mythical card maker

Chapter 47

The days passed by.

It seems that just overnight, Zhou Chuan has changed from an unknown person to someone who attracts attention.

Not only the admissions offices of colleges and universities in Kyushu heard the news, but also many media came to visit, but they were all rejected by their parents on the grounds that "the college entrance examination is important, and the child is busy reviewing". Zhou Chuan was given a period of review time that was not too long.

And because of the existence of the three mobile air conditioners, Qiye, Baye, and Yanye, he can also enjoy the extreme shade in this scorching summer, as if he is in the underworld, and the review state is directly full.

"The review is almost done."

Zhou Chuan closed Old Yu's notes and pressed his temples wearily.

Different from the four sets of papers in the previous life, there are three rounds of the college entrance examination for card makers in this world, which are written test, on-site card making, and simulated actual combat.

The latter two are easy to say, after all, he has experience in competitions, and he is not afraid to play on the spot.

The only thing that bothers me is the written exam that seems to be the most "harmless to humans and animals".

Although his foundation is not bad, and he also has old Yu's notes as a guide to solve the problem, he can be regarded as a qualified problem solver, but the crux of the problem is that the others are not bad either.

Especially those with bright minds, whose families still have money to hire card making masters for theoretical guidance, might be slightly stronger than him.

In this regard, it may be difficult for him to widen the gap with others.

"How can any world be troubled by these things?"

Zhou Chuan sighed helplessly, then packed up his books, and went to bed early after washing.

Early the next morning, he woke up, and saw his parents had cooked the meal early, sitting on the sofa, looking even more nervous than him.

"Son, eat and drink enough. Dad will take you to the examination room later." Zhou Chengqiang said calmly.

"Got it, Dad."

Zhou Chuan nodded slightly, and after breakfast, he and his father came to the main road of the city under the urging of his mother.

It's like there is some iron law in the dark, every time the college entrance examination, the rain will appear on the stage.

Either pattering or pouring out, it always touches the heartstrings of candidates and parents.

"Ah Chuan, come on for the college entrance examination! Be sure to bring back the champion!"

Downstairs at the entrance of the breakfast shop, Boss Zhao was pacing back and forth in the heavy rain, as if trying to quench his anxiety.

Zhou Chuan was a little puzzled, since it was his own college entrance examination, why Lao Zhao seemed more nervous than himself.

But he didn't think too much, just shouted "definitely", and went to the examination room with his father.

"Write it once, check it once, and repeat it three times! If you have time, be sure to check the content on the answer sheet! Pay attention to the name and test number!"

In the rainstorm, the middle-aged head teacher loudly exhorted the students around him, trying to raise their morale before going out to the expedition.

A sound of "Come on" resounded in all directions, high-spirited and loud.

"Come on, son, do your best, whatever you take on the test counts." Zhou Cheng patted Zhou Chuan's shoulder lightly and said with a trembling voice.

"Dad, have some confidence in your son, okay? If we don't make a move, it's fine. If we make a move, we won't be able to bring back the champion?" Zhou Chuan munched on the special beef jerky Mr. Fu prepared for him like a normal person.

"Okay, son, when you are admitted to the first prize, Dad will buy a truckload of firecrackers and go to our ancestral grave to let the ancestors listen to it!"

Having said that, the father and son treat each other with filial piety.

Finally, with a whistle, countless colorful "mushrooms" swarmed towards the gate, and the rainwater slid down the umbrella surface, causing bursts of spray on the floor tiles.

It's raining all over the sky.

Zhou Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed to his own battlefield with the crowd.

"Now show the test paper bag and answer card bag to the students, they are all sealed and intact."

The invigilator showed the two sealed and thick portfolios to the candidates, then opened the seals, and distributed the test papers and answer sheets to everyone.

"2019 National Unified Examination for Enrollment in Ordinary Colleges and Universities - Card Making Section"

Zhou Chuan quickly glanced at the head of the paper, and after writing the name of the test number, he began to answer the questions.

He has a good memory since he was a child. Although he can't reach the point of photographic memory, he can still participate in the super brain in the seasons when the water is relatively high. The choices and fill-in-the-blank questions on the first page are not difficult for him at all.

Therefore, the pen was written so quickly that even the invigilator would have to look sideways.

In fact, it wasn't just Zhou Chuan. Among the opponents he met in the previous competition, almost all of them decided to take the college entrance examination at this speed.

The only thing that can show the gap is probably the last essay question at the end of the paper.

"Please take [rationality] as the core point and write a paper with a word count of no less than 5000 words. The direction is not limited. (The sample data must come from the latest version of the textbook or the required reading list designated by the alliance)"

Looking at this short line of printed words, Zhou Chuan couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

What do you mean when time comes, heaven and earth all work together?

Why did Zhou Chuan pass the previous competition?After all, it is not based on the crushing of knowledge.

And the embodiment of knowledge in card making is [rationality]!
No one knows reason better than him!

"That's why I chose to break the topic with the conclusions of Mr. Yu in his notes as the core."

Zhou Chuan eloquently raised his pen and dropped it.

Just kidding, no matter how much advantage he has, he is still a high school student after all, how can his vision be on par with a card making master like Mr. Yu?

There are ready-made problem-solving points, so don’t you have to think about it yourself?
Zhou Chuan smiled brazenly, looking particularly out of place against the frowning faces in the room.

In this way, the time turned to two o'clock in the afternoon. After repeated inspections, Zhou Chuan decided to hand in the paper half an hour earlier.

After raising his hand to signal the teacher to pass, after a lot of inspection and confirmation, he was finally released.

"Student, I think the written test will end in more than 20 minutes. May I ask why you choose to hand in the paper in advance?"

A reporter in a raincoat struggled to squeeze out of the crowd and leaned forward to interview.

"This……"

Zhou Chuan paused, and under the eyes of Mr. Fu, Zhou Cheng, and Liang Bing in the crowd who wrote "encouragement", he took a few deep breaths, and said embarrassingly according to the speech draft they had prepared for him in advance: " For me, in this college entrance examination, it is not that the person who made the question wants to test me, but that I want to test the person who made the question."

"What's the result?" The female reporter with a big head asked very blindly.

"Somewhat disappointed."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Chuan waved his hands with his back to the camera, and was submerged in the turbulent flow of people in the midst of gasps and discussions.

Five minutes later, at a certain intersection near the examination room, Zhou Chuan looked at the three people who had "well done" written all over their faces, and forced a smile, wishing to dig out a big black mountain in situ.

"This is me, the pride of Hundred Lakes, domineering!" Elder Fu commented.

"My son is a cow. After saying these words, our family's ancestral graves will be filled with smoke." Zhou Cheng said.

"Awesome!" Sister Bing said.

"Hehe." Zhou Chuan smiled, urged several people again and again, and left here as if fleeing.

Eighteen that year, Baihu joked.

(End of this chapter)