Chapter two hundred and eighty episodes of practice exams
The exams for different subjects are generally similar.
It is nothing more than that candidates need to complete a series of test questions carefully selected for them by the school within the specified time limit, and then after handing in the papers, they gather in groups, anxiously and uneasily checking each other's answers and estimating their scores.
Top academics who usually have excellent grades will often yell regretfully after making one or two mistakes in a question, "I did not do well in the test this time" and "I must have failed"; while students who usually have only so-so grades will complain when they hear the top students' comments.
After sighing, you will have the illusion that "maybe the test questions this time are difficult and everyone did not do well in the test."
In short, similar to the exam career before Zhengqing University, the final exams for young wizards in the magical world did not become easier because they knew a few magic tricks.
Of course, there are differences.
For example, during the divination class exam, students are allowed to bring their various 'keys' in the examination room, and the practical and theoretical exams in the divination class are combined into one exam, from ten in the morning to three in the afternoon, during which time no
stop.
For another example, in addition to requiring students to memorize basic talismans, the exam in the talisman class also requires students to describe the effects of different talisman combinations, different talisman galls, how to draw the talisman feet, etc.
There is also a practical class. This is the only exam that does not have a theoretical exam and consists entirely of practical content. It is arranged on Friday of the 19th week. It is the last exam of the week and can also be regarded as a practical exam.
The first session of the exercise exam.
"I think after the practical exam, at least half of the people will have to go to the school hospital for examination... If there is no problem, they should go for a walk." Fatty Xin stood next to Zheng Qing and murmured in a low voice.
At this moment, they were standing in the gentle Green Valley just like they did during class. Of course, due to the season, the Green Valley is not too green now, but looks a bit gray. They were lined up in two rows, two by two.
On the contrary, each other releases spells and unspells according to the requirements of the invigilators.
Because the invigilators conduct one-to-one assessments, other candidates waiting are inevitably a little slack.
"Why do you say that?" Zheng Qing paid careful attention to the white robe opposite him while chatting absentmindedly with Fatty Xin.
The reason why I was vigilant was because the person standing opposite the public-funded student was an ‘old acquaintance’.
Andrew Taylor from Alpha College, the werewolf from Quebec.
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After the proctors assigned the confrontation groups and found out that he was assigned to a group with Zheng Qing, Andrew Taylor announced in a carefree manner that before Professor Trudeau dueled with Zheng Qing, he would weigh the weight of the new "world".
"The ranking of wands makes sense after all, right?" Andrew rubbed his fingers, smiled maliciously, and looked at Zheng Qing.
Because of the exam, all the magic rings that this little wolf cub usually wore on his hands were taken away by the examiner. They looked bare, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.
"I don't understand much." Zheng Qing twitched his lips and replied feebly - this is not the first time he has faced this kind of problem in the past few days. Relatively speaking, Andrew's attitude is not bad.
The situation was bad. He had to deal with rumors and exams at the same time. Zheng Qing felt that he had truly understood what "mental and physical exhaustion" meant.
He didn't want to have any argument with Andrew on this matter.
Andrew was obviously not satisfied with Zheng Qing's laziness.
"I'm a bastard!" the young master of the Taylor family roared, punched his Dharma book, and at the same time stepped forward, forcing himself towards Zheng Qing.
A flash of light yellow shot out from Andrew's Dharma book and rushed towards the young public-funded student.
"Hold the grass!" Zheng Qing cursed in a low voice, took a step back, shook out his Dharma book with his backhand, and shouted: "You Zhu!"
This is a simple spell derived from the spell "Wind and rain are gone, birds and mice are gone". It is often used by wizards to protect themselves and avoid magic that is not strong but has troublesome effects.
A green shield flashed away without any sound, but firmly blocked the light yellow shield a foot in front of Zheng Qing.
Before Zheng Qing could say anything, Andrew threw out the second spell:
"Ge Zhi Tan Xi, give to Zheng Qing!"
Several dark green vines popped up suddenly and rushed towards Zheng Qing. Each one was as thick as a thumb, winding and circling, like poisonous snakes hunting, flexible and agile.
Seeing Andrew use this spell, Zheng Qing almost laughed out of anger.
This was the first spell he learned at First University, and it was also the most proficient spell he used. He knew the advantages and disadvantages of this magic very well.
"Do you dare to use some fresh magic?" The young public-funded student laughed loudly and opened the last few pages of the book - because most of the students were familiar with this spell, Zheng Qing naturally had to prepare countermeasures early:
"What grass is not yellow, what grass is not mysterious!"
A shadow rippled with Zheng Qing as the center. After the vines that were swirling and ready to move were passed by this shadow, they fell to the ground like snakes with their bones removed. After a while, they all turned yellow, black, and volatile.
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Being provoked one after another, Zheng Qing's temper also increased.
Seeing that Andrew was in a daze, his heart moved and he immediately threw out a small evil curse: "Tearing down!"
"Wow..." Andrew immediately burst into tears, his voice making the entire Green Valley buzz.
Zheng Qing, who had just thrown the little evil curse, couldn't help but feel a little regretful - maybe he should choose a slightly quieter spell, such as 'walking vigorously' or 'wolf stalking his beard', which might have a better effect.
After making such a big noise, several examiners who were originally invigilating the exam rushed over angrily and waved their hands to eliminate Andrew's negative emotions.
"What's going on?" an examiner wearing a gray robe asked sharply.
"We were practicing before the exam and got a little carried away for a moment. I'm really sorry." Zheng Qing immediately explained with an apologetic look.
Recognizing that he was the 'World' of this year's Major Arcana, the invigilator's expression immediately softened a lot.
"Is that so?" He turned to look at Andrew, his tone still a little stern.
Andrew's sobbing had not completely stopped. He wiped his face with a handkerchief and nodded repeatedly: "Yes...that's it."
The examiner sighed, glanced at the two of them, and reminded: "I won't do this next time!"
Then he tiptoed and slowly floated up. After about a mile off the ground, he looked around and warned in a loud voice: "During the practical exam, other candidates can observe, rest, and sort out their Dharma books. Never
Noisy fighting is allowed, and private fighting is not allowed!"
"Violators will have ten percent of their character points deducted first!"