Yaohui College is located in the northern area of ​​the four major colleges, covering an area of ​​20,000 mu, over a thousand years.

Outside the college gate, a huge statue is guarding there, engraved with the old man who thought he was majestic and kind. The old man appeared on the same person at the same time, but it seemed very coordinated. The old man was the founder of Yaohui Academy - Yaohui.

At this time, there were anxious people standing around the statue. "The college ranked last is not good. No one has come to conduct the assessment for so long." Many people complained.

The temperature in the square gradually increased, it was noon, and the complaints were getting louder and louder, and some even left.

"Young Master, why isn't anyone here to conduct the assessment yet?" Canyue was also a little impatient.

"Xiaoyue, you need to be patient and perseverance in practicing. Perhaps waiting is an assessment in itself." Han Fengxue advised.

Time flew by second, and the sun was setting in the west. The huge square was reduced from tens of thousands of people at the beginning to several thousand, and there was no noise in the square.

"Cough", a cough sounded, and a middle-aged man in green walked out of the college.

With a blink of an eye, the audience's eyes were all focused on the middle-aged man.

Biyi middle-aged man stood in front of the square and smiled and said, "I'm honored that you have passed the first level of the college. Everyone came to me to receive an assessment token and continue the second level of the assessment tomorrow." As he said that, he touched the ring in his hand, and a pile of golden tokens appeared on the ground.

Everyone took an assessment order and left one after another with a smile on their faces.

"Young Master, you are so smart," Xiaoyue said with a smile.

On the night in the imperial capital, it was like daytime against the backdrop of colorful lights, and there were no fewer pedestrians on the road. Han Fengxue took the waning moon around, then returned to the inn to rest, preparing for the next day's assessment.

The next morning, when Han Fengxue came outside the college gate, there was a lot of noise. It turned out that the person who had left yesterday was complaining and declaring, "How could such an assessment be done? It's really irrelevant." But they could only leave with displeasure and itchy expressions. Whoever dares to make trouble in the four major colleges, is not afraid of death.

Yesterday's middle-aged man walked out of the test, still wearing a green dress and carrying a guqin on his back. He saw him sitting on the ground, untied the guqin on his knees, and said, "Today's assessment is very simple. As long as you can listen to me playing a song without moving, you will pass.

Han Fengxue was a little confused, "Listen to him playing a song, it's that simple, it won't be letting us go."

But a voice sounded: "Teacher, we have both strong and weak mental power, which is unfair."

Middle-aged replied: "There is no so-called absolute fairness in this world. The four major colleges only recruit teenagers aged between eight and fifteen, so your age difference will not be very big. Moreover, mental power is not the only decisive factor. As long as you have strong willpower, even if you lack mental power, you can still persist."

Then, the melodious sound of the piano sounded. A picture appeared in everyone's minds. In a small village, the children were sometimes chasing and playing, sometimes playing in the river, and the adults' faces were filled with happy smiles. Suddenly, a pair of cavalry came from afar, pulling the young men in the village as strong men, and going to the battlefield. The pain of parting filled everyone's hearts. The village was no longer peaceful, but was immersed in sadness. The style of music changed, and on the battlefield, the two armies faced each other, and the sound of drums sounded, and the soldiers launched a rush. One general had his bones blew, and the soldiers were wrapped in horses. At this time, the setting sun was like blood, and corpses were everywhere on the battlefield, and countless lonely souls wandered in the wilderness. They could never find their way home again. There was no trace of light in the world, and only endless darkness and sadness were left.

It seemed as if a long time later, the song stopped. Han Fengxue slowly opened her eyes. Cangyue cried in pain, but sat down without moving. At this time, there were less than five hundred people in the square.

"The sound of the piano can actually affect people's hearts. Such a powerful method. If I hadn't been more powerful in my mental power, I might not be able to hold on." After all, no one wants to immerse himself in that sad and painful scene.

"From today, you will officially become a member of Yaohui Academy. Tomorrow each person will bring 100 purple gold coins to the college to register." Biyi Middle-aged Announced faintly.

"Yeah," many people began to celebrate.

Han Fengxue was crying at this moment, with each person having 100 purple gold coins. Unexpectedly, the registration fee was so expensive, and he only had 100 purple gold coins in total. "This academy is really cruel," Han Fengxue muttered.

A person next to him heard Han Fengxue's words and looked at him strangely, saying, "Brother, this is still called expensive. Each of the other three colleges is 500. You must know that as long as you can graduate smoothly and achieve good results, you will have a bright future in the future, and you will be attracted by major forces, and you may even be granted the title of Duke and Lord."

While walking, Han Fengxue said to Canyue: "Xiaoyue, how did you persevere?"

Xiaoyue smiled and said, "If I can't hold on, I can't be with the young master. Thinking of this, I persevered."

"Do I have such a charm?" Han Fengxue said to himself: "Let's find a place to get some money first." He was not worried about not getting the money. He took out any herbs in Xuanyue Ring and was money.

When the imperial capital auction house saw the building in front of him, Han Fengxue's mind became active. "Xiaoyue, let's go in." Han Fengxue pulled Canyue to the auction house.

Han Fengxue, who was about to enter the door, was stopped by a big hand. The man in black who was guarding the door said, "This is the largest auction house in the imperial capital, not a place for children to play casually."

"Who said I'm here to play? I have something to be auctioned," Han Fengxue was speechless. It's inconvenient to be young.

He looked at Han Fengxue seriously. They were wearing coarse cloth clothes. Although they were pretty good, they did not look like rich people. The man in black said coldly: "If you have something, let me see it first."

At this time, the few people next to him walked into the auction house. Han Fengxue frowned and looked down at the guy. Han Fengxue didn't talk nonsense to him and just pulled Canyue into the inside.

Seeing that Han Fengxue actually ignored him, the man in black grabbed Han Fengxue with his big hand, but saw a flower in front of him, which fell into the empty space. Han Fengxue's arm hit his chest hard. The man in black took five or six steps to stand firm. Repelling the man in black, Han Fengxue glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain.

At this time, the man in black had no temper and touched the cold sweat on his head. He hit the iron plate. He was so strong at such a young age. He must be a child of a large family. Fortunately, others didn't pursue it, otherwise he would have to take it away. It was just his own decision to stop Han Fengxue, and he had no right to guard the gate.
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