dragon raja

Cheating

"If you want to pass the 3E exam, there are actually shortcuts," Finkel threw the goose leg he had just gnawed back onto the plate, leaned forward, and looked at Lu Mingfei with blazing eyes, "All exams are just means, and means are invented by humans, so things invented by humans are bound to have flaws!"

Lu Mingfei was stunned, and his heart was filled with great joy, like a drowning man grabbing a straw. If the person in front of him was Nono instead of the cynical Finger, he would definitely go up and hug him.

"Senior Brother!" He used the most intimate name he could. Chinese is profound and extensive, and calling "senior" is far less intimate than "senior brother". It feels like a young knight forming a gang and going out into the world. "What's your idea?"

"Since you've treated me to a meal, I'll tell you the truth!" Finkel was obviously impressed by this and patted his chest loudly. "Junior brother, do you know how many sentences of dragon script have been deciphered so far?"

"I don't know." Lu Mingfei shook his head. "I don't know anything. I would believe you if you said Long Wen was a turnip."

"There are only 76 sentences in total," Finkel taught earnestly, "The last person in history who understood the grammar of Dragon Language was Nicolas Flamel.

He died in the 15th century, but some say he is still alive. He was a medieval Parisian scribe who seemed to have accomplished nothing, but…”

"I know him. I've read Harry Potter, and he's mentioned in it." Lu Mingfei raised his hand. "Although it's a pirated copy, there aren't any typos."

Finkel frowned, "What Harry Potter? Don't interrupt me with some novel plots. We are now discussing a great civilization that ended in the mythological era!"

"Can I pass tomorrow's 3E exam just by talking about great civilization?"

"Nonsense, I also know the principle of learning to apply. If it is useless, why would I tell you now? You were supposed to learn this in the second grade course 'Principles of Alchemy II'. I tell you in advance because it will help you in tomorrow's exam!" Finkel said seriously, "In short, this scribe is the only alchemist in history who has refined the 'Philosopher's Stone'. When he was copying the solitary copy, he bought an alchemy manuscript, and the book recorded the grammar of Dragon Script. After learning the secret of Dragon Script, he did not pass it on to others, but summarized 76 obscure spells. These spells have been passed down, which is the number of Dragon Scripts that we can decipher at present."

"What is the Philosopher's Stone?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask.

"It is the fifth element that can break through the boundary between matter and spirit. This is the artifact mentioned by the alchemy master Raymondes Lule in his book (The Book of Nature's Mysteries - The Fifth Element). Dragons study spirits, humans study matter, and the Philosopher's Stone is a magical thing that can penetrate matter and spirit. Okay... these are also what you will learn in 'Principles of Alchemy II'. I can give you my class notes then. Now shut up and don't ask these useless questions!" Finkel was very domineering like a senior brother. "So the content of the exam has always been these 76 sentences, and the number of derived test questions is also very limited, about 200 questions."

“Brother, are you talking about a question bank?” Lu Mingfei suddenly realized.

"Of course there is," Finkel looked towards the door cautiously, "keep your voice down, be careful someone is eavesdropping outside. Of course there is a question bank, but I will tell you how to set the questions first. The test is very simple. When you enter the test room, they will only give you a piece of white paper and a pencil, and will not give you any hints. But they will play the recording of dragon script at a very low voice. If you don't pay attention, you will think it is just the hum of a mosquito. But for the descendants of the dragon race, these dragon script spells will directly resonate with their spirits and will appear unusually clear. You just need to record the sounds you hear in Korean phonetic notation. There are a total of 12 questions. Those who answer 6 questions correctly will pass, those who answer 8 questions correctly can directly choose advanced courses, and those who answer 10 questions correctly will be 'S' level students!"

"There are more than 200 questions!" Lu Mingfei was a little dumbfounded, "Can you distinguish more than 200 different kinds of mosquitoes?"

"You really are of dragon blood. Some of the humming sounds in your head are like thunder. I used to be an 'A' grade, and I felt a deafening chanting sound in my head."

"It's not multiple choice question 7." Lu Mingfei began to sweat on his forehead.

"What's the use of having a question bank? Can I memorize all the 200 questions?"

Finkel stretched his arm across the table and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "You have me!"

"Are you going to... send me the answer via text message?" Lu Mingfei guessed.

"I'm telling you in advance that I don't have a cell phone yet."

"No, no," Finkel waved his hand, "You don't know that Kassel College's anti-cheating system is really powerful. The monitoring equipment on site includes both scientific and alchemical technology, which will completely block all signals that try to enter the examination room. The general method is useless, but think about it, if you know the test questions in advance..." Finkel raised his eyebrows, like a street kid tempting passers-by to buy fake "cordyceps sinensis".

"Then nobody will know about it!"

"So I still need to memorize the question bank?" Lu Mingfei was a little dumbfounded. "More than 200 simple questions? There are only six hours left before the exam. Do you think I'm a genius?"

"You are 'S' grade, you should be a genius... Maybe something went wrong, so you are so stupid... I want to tell you the real secret. The biggest flaw in the artificial examination system of Kassel Academy is," Finger paused, "they recycle old test papers!"

