry at the test paper they have not finished writing...

But all this was just in vain in the eyes of the yamen runners who collected the test papers. The yamen runners took away the test papers expressionlessly, leaving behind a group of candidates who sighed.

It happened that the yamen runners who took Lingyun's row were actually the ones who came here just now.

Seeing Ling Yun, the man nodded at him with a smile, then put away his test paper, and Ling Yun bowed his hand to respond.

When it was dinner time, the yamen runner came again and sent supper one by one.

Lingyun saw how many cakes there were, a small bowl of pickles, and a bowl of steaming soup.

Ling Yun quickly picked up the hot soup, first took a small sip, and then covered his hands to keep warm.

Just when Ling Yun thought it was over, the yamen runner distributed him some charcoal, a small iron pot and an iron rack that spun the small iron pot.

Ling Yun looked up at other people's charcoal, then looked at his own charcoal, and found that his charcoal was half smaller than others.

He looked at the yamen runner for no reason. The yamen runner didn't say anything, but just smiled at him.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something again, turned around and whispered, "Did you bring ginger?"

[Author’s off-topic]: Recommend a friend’s science fiction apocalypse novel "Ji Po Xingyu", which is fascinating and exquisite!!!
Chapter completed!