Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 349: The Beginning of College Enrollment (7)
The first match was undoubtedly the highest level, and in each subsequent match, between 20 and 100 players would be eliminated.

Those eliminated young boys and girls couldn't help their tears, and stood there stubbornly, looking at the masters on the stone steps unwillingly, and some of them quickly plunged into their relatives outside.

Time passed slowly, the sun rose and shifted, but no one left on the ten-mile long street.

There have been nearly twenty written tests.

The number of students who came this year is obviously more than in previous years, and judging from the content of the written test, it is obvious that there are many talents to be made.

But with the passage of time, the sun had completely sunk, and the ritual officer finally picked up the last roll of silk.

Even after drinking water countless times, he still feels that his throat is about to smoke.

However, this state did not affect his voice.

His voice is still loud, and the power of Gewujing is poured into the voice, which is enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"Li Changbai, Xie Ran, Ye Wuqiu..."

His voice was filled with breath, like a morning bell.

More than 100 names can be read without confusion.

Then, he read the last few words, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as he finished reading the last few words, he could complete the task.

"Tao Baiye, Wu Yun, Jiang Qingyue..."

He opened his eyes suddenly, and then his hands trembled.

He began to read very smoothly, but suddenly got stuck, and it became more and more obvious.

Everyone looked at him instantly.

The ceremonial officer raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then turned his head to look at Emperor Xiaojing on the high platform.

Emperor Xiao Jing frowned, looking a little displeased.

And that displeasure reached the eyes of the ritual officer, and his sweat became even more profuse.

The crowd whispered more and more, and no one knew what happened.

Why didn't you pronounce the last name? !

What happened? !
Could it be that the ceremony officer didn't know the last word? !

……

He naturally knew the last name, but now, he seemed to be a little unfamiliar.

Maybe it's the same name and surname.

but……

Anxiety arose in his heart, he swallowed with difficulty, and read it out.

"...Song Wanzhi."

For a moment, the crowd who were still whispering suddenly became as quiet as death, like a duck suddenly being strangled by the throat.

It's not just the common people who are strangling their throats.

There are also the master on the stone steps, the students who came with him, Xie Heng on the high platform, and Emperor Xiaojing.

Everyone looked at the girl who was walking slowly in unison.

The last one is Song Wanzhi.

The young girl came, neither slow nor fast, as if there was nothing in this world that could cause her to be impatient. Her hair was tied with a lotus-colored hairband, and as she walked, there was no slight ripple.

Although there were people from Zhaodu who came this time, there were also foreigners, and on their way into Zhaodu, the words "Song Wanzhi" began to drill into their ears.

That is a name that is almost the same as Song Qiuxin, but now, such a character appears when Tianhe Academy enrolls students, what is this? !

But Xie Heng and Qi Lianze who were above stood up involuntarily.

And Song Wanzhi had already sat down gently, with a calm expression on his face.

The ceremony officer next to him felt the needle-like gaze from above, so he could only bite the bullet and stepped forward, and then said: "Miss Song, I'm afraid there is something wrong with you like this."

Although Song Wanzhi had already lost to Song Qiuxin in everyone's eyes, Song Qiuxin was already at the peak of the Mingshen Realm, so there was no girl who could compete with Song Qiuxin in such a three-sword contest on the Jialan Pagoda.

And now, what is she doing sitting here?
But Song Wanzhi just smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

The etiquette officer glanced at the young boys and girls around him, but saw their eyes burning on Song Wanzhi, so he said, "Miss Song is 16 years old."

In other words, in a few days, he will be almost 17 years old.

Song Wanzhi secretly laughed in his heart, now, on this field, he is, yes, old.

However, Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "So what?"

The ceremonial officer choked suddenly.

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Tianhe Academy doesn't stipulate that it only accepts children between the ages of ten and thirteen. And Wanzhi has never had the opportunity to enter Tianhe Academy, so why not?"

Yes, why not?

Even if Song Wanzhi was older and had better military strength, who said he couldn't?

The etiquette officer raised his head to look at the superior Emperor Xiao Jing, nodded his head at him, and then said: "Then, Miss Song, please take the exam slowly."

As he spoke, he backed away.

But the surrounding people were still in a daze.

There is a limit on the number of students enrolled in Tianhe Academy. This year, it will only accept a hundred at most. If Song Wanzhi really wants to enter Tianhe Academy, wouldn't he crush everyone? !
For a moment, everyone looked at this girl with inexplicable expressions.

Next to her was handing out test papers for student aid. Song Wanzhi raised her eyes and saw Yang Jingzhi who was handing out papers for her.

He nodded slightly at Song Wanzhi, and then backed away.

Song Wanzhi just looked at the paper.

She looked at it for a long time before she raised her pen.

Almost all the people watching turned their attention to Song Wanzhi.

Everyone believed that Song Wanzhi's strength had already reached that point, and doing this again would definitely be a perfect score.

However, although everyone thinks so, everyone is still looking forward to the final result.

Three sticks of incense time passed.

The assistant put away the paper and handed it to the teacher on the steps.

After a stick of incense, the ritual officer got all the grades.

He opened the silk, and then, he was stunned, looking at Song Wanzhi in disbelief, and then, under everyone's expectant eyes, read out Song Wanzhi's achievements.

(End of this chapter)