The Multiverse Starting from White Deer Plain

Bai Gui didn't feel strange about this.

In the domestic examination, some questions from the Four Books and Five Classics could account for a larger proportion of the score. It is reasonable for him to fall to seventh place. It all depends on how the examiner marks the paper.

If the examiner agrees, the score will be higher. If you don't like it, your score will be lower.

But the mid-term academic ability assessment of the first high school is different. The six subjects are too broad and the content is not deep. If you have a good memory, answering questions will be like a miracle.

but……

No one who can get to the front of the exam has a poor memory.

The reason why Bai Gui has achieved so much is because he is the deputy minister. It is an unspoken rule that the teacher will give more points to the student minister when grading.

This adds up to a slight advantage and becomes a preparatory course for studying abroad.

Public courses are undoubtedly dominated by the first department.

The scores are generally higher.

"It's a pity that he only ranked first in the preparatory course for studying abroad. Minister Fujino became one of the three departments of the first high school this time..."

Bai Gui shook his head and sighed.

In fact, there was only two points difference between him and Minister Fujiwara, and these two points were probably added to Fujiwara by the school.

A very simple truth.

How could the Qing people be ranked number one in the academic assessment?

Doesn't this mean that we in Japan don't have many talents? !

It must be the school's negligence!

This kind of public opinion must not be spread easily! Once word spreads, countless people in a university will be demoted.

"If Fujiwara wasn't a minister, if he wasn't of Chinese origin, and his father was a senior official in the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, how could he have become one?"

"I overheard the news from the school, saying that during the grading process, Mr. Bai's score was one..."

Along the way, some people were complaining and whispering.

After hearing these words, Bai Gui looked strange.

This can be regarded as his prestige is relatively high, and he has already made famous works, so even if he is the second, not many people question it. It is obvious that he has this ability...

Of course, it was Minister Fujiwara who attracted too much firepower, making him a bit less prominent as deputy minister.

The unspoken rules are unspoken rules, so don’t delay them from scolding them openly.

Return to the dormitory.

Liu Mingda and Wu Huaixian looked a little depressed. Their public course rankings were pretty good, ranking 153rd and 179th respectively. His grades were pretty good in the first grade of high school, but unfortunately his ranking in the preparatory course for studying abroad was a bit poor.

He didn't catch up with any government students, but surpassed more than a dozen self-funded students.

Bai Gui comforted him for a few words and didn't say much.

A few days later, Minister Wu came.

The transcript of your first high school diploma will also be sent to the embassy.

He looked very happy. The results of the first-year students studying abroad this time were very good, which was considered a political achievement for him.

"You have good grades this time, so don't worry. Although the number of places for official students is limited, as long as you maintain your current grades until the final exam, I will also make the decision to convert you into official students..."

Minister Wu said to Wu Huaixian and Liu Mingda.

In this exam, although the two ranked behind in the preparatory courses for studying abroad, they were definitely elites in the first high school.

The two people's frustration was swept away.

"Meihe, I'm sorry about the rewards and allowances I told you a few days ago. The country is in a difficult situation recently and the country cannot allocate funds. This is the twenty yen I personally squeezed out of the embassy's funds. Please accept it. …”

"I know you are not short of money, but this is the embassy's wish."

After Minister Wu encouraged the other candidates, he came to Bai Gui's dormitory and said to him.

"I also know the difficulties faced by the embassy."

Bai Gui nodded and accepted the money without refusing.

If he refuses to accept the money, he will not give face to Minister Wu and the embassy, ​​and it will also mean that he is dissatisfied with the imperial court.

Money is not too much for him.

…

After Minister Wu left, it was approaching Sunday.

Bai Gui went to the principal's office and asked for three days' leave, which added up to five days in total.

Principal Yoshino did not stop him and signed happily.

Top students like Bai Gui have many privileges, and it is very easy to ask for leave. Not to mention that this time Bai Gui was entrusted by someone, and Principal Yoshino would naturally not refuse.

"Fujino, he's from Tokyo University and he can be considered your senior. You might as well look for him..."

Principal Yoshino handed the leave application note to Bai Gui and said: "If there is anything wrong with you, you can also write to me and I will go to Tokyo University to ask about it."

He was quite moved when he saw the reason.

Bai Gui was immediately impressed. I thought that Bai Gui was good at causing trouble, but I didn't expect that he would have this side. To be entrusted by others is to be loyal to others. From Chang'an to Japan, a letter from home...

Therefore, we are also willing to provide some help within our ability.

Bai Gui nodded and thanked him.

He was not in a hurry to set off immediately, but went to the newspaper office first.

At this time, the Minjin Newspaper office was much busier than before, with people coming and going, and a lot more people. It had the appearance of a big newspaper, and the circulation of each issue of the newspaper had exceeded more than 5,000, making it a mid-range newspaper office. .

Basically, sales are attracted by novels.

After a month of fermentation, coupled with the title of "Qingguo Martial Arts", the sales volume of the newspaper hit new highs day by day.

Knocked on the door,

Go in.

"Nagano-senpai, this is the latest manuscript."

Bai Gui knelt down in front of the editor-in-chief Nagano and handed the manuscript in the large hard-covered black lacquer schoolbag to the editor-in-chief Nagano.

"This... is estimated to be 50,000 words."

The editor-in-chief Nagano looked at the manuscript and was shocked. It was twice as many as usual. Bai Gui's daily output is definitely the first in Japan's literary circles at this time. Whose manuscript is not carefully polished, how could it be so productive when it comes to Bai Gui?

However, it is also consistent with common sense. Some writers can have a constant flow of literary thoughts and write diligently every day.

"I'm going to Kyoto recently, so I'll hand in the original manuscript to the newspaper, otherwise it will be bad if the publication suddenly stops."

Bai Gui thought for a while and said.

He has recently been developing his finger and wrist strength with subtle talents, and writing is also a way to exercise.

"Okay, this is the recently settled royalties, please collect them."

Editor-in-Chief Nagano handed over an envelope.

Bai Gui didn't check much and stuffed it directly into his schoolbag. With the newspaper's current reliance on him, it was impossible to deceive him in this aspect, so it was better to be more generous.

Besides, he now has many sources of money and is not short of money.

The remuneration is just a small amount of money!

I chatted with the editor-in-chief Nagano for a while and drank some good tea.

Bai Gui left the room and came to the office.

Brother Xun is writing a manuscript.

He was very characteristic when writing manuscripts. There was a cup of bitter tea on the table, and two plates of desserts, one each of wagashi and persimmon sugar.

When Ningmei stopped writing, he chewed a piece of candy and took another sip of bitter tea.

Bai Gui smiled when he saw this.

He didn't deliberately correct this habit. This was something he couldn't correct as a friend.

"Brother Yucai, I have asked for leave from school and the newspaper and am going to Kyoto. I wonder if brother Yucai has time to go with me?"

he asked.