The afternoon sun shines through the clear Glass windows.
Several golden trapezoids formed in the classroom, and countless dust particles danced in the light path.
On the blackboard, two lines of white chalk clearly read:
Year 95 of the Republic, East Capital University Law School, Master's Re-examination, Professional Written Test.
Exam time: 13:00-15:00.
Dozens of young men and women were spreading out their test papers and immersed themselves in their desks.
In the classroom, it was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of the pen tip across the paper.
On the wall clock, the hour hand just passed the number "1".
The exam obviously started not long ago.
Fang Cheng is sitting in the second to last row of the classroom, by the window.
Wearing a decent white shirt and Black Suit trousers, with a pair of elegant Gold-rimmed Glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Coupled with the hair that is so fake and real, it completely covers up the sharp Aura on his body.
If he didn't take off his clothes, no one would be able to connect this gentle-looking young man with that powerful body full of explosive Exert Force.
At this moment, Fang Cheng is holding the test paper in both hands and is not in a hurry to write.
Instead, keep your eyes calm and read it from beginning to end.
The test paper is divided into three parts: basic theory, case analysis, and essay questions.
The stems and requirements of each question were quickly absorbed into his mind, forming a clear outline of how to solve the problem.
"Focus, turn on!"
With a silent recitation in my heart, the mute button seemed to be pressed around me.
There were distant shouts from the basketball court outside the window, the nervous breathing of the neighbor Examinees, and the soft sound of the invigilator's shoes on the floor.
All noise is instantly blocked out.
The world fell into silence.
Fang Cheng It's like entering your own, absolutely quiet space.
His eyes behind the lenses were sharp and focused. He picked up the pen and moved his wrist slightly.
Lines of neat and graceful handwriting appear on the answer sheet as if printed.
His writing speed is extremely fast, but there is no trace of sloppiness. Every word is written with even force and clear strokes.
At the same time, the brain is running at high speed.
Those Law monographs, core journal articles, and classic cases stored in the depths of Memory are no longer isolated points of knowledge.
Instead, it turned into a torrent of data that converged, collided, and reorganized in his consciousness.
Finally, it was condensed into the most precise and profound words in the pen, which were quickly laid out on the scroll.
A middle-aged invigilator who is slightly fat and wearing black-rimmed glasses is walking slowly in the aisle with his hands behind his back.
He stopped from time to time, glanced at the answer sheet Examinees next to him, and then walked away expressionlessly.
When he walked to the back of the classroom and glanced at Fang Cheng's seat, his eyes couldn't help but pause.
The invigilator saw a scene that made him particularly surprised.
That gentle-looking boy has actually turned to the second side of the test paper.
"So fast? Impossible!"
A thought flashed across his mind, and he subconsciously thought that the other party was filling in the information at random.
After all, the exam starts in less than ten minutes...
He quietly leaned forward and got closer.
His eyes fell on the answer sheet.
However, after just one glance, he was completely stunned.
The handwriting on the scroll is as neat as a copybook, and the answers to the essay questions are even more organized and logical, with no trace of alteration.
In particular, there is a very controversial discussion topic - "On Theory of Expectation Possibility and its application dilemma in my country's Self-Defense and Necessity".
Examinees's answer is not a student-like cliché.
Rather, it is based on extensive references, from multiple angles such as jurisprudence and sociology, and is carried out step by step to get to the bottom of things.
His arguments are rigorous and his insights are profound. He does not look like a Examinees, but rather like a senior scholar who has been immersed in this field for many years.
"Genius!"
This word suddenly popped into the mind of the invigilator.
His eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and he forgot to move away for a moment.
He even subconsciously held his breath for fear of disturbing the other person's train of thought.
The second hand of the clock on the wall moves at a constant speed and makes a slight "click" sound.
Time passes quietly.
Fang Cheng is still writing vigorously, completely immersed in his own world.
The tip of the pen strokes across the paper, making a coherent and smooth sound, like a beautiful piece of music.
When the last full stop was drawn, he finally stopped writing and let out a long breath.
Hold your hands together under the table and move your muscles.
With a gentle pinch, the knuckles made a series of crisp "click" sounds.
It was at this moment that I noticed the really heavy breathing behind me.
Fang Cheng turned his head and looked at the invigilator who stood like a wooden stake, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The invigilator suddenly came to his senses, his face turned red, and he coughed twice in embarrassment.
Then he hummed a few tuneless tunes, pretended to be calm and walked away with his hands behind his back.
Fang Cheng shrugged, just treating it as a minor incident.
A line of Prompt Information appeared quietly in front of his eyes.
[Focus Experience+1]
[Focus Lv2(342/500)]
The questions this time are indeed a bit tricky and the amount of questions is quite large.
Ordinary Examinees, if it can be completed within the specified time, it is considered good.
But for Fang Cheng, this level still seems too easy.
It's just like a college student taking an elementary school exam.
