But now, it seems that even this step can be omitted.
Ren Jianqing laughed extremely coldly.
Then, he put away the exam papers as if nothing had happened.
Turned around and walked back.
The written examination is the last step for admission to the School of Theology.
From the thousands of people who will participate in the final round of selection, about a hundred will be selected to become official disciples of the School of Theology.
And the top three can become inner disciples!
Receive personal instruction from the Master!
Therefore, everyone is looking forward to it with great anxiety.
In the past three days, they had almost no taste for food and no sleep.
Even Mo Ziqing was nervous.
Because those test questions were really too difficult for him.
After all, he only had one year to learn medicine refining from Ye Qingli.
So, early in the morning on the day when the results came out, he started walking around the room.
Seeing this made Ye Qingli dizzy.
"Hey, Ziqing, can you stop spinning?"
"Boss, tell me, can I pass?"
Mo Ziqing looked nervous and made a heartfelt expression.
"You have said it for the forty-third time since this morning."
Ye Qingli slowly put a bun into his mouth.
"And I've read your answer. If nothing else happens, there shouldn't be much of a problem."
After all, Mo Ziqing was taught by her.
Compared to other people, I don’t know how much better!
It would be really ridiculous if he couldn't even pass a primary election!
"Oh, boss, if you say that, I feel relieved."
Mo Ziqing patted his chest.
Then, he turned around and found Nalan Yu who was drinking water next to him.
"Nalan, tell me, can I pass?"
Nalan Yu: "..."
At about nine o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered outside the mountain gate of the School of Theology.
Here, the final results of the exam will be announced.
Thousands of candidates, like ants, gathered in a dark crowd below.
He raised his head, raised his neck, and looked nervously.
When the morning sun rises.
The door slowly opened.
Then, several disciples laboriously carried a piece of jade made of spiritual stone and walked out.
Behind them were Ren Jianqing and Shui Qianning.
There is also an old man with white beard and white hair.
"Wow, it's Vice President Ren!"
"And Fairy Qian Ning!"
"They're all here!"
"Who is that old man?"
"He is the head of the Criminal Court, Master Tianbo."
Someone familiar whispered.
"Master Tianbo is in charge of the Criminal Court in the School of Theology and is responsible for all the rules."
"It is said that this old man is the most selfless."
"However, I heard that he has been in retreat, but I didn't expect that this time, he would come out in person to announce the results."
"It can be seen that the School of Theology attaches great importance to the candidates of this year!"
"So, if we are admitted, we will definitely receive super high-end treatment?"
Some people have begun to stop thinking about it.
At this time, Shui Qianning and Ren Jianqing walked to the stage.
The two smiled slightly.
"Senior Brother Ren, please tell me."
Ren Jianqing nodded, and then stood in front of the stage.
"Dear candidates, you are very welcome to apply for the School of Theology."
"A total of 5,782 people have entered the written examination this time."
"Selected based on the results of the written examination."
"A total of one hundred and three people were admitted."
"The remaining friends can only say sorry."
"You are welcome to apply for the School of Theology next time."
