Ali raised her fist towards Chen Xing, her face looked a bit arrogant and intimidating.
Chen Xing, on the other hand, looked "untouchable" and "shunned". Finally, Ali snorted coldly, twisted her waist and left.
After this episode, Chen Xing followed the instructor's instructions and entered the large stepped classroom. The seats are distributed in a large arc shape, with a podium and blackboard in the middle.
[Seat No. 229, Examination Hall 11]
After finding a seat and sitting down, Chen Xing glanced around. The distance between each seat was very wide, three or four meters away, making it difficult to peek during the exam. Of course, excluding those with special abilities, there are probably other means of prevention, such as monitors spinning around on the ceiling.
"Didi..."
The black watch sounded a beep and a line of small green characters popped up.
[You have entered the Baita Academy exam area. This area requires that the information sub-terminal query function be turned off. Do you agree? ]
[I have chosen to agree and enter the exam mode. The query function is temporarily closed. If it is forced to open, it will be regarded as cheating by the invigilator...]
After a while, everyone was seated and the examination room was silent. A teacher holding a large test paper walked into the classroom and distributed the test questions one by one. The exam lasts six hours and contains a thousand questions covering more than 20 subjects including mathematics, physics, chemistry, literature, history, philosophy, and mysticism.
Chen Xing spread out the test paper and wrote his name "Chen Erliu" and student number according to the prompts on the black form. As for the test questions, they didn't know each other. Take the first question, "White Tower Academy was founded in xxx..." He had no impression at all.
As if there was a telepathic connection, a line of small words appeared on the black watch.
[around 1271 AD]
Chen Xing took a pen and started copying. In order not to arouse suspicion, Nova did not release the answers all at once, but every ten seconds.
Four hours later…
After Chen Xing finished writing the last question, he put down his pen and rubbed his sore hands.
Since I haven't written for many years, my writing is a bit stiff. In the era of full informationization, pens are rarely used, but White Tower College still conducts written examinations and manual marking in the ancient way.
Looking around, I saw that several people had already turned in their papers. Ali, the only person I knew in the examination room, was frowning and working hard on the questions.
When Chen Xing saw that it was almost done, he stood up and handed in the paper.
Going outside, the students who had handed in their papers early were sitting in twos and threes under the tree, whispering, and seemed to be discussing the test questions.
The results would take some time to come out, so Chen Xing didn't stay any longer and went back to a wealthy area to live in a house.
Three days later, the exam results were released, and Chen Xing scored more than 700 points. This score is a little higher than qualified, a little lower than good, and belongs to the middle and lower reaches. Chen Xing has never read a book. A high score will easily attract attention. It is just enough to meet the admission requirements.
At noon, Chen Xing had lunch and reported to the Continuing Education School of White Tower College.
Anyone who passes the entrance exam and does not score particularly high will have to undergo further study for three months or more. Its function is similar to that of a language school on Earth. You must first adapt to the school's teaching environment before officially enrolling.
Then the admission process is very similar to that of graduate students on Earth. You need to get the approval of a certain instructor and study under him.
In other words, students must find suitable mentors during their further studies. If not, either drop out of school or continue further studies until a university scholar is willing to accept you.
Chen Xing originally had no relationship with Akita, but he met Akita on the plane. Then they arranged to have a meal together and inquire about some great scholars who did not have high academic requirements.
Advanced students must live on campus. Chen Xing logged into the community management center of the college and paid a deposit of fifty gold coins to get access to the dormitory. The dormitory for advanced students is located in the southwest corner of the college. It is a huge "back"-shaped building with an activity square in the middle, with a large number of benches, open-air tables and chairs, and rows of vending machines.
Chen Xing followed the check-in instructions and arrived at Room 210 on the 79th floor. The rusty iron door had a dark green screen embedded in it. Chen Xing put the black watch close to the screen. With a beeping sound, the screen lit up, and the words "Student Chen Erliu, welcome back" flashed, and then there was the sound of the mechanical lock unlocking.
The door crack loosened a bit, Chen Xing opened the door, and three eyes looked over at the same time.
This is a four-person dormitory, and the other three students have already moved in first. Seeing Chen Xing come in, they all showed gentle smiles.
One of them was wearing bright clothes, his cuffs were neatly permed, and he had a gemstone brooch on his chest. His eyebrows were raised, he was full of confidence, and his financial situation should be good. The other two had average looks and ordinary clothes. They were wearing old basketball shoes with a lot of dust on them. They should be from ordinary civilian families.
In contrast, Chen Xing's attire was more civilian, wearing a cheap academic robe and carrying an old military backpack, which would not make a splash in the sea of people.
"Welcome new classmates." "Good afternoon." "This is our first meeting. Please take good care of me in the future."
The three of them all seemed very enthusiastic, and one of the male students even brought a chair over for Chen Xing to sit on. The bed is an integrated wooden frame bed, with a sleeping place on top and a desk and wardrobe below, which are placed in four corners without affecting each other.
At the beginning, everyone had a good attitude, and Chen Xing was also very polite. But not long after, someone accidentally asked about the entrance exam scores. Chen Xing casually told him his scores, and the three roommates looked at him differently.
"You are poor and have no grades, what are you doing here?" "Another one who wants to take advantage of loopholes..." "It must be the same as last time. He packed up and left in less than two months."
The three of them looked at each other and whispered.
Chen Xing has a guard-level strength and his hearing is far beyond ordinary people, so he listened to every word. In order to avoid Li Zhi, he hid his identity information after entering the academy. With Nova's help, anyone who scans him will only get the word "confidential". Therefore, in the eyes of his classmates, he is the standard representative of "poor at home and poor study".
But he didn't take it seriously. He was just a passerby. He would leave after delivering the things, and he didn't care what the other party thought of him.
The roommate's attitude changed suddenly. Chen Xing just pretended not to notice and did his own thing.
"Since you live here, you must abide by the rules here..." A practitioner with a wealthy family came over and said with half an order and half a lesson, "Pay attention to personal hygiene, wash your hands when going to the bathroom, move gently, and don't make any noise to disturb us. study……"
Chen Xing looked at his arrogant roommate, but did not speak or leave.
For people who are arrogant right from the start, the best way is to look at the other person and confront each other in silence until one of them can't stand it anymore.
Because the other party's attitude leaves no room for others at all. To give in is to admit that you are a grandson and to be submissive, so you can only fight for a while.
And usually the people who can't stand it are the people who take the initiative to stir up trouble.
Chen Xing's eyes were cold, his attitude was stiff, and his subtext was, "Who are you, and you dare to point fingers here?"
Sure enough, after dozens of seconds of confrontation, the other party left in frustration.
