Chapter 120 Song Zhaobang Part 7

In order to prevent students from cheating, Canglan College divided a total of more than 50 noble women into an examination room with five people, and the distance between each seat was two meters.

As soon as Song Zhao entered, he was embraced by the excited Wen Nuo, "Zhao Zhao'er, we are so destined, we will start in a while, I will treat you to a flower cake."

Song Zhao saw that Wen Nuo's desk was full of food and snacks.

She blushed, "Nuo Nuo, are you here for an exam, or for something to eat?"

Wen Nuo bit the pastry in her mouth and didn't take it seriously, "I'm just an embroidered pillow, and I feel dizzy when I see the test paper. Anyway, my mother said, whether I can pass the test or not, I can come to Canglan College to be an auditor , I’m just going through the motions today.”

What he said made Sheng Minggui and Yuan Jinxiu in the examination room very envious.

If they could live as well as Wen Nuo, why would they study so hard.

The two looked at each other, smiled wryly, then got up again and greeted Song Zhaowen Nuo.

The four little girls chatted in harmony for a few days.

Yin Wanyang, who was left in the cold, was a little worried.

She stared at Song Zhao, who she thought was the best bully, and said nonchalantly, "I didn't expect Song Zhao, you would dare to come, you are really not afraid of making jokes, but I have to remind you, even if you have nothing Yes, you can’t hand in a blank paper, and you have to have some backbone if you fail.”

Yin Wanyang considers herself to be the most talented noble lady among all noble ladies, she is full of aloofness and pride in her talent.

Wearing a crescent white skirt and a small white flower on her head, she fiddled with her hair in the mirror in the palm of her hand.

Wen Nuo stared at her for a while, and said surprisingly, "Is someone dead in your family?"

Yin Wanyang's expression froze, "How did you talk?"

Sheng Minggui made up the knife ruthlessly, "Then why are you dressed like you are going to a funeral?"

me? ?

Before Yin Wanyang brought it up, Song Zhao turned around and suggested seriously, "...let's go to the funeral after the exam."

"You, you are targeting me on purpose!" Yin Wanyang slammed the mirror angrily, staring at Song Zhao and the others, impotently and furiously.

Song Zhao smiled kindly, "Shh, keep your voice down, the exam room is not allowed to be noisy, if you are misunderstood that you are making trouble, you will be disqualified from the exam, and you will not even have a chance of failing the exam, you will be eliminated directly .”

Dean Fang, who happened to be on patrol, passed by, stood outside the window and warned in a bad tone, "Be quiet, if you make noise in the examination room, leave Canglan College immediately."

Yin Wanyang, "..."

He had never been reprimanded since he was a child, and immediately blushed in embarrassment, feeling ashamed and angry.

She sat back in her seat lazily, not wanting to talk anymore.

The exam began soon, and the three masters in charge of the exam came in with the test papers, paper, ink, pens and inkstones, and distributed them one by one.

With a loud bang, there was silence in the examination room.

Four test papers.

The first two are four books and five classics, poems and songs.

The test is about memory and knowledge reserves. If you don't memorize and write from childhood, you can't do it at all.

The third is miscellaneous mathematics, which, in layman's terms, is the mathematics of the modern world.

The brain flexibility of the test is the most difficult thing for girls to learn.

The last one is policy theory, which focuses on various political issues and debates, and the test is logical thinking and opinions.

The four test papers were all issued by Dean Fang.

The difficulty of the subject is comparable to the imperial examination, even for noble girls, it is not easy to do it.

Except for the big-hearted Wen Nuo, Sheng Minggui, Yuan Jinxiu and Yin Wanyang were all sweating from the tip of their noses, staring at the test paper with expressions like they were facing a formidable enemy.

The three invigilators stood on the stage, staring at the eyes like Tongling, and shrewdly swept past the five students in the audience.

But it turns out that Song Zhao, who is the least favored and known as the idiot, is the calmest among them.

She picked up the pen and licked the ink, and worked hard on the questions.

It seems that nothing can trouble her.

Even if he is doomed to fail the ranking in the end, it is worthy of praise for this mentality.

Yin Wanyang sat behind Song Zhao, and when she realized that Song Zhao was more stable than her, she immediately forced herself to calm down.

Her expression was full of determination.

She must take the first place in the exam, she will be jealous of Song Zhao!

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After a whole day passed, Song Zhao finished the test, checked it again, and was the first to hand in the paper.

She walked out with a relaxed expression.

These questions are really too simple.

In this life, no idiot will exist.