After hearing the heated discussion among classmates about the examination room No. 13, Li Xueyu, who always liked to be invisible when there were many people around, couldn't help but take the initiative to recall the situation in the examination room No. 13.

It's a pity that after recalling for a while, she gave up. She was a little face-blind and couldn't remember people at all.

After three days of exams, Li Xueyu only remembered the appearance of Brother Ziyu, Brother Shulin, and a nasty candidate sitting next to her who often sneaked a peek at her test paper.

This powerful Ren Zi No. 13 should have been glanced over and ignored by her, but at that time she could not have imagined that there was such a talented person here, and so powerful that he could alarm two art teachers... Li Xueyu estimated that after the news of this grading scandal spread and the truth came to light, Hongyu would probably take her to another school to watch this Ren Zi No. 13 together with the curious students from the six halls.

After all, they are still young people, and they are Confucian scholars who value academics. Young men and women still admire the strong, high-scoring, and favored students from teachers. Wherever they go, they are the focus of their classmates in the academy, and their every move is watched by them...

The scattered discussions in Jingchen Hall stopped for a while. The sun outside the window gradually climbed up to the 3rd pole. The marking of the papers was almost finished. Just when the turmoil of No. 13 Renzi was gradually subsiding, several more art teachers came to Jingchen Hall.

"This is the graded music and arts test paper."

The blind Mr. Si came in with the help of his servant and placed the music exam paper on Meng Zhengjun's desk...

"Mr. Si can just send his servant to deliver it. There's no need to make an extra trip." At the door, Meng Zhengjun stood up with a serious face to help Si Wuxie.

The blind musician smiled and waved his hand, saying gently, "It's okay. I've been sitting for too long. I'll get up and go out for a walk. I'm going to go to the Lingjing Pavilion outside the city with some friends later. I won't stay with you today. Please forgive me."

"Nothing. Just leave the test papers to the students to record their scores. Mr. Si doesn't need to worry about it." Meng Zhengjun shook his head, stood up and sent Si Wuxie to the door.

When he reached the door, this musician who was highly respected by the gentlemen suddenly stopped and looked back, "That's right."

He raised his hand and pointed at the music exam paper on the table. The familiar prelude made everyone feel something. They were suddenly nervous and a certain candidate number came to their mind again. Could it be...

"I gave full marks to one of the papers. I couldn't help it. Mr. Meng reminded me before that one should be cautious when giving full marks. It shouldn't be a big deal..." Mr. Si asked softly.

Meng Zhengjun shook his head. "Nothing. I believe Mr. Si can make his own decision."

Mr. Si smiled and said, "That's good. In fact, this is the only paper with a perfect score. I really like it."

The female student named Yue Shu couldn't help but interrupt: "Mr. Si, what is the examination room number for this full-mark paper?" Her tone was expectant.

In fact, she also asked on behalf of Duan Jiuling, Su Changfeng, Xiao Hongyu and other teachers and students what they were expecting at that time.

Si Wuxie was not annoyed by being interrupted. He turned around and gave the answer with a smile: "Gengzi field. If I guess correctly, it should be the fingering and musical habits of Senior Yu from Ruxing Hall. He is far ahead in this exam again. You should work hard."

After saying this, the blind musician waited for a while, but no one spoke. He felt a little strange, but did not blame anyone. He said something politely and turned away.

After he left, everyone in the school came back to their senses. Several female students laughed and shook their heads, secretly laughing at themselves for being naive and overthinking. How could it be such a coincidence that it was that student No. 13 again. He had already got full marks in two arts subjects in a row. If he got another music subject, that would be a bit scary.

You have to know that Yu Huaijin, who used to be ranked first in the whole academy, had the best result of getting full marks in three arts subjects, and the other four arts subjects were close to full marks. The teachers were very strict in marking the papers, and getting full marks was really a hell of a difficulty. In addition to absolute strength, a bit of luck was also needed, such as matching the taste of the teacher who marked the papers.

Meng Zhengjun glanced at the relaxed crowd and without saying anything, walked back to the table and directed several female students including Xiao Hongyuyu and Li Xueyu to start recording their music and arts scores.

"I told you, in the subject of music and art, Huai Jin is the dominant one. Who in the whole academy doesn't know that? How could that Ren Zi No. 13 be so amazing that he could get full marks in three subjects, equal to Huai Jin at his peak..." Xiao Hongyu said to several female students from other academies while sorting out the test papers. She had been feeling aggrieved for so long, and now she finally got some face back for her own Ruxing Hall.

Li Xueyou and several other girls were about to respond when a handsome and elegant middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly appeared in the hall. His hair was all silver and he wore a black Confucian cap. No one knew how he appeared at the door. He moved silently and without any footsteps. When someone in the hall reacted, the handsome and elegant Confucian scholar with silver hair had already strode to the table of Li Xueyou and other female students.

"I've finished correcting it. Xueyou, please help me record the score. I have something else to do and have to go." He threw the chess test paper on the table without looking at anyone else, but pointed at the test paper at Li Xueyou.

"Oh, okay, Uncle Qi...Mr. Qi." Li Xueyu was stunned and quickly took the stack of neatly marked test papers.

Mr. Qi took a break from his busy schedule and asked directly: "Are you in the Renzihao examination room?"

Li Xueyou nodded, "Yes, sir, how did you know?"

There were many people in the hall, so Mr. Qi did not knock on the stupid girl's head. He tapped his scholar's cap with his index finger and said, "There are more than 300 chess papers, but only two have full marks, and both are in the Renzi field, namely Renzi No. 7 and Renzi No. 13."

Li Xueyou whispered: "I am Renzi No. 7."

Mr. Qi nodded: "Then this number 13 is pretty good. You are no longer the only one who wins this time. Besides, he doesn't have the advantage of being close to you. Hmm, number 13... let's meet him in the next class."

After the silver-haired gentleman finished speaking, he turned around, bowed to his colleagues, and left.

However, he left quickly, leaving behind a silent lobby.

Everyone was silent.

Another full score.

Xiao Hongyu murmured softly, "Ren Zi Shisan...three full marks." The other female students also looked at her in surprise.

Many gentlemen smiled at each other, feeling more and more surprised and amused, and curious about the identity of this No. 13 Ren Zi.

However, unlike others, Zhu Yourong had lost interest and just listened to other people's heated discussions without participating. He was just feeling a little depressed.

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