66: Do you think I am a hard-working and ambitious person?
Many of the students and parents at the bus stop were also heading to the same location.
Liu Ren broke out in a sweat when he got on the bus, realizing he had forgotten General Feng's identification, which meant General Feng couldn't get on.
General Feng sighed helplessly and motioned for Liu Ren to open the small backpack around his neck, from which he retrieved the identification.
The driver couldn't help but glance at the ID: “Well, well, a military dog. Go on, go on, no ticket needed.”
Liu Ren breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Tang Gao to sit in the very back center seat of the bus.
For no other reason than Liu Ren always thought sitting in that spot was especially cool, giving him the feeling that he was the coolest person on the bus.
Tang Gao reluctantly sat with him, and after about twenty minutes of riding, they arrived at the event location.
As soon as Liu Ren got off the bus and saw the event site, he suddenly understood: “Oh ~ this is organized by the local Military System and Mountain State vocational institutions, the kind for civil service exams.”
Tang Gao was a little surprised: “You know about this?”
Liu Ren scratched his head: “My dad mentioned it to me not long ago, but I plan to just coast through life, so I didn't pay attention.
If you win an award here, your future job prospects will be wider, and the benefits might be better.”
Tang Gao understood: “Because of your dad, you're not interested in this?”
It would naturally be a good thing for Liu Ren to participate in this and win an award.
If he didn't participate, it wouldn't be a big problem either.
This was icing on the cake for him, not a necessity.
Liu Ren already met the essential conditions: a good father with a high position and a solid foundation of his own.
Liu Ren shrugged helplessly: “Do I look like someone who works hard and strives for progress?”
Tang Gao nodded calmly: “You are now.”
Liu Ren sighed helplessly and had no choice but to listen to Tang Gao and go register.
The registration site was very lively, with many students and also many adults from society registering, but the two groups were separated, and the assessment items were not the same.
Registration was simple: facial recognition, signature, and ID number.
It was just that queuing was quite troublesome.
After Liu Ren finished facial recognition and signing, he couldn't help but mutter: “Brother Tang, weren't you given a guaranteed admission? Are you participating in this too?”
Tang Gao signed, wrote his ID number, and completed facial recognition, then calmly said: “I don't have much of a background, so I can only make my resume thicker.”
A resume full of achievements is always better than a blank one.
After experiencing so much, Tang Gao's mindset had changed; he was still curious about those glamorous things, but he yearned even more for a peaceful life.
Only after experiencing life-and-death struggles does one truly understand the preciousness of peace and safety.
No matter what kind of person he would become in the future, at this moment, he had to be himself and take good care of himself.
Liu Ren was stunned, unsure if Brother Tang had come to participate with him, or if he had come to participate with Brother Tang.
Liu Ren couldn't figure it out; perhaps it was a bit of both, so he pulled Tang Gao to the examination hall together.
The examination hall was divided into a written test and a physical test.
Many types of written test papers were prepared, targeting different Mortals and Cultivators; the question bank was randomly generated, providing personalized custom tests, which were very user-friendly.
The written test examination halls were classrooms; once you had your paper, you could go in and write; you could also communicate with each other while writing, but your expression of ideas had to be clear and insightful, making the assessment quite difficult in reality.
Everyone's paper content was different, relying entirely on individual ability, social skills, and even information retrieval ability.
Tang Gao pulled Liu Ren to find a corner to sit down and start writing the paper.
Tang Gao glanced at the paper; it wasn't difficult, similar to the regular exams at school, and he had already done some of the question types countless times.
Tang Gao quickly began writing, and when he finished, he stood up, calmly handed the paper to the examiner, completed facial recognition and signed, and was done.
The examiner took the paper and looked at it, surprised: “What stylish handwriting!”
Not only was the handwriting neat and tidy, but the characters seemed to possess a sense of profound sharpness, as if they could pierce the paper at any moment.
The examiner couldn't help but look at Tang Gao twice more: “Cultivator?”
Tang Gao nodded: “Yes.”
The examiner nodded with satisfaction: “Alright, I'll grade it for you now, you can go to the physical test area.”
Tang Gao shook his head: “Examiner, I won't go yet. I want to tutor my brother a bit for the written test.”
The examiner chuckled, looking at Liu Ren in the back row: “The one scratching his head? Alright, go ahead, as long as you can explain it clearly.”
