After strict inspection, Yan Xi was about to enter the examination room.
He waved to the three people standing in the distance and asked them to go back.
Then he turned around, took a deep breath, and entered the examination room.
The examination hall was located in the Royal Imperial Academy. After entering, Yan Xi's scalp tingled at the rows of densely packed examination rooms.
The small cell was simply furnished with a table, a very small bed and a toilet.
Just looking at it made him feel a bit depressed. When he thought about having to stay here for nine days and six nights and having to solve the problems of eating, drinking, defecating and urinating here, he felt suffocated.
The imperial examination is really not a job for humans.
The three exams focus on classics.
The first round is to post scriptures, the second round is to test the meaning of the text, and the third round is to test the current affairs policy.
This test mainly tests each candidate's familiarity with Confucian classics, similar to the fill-in-the-blank questions in modern Chinese language exams.
The test is that the examinee explains the meaning of a passage selected by the examiner from Confucian classics and what kind of thoughts and artistic conception it expresses. It is equivalent to the reading comprehension part in the Chinese language test.
As for the test on current affairs, as the name suggests, it examines current political hotspots. Candidates are required to write an article based on these current political issues to express their political views and opinions, which is almost the same as the final composition part of the Chinese test.
In order to prepare for this exam, Yan Xi strictly followed the exam requirements, let the system give him questions, and took mock exams every month.
After a few months, he had become very proficient.
After receiving the test questions, Yan Xi quickly browsed through the test contents, mobilized the knowledge reserves in his mind, and answered the questions quickly.
The first and second games were relatively easy for him, all thanks to his repeated practice according to modern learning models.
However, when some candidates with poor psychological quality or those who have failed the exam several times got these test questions, their brains went blank and they could not remember the knowledge they had learned or memorized at all. Their faces turned pale, which directly led to their failure in subsequent exams.
Some people, when they see that they have understood everything, are visibly delighted and write as if inspired by gods.
Yan Xi was fully focused, looking serious throughout the whole process. He picked up the brush and recited the knowledge points while writing, very smoothly.
The invigilator who passed by was impressed by his calm and composed appearance, as he glanced at his test paper.
The handwriting was neat, clean and clear, and there were no mistakes in the answers so far. The invigilator couldn't help but stroke his beard and nodded thoughtfully.
Yan Xi appeared to be as calm as an old dog, but in reality, he was madly complaining to System 5555, "Why hasn't the invigilator left yet? He's been standing next to me. I want to scratch this itch. It's so itchy."
The damn mosquito had to bite his big butt, why not bite anywhere else? Was it trying to kill him while he was taking an exam?
Perhaps the invigilator heard his thoughts and finally left with his hands behind his back.
At mealtime, the Imperial Examination Hall would distribute meals uniformly. Perhaps because they were served in a communal pot, the food was not very tasty. Yan Xi had a very picky taste and could not eat after just one or two bites. He might as well have ate the snacks that Lou Jinchuan gave him.
The highlight is the third exam, which is about how to put forward your own views and opinions based on the major political issues facing the court today.
It is quite difficult to neither be too sharp or sensitive in words nor be indecisive and unable to solve the problem.
Yan Xi combined some of the historical knowledge he learned in modern times, integrated the reform proposals of some historical politicians with his own views, and answered the current political issues in the exam questions.
His hands were sore from writing so many dense words, but he did not dare to slack off and seized every minute and every second.
When the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, he was just finishing his writing.
Yan Xi had back pain, dry eyes, was sleepy and hungry, had an unshaven beard, and his clothes were stinking from the toilet next to him, which made him almost doubt his life.
After handing in the test paper, he looked at himself and the cell with disgust and quickly fled.
Some candidates were in even worse condition than him. They looked disheveled and no different from homeless people. They all looked listless and exuded a disgusting smell.
After leaving the examination room, Yan Xi saw Lou Jinchuan standing at the door waiting for him with a lunch box.
Yan Xi smelled the scent on his body and wished he could dig a hole in the ground and escape.
Oh my god, I can’t even face people like this.
He raised his sleeves to cover his face and prepared to run away, but Lou Jinchuan saw him and shouted loudly: "Brother! I'm here!"
Yan Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly cried out, "Brother Tong! Help me, is there anything that can make me feel refreshed and fragrant?!"
System 5555: "Yes, but you have to remember, I'm only helping you because you've worked hard for nine days. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to ask me for help with such a small matter."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xi felt a warm current surrounding his body. The next moment, he felt refreshed, and the clothes on his body looked like they had just been washed.
He touched his chin and found that the beard was gone.
"Thank you, Brother Tong!" Yan Xi was overjoyed. He put down his hand, pushed through the crowd, and ran towards Lou Jinchuan.
"Xiao Jin, I'm here!" The boy saw him cheering with his arms open, and thought he was hugging him. His heart beat faster, and he opened his arms as well. However, when Yan Xi hugged the food box in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Xiao Jin, what did you cook for me today? I'm almost starving. The food in the Imperial Examination Hall is so disgusting that I didn't eat much." The young man muttered as he hurriedly opened the food box, like a starving ghost reincarnated.
Lou Jinchuan put his hands away helplessly, "It's nothing, they are all your favorite dishes."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard the people next to him start eating, "Mmmmm... delicious."
Lou Jinchuan: "..."
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