Silent Crown Chapter 26: Exam

　　 The next day, early morning.

　　 Mr. Sidney, who hadn't slept all night, turned his head away from his office and saw the morning light outside the window, **** steps in his eyes.

　　The middle-aged man in aristocratic dress knocked on the door politely, and Baine's eyes were full of joy: "Sir, the dean has just got on the carriage and headed to Wellington."

　　"He ignored the opposition of the Ministry of Education and risked offending five or six big families to expel McCann from the Cameron family from the college. He must make concessions."

　　 Sidney had anticipated this. The departure of the dean means that the musicians will remain silent for these two months. The noble faction has the upper hand. This is a great thing, but as one of the representatives of the academy noble faction, he just can't be happy at this moment.

　　 "It's a pity that McCann is a parallel importer, but he is a chief after all."

　　 "He was discovered after smoking a mandala, and he made his own mind." Sidney said nonchalantly, "This incident may have been deliberately arranged by his younger brothers and sisters in order to seize his inheritance rights."

　　 "No matter what, the sovereignty of this exam is in our hands, sir."

　　 Bain said: "The Royal Conservatory of Music is never allowed to degenerate anymore. The rhythm is the privilege of the blood of glory, and seeing those shameless guys daring to appear in my class makes me feel uncomfortable."

　　 "As it should be." Sidney nodded.

The 　　 aristocratic faction has the right to take the entrance examination, which undoubtedly represents a disaster for the poor candidates. Especially in places with strong aristocratic blood like the Royal Academy of Music. But many people from aristocratic backgrounds regard those untouchables who sit on an equal footing with them as thorns...

　　 only this time, just now, Sidney couldn’t help having a headache: "This time you do whatever you want, but there is one person...you must treat it with caution."

　　"Is that Bach rumor true?"

　　 Although not many people are known, Bain clearly heard about what happened last night. But because this matter is so absurd and weird, many people don't want to believe it.

　　 "I thought about it all night last night, it may not be fake. I even think... That **** Maxwell knew about it a long time ago, just keep pressing the news and want to see me making a fool of myself."

　　 Sidney’s expression is gloomy: "I won’t show up for the exam this time. No matter how you clean up the others, it’s okay, but you must be careful with that oriental kid. Bain, I mean, you understand. Huh?"

　　 "Don't worry."

　　 Bain chuckled softly: "After all, the letter of introduction is just a letter of introduction, but aren’t we? If you fail the exam, even if it’s really Bach, you can’t say anything, right?"

　　 "It seems that you are already prepared?"

　　"We have carefully prepared the content of the exam, and there are...special links. Everything is under control, sir."

　　"Go ahead." Sidney nodded in satisfaction: "The school committee will remember your credit."

　　"This is what every noble blood should do."

　　 Bain bent over to say goodbye, and closed the door for him with a smile.

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　　 Every time Ye Qingxuan enters the Royal Academy of Music, he has a special feeling.

　　 is like something being sucked out of the air, something missing. Just like the saltwater fish entering the fresh water, the lizard in the misty swamp came to the desert... I always felt a little smoother when I breathed, but lost the usual feeling, I don't know if it is good or bad.

When 　　 walked into the school gate, it seemed that he was the only one who felt this way. When I looked around the others, I found that they all looked calm, as if they hadn't noticed anything.

　　 Ye Qingxuan twisted his neck a little uncomfortably, and continued to walk forward under the leadership of the school staff.

　　Because it was a formal exam today, he did not bring the old fee. It would be too miserable if it was regarded as cheating. Because of this, Lao Fei was particularly unhappy today.

　　 "Please go here."

　　 in the front, the school staff guide them through the huge school district. In the lush shade of trees, you can vaguely see the buildings of the various factions of the college. After walking in it for a long time, I suddenly felt disoriented.

　　 It is said that the entire school was designed by the artist "Hermes" a hundred years ago. The division of the school district and some buildings have not been changed for a hundred years, and the strong atmosphere of the Queen Victoria era remains.

　　 That short-lived era in history ended with the great disaster brought by the steam engine, and design is rare. Being able to see such an ancient style today made Ye Qingxuan quite excited.

　　, everyone in the team marched forward solemnly, only Ye Qingxuan looked left and right, sometimes whispering in exclamation...Occasionally, when a noble student looked over, the words'tubaozi' were clearly written in their eyes. Er, Ye Qingxuan just rolled his eyes and turned back.

　　"This is a public lecture theatre, so please wait patiently here."

　　 After pushing open the two heavy wooden doors, the school worker pointed to the wide space behind the door: "Your names have been posted on your seats, and there will be teachers who will hand out exam papers later."

　　 Ye Qingxuan sat in his seat and looked around. Outside the window is a thick forest, and only the distant square and fountain can be seen in the layers of emerald green. When the college was built, I didn't know how much money was spent. The high-hanging dome was also decorated with exquisite decorations, which made Ye Qingxuan's eyes stop for a long time.

　　 just for some reason, he always feels a look is coming from his side.

　　 When he turned his head and looked over, he saw Banner staring at him, with no expression on his pale face. After a long time, he slowly retracted his gaze and stopped looking.

