Chapter 31: Exam
At the examination room in the old building, we waited until twelve o'clock. The whole morning passed, but the exam still didn't start.
Some smart people think that the college may have done this intentionally to test their patience and perseverance, and this should also be part of the assessment and scoring. Most candidates also agree that this should be the case.
After all, the re-examination is a scoring system, and the final result is determined by the examiner's scoring. How to evaluate is a very subjective thing. In addition to the on-site performance, perhaps we also need to look at the specific performance of everyone outside the venue?
Of course, if a candidate could directly defeat the senior student in charge of the competition, then they would pass immediately without the need for additional scoring. However, most people did not have such an idea and just wanted to perform as well as possible, which was actually what they could do.
The female teacher stood there the whole time. She didn't even change her standing posture for several hours. This made the candidates below afraid to move around. They could only move around when drinking water or going to the bathroom, but they didn't dare to move too frequently. Some of them even held their breath.
At this moment, the female teacher turned her head and saw someone waving at her from outside, so she went out. After a while, she came back and said, "Exam takers can take a half-hour break. Please be careful not to stray too far from the exam room. The exam room will be closed at 12:45. Exam takers who exceed the time limit will be disqualified."
The candidates finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to get up and move around. It was uncomfortable to sit still for a long time.
At this time, a chubby boy with a round head and a very strong body stood up and took out a large bag of beef jerky from the bag he was carrying. Each piece of beef jerky was packaged. He distributed it to the candidates around him and said, "Classmates, this is beef jerky I made at home. Have one. It will satisfy your hunger."
He passed them to the nearby candidates one by one. Chen Chuan was close, just a few seats away, so he was also given one. He thanked him and didn't eat it immediately after taking it. Instead, he put it in his pocket. He had eaten three nutritional pastes when he came here, and he didn't consume much in the morning after sitting, so he wasn't hungry now.
The little fat boy enthusiastically distributed the food to other students. Many people who were waiting were hungry at the moment, so they thanked him and took the food.
However, some people directly refused and just ate some of the food they brought, while some people didn't even give him a good look and told him to stay away.
The little fat man was not angry. He smiled and took out a stack of advertising papers from his bag and distributed them to the candidates who received the beef jerky. He said that if everyone liked it, they could go to the Han's Restaurant opened by his family to eat. As long as they were Wu Yi's classmates, they would get a 50% discount. If they passed the re-examination, they could eat for free.
After eating something, the candidates could no longer hold back and started chatting with each other. Fang Mingming couldn't help but chat with Chen Chuan who was sitting next to him. He asked, "Student Chen? How many years have you been practicing?"
Chen Chuan said: "Not long."
Fang Mingming said, "Well, I haven't been around long. There was an old man teaching boxing in our town a while ago. I was curious, so I followed him and practiced for a while. The old man said I had talent, so my parents mortgaged their house and raised some money to hire a teacher for me. I practiced every morning and evening for two years..."
He took a bite of beef jerky and said in a slurred voice, "To be honest, I'm just not sure. I couldn't believe it when the school said I passed the preliminary exam the other day. But the teacher said that only those who passed the re-examination can be considered true students of Wu Yi. Just passing the entrance exam doesn't count. Since I passed the preliminary exam, I'll give it a try."
I don’t know if it was to relieve the tension, but he couldn’t stop talking once he started. Chen Chuan sat there listening, but he didn’t show any impatience.
At this moment in Examination Room No. 3, Wei Dong heard the break and jumped up. He did not sit or stand properly, but squatted on the chair, constantly turning left and right to look.
The candidate next to him was eating and was already feeling irritated. Now he couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but say, "What are you looking at? Can't you come down? Aren't you tired?"
Weidong said, "I have a friend I know, but he didn't show up. Did he forget he had an exam today?"
The candidate said angrily: "There is more than one examination room. The person you are looking for may be in another examination room."
"There's more than one examination room?" Wei Dong suddenly realized.
Seeing that he finally understood, the candidate seemed to have relieved a burden. But after a while, seeing that he was still squatting there, he said angrily, "Are you a monkey? Can you sit down?"
Weidong said, "Are you scolding me? You scolded me, didn't you?"
The other candidate was also furious. He stood up and said, "What's wrong with me scolding you? Do you want to fight? I'll fight you to the end!"
"Okay, now?"
Weidong also jumped down, eager to try.
The candidate was stunned by his excitement and whispered, "Are you crazy? Don't you want to take the exam? Aren't you afraid of being disqualified?"
Weidong just stared at him, as if he didn't care about anything else.
When the candidate saw that he really wanted to hit him, he felt his scalp tingling for a moment. He turned his face away and sat back without saying a word. Forget it, he couldn't afford to offend him.
Wei Dong seemed a little disappointed when he saw that he didn't fight anymore. He scratched his head, jumped down from his seat and walked out.
The candidate cursed in his heart and hoped that he couldn't find the way back to the examination room.
