In the following days, Yang Zhao's main focus was on Miss Ruojuan's exam.
Miss Ruojuan was struggling with the questions, so Yang Zhao also checked for her mistakes and filled in the gaps, issued the test papers, and encouraged her not to be too nervous.
Everyone in Nuo Da's mansion held their breath and worked cautiously, fearing that making a little noise would affect the two candidates.
At the same time, other courses also began to squeeze the time of arithmetic class, leaving her one hour of class time every day.
As we all know, students preparing for the college entrance examination are tired, and teachers are not relaxed either.
Yang Zhao felt anxious these days and wanted to pull his hair out.
Finally, the day of the exam came. She got up early, carried her schoolbag and mobile phone and went to the school.
When she got to the place, she realized that she was still late. There were no less than a few thousand people crowded in the entrance of the entire Fuxue, and there was a huge buzz of people.
Yang Zhao originally wanted to occupy a good position to take the exam for Miss Ruojuan. After all, Miss Ruojuan was his first student to take the college entrance examination. If she had not passed through, she would be an English teacher by now.
As a result, looking at the blocked streets, she had no choice but to give up this plan.
Parents all over the world are the same, even those in the cultivation world.
Yang Zhao looked around. He originally wanted to find a higher teahouse and tavern, but he didn't expect that there were too many people and there was no space in these places.
She could only find a fairly tall tree and climb up, finding a good angle to take pictures of this spectacular scene.
After waiting for a while, the school opened the door and three middle-aged people, two women and one man, walked out.
One of the beautiful middle-aged women with wolf ears coughed and said: "All candidates are beginning to enter. Others please give way to the main passage." The voice echoed throughout the entire school.
Then he flicked his sleeves, and a small disc flew out and settled in the air. There was no dazzling magic light, but the crowd below was squeezed out as if Moses was dividing the sea. a pathway.
The candidates who were referred were all glowing with a faint light. Miss Ruojuan told Yang Zhao that this was the identification formation that the candidates came with when taking the exam.
Some of these candidates walked directly into the aisle, while others were located at the back and could not squeeze through, so they had to fly into the aisle.
They moved quickly, and Yang Zhao soon saw Miss Ruojuan's figure.
When all the candidates entered the mansion, the beautiful middle-aged woman said calmly: "We are going to set up a silent formation, please stay away."
The other two people flew into the sky together with the beautiful woman with wolf ears, and dropped dozens of formation flags from their sleeves.
Duo! Duo! Duo! Duo!
Those flags were placed in a circle around the school, and then the green light flashed and stopped.
"No one is allowed to tamper with this silent magic circle without permission. If there is any violation, the government will report it to the government and punish them severely!"
This sentence was a bit threatening, but the surrounding parents who were taking exams agreed very much and responded to the beautiful middle-aged woman with wolf ears.
"Sir, don't worry, I'll keep this flag under your watch and no one will touch it!"
"That's right, don't worry, I will never let those heartless people ruin the exam."
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"Then thank you all very much! I hope all the students will get what they want and be admitted to a government school!"
After saying that, the three of them bowed to everyone and walked into the door together.
It wasn't until the gate of Fuxue was completely closed that many vendors appeared nearby.
Some were carrying poles, some were pushing carts, and some were holding a long flying stick with densely packed blessing bags hanging down more than two meters long.
Although there are many vendors coming, they don't shout loudly, but carry tall banners with big characters on them, so that people from a distance can clearly see what they are selling.
Yang Zhao was more interested in the ones flying in the sky and took pictures for a while.
At this time, the crowd below had dispersed somewhat, and Yang Zhao also followed the crowd and returned home.
Miss Ruojuan once talked to her. This exam will take three days, and the first two days will be written answers.
The third day is exciting. Those who want to take the exam as a Formation Mage must set up formations on the spot; those who want to learn to refine weapons must identify various weapon-refining materials on the spot; those who want to learn spells must also perform designated magic spells on the spot. .
There are even people with extraordinary minds who will demonstrate their own formations, formation disks, magic weapons, etc. to the gentlemen in order to gain extra points.
It is said that many students from poor families sell their inventions after demonstrations to make a fortune.
This is what Yang Zhao is focusing on. She wants to buy some small things they invented with the candidates and see if they can be processed using modern technology, even if it is a semi-finished product.
Only these penniless students will be happy that their inventions are favored by others and may be put into production. As long as they are given money, they will explain every step of the production impatiently.
Although there are always imperfections in these things, and local people will sneer at these rough creations, Yang Zhao does not dislike them.
This is much better than the existing finished product. After all, no one will teach you how to make the finished magic weapon step by step.
When she got home, Shen Ruoyu actually came back and was playing with her mobile phone in the yard when Yang Zhao came back and asked her to sit over.
"Are there many people for the resumption of exams today?"
Yang Zhao: "It was really a huge crowd of people. The gongs and drums...oh, no, that's what I said."
Shen Ruoyu looked at her and asked, "Do you also want to go to school?"
"I have some thoughts like this, but I am not a person with a high IQ. I will never pass the entrance exam without two years of preparation."
Yang Zhao still had this bit of self-awareness.
"You are not from this world, and you are not qualified to be admitted to a government school. A few hundred years ago, you could still go to various schools to exchange Taoism as Yunyang Temple, but now that Yunyang Temple has declined, you There is no way to go." Shen Ruoyu looked very depressed.
Yang Zhao asked with some confusion: "Is there any hukou issue? I am adding a local hukou, can I apply for it?"
Shen Ruoyu shook his head.
"No one from another world can study in the Mansion School. There are many secrets in it. How can outsiders learn it?"
"Except for some things that are common to all walks of life that can be exchanged, those that are unique to the local area cannot be leaked."
This is actually a different world version of knowledge blockade.
Yang Zhao had a headache thinking about it: "Master, how many of the various professional skills of cultivation, such as magical weapons and pills, do you know?"
Shen Ruoyu looked at her as if she were another fool: "Have you not seen that I, Taoist Master, am proficient in the thunder method? What I taught you is also the Three Pure Pure Yang Sutra, and I am a martial Taoist."
Generally speaking, Taoist priests are divided into civil and military priests, and martial Taoist priests tend to worship the Three Pure Ones and the Three Officials.
The implication is that he knows nothing else but fighting.
