Dragon Race: Dragon of Eternal Time

Chapter 26 Grading Exam Begins

While the two were talking, a wheat-colored hand reached out in front and touched Mo Shi's table: "Hey! Brother! Mo Shi? Is that you? Qilan said you are great!"

Mo Shi turned his head and saw that the speaker seemed to be an Indian boy.He has a fashionable short side-parted hair and is handsome. He looks at Mo Shi with piercing eyes, as if he admires Mo Shi very much.

"I'm Mo Shi." Mo Shi stretched out his hand with some doubts, and shook him politely.Who is Chilan?
"My name is Bradley, it's an honor to meet you!" The boy was very happy.

"Mo time?!"

"Then next to him is Lu Mingfei!"

The freshmen who heard the conversation between the two showed surprised expressions and whispered.Obviously, Mo Shi and Lu Mingfei are still very popular among the freshmen.

I don't know who took the lead, but almost all the freshmen present applauded.Suddenly, the atmosphere in the examination room became very lively. They all looked at Mo Shi and Lu Mingfei with admiration in their eyes.

When faced with this situation, Mo Shi was indifferent and accepted it calmly.He already guessed why these freshmen admired him so much.Lu Mingfei was next to Mo Shi, and he also became the focus of the crowd, a little at a loss.

"This is not your social time!" shouted Professor Manstein.But his voice was completely drowned out by the warm applause.

"Wow! The two of them are quite popular among freshmen!" Nuonuo sighed.

After the applause fell, a very mysterious man on Mo Shi's left stood up.He has a handsome face, wheat-colored skin, and long black curly hair, like a young pharaoh in ancient Egypt.

He smiled and held out his hand to Mo Shi: "I am the chairman of the Freshman Association, Qilan. Mo Shi, it's a pleasure to meet you, you are our idol."

"Qilan has never admired anyone, but he admired you!" Bradley looked at Mo with bright eyes.

"Hello." Mo Shi stood up, smiled and shook hands with Qilan.He knew that Qilan was the one who took the lead in applauding, and he roughly guessed Qilan's purpose.

Lu Mingfei, who was in the middle of the two, looked left and right, completely unable to understand what was going on, but he vaguely felt that this handshake was far from simple.

"I hope you can join our freshman fraternity, we need..."

"Okay gentlemen, this is the exam room, not your fraternity. The exam will officially start in 3 minutes." Professor Manstein looked at his watch and interrupted Qilan, "Please turn off your phone before the official start, and put the It's in the corner of the desk with the student ID."

The freshmen took out their phones one after another and pressed the off button.Knowing that there was an exam today, Mo Shi had already put his mobile phone in the space ring, and now he was idly looking around, wanting to see what kind of mobile phones young people use nowadays.There's the N96, the Vertu, ... all expensive phones.

Lu Mingfei was just as idle as Mo Shi, because the black N96 mobile phone he had briefly in his life was kept by his uncle as a souvenir.

Nuonuo stepped down from the podium and distributed ten A4-sized blank test papers to each freshman in order, and very thoughtfully attached a sharpened pencil.

Looking at a blank test paper, there was silence in the examination room, and a needle could be heard.This exam will determine their class status on campus in the future, whether they are nobles or slaves, it all depends on this battle!

"Okay, I announce the start of the exam! I'm right outside the classroom, you can ask any questions. Discussion is not forbidden, but plagiarism is not allowed." Professor Manstein looked at the watch in his hand, "I wish you all good luck."

Professor Manstein and Nuonuo sealed the windows and left the classroom. The classroom door was opened and closed again.

The much-anticipated grading exam begins now!
All students are now in a fully enclosed chamber.They looked left and right, whispered to each other, and talked a lot, but they didn't understand the purpose of doing so.People always feel inexplicable uneasiness in the secret room.

Suddenly, the PA system started playing a piece of sad music.The students looked left and right, all dumbfounded.

There are only two exceptions, that is Mo Shi and Lu Mingfei, they are sure to win.

Mo Shi pricked up his pair of pointed ears, and sure enough, he heard that in the sad music, someone seemed to be singing something in a low voice, like a prayer, like a curse, more like a psalm.

"Lingling Prophet." After hearing it for a moment, Moshi understood it, said it to Lu Mingfei beside him, and immediately started drawing on the white paper.

"Thank you, Brother Mo Shi!" Lu Mingfei thanked him, and started to draw.He didn't know that Mo Shi had used the "messaging technique" on him, and he was the only one who could hear what Mo Shi had just said.

Mo Shi painted very quickly. He memorized all the 67 pictures that Finger showed him. A test paper.

"As expected of the strongest 'S' grade among the freshmen, he is still calm and composed under such circumstances." Qilan admired from the side, "I don't have the slightest idea yet, maybe I won't be able to pass the rating exam... Also, I have a Things are up to you."

"Oh, I would like to hear more about it." Mo Shi responded with a smile.

"I hope you can lead the freshman sorority." Qilan said with a solemn expression, "Both the Lionheart Club and the student union are recruiting people among the freshmen, but I think we freshmen should unite, and I believe we will blow a new wind on this campus , it’s just that we lack a strong leader, my ability is insufficient, but you can!”

Sure enough.Mo Shi showed a smile that everything was expected: "I agree, and I will lead the Freshman Association from now on."

It's not bad to develop your own influence in this world, let's blow a new wind to this school.Mo Shi thought to himself.

"Sure enough, I'm not mistaken! Everyone in the Freshman Association will support you!" Qilan was overwhelmed with surprise, and couldn't be more moved. Tears welled up in his eyes, shed silently, and dripped onto the table, bursting open.

"Isn't it? Don't cry." Mo Shi was slightly taken aback.Why is this brother acting like Tuo Gu?

"It turned out to be... like this." Qilan was still crying, showing a faint smile.

He wiped away his tears, and there was a heavy sadness from ancient times in his black and white eyes.He kept sobbing in a low voice while scribbling on the white paper. People who didn't know thought he was writing a suicide note.

"It seems that he and Long Wen have resonated." Mo Shi understood and looked around.

The students stopped whispering, and the atmosphere in the classroom was weird.Some people lost their souls, as if they were in mourning.

Others shuffled along the aisles, their eyes empty and empty, like corpses.

Some people rushed to the podium and scribbled on the whiteboard with oil pens, so immersed that they didn't notice when the pen and ink were finished, and continued to draw.

Bradley in front of Mo Shi, like Lan Qi, shrugged his shoulders, sobbing and drawing.

A charming girl jumped onto the table and danced the ballet as if no one else was there. Her expression was intoxicated, she twirled and jumped, and her eyes were tightly closed. It could be seen that she had practiced and danced gracefully.

The students danced wildly without interfering with each other, all intoxicated in their own world.

The whole world went crazy, but it didn't take him crazy.

(End of this chapter)