It is well known that millions of people take the Imperial College entrance examination every year.
There are two types of assessments, first the literary test and then the martial arts test.
One thousand students are admitted in the literary test, and then these thousand members will take the martial arts test, and the top 100 will be selected according to their performance.
Feng Wu glanced at Chao Ge: "Chao Ge, you should also assess together."
"Ah? Me?" Chao Ge couldn't believe it, "But, this is not good, right? The Imperial College literary test doesn't matter, but for the martial arts test, at least the strength of a nine-star spiritual master is required to sign up. I am only a seven-star strength now."
This was only after comprehending a little Mo Yutu under the guidance of Feng Wu, he was finally promoted.
Feng Wu glanced at her angrily: "Isn't there another seven days?"
"So Xiao Wu, what do you mean, can I be promoted from Seven Stars to Nine Stars in seven days? How is this possible?" Chaoge himself was the first to not believe it.
Feng Wu smiled faintly: "Why is it impossible? In fact, I think it is completely possible."
"Do you think I can do it?"
"You can." Feng Wu said seriously.
"Okay!" Chao Ge slapped the table, "Xiao Wu, if you say I can do it, then I definitely can, isn't it just the Imperial College? I'll take the exam with you!"
Feng Wu was mainly thinking about Chaoge's family, as long as she was admitted to Imperial College, she would be able to be upright and not need to go back to that complicated and cool home, or even live with her.
Feng Wu decided to let Chaoge stay there to practice after buying the next house. The speed of her practice will definitely make her cry.
However, thinking of the reality, Chaoge suddenly wilted: "There are only seven days, Xiao Wu, we can't even figure out the format of the questions for the essay test, what should we do?"
"What is the examination of Imperial College?" Feng Wu asked indifferently.
Chaoge just wanted to cry.
"Xiao Wu, as you said just now, I thought you would win, but you told me that you don't even know anything about the literary test? Are you trying to scare me to death?"
Feng Wu spreads her hands: "I never thought of taking the Imperial College entrance exam before."
"Then when did you suddenly have this idea?"
"yesterday."
Chaoge: "..."
Feng Wu: "...Why are you looking at me like this?"
Chaoge took Feng Wu's hand and suggested very seriously: "Xiao Wu, why don't we give up?"
"Why?" Feng Wu looked puzzled.
Chaoge said very seriously: "Xiao Wu, others are preparing to take the Imperial College, at least ten years of preparation, ten years of hard study and cultivation, before they are qualified to enter the Imperial College for the examination, we have nothing to prepare, This is the end of the game... Let alone the martial arts test, we have to hand in a blank paper for the literary test alone."
"Isn't it?" Feng Wu frowned.
"Really, Xiao Wu, have you ever seen those three-year assessment and five-year simulation papers that have been circulated? It's very profound, and it involves literature, history, art, geography, element theory, spiritual formation, and even medicine. Aspects... I have dabbled in various aspects. How can I answer this knowledge without ten years of reserve? Especially one of the strategy questions, the questions are so imaginative that we can't even read the questions... So we still forget Bar?"
"Is it so difficult?" Feng Wu frowned.
"It's so difficult, Xiao Wu, the literary test accounts for 30% of the total score, that is, the full score is 300%. We are not prepared, we will lose all the scores..." Chao Ge was full of helplessness.
(End of this chapter)