The exam continued, and the next exam unfolded in an orderly manner as the examiners expected.
After a long period of time, until the evening, more than one hundred students had passed most of the exams, and after fifty-four people were admitted, the actual test finally came to an end.
Until now, the name that Sidney cared so much about was finally called out.
"Banner Adrian."
The door was pushed open.
The thin blond boy looked like he still hadn't slept well. His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his expression was cold. When he looked at the examiner, he just nodded slightly and sat down in front of the stone tablet.
Sidney was stunned for a moment and was about to say something when he saw Banner closing his eyes.
He closed his eyes and murmured something quietly.
Immediately afterwards, the stone tablet released an unprecedented light!
…
Under the silver light, the image on the stone tablet is no longer a blurry light spot, but an abstract pattern like a beast's skull.
On that pattern, a ferocious beast skull grinned, leaving a general silhouette. There was a vague crack on the eye socket of the skull, causing the examiners to breathe heavily.
Sidney was stunned.
"The symbol of 'Call of the Wild', is he already an official second-level musician?"
Bain stared at the stone tablet and sighed regretfully after a long time: "I'm afraid not. The mark is too vague. He is still at level one."
"But a claw mark gash?"
Someone asked in a low voice: "He is only seventeen years old and he is already breeding his own beast?"
"Maybe Adrian's musician passed on his 'beast' to him. Don't forget, the Adrian family has always been one of the representatives of the Summoning School."
"This is also possible." The examiner sighed softly: "Even if the manticore is relatively docile, it is not easy to control the beastly nature at this age."
Finally, all the examiners looked at Sidney. Sidney smiled with satisfaction.
"Very good, you have lived up to expectations, Banner, your brother will be proud of you."
Sidney said solemnly: "Congratulations, you have been admitted to the academy's summoning school. This is the most elite faction in the entire academy, inheriting the academy's core knowledge and music scores. I hope you will continue to work hard and not slack off."
Banner stood up, stroking his chest and returning the greeting, with perfect etiquette.
Sidney and Bane looked at each other and chuckled.
You're done.
"The next one is the last one. Is he a descendant of which family?"
The examiner looked at the last name: "More serious than the children of Adrian's family?"
"Just a kid from the East." Someone who knew the inside story sighed: "Don't be nervous, just go through the motions for the principal."
"Is that the civilian?" the examiner understood: "Mr. Bach sent it to me?"
"Who knows." Another person shrugged: "There has been no news from Mr. Bach for several years. I'm afraid the principal stayed here to deliberately cause trouble for us, right?"
"Gentlemen, be decent."
Sidney glanced at them sideways: "You are the teachers of the academy, and you are responsible for recruiting new blood."
The examiners were stunned for a moment and laughed. They nodded tacitly, yes, the responsibility of recruiting new blood rested on their shoulders, and all they had to do was recruit new blood.
"Next, Ye Qingxuan."
The door was pushed open.
Then everyone's eyes dropped.
…
…
When the boy entered the examination room, all the examiners' glasses were shattered on the floor - if they were really wearing them.
Originally, all of these people were prepared to show coldness, with cold expressions, cold eyes, and indifferent expressions... They were ready to throw their cold faces to this ignorant kid to let him understand that the academy is not for people like him to run wild. The place.
But when they saw this guy, they felt like they were hallucinating:
What the hell is this? !
For hundreds of years, there have been students who entered this school who are modest, simple, low-key and pragmatic, as well as geniuses who are arrogant and ambitious, and there is even no shortage of special talents who wear black and white prison uniforms and come in shackles to take the exam.
But today... for the first time, someone looked like they were being carried from the operating table.
In the center of the examination room, the boy's face was pale, his body was covered with bandages, and he exuded a pungent smell of medicine.
He was holding a cane, and his right leg and arm were still in plaster - two turtles were painted on the plaster - and even his fingers were wrapped in gauze.
Except for the exposed face, the rest of his body looked like a mummy.
It was as if he had been run over by several carriages, bandaged on the spot, and then quickly taken to the examination room while the person was still warm!
—Are you going to die in the examination room?
"... Candidate, are you... okay?"
Bain was afraid that he would spit out a mouthful of old blood and then his whole body would hang here.
"Uh, I'm fine."
Ye Qingxuan forced a smile, and the scratches on his face twitched: "Sorry, I was hit by a carriage yesterday and almost missed the time. I was late when I came, but fortunately it didn't delay the exam."
