The morning light is dim, and the sun in the east is gradually rising.
At the entrance of the academy, there was a lot of traffic. On the last day of the academy's first examination, the scholars' mood became extremely high. The people who were very good at taking the first four subjects were already confident and ready to win another good grade; while those who were not very good at taking the exam were working hard to get some face in these two subjects.
When Ye Junlin arrived, the gate of the academy was still closed. The candidates were all wandering at the gate, and the carriage was parked not far away.
Many candidates immediately saw Ye Junlin's eyes lit up. Yesterday, the story of Ye Junlin defeating Huangfu Tenghui with one move has spread throughout Beiyang Imperial City.
People expressed great admiration for Ye Junlin's force and courage. So many "minded people" came over to establish a friendship with Ye Junlin.
"Xie Wenjun in Xiahedong."
"In the lower Yingchuan Liu He."
"In Xiajian County Zhao Zijing."
"In Qin Xiaoran, Xiayue County."
Ye Junlin was originally "face-blind", and suddenly there were so many strange heads that appeared in front of him, which really made him a little confused. Ye Junlin bowed his hand one by one to show politeness, and then ran away quickly while everyone was not paying attention.
In a corner, Ye Junlin breathed a sigh of relief, a little tired.
A fat man sat in the corner, holding a chicken leg, chewing it with great pleasure.
Ye Junlin looked at him and suddenly felt hungry. He woke up quite late in the morning and really didn't have a few bites of food.
The fat man looked at Ye Junlin, smiled, and then took out another chicken leg from the food box behind him, handed it to Ye Junlin and said, "Mum, I'll 'lent' you, remember to return it to me."
Ye Junlin thanked him, and then squatted in the corner with the fat man, chewing the chicken legs with big mouthfuls.
It is naturally better to eat alone than to eat two people together, and the food is more delicious.
With Ye Junlin's addition, the fat man's speed of gnawing chicken legs became extremely fast. Before Ye Junlin could finish gnawing one chicken leg, he solved all the six chicken legs in the food box.
The fat man put his fingers into his mouth, sucked his fingers gently, and then looked infinitely intoxicated.
Surprisingly, when faced with such a vulgar scene, Ye Junlin didn't feel disgusted, but instead felt that the fat man was sloppy and cute.
After licking his fingers, the fat man picked up a piece of white cloth, not knowing what it was, wiped his hands repeatedly, and smiled and said, "I've paid you a million, brother."
Ye Junlin threw the chicken bone in his hand aside, smiled gently and asked, "Can I ask why?"
"Because you are the first one, I didn't feel disgusted when I saw me licking my fingers." Ti Baiwan patted his chest and said loudly: "Just this point, let you hang out in the North Street of the Imperial City in the future!"
Ye Junlin stood up, patted Ti Baiwan's shoulder, and smiled and said, "Just for this, I'll make up for your friend."
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The gate of the academy opened, and the candidates entered the venue like a group of mad cows.
When Ye Junlin entered the examination room, the examination room was full of people. Ye Junlin was hitting the Qingyi teacher and smiled awkwardly. The Qingyi teacher nodded without saying much.
After the test papers for the "Shu" subject were published, it was still as white as snow. There were not many fonts on the paper, only a few small regular scripts with hairpins.
Ye Junlin looked at the line of words and suddenly felt a little familiar. How could these words be read? How could they be written by Wei Ye?
The title is extremely simple, with only eight words: write a few poems casually.
On Ye Junlin's finger's space ring, a subtle light shone slightly. The pen that Wei Ye threw to him last night, which was almost completely lost, appeared in his hand.
People should not behave like a person, and the sea water should not be measured. This "dressing brush" actually has such magical attributes. Although it is not very good at acting, its "ability" is really not small.
The moment Ye Junlin held this pen, he suddenly felt countless large characters splashing ink echoing in his mind, as if he had entered a different dimension world. A great writer from the calligraphy and poetry world was holding his wrist and wielding his brushstrokes, writing a bold song:
The world of eternal powers, heroes are found in Sun Zhong’s plan. The dance pavilions and singing platforms are always blown away by the wind. The setting sun is grass and trees, ordinary alleys, and human beings say that the slaves once lived. I remember that in those days, the golden swords and iron horses were so angry that they were like tigers.
Half of the poems are like being deeply in Ye Junlin's heart, with a floating meaning in the pen and sent emotions in the ink, and they are completed in one go.
Ye Junlin looked at the half of the poem blankly and suddenly became drunk.
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The "Book" subject ends and the candidates appear.
Ye Junlin saw a vulgar fat man far away, at the entrance of the academy, as if he was looking for something. Ye Junlin stepped forward and wanted to say hello to the fat man.
Unexpectedly, the fat man saw himself first and rushed up like crazy.
"Brother, if you eat my chicken legs, then we are brothers, right?" The fat man asked Ye Junlin, who was a little puzzled.
Ye Junlin nodded differently and looked at Ti Baiwan in even more confusion. He wanted to know what medicine was selling in this fat man's gourd.
An extremely vulgar smile appeared on the fat man's face, as if he had succeeded in his plan: "Since he is a brother, then someone wants to beat me, do you care?"
Ye Junlin laughed helplessly: You are waiting for me here in love.
After the words of Tim Million, more than a dozen big men holding sticks appeared in front of them in a blink of an eye.
The leader was a tough man, his body was covered with scalyx, which was extremely disgusting. Ti Baiwan huddled behind Ye Junlin and whispered: "This man is called 'Laibatou'. He is also a number of people on the North Street of the Imperial City."
After hearing this, Ye Junlin instantly released his perception and swept among these people. Among the group of people, the "Laoba Head" had the highest cultivation level, and he was only a "high-level Xuanshi". As for the rest, most of them were "low-level Xuanshi", and there were even a few, who were still hovering at the "Xuanzhe Level".
Ye Junlin glanced at Biwan and smiled and said, "What do you think, he is also a 'Xuanling Level' person. Are you still afraid of these 'Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals'?"
Ti Baiwan's face turned red in an instant, from his forehead to his ears.
"God has the virtue of being alive. My cultivation is too high, and I am afraid that as soon as I take action, they will all die." Ti Baiwan argued.
"A good excuse." Ye Junlin smiled and patted Ti Baiwan's shoulder to show his relief.
"Since you, the strong man, don't want to take action, then let me, the 'weaker' take action." Ye Junlin said, and five-colored mysterious lights surged up on his body instantly...