You're not planning to open at all, are you?

Exams are coming soon.

Qin Xiu frantically called the two people early in the morning. On the one hand, he was nervous, and on the other hand, he was afraid that they would be late.

Bai Jiu was quarreled early in the morning, and he was in a bad mood. He endured a few words of encouragement to Qin Xiu, and finally broke out: "You're never finished! If you don't pass the exam, I'll beat you to death!"

"..." On the day of the phone call, Qin Xiu's aura instantly weakened, "It's useless to kill me if you don't pass the exam..."

Ji Sheng didn't say anything, and came early in the morning to pick up Bai Jiu and go to the examination room.

Vocal music and film and television are divided into two parts: written test and interview. The written test is very simple. Most of the knowledge that Bai Jiu memorized before can be applied. A small number of application questions are more difficult. He also finished writing with his own understanding.

Even four or ten minutes before the end of the exam, his papers were already filled.

Bai Jiu looked up at Ji Jiang. Ji Jiang was sitting obliquely in front of him. He seemed to have finished writing, quietly drawing something on the draft paper with a pen.

Bai Jiu was a little bored, he glanced left and right, and suddenly felt that the level of candidates in this examination room was quite poor.

Some people are scratching their heads and answering questions, while others are calmly...drawing lots.

Bai Jiu stared at a handsome student in the right back, tore off the draft paper and rubbed four paper balls, then closed his eyes and stirred around in the paper balls, opened one he caught, and filled in happily. on the answer sheet.

...Awesome.

At this time, a faint sight drifted over from the back, and vaguely landed on Bai Jiu's test paper.

Bai Jiu turned his head and glanced back from the corner of his eyes. A boy sitting behind was looking at his desktop, as if he was copying his answer.

Bai Jiu frowned. It didn't matter to him if he was copied, but if the test found that two answer sheets had the same options in a row, they would be regarded as identical papers. He didn't want to be overturned because of this.

Bai Jiu first looked up at the invigilator, the two were talking in a low voice, they didn't look this way, then turned back to look at the boy with a warning, the boy also looked at him, but there was no response, and continued to copy.

……

Fine.

Bai Jiu took out his test paper again, and with a wave of his hand, changed all the "D"s on the test paper to "B" and "C" to "A", then threw it aside and let him copy it.

The bell rang for the end of the exam, and everyone stood up and waited for the papers to be collected. Bai Jiu saw Ji Jiang suddenly turned back at him, and at the same time picked up the draft paper in his hand and showed him from a distance.

Bai Jiu looked over and found that Ji Jiang actually drew a secondary painting. In the picture, a teenager was sitting at a table with his head bowed and writing, with his chin resting on one hand, as if he was thinking.

Bai Jiu recognized the person in the painting as himself at a glance.

... When did Ji Jiang paint after himself?

The painting is quite similar.

Bai Jiu gestured to him to keep the draft paper.

The invigilator collected the papers and put them in front of Ji Jiang. Seeing that there was no draft paper on Ji Jiang's desk, he gave him a suspicious look.

"Where's the draft paper?"

Ji Jiang hesitated for a moment, but said nothing.

Bai Jiu whispered, "Give it to him!"

Ji Jiang was silent for a second, and handed out the draft paper in his hand.

The teacher opened it and took a look, and found that there was no word on it, so he drew a picture, froze for a moment, and then smiled: "The picture is very good."

Ji Jiang's eyes brightened: "Then can I keep it?"

"No," the invigilator was very ruthless, "according to regulations, draft paper must be handed in."

"..."