He arrived early enough, so how come someone arrived earlier than him? Does it take so much competition to get ahead of him just based on his grades?
The results of Han Zecang and Han Zeli were not announced at the same time. After all, there were thousands of people taking the written test, but less than a hundred people taking the martial arts test.
Han Zeli, who was originally nervous, suddenly became full of confidence after learning about the number of applicants and their levels.
His martial arts exam score ranked third, and his written exam score was just enough to pass.
Facts proved that this was indeed the case. Han Zeli successfully became a martial arts scholar and was eligible to participate in the martial arts examination.
In comparison, the atmosphere on Han Zecang's side was more solemn. When the red list was posted, Han Zeyu was the first to grab a front row seat.
Learning from his experience, Han Zeyu started watching from the end backwards.
Number 51, who is this person? Yunshan Village, Han Zecang.
No way! His silly little brother actually passed the exam? And he was the last one on the list.
Han Zeyu reflected deeply. He clearly didn't say anything before the exam, but this kid actually passed.
The last place in the provincial examination, there is such a lucky person every three years, but no one expected that it would be his family.
Han Zeyu excitedly ran out of the crowd, circled half a circle, and found a few people whispering in a corner where no one was.
Han Zeyu slapped Han Zecang on the back of the head, and said angrily, "What are you waiting for? The results of the provincial examination are out, and you've got the bad luck to become a juren."
Han Zecang couldn't believe it. After learning that the number of admissions this year had been tightened, he felt that he couldn't make it, so he calmed down and prepared to fight again. But his elder brother told him that he had passed?
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