BXBX NOVEL Chapter 129: under the exam
After waiting for half an hour, it was the turn of Su Weier and the others.
Different from when we came here, the originally open flat ground is now covered with fences.
From time to time, there are also police patrols, which can be described as strict precautions!
There are three people at each checkpoint, one to check the appearance, one to check the handwriting, and one to fill in the information.
Su Weier consciously handed over his number plate to them, and by the way, wrote the English words on the day of registration in front of them, while the other person stared at Su Weier's appearance carefully.
After comparing the handwriting and appearance, and confirming that it was correct, Su Weier received a seat number.
"This is your exam seat number, as long as it has this code on it, that's your seat!"
The staff member said blankly, and threw him a wooden sign swiftly.
Su Weier didn't look carefully, and directly held the wooden sign in his palm, waiting for Wilson and Creroux.
In less than a minute, Wilson took the lead and came to the examination room, coming into Su Weier's sight.
Immediately afterwards, Kelelu also ran in with a silly face, smiling all the time.
"Suwell, show me what your wooden sign looks like!"
"Look, a strange symbol appeared on my wooden sign!"
Wilson said, he spread out his wooden sign, and let Su Weier and Kelelu look at it.
Su Weier was a little short-sighted, so he moved Wilson's hand over and looked at it carefully.
The wooden sign was ordinary, with a symbol "a36" engraved on the gray-white front that they had never seen before.
"The a in front should be an English character, but the symbol in the back,,, I don't know!"
Su Weier looked at it for a while, then shook his head, his face full of ignorance.
Immediately afterwards, Su Weier and Klerou also took out their own wooden cards, which were a "b21" and "e4", two strange symbols.
"Hey! What are you doing? Hurry up and find a seat, don't stay together and whisper!"
The three of them were discussing together, when suddenly a loud roar came from beside them, startling the three of them.
"Oh! My God, I was scared to death!" Wilson exaggeratedly jumped on the spot and said in a surprised tone.
Souville and Creroux were actually quite frightened, but not as exaggeratedly as Wilson showed.
The three turned their heads to look for the source of the sound, only to see not far away, a man with a dagger in his waist, a bushy beard, and a black hat yelled at them with a fierce expression on his face.
The three of them took a look, then hurriedly left, and began to look for their own positions.
With more than twenty letter divisions, it is easy to find your own place.
Su Weier quickly found his own wooden shed with the same symbol on his wooden sign from the 'b' area.
Due to the advance notice, Su Weier only brought the quill pen, nothing else.
Opening the narrow door of the wooden shed, Su Weier walked in and patted the table, which looked quite solid.
The chairs and tables are new at first glance, and there are burrs on them, and if you look closely, you can still see circles of annual rings.
Su Weier sat on it with confidence, took out the quill pen he bought specially in London, and carefully placed it on the table.
Just like that, he sat in a daze, and couldn't help fantasizing about becoming an official and attending gentlemen's gatherings every day in his mind.
Suddenly, he smelled a seductive fragrance, which directly seduced the glutton in his stomach.
Resisting the temptation, Su Weier began to calm down and restrain the fluctuations in his heart.
After a minute, Su Weier couldn't help being curious, and stretched out his head, looking for the source of the aroma.
I saw a well-dressed man full of luxury, eating the bread in his hand.
This bread is quite different from the black noodle bar Su Weier usually eats.
It is not only white and tender, but also soft, the size is only the size of a palm, and more importantly, it is coated with a layer of golden honey.
Yes, it is honey. Su Weier will never forget the delicacy that can only be eaten during this Christmas season. Thinking of this, Su Weier swallowed unconsciously and looked more carefully.
Veselli, who was woken up by his father early in the morning, came to the examination room without even having breakfast.
Fortunately, his father prepared a basket of breakfast for him, which could fill his stomach a little bit.
Take out a piece of bread, open the jar, and smear the honey from France on the surface of the bread. The wheat flavor of the bread is mixed with the sweetness of the honey, which looks tempting.
Unable to bear it any longer, Veseli took a big bite, directly consuming one-fifth of it.
Feeling a bit choked, Veseli took out another glass of milk in a bamboo can from the basket, and took a sip gently.
And Su Weier watched intently. For a child from a blacksmith family like him, milk, white bread, and honey are rarely seen a few times a year.