The half-hour break passed quickly. At a quarter to twelve, the four examination rooms were closed again, and the candidates continued to wait in silence and agony.
At around one o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Weiban and his team walked out of the private room in the college cafeteria and headed towards the old building.
Seeing that he had finally arrived, the teachers in charge of the exams finally relaxed their tension. Teacher Ning, who had been accompanying them the entire time, asked cautiously, "Commissioner Jiang, can I sign now?"
Commissioner Jiang nodded.
The assistant immediately handed him the list of candidates. After looking at it, he signed his name and said, "Let's get started. Hurry up. It's not easy for the candidates, so we have to be efficient."
Teacher Ning took the list, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately walked to the side. He spoke to several assistant teachers in a hurried tone, and these teachers also left in a hurry.
The assistant then walked over to Commissioner Jiang and asked, "Which examination room does Commissioner Jiang want to observe?"
"Well, let's go through them all," said Jiang Weiban, as if remembering something. "By the way, I heard that exam rooms three and four are a bit more difficult?"
The assistant said, "Yes, because there are many candidates with relatively high levels, we have also arranged some high-level senior students accordingly."
Commissioner Jiang said, "Let's go and take a look at Examination Room No. 1 first."
Inside Examination Room 4, the door was flung open, and an assistant teacher hurried in with a list. He handed it to the female teacher, who took it, looked up, and said, "Now, let's start calling out the numbers."
There was a sudden burst of light cheers and sighs of relief in the field, but when she glanced at them fiercely, everyone immediately quieted down their voices. No one wanted to be kicked out at this time.
The female teacher said, "Students who have registered their numbers should go to the corresponding test centers. 'One hundred and fifteen, two hundred and eighteen, and ninety-three, go to test center one; three, nine, and four hundred and ninety-two, go to test center two; two hundred and seven, one hundred...'"
As she called out the numbers one by one, the candidates also discovered that this re-examination was not conducted in numerical order?
Chen Chuan immediately realized that even those at the back couldn't rest peacefully, requiring them to stay focused and alert at all times. This was probably a deliberate arrangement by the school.
Listening to the number announcement, it is not difficult to judge that there are five test sites in examination room No. 4, divided into numbers one to five. This corresponds to the information of the five senior students received before, but it is hard to say which one I will encounter specifically.
At this time, the door at the back of the building, which had been closed all the time, opened. The first batch of candidates who had been reported went out from here and walked along a spacious U-shaped corridor to different test sites.
After only about seven or eight minutes, the next batch of candidates were called up, so it seemed that the process was not slow.
However, as the exam progressed, injured candidates began to appear. There was no shelter in the school, and everyone could see through the open doors and windows that one or two candidates, either unconscious or with broken bones, were carried out.
However, the candidates have already experienced this during the entrance examination, and the re-examination will only be more rigorous, so everyone is almost mentally prepared.
An hour later, the senior students in charge of the examination took turns, and the candidates were allowed to rest during this period. The information of these senior students was also posted on the bulletin board and was known to the candidates, who also discussed it.
"It's going to be tough today. At test site number three, there's a senior student named Tai Dongwei. My brother said he's very powerful and very skilled in fighting and kicking. I don't want to run into him."
Many candidates nodded. Although there was not much information in the information, just looking at the surface, this person was 1.95 meters tall and weighed 98 kilograms. It was not easy to deal with him.
After all, they are all young people, and most of them have not yet grown physically. Even if they have undergone a certain amount of training, let alone experience, their peak strength and physique are still far from coming. If they meet such a person, they may not be able to last a single round, and there will be no room for them to perform. If they can't perform, how can they talk about scoring?
"Zhou Xinrou, from test site number one, is 1.85 meters tall and weighs 82 kilograms. She's a third-year student and a skilled wrench. It's said those students whose joints were broken encountered her."
"And then there's Zhong Wu from test site number five. He's even more outrageous. He's two meters tall and weighs four hundred and forty-two pounds. He's a third-year student, and he's especially good at wrestling. Isn't that way out of the scope?!"
The candidates' faces turned pale and sweat broke out on their foreheads. They hurriedly looked through the materials in their hands again, hoping to find something useful.
Chen Chuan thought about it. Because the senior students in charge of the examination would take turns to rest, theoretically, only a small number of the candidates present would actually encounter these people.
However, the numbers are not reported in order, so who will compete against whom may have been arranged in advance.
He looked at Fang Mingming and saw him staring at the information nervously, so he asked, "Mr. Fang, have you ever received financial assistance from the Mutual Aid Association before?"
"Hmm? Ah? Um…" Fang Mingming touched his head and said, "My dad told me not to trust sponsors who offer to lend you money, so I didn't accept it…"
Chen Chuan nodded. If it was as he thought, then the candidates who would have to face these senior students would probably be those who rejected the mutual aid association, including him.
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(End of this chapter)
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