The Insane Fatty
The fat man was staying in his seat. There were actually ten cameras in this perverted examination room.
Looking at the test paper in his hand, which was like a heavenly book, the fat man stared at the ceiling blankly.
This makes Brother Fatty write Maomao. Logistics Department's exam should not ask questions such as "At what temperature do tomatoes taste best?" or "A few lollipops have enough energy to meet a person's needs for a day."
Well, neither does Brother Fatty on these issues.
Looking at the calculation questions written in heaven on the test paper in front of him, the fat man's eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
Why do I have to come here and suffer this kind of pain? Is what dad said really okay?
Young Master Harry Now suddenly began to doubt the authenticity of what his father said.
Two hours of exam time, now I have been sitting here for a full hour, I just wrote my name, and then spent the rest of the time here in a daze.
The invigilator noticed that a fat man over there was behaving strangely, so he walked over to see what the candidate was doing.
But when the proctor walked over, something happened that left him extremely speechless.
The little fat man raised his head, and just in time to see himself, he showed a rather silly smile and looked directly at the invigilator who was walking towards him.
She turned out to be a female teacher, but the clothes were too tightly wrapped. The fat man stared at the female examiner who was getting closer and closer, commenting boredly in his heart.
Why is this little fat man still staring at me?
When the invigilator walked up to the fat man, the fat man realized that he seemed to have done something stupid.
But it was too late now. Harry and the female examiner looked at each other with small eyes and big eyes for a long time.
Finally, the other invigilator on the stage couldn't stand it anymore and coughed softly to remind the female examiner over there.
The fat man had no choice but to continue to act cute with his innocent eyes open.
The female examiner pursed her lips and signaled the fat man to continue answering.
The fat man looked at the invigilator with sorrow and anger, then lowered his head, picked up the pen, and wrote the first sentence in the subjective part of the second paper with tears in his eyes.
The first question: Please discuss several common methods in logistics transportation and their pros and cons.
Answer: I think that good food comes from the folk, and nothing tastes better than home-cooked food. Today we will talk about some details of home-cooked dishes, such as the best ripeness of mountain melons and the best use of high heat for stir-frying...
When the female examiner saw that the fat man had lowered his head and continued to write furiously, she turned around and walked back to the stage.
The fat man had already entered the state, and suddenly discovered that it was a good way to pass the time. In just five minutes, the fat man wrote a long article with great enthusiasm, and then looked at the next topic with unfinished thoughts.
Second question: Please list five types of transport ships that are currently common in the military and describe in detail the development history and advantages of these five types of transport ships.
Damn, we also need to talk about the development history. Can I skip this question if I am a VIP?
Fatty continued to write: I think fantasy mechas are more suitable for new players. First of all, it is easier for new players to fulfill their dreams here, and it also reduces the difficulty of getting started. Secondly, if I have money, I can buy awesome props, such as those spider mines and War Scorpion Mine, which are very easy to use...
The third question: If you become a member of the college, please briefly talk about the contribution you can make to the college based on your major.
The fat man's eyes lit up. This question is great. Finally, there is a question that Brother Fatty can answer. So he happily wrote: Well, I will taste all the food in the college first, and then collect most people's feedback in a planned way, and then purchase secret recipes from professional food institutions to improve the food. I can pay for this myself, because I am a man who wants to dominate the entire cafeteria, hahahaha...
While the fat man was answering frantically, D District and Mu Fan, hundreds of kilometers apart, were already waiting for the end of the test.
"The physical fitness test for this special recruitment is over. 790 people applied, 15 people were eliminated, and 775 people remained. Candidates please use your ID card to go to the instruction area on one side to get the fighting nameplate. Please follow the information on the nameplate and go to the corresponding venue before 2 pm today for a free fighting competition. Please see the detailed instructions for the rules. I wish everyone good luck." Second Lieutenant Nick encouraged many candidates.
The assessment in the morning was finally over. This year's candidates were pretty good, and the number of people eliminated was much smaller than I thought.
Mu Fan followed the crowd and received his fighting nameplate, a shiny Electronic Nameplate with the number 1578 marked on it. It seemed that the candidate's serial number just now has been invalidated. This should be the collective ranking of all candidates.
I looked at the rule information sent.
"A random pair of 1 Combat Match, the top 100 will be selected. The number of candidates participating in the fighting is 8053. Candidates will receive detailed venue arrangements in thirty minutes."
Mu Fan watched Electronic Nameplate walk out of the special recruitment examination room. When he left, he could still hear whispers about him from the crowd around him.
"Did you hear about it? It seems like a great person appeared in this special spot this year."
"Really? Who can get in here who is not extraordinary?"
"You don't know, there is a young candidate who seems to have alerted the admissions director of Five Great Academies."
"Then this must be Seed Candidate. I heard that every year there are some people that major colleges compete for. It would be great if my son could be like this in the future."
"You have too many dreams." One person mocked mercilessly.
They had no idea that the person in question was passing by in such an ordinary way.
Mu Fan didn't care about this at all. He put on his headset and prepared to find a place to eat.
"Hei, help me find a hotel quickly, I'm starving!"
Now that the first step has been taken successfully, Mu Fan doesn't care what others think or think. All he has to do is to show his abilities and pass the exam smoothly.
I promised the fat man to meet him at Landu Star.
"As you command, Master Host, someone in PO Battle Network left you a message. Do you want to listen to it?"
"Don't listen!"
When Mu Fan left, a well-dressed young man over there also walked out of the examination room, frowned and listened to the whispers around him, walked to the parking area for nobles, and then got into a special silver-gray Taigu Bird Hover Car.
The heavy car door had just closed. The young man leaning on the back of the chair took out Sky Communicator and dialed a number.
"Uncle Yang, I am Yuan Ren, how is it going?"
"I met someone I didn't plan on. How is the overall situation of the candidates now?"
"Not very optimistic? There are so many geniuses this year... is there a guaranteed quota in every examination center now?"
"I understand, then please help me arrange something to eliminate an examinee secretly. The examination number is... yes, it is my examination room."
The young man closed the Sky Communicator, with a smile on his lips, "Using the bye quota? Sure enough, the military has a way, there's a lot in it, haha."
The young man who entered the state of rest felt at peace. This year's outstanding candidates were unexpected by the superiors. He must steadily obtain the first place without making any mistakes.
It's a perfect line, isn't it?
The smile on his lips became even brighter.
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(Are you so crazy? Do you want to send Blade Missile and Hydrogen Bomb to the old master? I will not compromise. The author who is so diligent in updating steadily every day actually says too little. It is simply inhumane...)