Zhao Qianci wasn't assigned a bad account this time, not because he was lucky, but because the bad accounts were moved to a different location.
It's not far from the previous bad number.
If you look closely at the ground, you can vaguely see some indescribable things on it.
While cleaning the examination room, Zhao Qianci felt nauseous.
He thought to himself that it would have been better if he had brought a broom this time. Luckily, Zhao Qianci had a strong mentality and came from a farming family.
He actually saw maggots on the ground, wriggling around.
Zhao Qianci frowned, pondering how to get rid of those disgusting things.
But now is not the time to deal with those disgusting things. First, let's check the exam room, including the seats and the bottom of the desks.
Given the precedent of finding spiders under the bed, we quickly set up the tarpaulin and then wiped it clean.
After everything was settled, the test basket was lifted and placed on the seat.
Because of the disgusting maggots on the ground, Zhao Qianci felt terrible.
With some time still before the exams started, Zhao Qianci sat on his seat, pondering what he could use to get rid of those disgusting things.
Suddenly noticing a wooden stick standing to the side, Zhao Qianci chuckled.
Perhaps this is fate.
Zhao Qingyan always calculated the items she prepared with great precision, but this time, she added an extra wooden stick.
He bent down, used a stick to pick out the disgusting thing that had crawled to his feet, and threw it into the passageway.
There was nothing that could be done. It wasn't that Zhao Qianci lacked public morality; it was simply that it wasn't free time, so he couldn't move around freely.
Confined to his dorm room, Zhao Qianci had limited mobility and could only throw the disgusting things into the aisle.
They only hoped that the patrolling officers and soldiers would either trample them to death or sweep them away while they were walking.
After picking out the last disgusting thing, Zhao Qianci quickly sprinkled a lot of medicinal powder on his little patch of land.
Although the medicine powder has a pungent smell, it's still better than seeing those disgusting things that ruin your food or belongings.
Haven't you noticed that the stove you brought this time is of significantly lower quality compared to the previous ones?
It's all because of my unlucky constitution that the stove and other equipment I prepared are all disposable.
After washing his hands with water, Zhao Qianci finally felt that his hands weren't so dirty anymore.
Only then did they arrange the writing brush, ink, and inkstone in an orderly fashion. Zhao Qian had brought an extra paperweight with him this time before he resigned.
I'm terrified of another rainstorm like yesterday's.
The exam questions were released all at once, and all you had to do was submit your paper within the allotted time on the third day.
The advantage of this is that test takers can arrange the content and time of their answers according to their own knowledge, and can be well-prepared.
Considering his unlucky streak, Zhao Qianci decided it would be best to finish answering the questions as soon as possible.
I went through all the questions as quickly as possible, and I already had a general idea of the answers.
For each question, create an outline.
After this process is over, it's break time, which is when everyone can go to the toilet.
Zhao Qianci went to the outhouse as quickly as possible, and after returning and chewing on an apple, he began to write a draft.
Fortunately, it was getting dark quite late, and when he finished the last stroke, Qianci discovered that there were already quite a few dead flying insects lying on his desk.
Luckily, I put the answer sheets in the exam basket beforehand, otherwise they would have been covered in flies.
I tidied up the draft paper, shook it clean, put it in the exam basket, and then shaved out the little bug that had fallen into the inkstone.
They extinguished the candles and used their clothes to scare away the flying insects in the examination room.
He lit a mosquito coil, and after it had burned for fifteen minutes, he lowered the oilcloth curtain and went to sleep fully clothed.
The next day was another busy one.
It seems that things have gone a little too smoothly today and yesterday, Zhao Qianci frowned.
Therefore, he walked with extra care on his way to the outhouse, afraid that some of the bricks might be loose and trip him up.
Sure enough, there were raised blue bricks on the ground. If Zhao Qianci hadn't kept his head down and been careful where he was stepping, he would have definitely fallen flat on his face.
Sure enough, he didn't fall, but someone else did.
Talking is not allowed in the examination room, so he couldn't remind others.
Besides, no matter how unlucky others are, they certainly can't be as unlucky as you. Zhao Qianci thought to himself.
Therefore, he felt less uncomfortable when he saw others fall down.
Another apple solved breakfast.
Zhao Qianci read the question again to make sure he had understood it correctly.
I read the title on the draft again, made some changes, and then started copying it.
Zhao Qianci spent the day copying.
Before the lights were turned on that night, Zhao Qianci checked the paper and handed it in.
The law of bad luck applies: if things are peaceful for two days, it's no wonder there will be problems on the third day.
As a result, in the middle of the night, there was a thunderstorm.
Not only was the rain pouring down, but hailstones the size of eggs were also hitting the ground.
With clanging and banging, most of the tiles on the roof of the examination hall were smashed to pieces.
Many of the exam dormitories have started to leak.
If it weren't for the rule prohibiting noise in the examination rooms, many candidates would already be crying and complaining.
Zhao Qianci's exam room was also damaged, but he remained calm, opened a large oilcloth umbrella, and continued to sleep with his legs curled up against the exam basket.
Whatever, I've already handed in the paper.
The other members of the Zhao family were also quite calm compared to others.
Wrap the exam basket in tarpaulin to prevent the exam papers inside from getting wet.
In addition, the dormitory was lined with tarpaulin, so even if the roof leaked, it wouldn't matter. Apart from being a bit damp, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Natural umbrellas also need to be opened, and their frames can provide some cushioning to prevent being hit by falling debris if the roof collapses.
The Zhao family's examinees were probably the most composed in the entire examination hall.
Suddenly, one of the test takers burst into tears.
"Ah... my test paper, my test paper is wet, completely wet, waaaaah..."
Soon the examinee was gagged by soldiers wearing straw raincoats and dragged out of the examination room.
Your results are invalid. If you want to take the exam again, you'll have to wait until the next year.
This is truly a sad story.
Xu Dongsheng's overall actions were similar to Zhao Qianci's. He submitted his paper earlier than Zhao Qianci, this afternoon.
The reason he was in such a hurry to hand in his paper was entirely because of Old Master Zhao.
He had seen unlucky people before, choking on water, tripping and falling on flat ground—and that wasn't all.
Anyone who is even slightly close to him either loses something today or suffers a setback the day after tomorrow.
The level of misfortune was astounding.
Therefore, knowing that Grandpa Zhao was always unlucky in exams, he was afraid that the old man's personality was too eccentric, so he handed in his paper early.
Of course, Xu Dongsheng was confident in his own knowledge.
Let alone having a teacher like Yunyou,
Ever since Han Xuri recognized this younger brother, he has searched for countless rare books by famous authors and sought out numerous great scholars to obtain their reading notes for Xu Dongsheng.
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