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Although the attitude of Yiyun Academy, from the deputy dean to the guard boy, was not very good towards Lu Siming, it still did not put Lu Siming in danger, so he gave Lu Yi a look, and Lu Yi understood. , stayed outside the door without going in.

After the boy who led the way led Lu Siming in, he didn't stay in the yard. He asked Lu Siming to wait in the yard and then left.

Of course, he would wait at the door. After all, after the assessment, if Lu Siming failed, he would have to send him away the same way.

"Under the willow tree in the yard, there is the assessment content I have arranged for you. Go and see it yourself, - cut -"

The person in the main room seemed to be seriously ill. He sneezed as soon as he said something, "I won't come out to see you."

"Yes, the student understands. I hope you will take good care of your health and recover soon." After Lu Siming finished speaking, he walked under the willow tree.

I saw a piece of paper with two words written on it, a wooden machine lock, and an unfinished painting on the stone table under Liu Xia.

Although he knew it well, just in case, he still asked, "Sir, I would like to ask if the assessment is divided into three questions. The first question is about the article discussion, the second question is about ingenuity and craftsmanship to unlock the machine, and the third question is Write a poem for the painting?"

The middle-aged man in the room who was pulling a silk handkerchief and scratching his nose listlessly raised his eyelids. Well, this man can actually understand the question?

You must know that there are many gentlemen in Yiyun Academy who can be responsible for assessment, but yesterday the vice-dean asked him to conduct the assessment alone.

He also said that the other party was recommended by a former Hanlin Pavilion veteran and it was difficult to refuse, so he basically knew who was coming to take the assessment.

Most of them are the kind of people who are uneducated and have no skills, but their family conditions are not bad, and they come to Yiyun Academy to live in the academy because of its loose management.

Although their Yiyun Academy's management of students is looser than that of the capital or even other local county academies.

There are even some who don’t follow the rules of acidity.

But this does not mean that their Yiyun Academy is a garbage collection place, and all kinds of students will be collected.

Their Yiyun Academy can maintain its position among the top three in the capital, and compete with Nanshan Academy from time to time.

Naturally, it is powerful and has requirements for admitted students.

So Liu Wendao wanted to make this dandy student who wants to rely on his father's connections and enter the academy recognize the reality today.

Knowing that their Yiyun Academy is not that simple, and it is not a place to hang out, they just go back to where they came from.

He then prepared three difficult questions that even the students of Yiyun Academy might not be able to answer perfectly to test the opponent.

He originally thought that the other party might be defeated in the real first level, that is, the question recognition. He was even ready to scold the other party with a sneer, saying that the other party could not even understand the questions and dared to come to Yiyun Academy to transfer to the class. ! ?
Who would have expected that the other person would not only understand the question at a glance, but would also take the initiative to ask him questions without fear of offending him at all.

Liu Wendao not only rolled his eyes, but also murmured in his heart: Not bad, he actually has some brains and is quite safe.

He opened his mouth and replied: "Yes, there are three questions. If you can get them right, you will be considered a student of the academy."

"Yes." After receiving confirmation from Mr. Lu Siming, he looked at the things on the stone table again, but after reading the words written on the first piece of white paper, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, is there a time limit?"

"No, ah - Tsk, there is..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)