Number 13?

Some people who were slow to react felt it sounded familiar, while others reacted and immediately looked at Duan Jiuling.

The latter was also surprised, and looked down at the picture of the beauty in his hand. He couldn't help but murmured, painting a picture of a superb beauty, and writing an ode to a superb beauty, this is simply... too erotic.

Duan Jiuling felt a sense of admiration and was willing to admit defeat to this student whom he had never met before.

Some of the teachers in the hall who were originally dull and quietly marking papers could not help but show some curiosity on their faces.

Zhu Yourong, who had come just to join in the fun and look for opportunities in the morning, was also distracted and looked over there.

"Ren Zi No. 13? It shouldn't be Xuan Ji. Although it sounds like Xuan Ji also took the risk to write a poem, but from what Brother Su said, it seems that he can't compare to this Ren Zi No. 13... Hmm, is there actually a student in the school who can overshadow Xuan Ji..."

"Could it be that Han Wenfu? No, I heard that he was famous for his poem "Falling Flowers"... Ren Zi... No. 13? Why does he look familiar? Have I seen him somewhere..."

Just as a certain female teacher was frowning in deep thought, the female students who came to Jingchen Hall to assist in scoring could no longer suppress their chatter and began to ask each other questions in private.

"Okay." Meng Zhengjun stood up again at the right time. She looked around the room and reminded: "First, finish marking the test papers quietly. We can talk about these things after that. Mr. Su..."

Su Changfeng raised his head and said seriously: "Mr. Meng, I am not making a fuss. I don't have the skills to cultivate my qi."

He pointed out the window. "So far, I haven't seen any popular essays circulated among the scholars in our academy that are better than this "Ode to the Gods". Some of the sentences in it are so amazing that they raise the level of the whole article... Well, it may be that I have been in the academy for too short a time, but I really can't imagine that this is a work written by a student, and it was completed in just two hours of exam time... This is simply..."

The academic supervisor from another continent, Mr. Poetry, paused for a long time before giving up trying to think of an adjective and said directly, "This reminds me of a senior who topped the list of top-readers when I was studying at Ruoyu Academy."

Everyone was surprised, their eyes fell on the test paper in Su Changfeng's hand, and they began to be more and more curious about how this poem with a strange name could be given such a high evaluation. However, just when the teachers and female students were itching, Meng Zhengjun suddenly nodded, "I know, but we will talk about these things later. You sit down first and finish marking the rest of the papers."

Su Changfeng sat down again and began to mark the papers. However, like Duan Jiuling, he kept the test paper No. 13 separately at hand, and occasionally he couldn't help but look through it again.

Seeing that the hall had become quiet again, Meng Zhengjun sat down silently. But out of sight of the two female students helping beside her, she took out a long-filled etiquette score sheet and glanced at the first name in the top row. There was also a familiar string of words...

The gentlemen were relatively calm and continued marking the papers after they calmed down.

After quickly finishing the task of assisting with scoring, some female students who loved gossip began to communicate in private in a low voice.

"Renzichang No. 13? Whose student is this?"

A female student wearing a small crown whispered, "It shouldn't be from our Zhengyi Hall. There are not many people in our hall assigned to the Renzi field. I know those people. It shouldn't be them... Our senior Gu is not in the Renzi field either... He wrote the first ascending tower, and he should be the best in our hall..."

"I'm not sure if they are from our monastic hall, but it's definitely not our senior Han. He is in the Yizi field. Brother Qingyi, who ranked fourth in the last exam, is not one of them either. He was in the same exam room as me... The top few people in our hall should not be them..."

The pretty female student from the monastery sighed again, "Ah, I never thought someone would write poetry. Isn't this something that the scholars have just started to study? Looking at Mr. Su's attitude, it seems that Senior Han's poetry title is in jeopardy this time. He can't even take first place in the Falling Flowers Poetry Competition."

"I'm not sure if he's from our Chengxin Hall. I just remember that the senior wasn't in the Renzi test center. I don't know the test numbers of the others..."

Xiao Hongyu interrupted: "Mr. Su just said that it wasn't our senior Yu, although she also wrote poetry. There are only three people in our hall in Renzi Field, Xue You is also there, but I asked and it wasn't her. I also know the other two, so they may not be either... Hey, Brother Yueshu, is it an outstanding student from your Guangye Hall? Don't be silent, do you know it but keep it in your heart to tease everyone?"

"Big Mouth Fish, stop talking nonsense. If I were sure, I would have said it long ago. But you, hahaha, among the other two students you didn't mention, isn't there one called Zhao Ziyu? He was the first one to hand in his paper and run away in five out of seven exams. Hahaha, Big Mouth Fish, aren't you usually very confident in your own school? You should be confident too. What if this Ren Zi Shisan is from your Ruxing Hall?" The female student called Brother Yue Shu laughed.

Xiao Hongyu snorted coldly and didn't respond.

The female student from the monastery hall suddenly asked: "Are you sure? That means Brother Yueshu, you have a guess?" I ignored her joke.

Brother Yue Shu nodded: "It's just a guess..."

Xiao Hongyu asked, "Is it the famous 'lame horse' in your hall? His last name seems to be Li. I heard that he is very good at poetry, painting and music, but his art of ethics is so bad that he is holding back?"

"Yes, it's this Brother Li. He's quite handsome, and if it weren't for the imbalance, he would probably be in the top ten in the grade, especially in poetry. Mr. Su used to praise him in class, but this time he didn't write a good poem. Everyone thought he had made a mistake, but they didn't expect... But logically, Mr. Su should recognize his handwriting..." Brother Yue Shu was still a little confused when he was halfway through his speech, and turned to ask other female students:

"Hey, where are you guys at Chongzhi Hall? Tell me..."

The girls discussed for a while, but unfortunately none of them knew this No. 13 Ren Zi Chang, and they could not come to a clear conclusion. No one dared to guarantee that this No. 13 Ren Zi Chang was from their school, but the girls did reach a relatively consistent conclusion on the approximate range of No. 13 Ren Zi Chang:

The probability that Ren Zi Tang came from the top three halls in the last exam, namely, Luxing Tang, Xiudao Tang, and Zhengyi Tang is the smallest; on the contrary, Guangye Tang and Chongzhi Tang, which ranked fourth and fifth in the last mid-month exam, are more likely, among which Guangye Tang, which has the most "biased students", is the most likely.

The reason why it is only a probability and not absolute is that some clever female students, such as Xiao Hongyu, only collected the examination room numbers of their own seniors and the Fengyun students who always ranked in the top few in every major exam before coming to Jingchen Hall, but no one could memorize the examination room numbers of all the students in their own school in advance...

So they talked for a while without any result, and when Meng Xuezhen glanced over, they went back to their own business.

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