His extremely high mental attributes and skill special effects have given him a photographic memory and super understanding, and he has already mastered a large number of legal classics.
After turning on the "Concentration" skill, you can write with concentration and almost no need to pause and think.
He looked up at the clock on the wall.
It has only been more than twenty minutes since the exam started at one o'clock in the afternoon.
Fang Cheng shook his head slightly.
This is the result of deliberately controlling the speed and pursuing neat handwriting.
If you don't care about the neatness of the roll and just use cursive writing, the time can be shortened by at least half.
Of course, handing in the paper so early is a bit shocking.
Fang Cheng decided to wait a little.
He picked up the pen and kept turning it on his fingertips, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Pretending to check the test paper, my thoughts drifted out the window.
Fang Cheng applied for the Criminal Law direction Graduate Student of East Capital University, which belongs to the category of Master of Laws.
This is different from Juris Doctor which focuses on practical applications.
Master of Laws focuses more on the exploration of theoretical depth, cultivating top academic research talents, and has extremely high requirements for paper writing skills.
Therefore, the examination content is mostly open-ended essay questions and case analysis, many of which are sensitive topics that question the current legal system.
The scoring of this type of question will be affected by the personal academic views and stance of the marking teacher, and is highly subjective.
It is unrealistic to get full marks.
But Fang Cheng is very confident. Based on the level of his answers just now, he ranked first in the total score. It should be like picking something out of a bag.
I have already passed the Foreign Language oral exam and translation exam in the morning easily, and I am just waiting for the comprehensive Interview exam tomorrow.
With this in mind, Fang Cheng has even begun to imagine his future life.
After graduating with a master's degree, with excellent grades and several weighty papers, it should not be difficult to stay in school and teach.
Until then, he was a teacher during the day, teaching students, writing articles, and preaching and teaching in the ivory tower.
At night, I put on a mask and act like Daredevil, cleaning up the scum in the dark and earning extra money.
Two completely different lives, it's quite touching to think about them.
The invigilator's eyes drifted over from the podium from time to time, and his eyes were still strange.
With Fang Cheng's keen perception, he can naturally detect it clearly.
He looked at the wall clock again, and the hands were almost pointing to two o'clock.
I've been thinking wildly here for almost half an hour.
"Forget it, hand in the paper, Mom they are still waiting outside..."
Fang Cheng muttered to himself, then stood up, took the test paper and walked to the podium.
His move immediately attracted the attention of everyone Examinees.
Gazes gathered one after another, full of shock, confusion, and even a hint of contempt.
"So fast? I definitely won't do it and will give up."
"Pretend to show off and try to please others..."
The inner activities of everyone are very exciting.
The invigilator took the test paper and looked at Fang Cheng with complicated eyes.
In the end, he just nodded and said nothing more.
Fang Cheng didn't care about the eyes of others and walked straight out of the classroom.
Today is Sunday, Teaching Building is sparsely populated and extremely quiet.
Walking on the tree-lined Campus Path, it really felt like I was back in college.
As soon as Fang Cheng walked out of the school gate, he saw many parents gathered outside waiting for Examinees.
He glanced around and quickly locked onto a large black SUV parked on the side of the road.
The brand-new "Land Rover Range Rover" looked majestic in the sun, and there were several people standing next to it.
Mom Li Biyun, uncle Li Dingjian.
There is also Zhou Xiumei, she is holding a little girl wearing Blue School Uniform Skirt, it is Wen Xin.
A man as strong as a bear was hiding behind the car and smoking, but it was Ma Donghe.
How did this guy get the news about his exam and come over to join in the fun?
"Brother! Brother! We are here!"
Wen Xin had sharp eyes and was the first to spot him. He immediately let go of Zhou Xiumei's hand, waved his arms vigorously, and shouted cheerfully.
Zhou Xiumei's face immediately burst into a smile, and his bright eyes seemed to be filled with light, and he just watched him walking over quietly.
Seeing Fang Cheng coming out, Li Biyun and Li Dingjian also came forward with smiles on their faces.
Ma Donghe Hearing the shouting, he immediately threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stubbed it out with his toes.
Fang Cheng smiled and walked over.
But I felt a little helpless.
With so many people and such a big battle, it was even grander than when I participated in Gaokao.
"Cheng Cheng, so fast? How did you do in the exam? Are the questions difficult?"
Li Biyun stepped forward, took his son's hand, and asked with concern on his face.
"It was okay. It went very smoothly. I completed all the questions and it only took me one hour to answer them."
Fang Cheng answered easily.
"I'm just saying, my nephew takes action, so what's the problem?"
Li Dingjian had a proud expression on his face, waved his hand, and said boldly:
"Let's go, uncle is treating us tonight, go to Eastern Capital's best Wangjiang Tower, and celebrate our future great professor in advance!"
"Uncle, Interview hasn't taken the exam yet."
