Chapter 31 Exam starts

At the examination room in the old building, we waited until twelve o'clock. The whole morning had passed, but the exam still hadn't started.

Some smart people think that the college may have done this intentionally to test their patience and perseverance, and this should also be part of the assessment and scoring. Most candidates also agree that this should be the case.

After all, the re-examination is based on a scoring system, and the final result is determined by the examiner's scoring. How to score is a very subjective thing. In addition to the on-site performance, perhaps it also depends on the specific performance of everyone outside the venue?
Of course, if there are candidates who can directly beat the senior students who are responsible for the confrontation, then they will pass directly without the need for additional scoring. However, most people do not have this idea, they just want to perform as well as possible, which is what they can do.

The female teacher had been standing there. She hadn't even changed her standing posture for several hours. This made the candidates below dare not move around. They could only move around when drinking water or going to the bathroom, but they didn't dare to move too frequently. Some of them even held their breath.

At this time, the female teacher turned her head and saw someone waving at her outside, so she went out. After a while, she came back and said, "Candidates can rest for half an hour. Be careful not to go too far away from the examination room. The examination room will be closed at 12:45. If you exceed the time limit, you will be disqualified from taking the exam."

The candidates finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to get up and move around. It was uncomfortable to sit still for a long time.

At this time, a fat boy with a round head and a very strong body stood up and took out a large bag of beef jerky from the package he was carrying. Each piece of beef jerky was packaged. He distributed it to the candidates around him and said, "Classmate, this is beef jerky that I made at home. Have one. It's really good for your hunger."

He passed the candy to the candidates nearby one by one. Chen Chuan was close, just a few seats away, so he was also given one. He said thank you, but did not eat it immediately after receiving it, but put it in his pocket. He had eaten three nutrition pastes when he came here, and he did not consume much in the morning, so he was not hungry now.

The fat boy enthusiastically distributed the food to other students. Many of the people who were waiting were hungry, so they thanked him and took the food.

However, some people directly refused and just ate some of the food they brought, while some people didn't even give him a good look and simply told him to stay away.

The little fat man was not angry. He smiled and took out a stack of advertising papers from his bag and distributed them to the candidates who received the beef jerky. He said that if everyone liked it, they could go to the Han's Restaurant opened by his family to eat. As long as they were Wu Yi's classmates, they would get a 50% discount. If they passed the re-examination, they could eat for free.

After eating something, the candidates could no longer hold back and started talking to each other. Fang Mingming couldn't help but chat with Chen Chuan who was sitting next to him. He asked, "Student Chen? How many years have you been practicing?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Not long."

Fang Mingming said, "Well, I haven't been learning for long. There was an old man teaching boxing in our town before. I was curious, so I followed him to practice for a while. The old man said I had talent, so my parents mortgaged their house, raised some money, and hired a teacher for me. I practiced every morning and evening for two years..."

He took a bite of beef jerky and said in a vague voice: "To be honest, I just don't feel confident. I didn't believe it when the school said I passed the preliminary exam that day. But the teacher said that only those who passed the re-examination can be considered as real students of Wuyi. It doesn't count if you just passed the entrance exam. Since I passed the preliminary exam, I'll give it a try."

I don’t know if it was to relieve the tension, but once he started talking, he couldn’t stop. Chen Chuan sat there listening, but he didn’t show any impatience.

At this moment in Examination Room No. 3, Wei Dong heard the word "break" and jumped up. He did not sit or stand properly, but squatted on a chair, turning his head and looking left and right.

The candidate next to him was eating. He was already feeling irritated, and now he couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't help but say, "What are you looking at? Can't you come down? Aren't you tired?"

Weidong said: "I have a friend who I know, but he didn't come. Did he forget that he has an exam today?"

The candidate said unhappily, "There is more than one examination room. The person you are looking for may be in another examination room."

"It turns out there is more than one examination room?" Wei Dong suddenly realized.

Seeing that he finally understood, the candidate seemed to have relieved a burden. But after a while, seeing that he was still squatting there, he said angrily: "Are you a monkey? Can you sit down?"

Weidong said: "Are you scolding me? You scolded me, didn't you?"

The candidate was also angry. He stood up and said, "What's wrong with scolding you? Do you want to fight? I'll fight you to the end!"

"Okay, now?"

Weidong also jumped down, eager to try.

The candidate was stunned by his excitement and whispered, "Are you crazy? Don't you want to take the exam? Aren't you afraid of being disqualified?"

Weidong just stared at him, as if he didn't care about anything else.

When the candidate saw that he really wanted to hit him, he felt his scalp tingling for a moment. He turned his face away, sat back without saying a word, and thought, forget it, he couldn't afford to offend him.

Seeing that he stopped fighting, Wei Dong seemed a little disappointed. He scratched his head, jumped down from his seat and walked out.

The candidate cursed in his heart, hoping that he couldn't find the way back to the examination room.

