The huge light curtain was like the bright stars in the sky. Even if the scorching sun made people dizzy during the day, everyone could clearly see the results of the candidates in the preliminary written examination.
The candidate who ranked second behind Ye Wenya scored nearly 30 points less than her!
This is simply incredible considering the total score is only 100.
With a loud bang.
The exam results sheet ranking was like a heavy hammer, suddenly hitting everyone's head. Everyone looked around to know who was the person who stood out from the crowd and got a perfect score at the top.
Even the organizers, the Imperial Education Bureau and the Pharmacy Guild, were amazed and inquiring about where this student had come from. How come they had never heard of this student before?
Logically speaking, although the National College Pharmacist League has not been held in the past three years, the Empire has also held many other competitions during this period, such as the annual Medicinal Plant Identification Competition.
This competition tests the pharmacy students' understanding of medicinal plants. Every year, students from major universities participate in the competition.
The candidates’ lunch break is not short, a full two and a half hours, and the final rematch will not begin until 2:00 p.m.
The organizers of the competition provided a delicious and hearty lunch for all the students and teachers. Ye Wenya held the plate, feeling the gazes of the people around her, and calmly ate her lunch.
The food here was very good: golden, crispy and refreshing pancakes, sweet and tender fresh vegetables, and some other dishes that she couldn't even name but just felt tasted good.
In order to ensure that all contestants have good food and drink, lunch is served buffet style.
Ye Wenya ate a dessert contentedly and took another one.
Huang Xuemin sat opposite Ye Wenya, looking at her, hesitant to speak. Finally, he couldn't help it, so he thought for a moment and said, "Are you confident about the exam this afternoon?"
Refining a potion isn't just about having a good memory; it's very different from a written exam. Even though Huang Xueming was proud of Ye Wenya's SSS-level mental power, that didn't mean she, after only a few months of study, could create a potion that would amaze everyone.
"Teacher Huang... When we were in class at school some time ago, I remember that I always did very well in the potion-making class." Ye Wenya looked up at Huang Xuemin helplessly and stuffed a spoonful of cake with red jam into her mouth.
"Teacher, don't be too nervous..." Ye Wenya thought for a moment and advised.
She felt that Teacher Huang was much more nervous than her.
"Really? I forgot that your training in alchemy was taught by Principal Yuan..."
Huang Xuemin touched his bald forehead and glared at Ye Wenya. "How can you, kid, just say such nonsense? I'm a teacher and I'm not participating in the competition. Why should I be nervous? It's you, the candidates, who should be nervous."
Ye Wenya silently watched Huang Xuemin touching his forehead and shaking his arms: "......"
Okay, if you say you're not nervous, then don't be nervous.
Silently swallowing the cake in her throat, Ye Wenya continued to drink juice with her head down.
The meals in the restaurant are all made with ordinary ingredients, and there is no exotic animal meat or the like, but the taste is quite good, obviously much better than the school cafeteria these days.
Ye Wenya glanced around and saw many candidates in the restaurant who had not passed the preliminary round.
These candidates and their school teachers will be spectators outside the venue during the semi-finals.
Watch these semi-finalists practicing potions in the stadium.
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And the other side.
A restaurant banquet was also being held in the senior banquet hall of the competition venue, but the banquet here was obviously much more luxurious than the one provided to the players. The people who came here to eat were the leaders of the teams from various schools, as well as the pharmacists.
The Pharmacists Association, heads of various famous pharmaceutical companies, etc.
Everyone was talking and laughing at the banquet hall, discussing matters related to pharmacy.
Many well-known pharmaceutical companies have begun contacting the school, hoping to recruit their graduating pharmacists. Among them, Director Liu of the Imperial Royal Military Academy has the most people around him.
This time, not only did Ye Wenya advance to the semi-finals, but six of the remaining nine students also made it into the top 100. Besides Ye Wenya, the top performers were two graduating fourth-year students, who achieved 4th and 9th place, respectively. This made Director Liu smile from ear to ear.
But as they were talking, the meeting room suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their heads and looked in one direction.
A man about 1.9 meters tall, with a slender body and strong muscles, wearing a black military uniform, followed by seven or eight soldiers also wearing black military uniforms, suddenly walked out from the corner door of the banquet hall.
Among the people present, someone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other party with burning eyes.
"Marshal Xiao? Why is Marshal Xiao here?" someone murmured subconsciously.
It's not that they look down on the National College Pharmacist League. In fact, more than 70 to 80 percent of the pharmacy masters who can stand out in the empire every year have participated in this competition.
But the profession of pharmacist is almost the same as that of doctor, and the skills of refining medicine almost all improve as people get older.
Even if these students who have not yet graduated from school have a high level of alchemy skills, they are still far behind the pharmacists who have been refining medicine for decades or even hundreds of years.
With Xiao Chen's status, even the pharmacist masters on the imperial pharmacist rankings had to be polite to him, not to mention that they would be interested in these rookies.
But the other party is here now!
This had to surprise everyone.
"Marshal Xiao, how come you have time to come here?" The person in charge of the Ministry of Education, the organizer of the competition, was a slightly fat middle-aged man. He walked forward with a smile on his face, and behind him was a group of staff from the organizer.
"I'm here to look for Mr. Chen. You guys are busy, so don't call me." Xiao Chen nodded to the person in charge and turned his gaze to a skinny old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face.
"So you're here to see Mr. Chen? Okay, Mr. Chen is over there. I'll take you there." How could the chubby person in charge really listen to Xiao Chen and not greet him? If he really dared to do that, he would probably have to pack up and go home after this competition.
Knowing what the person in charge was thinking, Xiao Chen took a look and didn't refuse. He walked over to the skinny old man and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, when I returned to the Imperial Capital Star, I heard you were here, so I came here... I need your help this time, and I hope you won't refuse."
"Hehehe, I, an old man, happen to have nothing to do recently. After the game is over this afternoon, I will go with you to take a look." Old Chen was obviously a very easy-going person. He smiled happily at Xiao Chen.
"Then I'll obey your command. It's a good opportunity for everyone to relax this afternoon." A gentle smile appeared on Xiao Chen's cold and serious face.
The little soldier following behind Xiao Chen blinked, feeling that his brain was not enough recently.
He clearly remembered that a few days ago on the spaceship, the marshal said that they were coming here to recruit some promising pharmacists for the legion. How come in the blink of an eye, he wanted to ask Old Chen for help?
Especially in the past month, he had seen the marshal training the cat alone in the room several times. Even if he was busy with military affairs every day, the marshal would take out an hour every day to give the black cat special training.
It was clear that the marshal was not particularly kind to the black cat. They were the ones who fed the cat on weekdays, yet he insisted on taking time out to train the cat, even if it meant not sleeping. What was going on? Even when he returned to the capital, he had them bring the cat in a cage and carry it with him wherever he went.
Could that cat be the Marshal's secret weapon? The kind that could take on ten Zerg enemies on a single horde?
But what do we want to do by looking for Mr. Chen?
The thoughts in the soldier's head were almost twisted into a knot by himself, but his face still did not show any expression. He stood there stiffly, without even moving his eyes.
That afternoon.
While Ye Wenya and the others were still taking a lunch break, the news that Marshal Xiao would be a judge in the afternoon spread throughout the lounge in an instant.
The girls in the lounge had red cheeks from excitement, and even the boys next to them were very excited.
Each of them looked as if they had been injected with chicken blood, which was astonishing to watch.
"Ye Wenya, why is your face so red? Do you like Marshal Xiao like other girls?"
Ye Wenya was sitting there, but a boy next to her leaned over and pointed at the blush on her face.
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