Chapter 697: Sand Table
With the permission of the white-haired instructor, the chief invigilator, the two deputy invigilators began to place the yellow paper bag on the table.
The white-haired instructor and the two deputy invigilators each took out a seal and stamped it on the rune seal of the yellow paper bag.
After the three seals were stamped, the rune seal emitted a faint yellow light, and then gradually dimmed.
After the seal was lifted, the yellow paper bag was opened, and a stack of test questions printed on yellow paper was taken out and distributed.
Zhou Fan got the scroll and first scanned it roughly, his face turned dark, it was all poetry and scriptures!
There are five ten-page volumes, the last page is blank, and the answer time is one hour, the first six pages are some objective questions about the history of silent poetry and songs, and the last three pages are some subjective questions.
There are strange things in this world, but the cultural inheritance is no worse than the world before them, and even more prosperous, those saints are full of writings, even if they have a talent that they will never forget, but if they do not study hard for several years, they dare not say that they are absolutely sure.
Zhou Fan looked at the test questions with a calm face, in fact, his mind was blank.
But he still pretended to be confident, and began to grind the ink strips, as if he was thinking, but secretly he was looking at the examination room.
He didn't rush to use the eye charm to carry out his own plagiarism plan.
This kind of thing can't be rushed.
The key is to see if the methods of the three invigilators are really as powerful as they boast.
Zhou Fan pretended to write with a pen on the manuscript paper sent down from time to time, and he learned to write with a brush when he was in Yiluan.
Writing with a brush is not difficult for a martial artist who is good at luck, his handwriting is not good-looking, but it is not so ugly, and if the academy has a saying about the volume points, he will not lose points because of this.
His attention was all on the three invigilators, of course, this kind of peeking can only be seen with the rest of his eyes, no matter what the world, no candidate will keep staring at the invigilator during the exam, unless the candidate is a fool.
Zhou Fan didn't believe it, he was the only one who was ready to cheat, most of the time of the martial artists was spent on martial arts cultivation, and the literary test was added in a hurry, how many martial artists could be truly proficient in these things for the sage's writings?
As long as you wait patiently, there will always be candidates who can't help it, and the gun shoots the first bird!
Zhou Fan soon discovered the strangeness.
Three invigilators and two deputy invigilators stood in front of the wooden table in front of the examination room, and they didn't look up at the sand table on the wooden table?
The wooden plates they brought with them were as big as chessboards, because they sprinkled them with fine sand.
The white-haired invigilator sat on a wooden chair next to him, squinting as if he were asleep.
Zhou Fan was secretly surprised in his heart, the more this was the case, the more cautious he didn't dare to mess around.
It was only a quarter of an hour before the exam began, and one of the two deputy invigilators suddenly whispered in the ear of the white-haired instructor.
Zhou Fan's heart suddenly tightened, but their voices were so soft that even the nearest candidates couldn't hear what they were saying.
The white-haired teacher stood up with his eyes open and walked down.
In the examination room, as long as the candidates who paid attention to the invigilator like Zhou Fan did, they were all a little nervous.
The white-haired teacher soon stood in front of the twenty-fourth seat, and the male candidate was calmly answering the questions with a brush, as if the white-haired teacher was coming, and he didn't notice it.
The white-haired teacher's face was indifferent, he reached out and pulled the male candidate up from his seat, the male candidate's face changed greatly, and he wanted to say something, but the white-haired teacher Xi made a quick move and pinched the candidate's left wrist.
The man screamed in pain, and his left hand was spread out, but it was a talisman.
"Use talismans to cheat and be disqualified. The white-haired teacher was like an eagle catching a chicken, carrying the candidate and throwing him out of the examination room.
From the beginning to the end, the candidate couldn't even make a move to resist, you must know that this is a martial artist, but obviously the strength of the white-haired teacher is stronger, and he was easily restrained with his true qi.
The candidate hung his head in frustration, he climbed down from the ground, and was escorted away from the vicinity of the examination room by the academy warriors who were patrolling the examination outside.
But that's just the beginning.
As long as one of the two deputy invigilators speaks in the ear of the white-haired teacher, and the white-haired teacher stands up, he can find out the cheating candidate.
He found out four candidates one after another.
One of them cheated with a crumpet of a grain of rice, one with a talisman attached to his leg, one tamed a special insect and made it fly to someone else's seat, and one with a jade bead in his mouth.
The strange methods of these four people made Zhou Fan stunned, and he couldn't even figure out the cheating principles of some of them.
But the gray-haired teaching can be found.
After five candidates were thrown out of the examination room, the atmosphere in the examination room was depressing and silent.
Zhou Fan understood that the sand table was not simple, this was a powerful method of the academy's invigilation.
Zhou Fan's heart sank slightly, this method was too powerful, he wasn't sure if his psychic talisman could fool the monitoring of the sand table?
But he thought about it seriously, after he pasted the eye talisman, the eye talisman disappeared into his body, and the eye talisman did not need to be activated by true qi, so it should not be so easy to find.
He guessed that the sand table could either sense the flow of true qi, or it could sense the heartbeat of the martial artist, once the flow of true qi was stronger, or the martial artist's heartbeat was accelerating because of plagiarism, the sand table could sense it, so as to tell the two deputy invigilators through the sand.
Zhou Fan believes that no matter how powerful the sand table is, it is impossible to even see what the candidates are thinking, it must be some kind of special monitoring equipment.
Thinking of this, he mobilized the dragon god blood in his body to calm down his body functions and mood, as if nothing had happened, and his vision instantly became a little blurred and then clear again.
As soon as he activated the Eye Talisman, Li Worm Niang's side would sense it.
Zhou Fan saw the flipping of the test paper, Li Worm Niang turned to the first page of the test paper, and he picked up the brush and copied those objective questions.
Suddenly, an invigilator spoke in the ear of the white-haired teacher.
The white-haired teacher stood up again.
Zhou Fan noticed it, but his mood was calm and unwavering, and he continued to copy the answers, he knew that if the white-haired teacher found out about him, then he could only end his short career in Class A and leave the examination room.
The white-haired teacher walked in the direction of Zhou Fan's side, he glanced at Zhou Fan, and then looked at the candidate in the seat in front of Zhou Fan, he reached out and lifted the candidate up.
The tall and thin candidate said with a bitter face: "I didn't cheat. ”
The white-haired teacher sneered, and he slapped the thin and tall candidate on the back, the thin and tall candidate seemed to have shrunk, and the whole person became shorter, leaving liquid beads like water on his body, and those liquid beads were engraved with dense poetry and scriptures.
The short candidate smiled bitterly and let the white-haired teacher lift him up and throw him out.
After the white-haired teacher threw the short candidate out, he didn't sit on the wooden chair and close his eyes like he had done a few times before, but he paced back and stood in front of Zhou Fan's desk, watching Zhou Fan answer the question.
There were several gloating candidates in the examination room, and their eyes were instantly projected.