The half-hour break passed quickly, and at a quarter to twelve, the four examination rooms were closed again, and the candidates continued to wait in silence and agony.

Around 1 p.m., Jiang Weiban and his group came out of the private room in the college cafeteria and headed towards the old building. Seeing that he had finally arrived, the teachers in charge of the exams finally relaxed their emotions. Teacher Ning, who had been accompanying them, asked cautiously, "Jiang Weiban, can we sign now?"

Commissioner Jiang hummed.

The assistant immediately handed him the list of candidates. After he looked at it, he took a pen and signed it, saying, "Let's get started. Hurry up. It's not easy for the candidates, so we have to be efficient."

Teacher Ning took the list, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately walked to the side. He spoke to several assistant teachers in a hurried tone, and these teachers also left in a hurry.

The assistant then walked up to Commissioner Jiang and asked, "Which examination room does Commissioner want to observe?"

"Well, let's go through them all," Commissioner Jiang seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, I heard that exam rooms 3 and 4 are more difficult?"

The assistant said, "Yes, there are many candidates with relatively high levels, so we have arranged some high-level senior students accordingly."

Commissioner Jiang said, "Let's go and take a look at Examination Room No. 1 first."

In examination room number 4, the door was pushed open, and an assistant teacher walked in quickly with a list and handed it to the female teacher. After the latter took it, she looked up and said, "Start calling the numbers now."

There was a sudden burst of soft cheers and sighs of relief in the field, but when she glanced at them sharply, everyone immediately quieted down their voices, as no one wanted to be kicked out at this time.

The female teacher said, "Students who have registered their numbers should go to the corresponding examination centers. 'One hundred and fifteen, two hundred and eighteen, and ninety-three, go to examination center one; three, nine, and four hundred and ninety-two, go to examination center two; two hundred and seven, one hundred..."

As she called out the numbers one by one, the candidates also discovered that this re-examination was not conducted in numerical order?
Chen Chuan immediately realized that even those at the back would not be able to rest peacefully and would need to stay focused and alert at all times. This was probably an intentional arrangement by the school.

Listening to the number announcement, it is not difficult to judge that there are five test sites in examination room No. 4, divided into numbers one to five. This corresponds to the information of the five senior students received before, but it is hard to say which one I will encounter specifically.

At this time, the door that had been closed at the back of the building opened, and the first batch of candidates who had been reported went out from here and walked along a spacious U-shaped corridor to different test sites.

After only about seven or eight minutes, the next batch of candidates were called up, so it seemed that the process was not slow.

However, as the exam progressed, injured candidates began to appear. There was no shelter in the school, and everyone could see through the open doors and windows that one or two candidates, either unconscious or with broken bones, were carried out.

However, the candidates have already experienced this during the entrance examination, and the re-examination will only be more rigorous, so almost everyone is mentally prepared.

One hour later, the senior students in charge of the examination took turns, during which the candidates were allowed to rest. The information of these senior students was posted on the bulletin board and was known to the candidates, who discussed it a lot.

"It's not going to be easy today. There's a senior student named Tai Dongwei at test site number three. My brother said that this guy is very powerful and very good at boxing and kicking. I don't want to run into him."

Many candidates nodded. Although there was not much information in the information, just looking at the surface, this person was 1.95 meters tall and weighed 98 kilograms. It would be difficult to deal with him.

After all, they are all teenagers, and most of them have not yet fully grown their bodies. Even if they have undergone a certain amount of training, let alone experience, their peak strength and physique are still far from coming. If they meet such people, they may not be able to last a single round, and there will be no room for them to perform. If they can't perform, how can they talk about scoring?

"Zhou Xinrou from test site number one, 1.85 meters tall, 82 kilograms, a third-year student, skilled in wringing. It is said that those students whose joints were broken encountered her."

"And there's Zhong Wu from test site number five. This one is even more outrageous. He's two meters tall and weighs four hundred and forty-two kilograms. He's a third-year student and is especially good at wrestling. Isn't this too much of a stretch?!"

The candidates' faces turned pale, sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they hurriedly looked through the materials in their hands again, hoping to find something useful.

Chen Chuan thought about it and realized that because the senior students in charge of the assessment would take turns to rest, theoretically, only a small number of the candidates present would actually encounter these people.

However, the numbers are not reported in order, so who will fight against whom may have been arranged in advance.

He looked at Fang Mingming and saw that he was staring at the information nervously, so he asked, "Student Fang, have you ever received funding from the Mutual Aid Association before?"

"Hmm? Ah? That..." Fang Mingming touched his head and said, "My dad told me not to trust those sponsors who actively lend you money, so I didn't accept it..."

Chen Chuan nodded. If it was as he thought, then the candidates who would have to face these senior students would most likely be those who had rejected the Mutual Aid Association, including him.

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(End of this chapter)

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