Liu Ji took a deep breath and put the bookcase and luggage handed to him by his brother on his back.
His eyes swept over the faces of his family members one by one, and finally stopped on Qin Yao.
"Madam, I'll go in then."
The man's tone was deep, as if he was about to embark on the battlefield and die generously.
Qin Yao stepped forward and patted the man on the shoulder, saying nothing.
"Go ahead." She waved.
"Yeah!" The man nodded heavily, turned around, and stepped into the first fence of the examination room.
Erlang winked at his younger siblings.
The twins immediately held up the small colorful flags made by Yin Le and waved them high.
"Daddy, daddy, you are the best!"
The twins screamed hoarsely and used all their energy to cheer up their biological father.
It was so loud that it successfully attracted the attention of everyone around him.
Qi Xianguan, who was forced to accept the gaze of the crowd because he stood close to him, silently raised his sleeves to cover his face.
All the relatives of the Qi family came. Seeing this scene, they were deeply shocked.
For a moment, I forgot to warn the child.
When he came back to his senses, Qi Xianguan had already passed the first test and entered the examination room.
At three quarters of noon, all candidates entered the venue.
The exam room door is closed.
This delayed Spring Festival has officially begun.
Three days is neither long nor short.
People waiting outside the examination room just felt that time passed too slowly.
The candidates in the examination room are racing against time, fearing that there is not enough time.
Qi Xianguan and Liu Ji took different examination subjects, so they were assigned to different examination rooms.
On the other hand, Ma Yang and Liu Ji were placed together, and they were still facing each other.
There was also Fan Long, who knew Liu Ji but not Liu Ji, and he happened to be sitting in the cubicle opposite Liu Ji.
There is a soldier on duty every five steps in the examination room.
In the central alleyway, two inspectors patrolled back and forth.
The two invigilators, the Minister of Rites and the Imperial Master, appeared on horseback from time to time to inspect the entire examination room.
On the high platform to the east of the examination room, the Queen Mother of a country sat firmly on it, overlooking all the candidates from a high position.
The atmosphere in the entire examination room was solemn, and you could hear a needle drop.
The slightest sound will immediately attract countless surveillance eyes.
Young candidates with low psychological quality did not even dare to reveal their breathing at first.
It happened that the weather in May was very hot. In the small cubicle, big drops of sweat rolled down the candidates' faces.
More and more candidates are asking for water.
After drinking too much water, I want to go to the hut.
In the quiet examination room, people were walking back and forth, making people increasingly irritated.
Ma Yang slowly raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his neck gently, but the heat still surged out.
He couldn't help but curiously raised his eyes to look diagonally opposite, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Did he read that correctly?
Ma Yang rubbed his eyes, looked over again, and was shocked to find that Mr. Liu was actually lying on the mat sleeping!
No, exactly.
He must have been asleep.
The man was lying down with his eyes closed, but he was still fanning himself with a blank question paper in his hand.
I didn't sweat at all, because I was wearing the most breathable and comfortable ramie robe, and I felt refreshed.
Coupled with that handsome face and hair swaying in the wind, she looks so chic.
Ma Yang immediately lowered his head and looked at his surroundings.
Yes, that's right, they are in the examination room.
This is not a relaxing summer resort.
So, how did Mr. Liu manage to be so leisurely and comfortable?
Could it be that he had already solved this test question?
Liu Ji suddenly opened his eyes and smiled mysteriously at Ma Yang. But as soon as the smile bloomed, the soldier guarding Ma Yang saw him clearly.
With a warning look thrown at him, Liu Ji immediately suppressed the corners of his mouth and continued the posture of pretending to sleep just now.
You can sleep in the examination room as long as you do not disturb other candidates.
But while everyone is busy writing, you are sleeping.
This is very hateful.
Sikong Jian held an umbrella and rode a white horse slowly and leisurely over.
Without any surprise, he stopped in front of Liu Ji's cubicle and looked at him condescendingly.
The candidates on the left and right sides, because of the arrival of the National Master, hurriedly pretended to work hard to answer the questions, lowered their heads, and reduced their presence.
I thought to myself that if the Imperial Master stopped for a while, he would leave soon.
However, after a cup of tea passed by, the Imperial Master not only did not leave, but also dismounted and walked to the cubicle.
The candidates on the left and right immediately felt their hearts tightening and subconsciously held their breath.
One of them was so nervous that his hands kept shaking, and a drop of ink fell on the exam paper.
"Ah!" the candidate exclaimed, "It's over, it's over, it's over!"
Liu Ji was startled by the movement. When he opened his eyes, he saw Sikong Jian's disgusting face.
Fortunately, he was not frightened.
The guards stopped the candidate next door in time.
But the ink on the answer sheet could not be wiped off. The examinee was so anxious that he burst into tears on the spot.
Sikong Jianqingqing issued the order: "If you disturb the examination room, drag them out."
Soon, the cubicle next to Liu Ji became empty.
Candidates witnessed someone being dragged away during the exam and were even more cautious for fear of disaster.
The atmosphere in the examination room, which had finally calmed down slightly, became even more tense than at the beginning.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Liu Ji felt that the sentence "disturbing the examination room" just now meant something.
Under Sikong Jian's death gaze, he put down his crossed legs, stood up and sat up straight, flattened the blank examination paper in his hand for writing questions and laid it back on the table.
An almost undetectable cold sneer passed into his ears.
Liu Ji looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He sat upright and no longer looked as lazy as before.
But this didn't stop him from complaining in his heart.
Sleeping while lying down is obviously not part of the examination room discipline, so why would Sikong Bitch come here and stare at people?
He thinks this **** is disrupting the examination room and should be thrown out!
The time for answering questions in the examination room is limited. There are two hours in the morning to answer questions, and half an hour at noon when papers are closed to force candidates to take a break.
You have two and a half hours in the afternoon to answer, and the papers are sealed at dusk, and you cannot answer again until dawn the next day.
In such a tight time, Liu Ji rolled his face cleanly without saying a word.
Sikong Jian couldn't help but look at him twice.
If he hadn't been unable to speak, Liu Ji would have given him a few words.
Look at whatever you want to see, and see what there is to see!
Have you never seen anyone taking a nap?
There were two people, one standing in front of the cubicle and the other sitting in the cubicle, staring at each other with peach blossom eyes.
Such a strange situation lasted for half an hour.
If it hadn't been against the rules to stop in front of the cubicle for a long time, Sikong Jian would have stared at Liu Ji and started writing.
Seeing Sikong Jian riding away, Liu Ji curled his lips and spoke silently with his mouth open.
Fan Long, who was directly opposite him, read his mouth movements word by word and was completely stunned.
The scolding was too dirty!
Liu Ji glared at him unhappily: What are you looking at, old man? Have you never seen a handsome, handsome, and suave old man?
Fan Long lowered his eyes angrily and secretly sneered at the disciples of Great Confucianism for being such low-grade rubbish.
Pick up your pen and continue writing your answer sheet with confidence.
And secretly observed Liu Ji's movements.
But until dusk when the book was sealed, Liu Ji didn't move a word.
The weather was too dull and he was not in the mood. He held a pen between his fingertips and turned it around. (End of chapter)
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