Chapter 260: The Professional Substitute Exam-Taker — Five Candidates Guaranteed Passes (1 / 2)
Of course, not all candidates were like this. Most had solid foundations, and while some had weak spots, they weren’t this ridiculous.
As for those with exceptional knowledge—
Xu Yanmiao saw that Gao He had already taken out rice and charcoal, lighting a small stove in his examination cubicle to steam porridge.
His exam paper was filled with answers, and he looked confident. Unhurriedly, he even measured the water level with his fingers—after all, the firepower was weak, and too little water would leave the rice undercooked and hard to eat.
In the cubicle next door was cousin.
The aroma of porridge wafted over, and his cousin simply stopped writing. He pulled out a carton of soy milk from his box, along with his favorite crispy fried dough twists, and dunked them in, crunching away without restraint.
—His laziness was so extreme that Xu Yanmiao suspected he had no intention of passing the imperial exam at all and was simply forced here by his family.
Meanwhile, the eldest grandson—the one constantly running to the latrine—had also started his stove, presumably to boil hot water in hopes of settling his stomach.
Now that he was quiet, the yellow-faced man in the stinking cubicle next door could finally take a breath. He pinched a chunk of flesh on his thigh to stay awake, bit down hard on his left hand until it bled, and forced himself to keep writing, desperate to avoid passing out from the stench.