The examination hall allowed communication and explanation, but whether one could explain clearly depended entirely on the speaker's skill, and whether the listener could understand depended on the listener's foundation and Comprehension Ability.
It was not an easy task to learn things here that weren't understood in class.
Even with an open-book exam, if a poor student found a formula, whether they could use it correctly was still a question.
Tang Gao returned to his seat, picked up Liu Ren's paper, and frowned slightly: “Didn't I explain these types of questions to you the day before yesterday?”
Liu Ren's eyes welled up: “If I had understood, would my written test score still be so difficult?”
Tang Gao sighed helplessly, returned the paper to him, picked up a piece of scratch paper and a pen, and began explaining the steps one by one: “Look, here we can draw an auxiliary line, and when we divide it like this, isn't it much clearer?
This question tests your ability to decompose shapes and logical operations, you…”
Liu Ren listened intently, a slight sweat beginning to form on his forehead; Brother Tang's words seemed like Heavenly Dao scriptures, each passage to be comprehended, not forcibly memorized.
There was a beauty in how even if forcibly memorized, it would all be forgotten.
General Feng propped himself up on his front paws, resting them on the table, watching Tang Gao tutor Liu Ren.
Liu Ren listened for a long time, only then stumbling through understanding the question; he wrote it out a few times himself before finally grasping what was going on.
General Feng squinted his dog eyes and tapped a multiple-choice question with his paw.
Tang Gao raised an eyebrow, moved his paw, and looked, then couldn't help but gasp: “You can get such a simple multiple-choice question wrong!?”
A question General Feng wouldn't even get wrong! You actually got it wrong!
You really are worse than a dog!
Liu Ren looked bewildered: “Huh? Did I get it wrong?”
Tang Gao was utterly speechless, but he kept his tone even: “Our country has Five Human Emperors, that's correct. But what's being tested here is how many countries the Human Race has that possess Human Emperors, which is nine countries. Did you get them mixed up?”
At this moment, it was crucial not to lose his temper, but rather to make Liu Ren understand what he needed to do, otherwise he would become even more nervous and unable to remember things.
Liu Ren's brain ached from listening, so he could only start rote memorization: “Nine countries have Human Emperors, nine countries have Human Emperors…”
After Liu Ren finished memorizing that question, Tang Gao continued to flip through, seeing the knowledge points about Mountain State, and said speechlessly: “Mountain State has two major Cultivator academies, one is Qingkai, and the other is Lankai; the two academies are tied for first place. How could you get this wrong too?”
Liu Ren weakly said: “Isn't it ‘blue comes from indigo, but is superior to indigo’?”
Tang Gao said regretfully: “That's a proverb… The full name of Qingkai is Qingcheng Kaishan University, and Lankai is Qingcheng Lan Hai University.”
Tang Gao could never figure out how Liu Ren managed to mix up these knowledge points.
The answers were clearly simple; all he had to do was memorize them.
Tang Gao exerted immense effort to tutor Liu Ren to a score of 80 on the paper; as for the remaining 20 points, no matter how much he explained, Liu Ren couldn't make any further progress. Even when all the steps were explained one by one, Liu Ren looked at them and felt as if he was reading a heavenly book, unable to comprehend.
What he lacked wasn't the current explanation, but insufficient accumulation in his daily studies, which prevented him from understanding.
This was like someone who didn't understand poetry; he couldn't express his deep feelings for these poems on the paper, only writing some superficial and dull expressions.
No matter how much you said, he couldn't empathize, only stare blankly.
If one's accumulation in science subjects was insufficient, it was even more obvious; even with formulas in front of him, he could only stare blankly.
The formulas knew him, but he wasn't familiar with the formulas.
With a perfect score of 100, getting 80 was already very good.
Tang Gao knew when to stop and no longer hoped for further improvement; anyway, his physical test score was good, and if his written test score was slightly better, entering Qingkai would be no problem at all.
Liu Ren was sweating profusely from exhaustion as he handed the paper to the examiner.
The examiner smiled as he collected the paper: “Young man, teaching must be tiring, huh?”
Tang Gao thought about the generous gift Uncle Liu had given him and felt much better: “It's alright.”
The examiner smiled: “The written test scores will be tallied by a dedicated person later; you two go to the physical test first. After passing that, there will be a second test and an interview.”
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