"Midnight flow, Yang accumulation when sleep, midnight…"
The night watchman struck the gong to remind the people that it was time to rest.
If it was in the past, Cloud Sea City would have been completely silent.
But now, 8,000 examinees were still fighting in the examination hall. None of the families involved could sleep.
Anxious, worried, waiting!
The entire sky above Cloud Sea City was filled with tension.
City Lord Manor, courtyard.
"Half a day has already passed. I wonder if Ge 'er is doing well.”
"Don't worry." The City Lord's wife said softly," Brother Qu is talented. I don't think there will be any twists and turns. He will definitely pass the examination. The Qu family will be waiting to shine."”
"Big brother will definitely pass the exam. Big brother is the best.”Qu Nian, who had changed into a new set of clothes, was originally sleepy. When he heard this, he immediately shouted.
The eight-year-old Qu Gu quickly covered his sister's mouth.
Children were not allowed to interrupt the conversation between elders.
"What a smart child." The City Lord's wife instructed the servant girl to bring a blanket to cover Qu Nian's body and said with a smile,""Xiao Gu, don't be so reserved. Just treat this place as your own home. Learn from your sister and eat your snacks and sweets without worry. Now that the Qu Family has finished their hardships, I heard that Brother Qu wants to settle down in the city and is looking for a house.”
Facing the graceful and elegant city lord's wife, Quge's Kida seemed a little uneasy. Most of the time, his mouth was full of gratitude.
A peasant woman who couldn't read a few words couldn't lead the conversation.
Even Quge's letters to his family had to be written in plain language and with pictures in them. Otherwise, his mother would not be able to understand them.
At this moment, Second Young Master Chu arrived.
"It's late at night, please rest early. We'll continue the conversation tomorrow, there's plenty of time in the future.”
Morning and evening, I meditate.
Second Young Master Chu's courtesy was at its peak.
……
……
In the examination hall.
"How many times has it been?"
Qu Ge thought for a moment. It seemed that he was too focused on answering the questions and could not remember clearly.
It was indeed a test to answer questions continuously for several hours.
Her wrist hurt, but she felt a sense of accomplishment.
Qu Ge couldn't guarantee that the answers he wrote would be correct, but he had done it.
He had already answered dozens of exam papers, and there was not a single question left.
There were a few questions that were beyond the outline, so Qu Ge had no choice but to use the music hall in his mind.
There were cries coming from outside again.
Qu Ge's hand paused and sighed.
This was the seventh time she had heard crying.
He could understand this feeling.
The Leling Continent's examinations were far crueler than the college entrance examinations in his previous life.
It was truly a battle of thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.
Music was not endless, and it was impossible for everyone to become a musician.
There was a rough range for the amount of music that Leling planet sent down every year.
The stronger the luck of the human race, the more curved qi would descend.
In this world, luck was not something mysterious.
It was almost quantitative.
Successfully opening up a path of saintly way and creating a song of legacy could increase luck.
And the amount of Qu Qi also determined the number of high schools that were candidates.
Then, according to this number, the examiners would compare the results of all the human examinees.
Choose the best.
One of the top students, Nature High School.
Those who had the same results would have to be allocated according to the number of places if they entered the high school rankings.
Take this year's exam for example. There were tens of billions of people in the Leling Continent. If there were 100 million examinees and the music could make one million examinees become First Call Musicians, then according to the ranking, from first to one million, high school.
It seemed so.
However, that was not the case.
In order to enter the rankings, one's results had to be ranked.
There were four levels, A, B, C, and D. In addition to A, the other three levels were divided into upper and lower levels. As long as all three of them were rated D, they would be qualified to enter the ranking.
It was impossible for one to get an A grade and the other two to not even get a D grade.
People who didn't even understand music theory couldn't compose A-grade music.
On the contrary, it was impossible for someone who could compose A-grade music to not understand music theory.
The same is true of the fixed tone, hearing and color.
If such a situation really happened…
No matter what the reason was.
He was not evaluated.
The Divine Temple would even send people to investigate if you cheated in the examination.
As long as one was below the third grade, they would be ranked.
In this way, the number of people who entered the rankings was far more than one million.
The competition was so cruel that it made one's hair stand on end.
Just the small Cloud Sea City alone had eight thousand examinees.
One could imagine how many examinees there were in the entire continent.
Therefore, every region had a quota.
Cloudsea City only had a pitiful 980 spots.
In other words, out of the eight thousand examinees, at least seven thousand would fail the roll and not have the chance to enter the First Sing.
If there were less than 980 candidates in Cloud Sea City who were qualified to be evaluated, it would be impossible for them to be filled up. Perhaps the quota for next year would be reduced.
You don't have enough talent, you can't get a grade, and you can't become a musician.
Under normal circumstances, it was rare for there to be fewer than the number of spots. There would only be more.
If their grades were the same, then they could compare the paper, handwriting, the difference in the answers, the quality of the composition…There would always be a focus, and there would always be a difference.
After all, it was impossible for two identical examination papers to appear.
The reason why there were examinees crying in the examination hall.
Because they knew that they were no longer fated to be evaluated.
Without even a rating, one would not be able to enter the rankings.
He failed!
After studying hard for ten years, the results were already known even before the exam was over.
This kind of blow was worse than death.
Moreover, at this time, no one could comfort you. You were not even allowed to leave the examination room. You could only endure it yourself.
It would be strange if he didn't collapse!
……
Grind the ink.
Qu Ge collected his emotions.
He couldn't care less about what others did.
He only knew that he could not fail.
There was a gentle gaze silently looking at him.
Her mother had worked so hard for today that words could not describe it.
If he failed, Qu Ge would never be able to forgive himself.
He took out the fifty-first paper.
Qu Ge raised his pen and answered the questions.
Another four hours passed.
The examination hall was still as bright as day, and the hourglass showed that it was already the third hour.
"Dawn is here. The sun should be very bright today.”
Qu Ge felt dizzy.
He knew that it was time to rest.
He wrote the score and turned on the lullaby furnace.
The lullaby sounded from the depths of his mind with magical power.
Qu Ge, who was lying on the bench, instantly fell into a deep sleep.
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