He tried hard to make a spirited movement, but the movement was too big and hurt the wound, and his face twitched in pain: "Please don't worry, I'm ready."
But the examiners' faces were ugly. They had prepared their poisonous tongues and eyes, ready to pick out every flaw in his body and give this guy who was ignorant of current affairs a showdown.
At the very least, let him understand what this place is. If he dares to express dissatisfaction relying on the support of the principal, then even better, offending the examiner is enough to get him expelled from the examination room.
Even if it doesn't work, it's better to make him feel unstable and helpless.
Anyway, no one will remind these rotten fruits that they need to be calm and focused before sitting on the stone monument, otherwise the results will be greatly compromised. The children of the nobles took some medicine more or less before entering the venue to calm their minds and calm down their spirits without being stimulated by the outside world.
But now that Ye Qingxuan walked into the examination room, their tongues, which had long been stained with venom, felt... unable to swallow. It can only be said that sometimes there are flaws all over the body, but there are also those without flaws.
There is no way, this guy's identity is too sensitive. If he gets upset in the examination room because of any stimulation, he will give others a thumb, leaving room for the musician faction to show off.
But do you want to do it so brilliantly
That cunning bastard and this dirty brat...
Bain rubbed his teeth impatiently and let out an irritated breath.
"Well... can we start the exam?" Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and asked curiously: "How do I take the exam? Do I need to play the piano and sing a song?"
"Ahem!"
Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was about to start practicing his voice with that off-key voice, Bain quickly interrupted him: "Sit down there."
"Just sit down?"
Ye Qingxuan twisted on the iron chair in confusion and found a more comfortable position: "Is this okay? This is so bad and rude. In fact, I can just stand."
"No problem, just sit there and don't move!"
Bain was about to go crazy because of this talkative guy: "Just sit down!"
"oh."
Ye Qingxuan sat down as instructed, and the stone tablet behind him also lit up with a light spot.
All the examiners waited with bated breath, staring at the blurred stone tablet and the dim light spot that gradually lit up. Bain was overjoyed. As soon as the test results came out, the principal's shenanigans would no longer be possible!
But under everyone's focused gaze, the light spot... actually dimmed
What the hell!
Bain rubbed his eyes dully, but saw another light spot slowly lighting up from the stone tablet. He quickly looked over and stared intently at the slowly moving light.
Then, the light spot went out again!
“…”
Bain felt like he wanted to vomit blood, but before he could say anything, another light lit up, and then... As expected, it went out again!
For more than ten minutes, the images on the stele hovered between activation and silence.
Sometimes it's there, sometimes it's not, sometimes it's strong, sometimes it's weak.
It's like torturing everyone's eyes. The irregular light spots sometimes flicker quickly and sometimes disappear quickly.
Sometimes the reading is about to be completed, but it quickly turns into another ambiguous state. All the examiners in the room felt like a mouthful of old blood was stuck in their throats and could not spit it out, and their faces were ashen.
But in the silence, Sidney heard something faintly coming from the stone tablet.
The sound got louder and louder, until finally it turned into loud snoring!
On the chair, the young man with his eyes closed was lying on the chair almost paralyzed, his limbs relaxed, his mouth slightly opened, and a line of saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth. Snoring was loud as his chest heaved.
The little bastard fell asleep! Fell asleep!
Fell asleep in this sacred examination room!
Sidney's face turned red, and he stood up suddenly to prepare for a seizure, but he heard someone next to him exclaimed:
"It's lit up! It's lit up!"
The sound woke the young man up, causing him to look back blankly and see the graphics lighting up on the stone tablet.
…
Under the dim light, the stone tablet finally finished reading Ye Qingxuan's data, and then displayed the graphics for analysis. But the shape is clear, but it looks like some kind of incomplete pattern, which is confusing.
On the stone stele, silver light lit up, causing the background of the stele to change from pure black to wavy mist.
There seemed to be something spinning in the mist, but the fleeting appearance was too blurry to be seen clearly. In the various intertwined intentions, countless tiny light points continuously overlap and fit into each other in a certain structure, and finally form a puzzling pattern.
It's a weird curve from top to bottom.
In the mist, that curve is changing all the time. It's like it's pulsating irregularly, refusing to stop steadily. Sometimes it vibrates rapidly like it's leprosy, and sometimes it doesn't move, like a lazy insect, only twitching and rolling occasionally.
There was a long silence, only the sound of eyes falling to the ground.
"What is... what is the result?"