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Pang Hehzi felt extremely fortunate.
His dormitory was situated at a corner, shielded from the wind and rain by the walls on both sides.
Moreover, a large tong tree above his dormitory provided ample cover from the rain.
Since the rain began, not a single drop had fallen from the eaves of Pang Hezhi’s dormitory.
One could say that with the favorable timing and location, he had it all…
A slight smile crept onto Pang Hezhi’s lips.
Crack!
A branch from the tong tree suddenly snapped and crashed straight onto the roof of Pang Hezhi’s dormitory, creating a gaping hole.
Roof tiles and the broken branch fell onto the dormitory in an instant, hitting Pang Hezhi on the head, body, desk, paper…
Caught off guard, Pang Hezhi instinctively shielded the exam paper he was writing, then hurriedly reached for the nearby ink, accidentally knocking over a water kettle in the chaos, leaving the dormitory in disarray.
And it hit me on the head!
Why so unlucky!
Upon witnessing the situation, the exam hall inspectors and guards rushed to assist.
To ensure the smooth continuation of the exam, the examination hall had no choice but to relocate Pang Hezhi to an alternative dormitory.
However, the sudden turn of events, even after the arrangements were made, took some time. Setting everything right after the commotion consumed a considerable amount of energy, leaving everyone quite exhausted.
With everything that had happened, how could Pang Hezhi still make a mark in this Spring Imperial Examination?
The onlookers were astonished, but after a brief moment, they steadied their minds and began pondering what kind of essay to write…
By the time Pang Hezhi settled down, the day had completely passed.
Pang Hezhi felt increasingly infuriated, clenching his fists tightly, unconsciously striking the bed board beneath him.
Crack!
In an instant, the bed board beneath him broke, causing Pang Hezhi to plummet to the ground, hitting his head hard against the wall, resulting in a dizzy spell and seeing stars.
After a day of turmoil, his thoughts were completely scattered, turning an initially directionless essay into a chaotic mess in his mind, making it impossible to make sense of anything.
With the dim lamplight and the cold spring night, writing with ink became difficult and unsuitable to continue.
The exam paper was already wet and unusable, rendering everything futile.
Although previous Spring Imperial Examinations had similar exam topics, encountering challenges like this, especially with self-directed essays, was uncommon.
As the candidates gradually rested, Pang Hezhi also set aside his writing materials and wrapped himself in a blanket to lie down.
Slowly, the seventh exam came to an end, paving the way for the eighth exam.
As the eighth exam began, the weather was clear and filled with the warmth of spring.
As they entered their dormitories and opened the exam papers to view the questions, everyone was once again taken aback.
Another blank sheet!
For the eighth round of exams, it was still a freeform, self-directed essay!
Facing yet another self-directed essay exam, and eight rounds in a row, how could things be so unlucky to experience a tree branch breaking and crashing through the roof?
After a busy day of contemplation, with another exam approaching in two days, it was essential to rest and recharge to endure the coming challenges…
Jiang Mixia specifically came to greet at the entrance of the examination hall. Upon seeing Song Jingyun’s figure, he waved from afar.