“Cycle?” Lu Mingfei was puzzled.

"To put it simply, there are only eight sets of test papers, which are used every eight years and are never changed!"

"Are the professors crazy? Isn't this a leak?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened. As a student from a Chinese high school, he couldn't believe it.

How can the examination system of a dragon-slaying academy be so stupid? China has resumed the college entrance examination for decades. In which year can teachers not come up with hundreds of mock exam questions?

Kong Yiji said that there are four ways to write the word "*", and there are at least forty ways to write a question in the college entrance examination.

“Think about it, how many people can come here to take the exam? Only a few dozen every year,” Finkel shrugged, “and they are basically geniuses. They graduate in four years and must join the executive department after graduation, searching the world for dragon relics. How could they write down the exam questions and leak them to the freshmen? So the eight-year cycle is actually safe, but sometimes…” He began to raise his eyebrows again, as if communicating with Lu Mingfei with his eyes, “Did I tell you that I have been studying for eight years…”

“Ahhhhhhhh!” Lu Mingfei understood all of a sudden and stood up excitedly, “So the exam questions this year are exactly the same as the ones you took the year you entered school!”

"3,000 yuan is the fixed price. If you don't have money, you can pay it later. After deducting the 497 yuan you have already treated me to, plus the 2 yuan I spent on a Coke at the Chicago train station, you

You still owe me 2501 yuan. I will cut off the decimals and buy my test questions for 2500 yuan. It’s up to you whether you agree or not. I’ll count down ten seconds!” Finkel

He also stood up, speaking as fast as a bullet and as firm as a sword cutting through iron.

"10!9!8..."

"Wait a minute... Hey!" Lu Mingfei waved his hands vigorously.

"7!6!"

"At least you should take a look at the goods, Senior Brother 7. You can't force me to buy or sell!"

“5!4!”

"But what if the test questions are wrong? Do you have a warranty? Do you issue a receipt?"

“3!2!”

"Hey, big brother! Can you hear me talking to you... Damn it... Deal!" Lu Mingfei seemed to be exhausted, sat down, panting.

Rough breath.

"You should have said it earlier!" Finkel drank the sparkling wine in his glass in one gulp and exhaled carbon dioxide melodiously. "I knew long ago that my eight years of study were not in vain. Today, I finally exchanged my knowledge for money for the first time!"

"Don't you feel ashamed?" Lu Mingfei hung his head. "I thought you were the kind of i***t who wears thick glasses, has knowledge but no girlfriend, and is stubborn!"

"What a mess! I was once an A-level student in this college, as impressive as Caesar! There were many girls who admired me back then.

There are many ambiguous emails left in my school's mailbox!" Finkel patted his thick chest, and the German suddenly showed the smug smile of a Jewish businessman when he made a deal.

"Don't brag! I can tell you're a bachelor just by looking at your hair!" Lu Mingfei felt sorry for the 2,500 US dollars he had just thrown out, and fought back fiercely.

Finkel showed a frustrated look, "Unfortunately, at that time I was thinking about working hard to earn enough credits to graduate in three years and become the youngest specialist in the Executive Department, so I ignored their kindness... By the time I wanted to pay attention to them, they had already become the little birds of the Executive Department and flew all over the world."

"OK! OK! Enough, enough, 12,500 US dollars, right? I don't have it now, can I get a scholarship and give it to you?" Lu Mingfei wanted to clarify the details of the transaction. "Also, what if the test questions are wrong? And what about the 497 yuan for dinner? Why don't I remember treating you to such an expensive meal?"

"Of course, of course. There is absolutely no problem with delaying payment. Professor Guderian is eager for you to be proven to have the potential to be an 'S' grade student and then award you the scholarship. As for the 497 yuan meal," Finkel picked up the goose leg bone on the plate and knocked on the edge of the plate, "half of it is now in your stomach, and the other half is in my stomach."

“Isn’t this the college’s midnight snack service?” Lu Mingfei was confused.

"Of course, but they charge for it! Do you think you can eat for free with sterling silverware? For a free meal, at most they will give you a plastic fork!"

"But we didn't pay at all, Tucao Brother!"

"We scratched your student ID..."

"Student ID?" Lu Mingfei didn't react.

"Your student ID card also serves as a Citibank-secured credit card.

As an 'S'-level student of the aristocratic class, your credit limit is as high as 100,000 US dollars. Treating me, a useless senior brother with only 80 dollars left in credit, to a meal worth 497 US dollars, do you think that you are very righteous?"

"So... I'm already in debt now?" Lu Mingfei was at a loss.

"Oh, don't worry. Owing money is common here," Finkel comforted him. "Look, my financial situation is over negative thirty thousand."

"You are robbing, do you know that?" Lu Mingfei was shocked by his senior brother's frankness.

However, Wuzhi was already in despair.

“Although I am trying to trick you into treating me,” Finkel pointed at the head of Lu Mingfei’s bed, “consider it as a thank you for the marching urinal I gave you.”

"But now I just want to pee on your head..."