After The School Belle Emperor Bing Was Lost, There Was A Sixth Child Picking His Teeth.

"Didi!"

"Dudu..."

Today's morning is much busier than before, and the sound of cars jamming outside the window is full.

Chu Mo woke up an hour earlier than usual, only to find that Gu Mengyao woke up earlier than him.

At this moment, this little girl seemed to have switched identities with him.

Check this, check that, repeatedly asked.

"Did you bring your admission ticket?"

Chu Mo smiled helplessly and nodded, "Take it, take it..."

"Okay! Let's have breakfast."

Gu Mengyao took off her apron and brought a dinner plate to the dining table.

Today's breakfast was made by her, a simple bowl of noodles with two fried eggs in it, which she said meant she would get perfect marks in the exam.

After all, Chu Mo's martial arts test is his family's top priority.

So she seemed to care more than Chu Mo himself.

finish breakfast.

The two of them checked everything they needed to prepare.

After confirming that it was correct, Gu Mengyao pushed Chu Mo out of the door.

The two of them had already agreed to accompany Chu Mo to the martial arts test, so that she could feel the atmosphere of the martial arts test in advance so that she would not be nervous when it is her turn next year.

Walking on the road, Gu Mengyao walked briskly, but she looked a little awkward holding Chu Mo's little hand.

After all, Chu Mo's usual grades are average, below average, and the most important ability awakening is only the lowest E level...

Although he has an advanced level of proficiency in martial arts, his performance in practical classes should be good.

But after all, Chu Mo’s stereotype in her mind is that of a ‘dumb brother who needs to rise up early to support himself’.

In order to relieve the anxiety in her heart, Gu Mengyao randomly found a topic.

"Today we only have cultural exams, right?"

Chu Mo nodded without thinking, "Yeah, right."

The full name of the martial arts examination is the National Martial Arts Examination for High School Students.

The whole process is divided into three days.

Today is the first day, mainly responsible for assessing students’ cultural knowledge.

The next day is the physical fitness test.

That is to say, detecting the four-dimensional genetic data of the students can more intuitively divide everyone's strength.

Of course, there are some special people.

Maybe the physical fitness test results were a mess, but he was sharp in fighting.

The practical exam on the third day is a crucial comeback...

"It's said to be an exam, but it's more like an audition."

"After three rounds, most ordinary people can be wiped out."

Chu Mo combed through the information about the martial arts test in his mind, secretly cursing in his heart.

"The head teacher said that after the three-day martial arts test, only a very small number of people can participate in the final assessment."

"I don't know what this final assessment is..."

Thinking of this, Chu Mo shook his head, "Forget it, let's get through the current exam first~"

...

soon.

The two stopped at the Municipal Martial Arts Hall.

This is a large official stadium. There are usually few people there, but today it was packed with people.

Everywhere he looked, there were cars looking for parking spaces.

The road was crowded with parents escorting their children to take the martial arts exam, and every intersection was filled with Tianwu Division law enforcement officers maintaining order.

"elder brother..."

"Just send it here, I'll go in first."

There is a yellow cordon dozens of meters away from the entrance of the hall. Only candidates carrying their admission tickets can enter.

"Well, come on brother, take the exam well and don't be stressed!"

I don’t know who is under pressure...

Chu Mo subconsciously glanced at Gu Mengyao's round jade legs that were trembling slightly due to nervousness, and complained funny in his heart.

After waving goodbye, he walked straight towards the door.

"Yao'er, you have to be more ambitious, strive to perform exceptionally, and get into the exam with key points, so that our family will be proud of our ancestors!"

"You can't bring a kettle inside. Are you thirsty now? Do you want to drink some water first?"

"I remember that my father and I also took the martial arts exam here. Unfortunately, my father's martial arts qualifications were not good, so he just went in for a formality. So you have to work hard and become the first student in our village to be admitted to Wuhan University..."

"Did you bring your ID card? Did you bring your admission ticket? What? You can leave such an important thing at home? Why didn't you just leave your person? Damn it! Taxi!"

"..."

Along the way, various voices of conversation lingered in my ears.

After arriving at the yellow line.

First, they queued up to check their ID cards and admission tickets, and then went through a security check to confirm that they did not carry mobile phones or other prohibited items before officially entering the martial arts hall.

Chu Mo walked slowly with the crowd.

Because of his tall height and outstanding appearance, he stood out from the crowd and attracted a lot of attention.

However, everyone was focused on the next exam at the moment, and they only glanced at it briefly before retracting their attention.

"Chu Mo!"

At this time, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

Stopping and looking back, the other person was Zheng Yi.

We haven't seen each other for two days, but this kid looks darker, and his aura seems more condensed than when he was in school.

It can be seen that I have worked hard in the past two days.

Zheng Yi trotted forward, "Which examination room are you in?"

Chu Mo looked at the admission ticket and said, "3-6-D, what about you?"

Zheng Yi's face turned bitter when he heard this, "That's not a coincidence, I'm in Area A..."

So the two temporarily became friends and agreed to have lunch together.

Until Chu Mo said goodbye to him and walked to his own examination room, he didn't see his classmates.

Think about it too.

There are only forty or fifty students in Class 31. Among the tens of thousands of candidates, they are like a pile of stones thrown into the sea. The probability of meeting them is still very small.

"3-6...that's it."

When I found my classroom, more than half of the people were already sitting inside.

Some people are meditating with their eyes closed, some are chewing their pens in trance, and some may have met acquaintances and chatted in a noisy voice.

Chu Mo put his hands behind his back and walked up to the chatting people with his back straight.

He tapped the table with his fingers and said sternly: "Which school are you from? Don't you know that making noise is prohibited during exams?"

He was wearing a white shirt today, with a tall and straight figure, and his hair was combed like an adult.

They really looked a bit like the invigilators responsible for maintaining order in the examination room.

"Shi... from Shimen Middle School..."

Being frightened by him, not only the few people chatting, but also the other candidates immediately straightened their postures and did not dare to say anything.

But after enduring it for a long time, they found that Chu Mo was still walking around in the classroom. The man from Shimen Middle School whispered: "Senior, are you the invigilator in our examination room?"

"Oh, I'm not."

Chu Mo found his seat and sat down, "I'm just an ordinary fresh graduate."

Afterwards, the classroom rang out with extremely caring greetings.

"Bang!"

"Stop arguing! Do you think this is a vegetable market?"

It just so happened that the invigilator walked to the door at this time. When he saw this, he immediately patted the door panel, which made the classroom quiet again.

"What do each one look like?"

The teacher glared around the classroom, and finally his eyes fell on Chu Mo, who was arranging stationery.

"I want to learn from this classmate. We are also candidates for the exam. Why can't we prepare for the exam as well as he does?"

puff!

Hearing this, the two students from Shimen Middle School were so angry that they almost fainted on the spot...

PS: The martial arts exam has begun. The cultural class is meaningless and I’m going to skip it. Gentlemen, please give me some free gifts to support Chu Mo!