The empty dam outside Shangqing Palace suddenly became lively.
Some candidates burst into tears as soon as they were teleported back here: "I am almost there, I am almost there to learn how to cast the spell, why can't you give me a little more time? Just half an hour... No, ten minutes, ten minutes will do."
Some students also slumped on the ground, their expressions dull, and they murmured in despair: "It's over, it's over. I only answered two questions. I will definitely fail the exam."
Then he couldn't control himself and started crying.
Everyone felt sympathetic towards those who failed to complete the exam, but there was nothing they could do. They could only lower their voices when talking to each other so as not to irritate them.
Candidates who knew each other gathered in groups of three or five to discuss the exam that had just ended.
"Cao Li, how did you do on the exam?"
"I feel okay. At least I answered all three questions before the end of the test. I just don't know how many points I can get. How did you do in the test?"
"Don't mention it. I was unlucky and drew some extremely difficult questions..." The man sighed.
Cao Li exclaimed, "Ah!" and said sympathetically, "Why are you so unlucky?"
Just when I was about to say something to comfort him, I heard him say, "Fortunately, I answered all four questions, but I was exhausted... I have no idea if I can pass this round of the exam."
Cao Li rolled his eyes.
Damn it, it turns out this guy was just pretending to be cool. I almost thought he really didn’t do well in the exam, and I was about to comfort him. People like this are the most annoying.
For safety reasons, most candidates only choose three or four majors.
After all, the exam time is limited. In just 48 hours, concentrating on repeatedly practicing the knowledge of three or four majors to achieve the best is undoubtedly the safest choice.
But there are exceptions.
"Pei Jun, you should have done very well in the exam this time, right?"
"Not bad. I answered all ten questions and I feel like I did pretty well. I shouldn't have embarrassed our Pei family."
The candidate named Pei Jun made a shocking statement, but his tone did not contain any boasting, as if he was explaining a very ordinary thing.
In fact, Pei Jun really didn't think there was anything to brag about.
Because he was different from ordinary candidates, he came from a large family of cultivators in Shuzhong.
Since he was young, there were elders in his family who practiced Taoism and taught him how to practice Qi. When his spiritual energy reached the standard, he would be taught the principles of basic spells. Even if he was given a basic spell that he had never learned in the examination room, he could master it quickly with his solid foundation.
In fact, it's not just Pei Jun. All disciples trained by cultivation families can always get good results in the examinations.
This subject examination is no exception.
In addition to Pei Jun, there were several other candidates who came from families of cultivators or whose parents were cultivators, and they all answered relatively well.
Although they didn't answer all ten questions, they all answered six or seven, and they all answered them well.
Ordinary candidates can only envy these disciples who come from cultivation families.
In recent years, various cultivation universities have also noticed this situation. When recruiting students, they will appropriately lower the requirements for ordinary candidates to avoid the monopoly of students by aristocratic families.
After hearing about Pei Jun's results, the candidates were either amazed or gathered around him to compliment and congratulate him.
Pei Jun answered 10 questions, so he was sure to be admitted to Xiuzhen University, and it was very likely that he would be the top scorer in this year's subject examination!
Such a person has a promising future and there are only benefits and no harm in getting to know him.
At the very least, if you can get a little bit of that academic genius's aura, maybe you can get good luck and be admitted to a cultivation university.
Although Pei Jun came from a family of cultivators and did so well in the exam, he was not arrogant at all. Facing compliments and congratulations from everyone, he was either grateful or humble, appearing to be very graceful and impressed many people.
Su Mu did not go up to join in the fun, but he was also very impressed by Pei Jun's achievements.
Being able to answer 10 questions within 48 hours is very impressive, regardless of whether you have learned it before.
Suddenly, he heard a cry of surprise: "Oh, God, are they all so amazing? It's amazing that they can answer 10 of such difficult questions. Compared with them, I feel so stupid..."
Su Mu couldn't help but frowned.
How can I describe this voice? The pronunciation is very standard, almost the same as the broadcasting tone on TV.
But the accent sounds so weird, exactly like the dubbing in the early dubbed films.
He turned his head and looked at the person who was speaking.
The man was standing on his left. Although he also had black hair, he had a high nose bridge, different eyebrows and eyes, and a very white skin, with a Western or European style.
Seeing Su Mu looking at him, the man grinned and extended his hand in a friendly manner.
"Hey, man, I'm Kevin Feng, nice to meet you. You can call me Kevin. My friends all call me that. I also like this name. It makes me feel very intimate."
"Sumu."
Su Mu stretched out his hand, shook it with him, and asked curiously, "Are you from Anxi Province?"
Kevin shook his head: "No, no, no, my dear friend, I am not from Ansi Province, I come from faraway Europe. Have you heard of Vienna? Yes, yes, it is the city on the Danube River, and that is where I come from. I never thought that you knew my hometown, which really makes me happy. Vienna is beautiful, you must go there if you have the chance in the future. Of course, I would also be happy to be your guide..."
He is actually a foreigner?
Su Mu was a little surprised.
"You speak Chinese very well, but do you always speak like this? Uh, I mean, this dubbed accent."
Unconsciously, he had picked up a bit of the dubbed film accent, but luckily it wasn't serious.
Kevin scratched his head, a little embarrassed, obviously aware that his accent was very different from others.
Sighing, he said, "I must say, this is really embarrassing... I watched a lot of your dubbed films in order to learn Chinese well, but my God, I ended up learning Chinese like this. It wasn't until I came to the East that I realized that you don't speak like that at all."
At this point, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey, man, why don't you spend more time with me and help me get rid of this damn accent? I heard that if you communicate with people more, you can practice your spoken English. Ahaha, this is a great idea, isn't it?"
"Are you always so familiar?"
Not only is Kevin not shy, he is also a chatterbox. Once he opens his mouth, he talks nonstop. Su Mu even regrets talking to him.
"Don't worry, my friend. I won't let you help me for nothing. I'll pay you."
"This is not a question of money...how much do you want to give?"
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