The "ding ding ding" bell rang, and students taking exams put down their pens one after another.
Some people are full of confidence, some sigh, some seem to wake up from a dream, and some suddenly realize.
This is the placement test of Qianshan Academy. In Zhang Cundao's opinion, it is no different from the placement tests he has experienced before. There are always people who are fascinated by their confidence, and there are always people who sigh.
There are no standard answers to this exam, so what are these people worried about?
Zhang Cundao handed the examination paper in his hand to the examiner. The examiner glanced at the examination paper and saw that there were chicken claw characters all over his eyes, and he couldn't help but frown.
Zhang Cundao blushed and knew that his calligraphy was not allowed to appear on the table.
After collecting the test papers, the examiner said: "Tomorrow you can see the class placement information at the entrance of the college. Now please go back."
After hearing this, everyone left one after another, and Zhang Cundao also returned to his small yard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Di Lao counting his belongings. After the exam, it was time to divide the classes, and the classes were about to be handed over to repair. Di Lao walked around the city for a few times. Recently, I have gradually figured out the prices of some items, and now I am starting to take stock of my belongings.
Although spiritual rice is also hard currency, its price is not high. There are more than a thousand bags of spiritual rice from the Changqing Sword Sect, worth one million thousand orichalcum. This seems to be a lot, but it is not. Because some things are easily There are tens of thousands of orichalcums, and they may not even be available for purchase.
Di Lao regretted a little. He didn't know the goods before, so he didn't take some very valuable things. For example, there was a hairpin on Yan Mei's head. There was a red coral orb the size of a dragon's eye on the hairpin. That thing was worth a hundred thousand orichalcum. .I didn’t take this orb at first, and I don’t know who got the advantage now.
Therefore, knowledge is very important. Without knowledge, you will not know the treasure when you encounter it.
When Di Lao saw Zhang Cundao coming back, he said: "Master, although we have some money, we are not rich. Everything is good in this city, but everything costs money! We have to spend money to drink water! We don't know that we How long can the money last?"
As he spoke, he felt a little melancholy. Originally, he was a carefree dungeon monster, either sleeping or sleeping every day. He didn't have any financial worries.
Unexpectedly, now that I have poetry and distance, I start to worry about money! This is indeed a road for poor families to become rich, and the "freedom" outside is very costly!
Zhang Cundao smiled and said: "As long as I can cope with it now, most people will not starve to death. If not, I will collect herbs and sell them, and I can live."
He has the Aoki Sutra and can identify plants and trees. He can make a good living as a herbalist, or simply sell herbal medicines.
Di Lao nodded. Anyway, he is a dungeon monster. He can do without food or drink. If it doesn't work, he can live outside the city. There is no pressure to survive. It's just that he has suffered a lot from his master and has to starve with him! (Master beside him) :"???")
Touching the master's dog's head, Di Lao added: "There is a fortune-telling parlor opened in the city. It is opened by the group of people in Tsing Yi. They also invited dancers to dance. It is very lively."
"Have those people in Tsing Yi also arrived in Qianshan City?" Zhang Cundao asked casually.
"No, I heard that they are disciples of the Three Lights Sect, and they came here to seek protection from Qianshan Academy." Di Lao continued.
He likes to inquire about these things every day when he has nothing to do. You can imagine that a big man with a height of more than two meters likes to exchange "information" with middle-aged and elderly women every day. The key is that he looks simple and stupid, and middle-aged and elderly women really Would like to chat with him.
Di Lao was extremely talkative, and as long as there was someone around him, he could talk to others all day long. Zhang Cundao couldn't stand this, so after chatting with him for a few words, he went back to hide in peace.
There was no one in Di Lao to chat with, and he went out by himself after a while. That was the good thing about being in the city, he could always find someone willing to chat with him. He had stayed underground for too long, and he didn't like the cold and silent environment.
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Early the next morning, Zhang Cundao, Di Lao and his master came to the gate of Qianshan Academy, waiting for the "release of the results." There were hundreds of people around him who were also a little impatient. They were all young people, and they were not calm enough.
After a while, people from the academy came out and posted a big piece of paper at the door. This is the class division situation!
Everyone gathered around and started looking for their names.
The first four classes are the most popular, because they are the four best classes in the minds of students, who practice the best exercises and are taught by the strongest teachers.
There are a total of 100 people in these four classes. When someone saw his name among them, his face suddenly lit up and he shouted repeatedly: "Hey! I won!" Others immediately looked at them with envy and shouted congratulations.
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Those whose names were not among them secretly cursed the teacher for being short-sighted and not picking out his own piece of diamond. He could only go to other classes to report in frustration.
Zhang Cundao's name did not appear among the "lucky 100 people". He had nothing to say about the result. He had never been the top student since he was a child.
Although he studied in the best elementary school, the best junior high school, and the best high school from childhood to adulthood. But that was because his father's name was Zhang Honghao, who was a professor at Zijin University and was quite weak in the education system.
It would be great if he could get into a prestigious school, but it would be difficult to get into a top class. Even if others let him in for his father's sake, he would eventually be kicked off because of poor grades.
This time in the misty world, Zhang Cundao relied on his own ability to get into school. Even if he was not assigned to the 'top class', he was quite satisfied.
His class teacher was called "Ruyi". When he came to the class, he saw a woman sitting on the podium. She was quiet and beautiful, wearing a beautiful light blue dress. She was talking to a woman next to her. Look carefully.
Look, that woman is the senior sister of the Tsing Yi man!
When the two girls saw Zhang Cundao coming in, the senior sister in Tsing Yi paused slightly. The other girl smiled gently and said, "Are you my student? I am Ruyi."
"I've met the teacher, my name is Zhang Cundao." Zhang Cundao said quickly.
Ruyi nodded, pointed downward and said, "Take your seats first and wait until everyone is here."
Zhang Cundao nodded and found a seat at random to sit down.
Not long after, a handsome young man also walked into the classroom. Zhang Cundao took a look and saw, wasn't this the handsome young man who ignored others?
The man nodded to Teacher Ruyi and introduced himself: "Hello, teacher, my name is Wen Yun."
Teacher Ruyi nodded and said the same thing. After Wen Yun saluted, he also went to look for a seat. What a coincidence, there is only one seat next to Zhang Cundao in this classroom!
When he saw the empty seat, he naturally saw Zhang Cundao. Zhang Cundao smiled slightly at him. He hesitated and nodded to Zhang Cundao.
‘Now that I have become a classmate, I have learned a little bit about politeness.’ Zhang Cundao thought to himself.