Fang Cheng is a bit dumbfounded.
"What does that matter?"
Li Dingjian insisted.
Zhou Xiumei Seeing this, he waved his hands quickly and said with some embarrassment:
"Uncle Li, I won't go. I just came to see Fang Cheng..."
"That's not okay."
Li Dingjian immediately interrupted her and looked at the handsome Zhou Xiumei, then at Fang Cheng, with a warm smile on his face:
"It's rare to see everyone together today, so we treat it as a family dinner. Everyone must go!"
Hearing the words "family dinner", Zhou Xiumei's cheeks instantly turned red.
She lowered her head and said nothing, acquiescing.
Before Fang Cheng could refuse, Ma Donghe had already grabbed Car Key and said carelessly:
"That's a good relationship. I'll be the driver tonight and you all can drink to your heart's content. Fang Cheng, your new car is really exciting and I'm having a great time!"
After saying that, he opened the driver's door.
Fang Cheng had no choice but to let them go.
A group of people got into the car, and the spacious six-seat space was more than enough for six people.
Wen Xin It was my first time to ride in such a luxurious car, and I was so excited.
My little hands touched here and there on the soft Genuine Leather seat, and my eyes were full of curiosity.
Fang Cheng's eyes fell on her and asked:
"Wen Xin, isn't today Sunday? Why didn't you go to cram school?"
Because this girl has been out of school for too long and has fallen behind in too much homework, Fang Cheng specially enrolled her in a cram school.
Wen Xin's face immediately fell down, his eyes were a little dodgey, and his mouth murmured:
"I... I asked for leave from the teacher."
"Ask for leave?"
Fang Cheng frowned slightly.
Zhou Xiumei next to him saw this and quickly explained:
"I asked for leave for her. Wen Xin heard that you were taking an exam today and insisted on coming over to cheer you up. I couldn't stop you."
"That's right, Fang Cheng, don't be mean Xinxin."
Ma Donghe, who was holding the steering wheel with both hands, also leaned over to smooth things over:
"When I went to Old Factory Street to look for you today at noon, I met Sister Huiyi and heard her talk about your exam. Xinxin was right next to her. She looked so pitiful. I was really worried about you."
"Besides, Xinxin usually works hard in her studies. Even Sister Huiyi has praised her several times."
Hearing Ma Donghe affectionately call Wen Xin's Mother "Sister Huiyi", Fang Cheng glanced at this guy and said nothing.
Seeing Fang Cheng's expression soften, Wen Xin immediately seized the opportunity, stretched out his little hand and tugged on his clothes, and assured with a serious face:
"Brother, don't worry, I, Final Exams, will definitely be among the top ten in the class."
Fang Cheng looked at her bright eyes, his heart softened, and he stretched out his fingers and pulled the hook with her:
"Okay, it's a deal. If you really get into the top ten, I will take you to Seaside during the summer vacation."
"Yeah, great!"
Wen Xin immediately cheered and stuck to Fang Cheng again, chattering non-stop.
Ma Donghe sat in the driver's seat, started Engine, and then shouted:
"You all sit tight, go to Wangjiang Tower, let's go!"
The atmosphere in Wangjiang Tower's luxurious box was warm.
Halfway through the meal, Li Dingjian was already a little tipsy and pulled Ma Donghe to brag about his glorious deeds in his youth.
Ma Donghe is no less impressive. He also boasts about the great reputation he made on Underworld, as well as his determination to prepare for Civil Service Exam Success now as Retire from the Underworld.
I heard Li Dingjian raise his thumbs and praise him for a while, saying that a prodigal son will never be replaced by gold, and he should cherish his iron rice bowl.
Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin chatted quietly with Li Biyun, and picked up food for Li Biyun from time to time, appearing to be well-behaved and sensible.
Fang Cheng found an opportunity, got up and came to Balcony for some fresh air.
After a while, Ma Donghe also came out.
He handed Fang Cheng a cigarette, lit one himself, and took a deep breath.
The two of them leaned on the railing, looking out the window at the bustling city night scene and the cruise ships passing by on the Qingpu River.
High-rise buildings on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are lined up in rows, and the Neon Lights lights are bright, forming a noisy sea of light.
"Secluded Cultivation I have been practicing hard for more than a month, and it's really killing me."
Ma Donghe blew out a smoke ring and said with emotion, "After taking the exam in these two days, I can finally take a breath."
"Has anyone been following you lately?"
Fang Cheng's eyes flickered and he asked casually.
"Strange to say, that group of people disappeared inexplicably about half a month ago."
Ma Donghe frowned, a little confused:
"Maybe you know that I am going to participate in Special Search Team's selection, so you don't dare to mess with me anymore."
He changed the topic, glanced at the people in the box, and then lowered his voice:
"Fang Cheng, you don't know, Special Search Team and Selection Exam are not human at all, those Instructor are all psychopathic sadists!"