Chapter 521 Trivia (Daily)

Thursday, October 19 at 6:02 am.

There was a bit of coolness in the air, and the sky was hazy, but the road was extremely lively.

Lu Li quickly walked out of the apartment building.

After nearly half a year, he experienced getting up and going to school again, but his mood was much calmer.

When he came to the classroom, Wu Yue was already sitting at the same table, with various test papers in front of him.

From the looks of it, it seems that he has given up any hope for the martial arts. He is going to take the exam tomorrow to let himself give up completely, and then switch back to the liberal arts.

Seeing that Lu Li had arrived, Wu Yue put down his pen, raised his head and said, "The incident yesterday was really not intentional..."

"it's okay no problem."

Lu Li didn't care about that little episode anymore, he came to ask for a leave this morning and left.

In fact, apart from the fact that tomorrow's exam can barely arouse my interest, nothing else is considered.

Seeing this, Wu Yue stopped talking and continued to work on the test papers. His attitude when he went home last night made him completely give up his hope of applying for the martial arts exam——

There is only one chance, if the grades are not satisfactory, then switch back to liberal arts.

In this world, warriors are in the minority after all, and ordinary talents are the mainstream, among which there are three, six, and nine grades:

Those with little money, those without money, those who work in related units, those who enter the factory to work on the assembly line...

The pay gap is not small.

Therefore, after two years of hard work, it may be impossible to achieve class leap and be a happy ordinary person.

Of course, Lu Li didn't care what he thought. According to the development track of the other world, the two separated after being at the same table for a while, and there wasn't much interaction in the future.

[Duke: I've already asked for leave, where are you? 】

The phone vibrated slightly.

After browsing the information, Lu Li subconsciously glanced at the time. There will be ten minutes before the morning self-study starts. The possibility of the teacher showing up early is not high.

【In another half an hour, just wait for me at the school gate】

【Duke: Received, salute.jpg】

At this time, Zhang Congxin, with yellowish hair, came in from the back door, carrying a satchel, vividly explaining what it meant to walk without acknowledgment.

But when passing by Lu Li, he still greeted him, "Why did you go back so early yesterday?"

"It's a lot of pressure." Lu Li changed his words differently from when he was at home, "Take a leave of absence for a while, and come back after tomorrow's exam."

Hearing this, Xiao Huang Mao was stunned, he really didn't expect someone to ask for leave today, he reminded: "There is pre-examination training in the morning, and the school will conduct mock exams in the afternoon.

I only found out last night that the monthly exams for martial arts students have been organized and supervised by government departments, and the school has no way of intervening..."

Except for hair dyeing, Zhang Congxin has nothing to do with bad youths. At this moment, he is trying to persuade Lu Li not to give up on himself.

After all, during this period of time, this kind of atmosphere has been spreading in the class, and more and more people feel uneasy and feel like giving up.

"Mock exam?"

"right."

Lu Li, who was originally planning to politely reject the other party's kindness, finally came to his senses, "Do you know what the specific arrangement is?"

Although he checked a lot of information on the Internet last night and got important information from Duke, he did not check some things.

For example, the martial arts monthly exam.

Not many people pay attention to this kind of common sense question, and there are various opinions, without any conclusion.

Most importantly, Lu Li didn't think he would be trapped by a small exam in a world of low martial arts.

"According to the unified requirements of the national examination, there are three levels in total."

"The first level has nothing to do with talent or anything, physical examination, to confirm that there are no major injuries."

"Blood?"

"No, just check your eyesight and let the instrument scan it to make sure that the bones are not deformed."

Wu Yue, who was listening to the conversation between the two, stopped writing questions, feeling very complicated. He wanted to turn himself around through martial arts, but at the same time, he was limited by his parents' attitude, making it difficult to step into martial arts.

When he went home yesterday, he told his family about the exam fee, and he received a lot of complaints. He didn't get the money from his mother until he came to school this morning.

The first monthly exam, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

If you have this talent and have excellent grades, then bite the bullet and continue reading. If you don’t have the talent, simply give up trying early and prepare for liberal arts.

"Fight to the last stand."

After Wu Yue whispered in his heart, he put away his pen and silently listened to the communication between the two.

"What about the second level?"

"The exam in June next year will be very demanding, and we have only just started to step into martial arts. Speaking of it will inevitably hurt our confidence."

As he said that, Zhang Congxin shook his head, "For the first monthly exam, it's probably a set of punches, and the score is based on completeness."

"Finally, there is a special test. According to the seniors who are about to take the national exam, this level is very magical. A glass bottle will be placed in front of everyone."

"And then." Wu Yue couldn't help asking.

The teacher has never introduced these aspects, and those quasi-martial artists on the Internet also kept secret about it, as if they were worried about causing some trouble.

"The specific situation can only be known by personal experience. There are relevant regulations on the official side."

Xiao Huangmao hesitated to speak, on the one hand, he felt that half of what he said was hidden and half was not very authentic, on the other hand, he was worried about getting into trouble.

In the end, he said vaguely: "I heard that there is a liquid darker than blood in the glass bottle. When people approach it, it will cause fluctuations. The more violent the fluctuations, the worse the test results will be. "

"It has nothing to do with hard work the day after tomorrow."

"For the mock exam in the afternoon, the only thing the school can help you master is the second pass."

As soon as the words fell, the class teacher walked in, and the little yellow hair who was stuck in place quickly left.

After a while, the classroom became quiet, and she went straight to the topic and said: "Students who have not paid the registration fee must pay and register before school in the morning. If the deadline is exceeded, they will automatically give up."

While speaking, the head teacher couldn't help but look around.

After getting along for a month, the teachers of each subject know the situation of each student, not to mention her as the head teacher.

Who are willing to try, who are talented but impatient, and who are already retreating, I have a rough idea.

"In addition, the registration fee is only higher this time. After all, the situation is special. If you take the monthly exam in the future, you only need to pay 1,000."

Monthly exam, as the name suggests.

Once a month.

If it is 5,000 every time, it is true that ordinary families need to spend money to support their children, but if it is only 1,000, the quality of life will be reduced, and they can be satisfied by gnashing their teeth.

After saying these words, the head teacher turned and left.

Martial arts is different from liberal arts. There is no so-called morning reading. Students can do whatever they want in the self-study class. The default is to review what they learned yesterday, and then practice in the outdoor class.

"Are you signing up?"

"Are you sure you want to participate?"

The conversation was endless.

But Lu Li didn't say anything, got up and left his seat, and handed the money to the monitor.

Although it is a waste of time to do so, it is enough to make parents happy.

This book will be completed in the next year and is expected to be 2 million words in length.