The fat man was staying in his seat. There were actually ten cameras in this perverted examination room.
Looking at the test paper in his hand, which was like a heavenly book, the fat man stared at the ceiling blankly.
This makes Fat Brother write Maomao. Logistics department exams should not ask questions such as "At what temperature do tomatoes taste best?" or "The energy of a few lollipops is enough to meet a person's needs for a day."
Well, fat brother doesn’t know how to deal with these issues either.
Looking at the calculation questions written in heaven on the test paper in front of him, the fat man's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
Why do you have to come here and suffer this kind of pain? Is what dad said really okay?
Master Harry suddenly began to doubt the authenticity of his father's words.
Two hours of exam time, now I have been sitting here for a full hour, I just wrote my name, and then I spent the rest of the time here in a daze.
The invigilator noticed that a fat man over there was behaving strangely, so he walked over to see what the candidate was doing.
But when the invigilator walked over, something happened that left him extremely speechless.
The little fat man raised his head, and just in time to see himself, he showed a rather silly smile and looked straight at the invigilator who was walking towards him.
She turned out to be a female teacher, but the clothes were too tightly wrapped. The fat man stared at the female examiner who was getting closer and closer, commenting boredly in his heart.
Why is this little fat man still staring at me?
When the invigilator walked up to the fat man, the fat man realized that he seemed to have done something stupid.
But it was too late now. Harry and the female examiner looked at each other with small eyes and big eyes for a long time.
Finally, the other invigilator on the stage couldn't stand it anymore, coughed softly, and reminded the female examiner over there.
The fat man had no choice but to continue to act cute with his innocent eyes open.
The female examiner pursed her lips and signaled the fat man to continue answering.
The fat man glanced at the invigilator sadly, then lowered his head, picked up the pen, and wrote the first sentence in the subjective part of the second paper with tears in his eyes.
The first question: Please discuss several common methods in logistics transportation and their pros and cons.
Answer: I think that good food comes from the folk, and it’s not as delicious as home-cooked food. Today we will talk about some details of home-cooked food, such as the best ripeness of mountain melons, and the best use of strong fire for stir-frying...
When the female examiner saw that the fat man had lowered his head and continued to write furiously, he turned around and walked back to the stage.
The fat man had already entered the state, and suddenly discovered that it was a good way to pass the time. In just five minutes, the fat man wrote a long article with great enthusiasm, and then looked at the next topic with unfinished thoughts.
Second question: Please list five types of transport ships that are currently common in the military and describe in detail the development history and advantages of these five types of transport ships.
Damn, we also need to talk about the development history. Can I skip this question if I am a VIP?
Fatty picked up his pen and continued to write: I think fantasy mechas are more suitable for new players. First of all, it is easier for new players to fulfill their dreams here, and it also reduces the difficulty of getting started. Secondly, if I have money, I can buy awesome ones.
Props, such as those spider mines and scorpion mines, are particularly useful...
The third question: If you become a member of the college, please briefly talk about the contribution you can make to the college based on your major.
The fat man's eyes lit up. This question is great. Finally, there is a question that the fat brother can answer. So he happily picked up the pen and said, "Okay, I will taste all the food in the college first, and then collect the opinions of most people in a planned way."
Feedback, and then purchase secret recipes from professional gourmet institutions to improve the food. I can pay for this myself, because I am the man who wants to dominate the entire canteen, hahahaha...
While Fatty was answering frantically, Mu Fan, hundreds of kilometers away in Area D, was already waiting for the end of the test.
"The physical fitness test for this special recruitment point is over. 790 people applied for it, 15 people were eliminated, and 775 people remained. Candidates please go to the indication area on the side with your ID card to get the fighting nameplate. Please follow the information on the nameplate and go to the corresponding place before 2 p.m. today
A free fighting competition will be held at the venue. Please read the detailed rules for the rules. I wish everyone good luck." Second Lieutenant Nick encouraged many candidates.
The assessment in the morning finally ended. This year's candidates were pretty good, and the number of people eliminated was much smaller than I thought.
Mu Fan followed the crowd and received his fighting nameplate, a shiny electronic nameplate with the number 1578 marked on it. It seemed that the previous candidate's serial number had been invalidated. This should be the collective ranking of all candidates.
I looked at the rule information sent.
"The top 100 will be selected for the random 1-on-1 fighting match. The number of candidates participating in the fighting competition is 8,053. Candidates will receive detailed venue arrangements in thirty minutes."
Mu Fan looked at the electronic nameplate and walked out of the special recruitment examination room. When he left, he could still hear whispers about him from the crowd around him.
"Have you heard? There seems to be a great person appearing in this special spot this year."
"Really? Who among the people who can get in here is not extraordinary?"
"You don't know, there is a young candidate who seems to have alerted the admissions directors of the five major colleges."
"Then this must be a seeded player. I heard that every year there are some people that major colleges compete for. It would be great if my son could be like this in the future."
"You have too many dreams," one person mocked mercilessly.
They had no idea that the person in question was passing by in such an ordinary way.
Mu Fan didn't care about this at all. He put on his headset and prepared to find a place to eat.
"Hei, help me find a hotel quickly, I'm starving!"
Now that the first step has been taken successfully, Mu Fan doesn't care what others think or think. All he has to do is show his ability and pass the exam smoothly.
He promised Fatty to meet him at Landu Star.
"As ordered, Lord Host, someone on the PO battle network left you a message. Do you want to listen to it?"
"Do not listen!"
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When Mu Fan left, a well-dressed young man over there also walked out of the examination room. He frowned and listened to the whispers around him, walked to the exclusive parking area for nobles, and then got into a special silver-gray Taiko hover car.
The heavy car door had just closed, and the young man leaning on the back of the chair took out Tianxun and dialed a phone number.
"Uncle Yang, I am Yuan Ren, how is the progress?"
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"I met someone I didn't plan on. How is the overall situation of the candidates now?"
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"Not very optimistic? There are so many geniuses this year...is there a guaranteed quota in every examination center now?"
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"I understand, then you can help me arrange something to eliminate a candidate in secret. The examination number is... yes, it is my examination room."
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The young man closed the sky message and showed a smile, "Using the bye quota? Sure enough, the military has a way. There is a truth behind this, haha."
The young man who entered the state of rest felt at ease. This year's outstanding candidates were unexpected by the superiors. He must steadily obtain the first place without making any mistakes.
It's a perfect route, isn't it?
The smile on his lips became even brighter.
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(Are you so crazy that you want to attack the old master with the Blade Missile and Hydrogen Bomb? I will not compromise. The author who is so diligent in updating steadily every day actually says too little. It is simply inhumane...)