　　"Are all the nobles have this kind of neurosis?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan muttered silently in his heart.

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　　As time passed, someone finally walked through the door and distributed the test papers.

　　 "The exam time is four hours, no whispering, no cheating, no early submission of papers, no looking around... Next, the test begins."

　　The man with a gloomy face said coldly, then turned and left without giving the examinee any time to ask questions.

　　 Before leaving, he closed the wooden door thick enough for a person.

　　 In the silence when the door slammed shut, everyone stared at each other blankly, wondering what the school was doing. After a long time, someone finally stopped thinking and started answering the paper.

　　 Immediately after... he made a stunned sound.

　　 Ye Qingxuan heard someone in front of him whispered a mother, but when he went to look at the exam paper, he was also stunned. In the six-sheet paper, in addition to one page for grammar, music theory, and mathematics, there are four pages for essay questions!

　　 four pages!

　　 and it is an advanced topic that has nothing to do with basic music theory!

　　'The influence of the reform system of the Order a hundred years ago on the Anglo system','The rise and representatives of the chanting faction','A brief introduction to the seven questions raised by Hermes','Runn grammar and general purpose The similarities and differences of language','Four Great Achievements of Saint Gregory','Five Principles of Cantors'......

　　 until the last page, it turned out to be completely blank.

　　"Is it my mistake? Is this Trinity College!"

　　An examinee gripped his hair in pain and made a painful noise. The music theory and mathematics that hadn’t been slept for the night last night were completely useless!

　　"Didn’t it say that the hardest thing is advanced mathematics..."

　　 "Lu En grammar has never been learned!"

　　 In the low-pitched complaint, Ye Qingxuan grabbed the paper and looked around in surprise.

　　 "This back door opens...too much, right?"

　　 He was holding the pen, feeling uneasy in his conscience.

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　　In the busy examination room, no one thought about looking up again to see the exquisite dome of the examination room.

　　 No one thought about it. Above the top dome, there was a group of people holding wine glasses and looking down at their sad expressions leisurely.

　　 is just above the second floor of the lecture hall, and there is also an unintended floor hidden. In the magnificent hall, the floor turned out to be completely transparent, like crystal. The examiners overseeing the examination room sat on the sofa, looking down at the changes in the examination room, and exchanging opinions.

　　 "It looks like this year's exam questions are fruitful."

　　 Several examiners glanced at each other and laughed.

　　 They stared at the candidates with sad expressions and congratulated the people beside them: "Genius ideas, Mr. Bain!"

　　"Exceeded award."

　　 Bain nodded implicitly, rubbed the goatee on his chin triumphantly, and smiled and said: "After all, the chanting faction is also part of the musicians who must understand. The untouchables don’t understand, and can’t blame others?"

　　"The Royal Conservatory of Music is the place where Anglo has the strongest style of study. It may not be comprehensive if it only takes advanced mathematics and basic music theory."

　　Someone responded: "I suggest that in future examinations and education, this part should be expanded. The status of theology cannot be shaken."

　　 "Agree!"

　　 "That's it."

　　 Bain said: "I will go back to the school committee to respond. If all the families here agree with this matter, even the dean can't do it alone, right?"

　　This proposal has won a lot of agreement and approval of course.

　　"This time the test is so difficult, what if no one answers it?" Someone asked softly.

　　"The total number of candidates is 270. We don't need to worry about the more than 100 black necks that have been brushed off. We just need to ensure that the remaining 100 people are good."

　　 "Yes, theology is part of the education of the noble family. Even if you don't know it well, it won't be like those inferior people. You can't write a single sentence except for the praise of the saints, right?"

　　The examiners looked at each other and laughed.

　　The children of most families begin to receive education in all aspects when they are not adults ~ IndoMTL.com~ including art, theology, etiquette. It is much better than a commoner who has only memorized some hymns in public school for at most two years.

　　 Once the scope of the examination is out of the basic disciplines, it is simply a massacre that meets the requirements.

　　 It's always easy to raise one in the short, besides... the final interpretation right is in the hands of the examiner. This time, Teo was more beautiful, and even if the dean came back, he couldn't say anything at all.

　　 Seeing the dazed expression of the group of civilians who were specially recruited, Baine couldn't help laughing.

　　 During the long exam, someone pushed in and sat quietly on the chair in the corner.

　　 The smiling faces of the noble examiners receded slightly, they just glanced at the old man contemptuously, and then withdrew their gazes.

　　After the aristocratic faction took the upper hand, the musician faction obviously has no more dying struggles, and seems to have given up completely under the direction of the principal. For the sake of fairness on the surface, the principal just sent an inconspicuous teacher with his finger as the representative of the invigilator, and went through the scene.

　　Compared to those nobles with luxurious clothes and meticulous hair, this old man's clothes are much more mediocre. It looks just ordinary, not worthy of the status of a musician.

　　 He sat in the corner silently, without saying a word, just looking down at the candidates' responses. On his right arm, the mechanical metal prosthesis exuded the gloomy brilliance of black iron rust, and his four fingers were silently relaxed.

　　 looks attentively and attentively, like a child.