"Hey! Hello! My name is Veseli Plancey!" Veseli, who was eating happily, finally spotted Suwell, and said immediately.
"Hi! Hello, my name is Suwell Smith, from Norwich."
Su Weier scratched his head in embarrassment, and then responded politely.
At this time, the sky changed from cloudy to cloudy, and large swathes of dark clouds began to appear.
The two immediately retracted their bodies to avoid the oncoming raindrops.
It rained sporadically for half an hour, and the sky returned to a clear sky. Except for some water on the ground, there was no sign that it had ever rained.
"Come out, come out! Come out!" Not long after Su Weier sat down, he heard the sound of the wooden shed being slapped, followed by the shouts of patrolmen.
In desperation, Su Weier could only walk out of the wooden shed and gather in an open space with other people.
Thousands of people stood crowded together, sweat and heat were squeezed directly on Su Weier's face, he had to find a good place that was relatively open.
Shortly after standing, well-dressed young people followed after eating white bread, Su Weier felt a little crowded again.
"Hi!" Su Weier squeezed out a smile.
"Hi!" Veseli nodded.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked to the platform, wearing gorgeous clothes, and said loudly:
"Gentlemen! The upcoming entrance examination for London city government officials will be conducted by His Majesty the King himself!"
"In order to ensure the rigor of this exam, please follow Father Thomas and pray to God together!"
As he spoke, His Excellency the Mayor pointed to a middle-aged priest in a white cassock.
Since Henry VIII’s Reformation made few changes except for changing the leader of the sect, Mayor William directly invited Anglican priests to come to pray.
"Father! I praise You, You are the Greatest God, You are clothed with majesty and majesty, You are clothed with light like a robe, You spread out the sky like a curtain. Father I thank You, the light of Your glory Shine always in me and on the way before me, and guide me on my way."
"We swear here, if we obtain results with improper behavior on this day, then I will not get your salvation, and I will not share your glory..."
Father's hoarse voice sounded, and Su Weier and his group lowered their heads, made the cross with their hands, and followed in a low voice.
Just like that, after praying with the priest for a minute or two, Suwell waited for a group of people to return to his wooden shed.
It was not until half past nine that someone officially announced the start of the exam, and Su Weier sat up and waited.
I saw a man in military uniform holding a wooden box with a three-inch gap on the front.
From the gap, you can take out sheets of paper with the same size of handwriting, which are filled with English.
"This is yours, take it, and fill in your name and your own symbol, otherwise there will be no grades!"
The young soldier directly pulled out a piece of snow-white paper, placed it on Suweier's table, and then reminded him.
"Also, I have to fill in my current address in London. When you hear the drum beating three times, someone will start collecting your papers!"
"Thank you so much!" Su Weier nodded politely.
The soldier didn't even bat an eyelid, he just walked over, facing his back row, and started the exact same conversation and action again.
I was about to open the snow-white paper in front of me, but a small rectangular strip protruded from the paper, and the blanks for the name and address were printed in front of my eyes.
Su Weier smiled, dipped the ink with a quill pen, and began to fill in his name and address, and of course that unknown symbol.
After that, this folded paper, about one foot long and one foot wide, densely packed with English, was presented in front of Su Weier.
First question, do you believe in Anglicanism?
For this question, Su Weier directly filled in the Anglican sect.
As a commercial city, Norwich's beliefs are very open. It can be said that craftsmen and businessmen still hold an aversion to Catholicism.
As for the Anglican sect advocated by Henry VIII, Norwich people generally believed in it.
The genius boy Veseli beside him frowned at this time. In fact, after learning so much book knowledge, his belief in himself has long been blurred, and he couldn't figure out whether he believed in
Which denomination do you believe in.
So, he skipped over to do the following questions.
However, some people saw this topic and filled in the Roman Church without hesitation.
There are quite a few people in this group, accounting for nearly one-fifth.
Veselli completed the remaining questions in less than half an hour. For a genius like him, these are too simple!
For Su Weier, who was born as a blacksmith, it was a bit difficult. It took him nearly an hour before he came to the final big question.
"The farmer Searle in London has a fence with two animals, a rooster and a sheep. If you count from the bottom, there are fifty feet, and if you count from the top, there are twenty heads!"
As soon as this question came out, there was a sound of gasping in the entire examination area.
Veselli, who was not very energetic, cheered up after seeing this, and his whole body was full of work.
(end of this chapter)