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Chapter forty-seven: the best

Facing the noisy crowd, Qian Baishun and Wu Renxiong's faces were as white as snow, as white as flawless.

Qian Baishun paced, walked step by step to the square, and picked up the pen in his hand, which seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds.

I was sweating like rain when I raised my pen to solve the problem.

"Brother Wu, you better invite me first."

Qian Baishun stood in front of the square, his body trembling a little, and the pen in his hand kept shaking back and forth. He looked at Wu Renxiong, who was still calm and calm beside him, and handed the pen over:

"I'm feeling a little unwell. I'll do it after you finish."

"you---"

Wu Renxiong's expression changed and he took a step back, as if what Qian Baishun handed over was not a pen but a snake. He was so frightened that he suddenly shrank his hands behind his back and said with a smile:

"Brother Qian, I'm feeling a little unwell today, so I'd better wait for you to finish and then let me do it."

"If you two feel uncomfortable, you might as well do it another day."

Chen Lun on the side walked over with great righteousness:

"Both of them are the pillars of the country. If there is any damage, wouldn't it be a loss to the country?"

After listening to Chen Lun's words, the two of them couldn't help but nod. However, facing the many students who were aggressive and with burning eyes, they did not dare to leave at this time even if they were really feeling unwell.

"Thank you for your concern, adults. The students can still hold on."

Qian Baishun gritted his teeth and wrote:

"Facing right and wrong bravely, success or failure will be forgotten, and heroes will not be judged by success or failure——".

"How to write the last part, the last part?"

"How should I write it?"

Qian Baishun bit his pen and scratched his head and ears:

"Don't judge a hero based on his success or failure. He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he who tolerates shame is a man——"

"That's it, that's it!"

Every word I write is as heavy as a mountain. I rack my brains and simply throw away the pen in my hand and raise my hand:

"I'm guilty. Arrest me. I really can't write a good article. In order to make my parents happy in this big exam, I had people use money to steal the big exam questions and spent a lot of money. , I asked someone to do it and brought it into the examination room."

Qian Baishun was a bachelor, he pushed everyone else aside, took over everything, and took all the sins on himself.

"I just hope that because of my generous support, the family will not expel me."

Tearing sadly, Qian Baishun knew that he was finished. He turned his eyes to Wu Renxiong next to him and sighed:

"You are not as good as me, so you might as well accept it."

brush!

Thousands of people turned their attention and looked towards Wu Renxiong.

"snort!"

Wu Renxiong picked up the pen and strode over, like an iron tower. His body was extremely strong and he said in a rough voice:

"Who said that I, Wu Renxiong, have no talent? Today, I will let you see my unique talent."

Looking at Li Yong, Abao opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, picked up the pen in his hand, and scratched out:

"Ah, the examination room is full of people, ah, the sea is full of water, ah, the horse has four legs!"

The more I write, the more excited I become. The more I write, the more I feel like my literary thoughts are welling up and I can’t help myself. At this moment, Wu Renxiong feels like he is possessed by Emperor Wenchang. His wonderful words are like running water, flowing out from the tip of his pen, elegant and free. , majestic.

"I never thought I would have such a glorious day."

Looking at the large characters on the long page, filling all the space, Wu Renxiong put down the pen in his hand with some reluctance:

"Unfortunately, this length is too short. I still have a lot of passion that I haven't used yet. What should I do if I can't remember it in the future?"

After writing, I made a splash, snatched the strip from Li Yong and A Bao's hands, turned around, faced the group of students, and arrogantly said:

"Did you see that I alone wrote more than all of them? I am the first in this big exam! The first place must be me!"

"And they————"

He pointed at Zhang Yutang, Su Dingfang, Xu Xian and others.

"And they are not even worthy of carrying my shoes. They only write a few words and call themselves literary giants and holy teachers. They really lose the face of a scholar and bring shame to a scholar."

He waved his hands, held his head high and held his chest high:

"Didn't you say that you want to compete again? Can you do it just by yourself? Everyone, who will be the first in this competition?"

"I am completely defeated by you!"

Qian Baishun looked at the elated Wu Renxiong, but his vision went dark. He stepped back with all his strength, trying to stay as far away from Wu Renxiong as possible, and kept mumbling:

"I don't know him, I don't know him, I don't know him--".

"who is he?"

Zhang Yutang listened and asked Qian Baishun with a smile.

"He is Wu Renxiong, my good friend."

Qian Baishun answered unconsciously. After answering, he suddenly woke up, raised his hands, clenched them into fists, and hit himself hard on the temple:

"Let me go to hell. I really don't know him. Damn, what is this? The sea is full of water--"

"Young man, you still pretend you don't know me."

Wu Renxiong glanced at Qian Baishun who had passed out:

"I'm not as unloyal as you. When I become successful, I will definitely find a way to rescue you."

Glancing at Qian Baishun, and then at the countless stunned students in front of the examination booth, he even saw that Chen Lun, who was originally dark-faced, was happy. Wu Renxiong felt even more that he had performed beyond his level this time and achieved incomparable glory.

results.

"The fraud in the examination room, where did the fraud come from? We relied entirely on our strong strength to sweep everything and get the top seven. Originally, I didn't want to be so public. Being low-key has always been my principle in life. This is all because of you."

Mine, don’t blame me.”

Zhang Yutang looked at the long banner full of words, spread his hands, and said:

"I sigh to myself, I have no words to say. Seeing such wonderful words, if you fail to pass the exam, the examiner is simply blind. Mr. Chen, you are really wise in allowing this gentleman to be on the exam.

Knowing pearls is a blessing for the people of Qiantang."

Chen Lun stumbled and almost fell down. Looking at the proud Wu Renxiong, he really wanted to go up and kick him.

"With my strength, it is inevitable that I will be admitted as a scholar. Did you see this sentence, ah - a horse has two legs, hey, why are there two legs missing? Look at this sentence again, ah - the sea is full of

Who can write Shui without certain life experience and skills?"

Facing all the students in front of the examination booth, Wu Renxiong looked around with domineering attitude:

"You, you, you - and you, can you write such a sentence?"

"I can't wait!"

The student who was pointed out panicked and backed away, his face turned pale for a while. If he could write such a "unparalleled poem", he would really have no face to take part in the scholar examination.

"It can't be right. Only I, a genius, can write such an article. Apart from me, there is no such person in the world."

Wu Renxiong lowered his head and sighed:

"I originally wanted to live a low-key life, but who would have thought that my brilliance is like a firefly in the dark night. No matter where I go, it is bright and can't be covered. I can't even try to keep a low profile. Life is really lonely.

Like snow.”

"I can't take it anymore!"

A student near Wu Renxiong's face turned pale. He squatted down very quickly, bent over and took off his shoes, and then threw them at Wu Renxiong. The shoes flew in the sky while he shouted

Author:

"You die, there will indeed be no one like you in the world."

"A gentleman speaks his words but never uses his hands!" Wu Renxiong pretended to be reserved: "Don't be envious, jealous, and hateful. Study hard, and one day you will reach my level!"

"Let me die too!"

The scholar who took off his shoes couldn't bear it anymore. He followed Qian Baishun's example and hit his temples with both fists hard, then slowly fell down. Before he fell down, he still had a mouthful of blood in his mouth.

Muttering to himself:

"My ears are finally at peace."

"I can't stand it anymore!"

Countless students reacted from the shock and bent down together, taking off their shoes. Their shoes were like black clouds, flying together in the sky, following Wu Renxiong.


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