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Chapter 5 Entrance Exam
"It's crowded."

Isamu Fujita, who barely got out of the crowd, was finally at the end of the children's line, next to the adults who were stopped by the red thread and the ninjas.

"Tell me, can that kid Jiro become a ninja?"

"It should be possible, Jiro has always been physically strong."

"Come on! Ah Jian! You can do it!"

"Satoya, if you can't become a ninja, just wait."

"Xiaoju, don't panic, believe in yourself, you can do it!"

I finally know why Naruto started skipping classes after entering school. I am afraid that all the school-age children in the village have come.
After queuing for an hour, it was finally Isamu Fujita's turn. He put the test fee, the Konoha household registration certificate, and the parents' honor certificate on the small table in turn.

Put away the inspection fee, took out a certificate, stamped two seals, and put those certificates in an additional small bag, the opposite Shimo Shinobi touched Fujita's head with a smile: "You are very brave, you will definitely become a very brave person. Great ninja, come on."

Shinobu looked at the expressionless Isamu Fujita, and shook his head helplessly: "Okay, turn left, that's where the chakra refinement test is, come on." Saying that, he called the next child to come in.Isamu Fujita looked at Shinobu, turned left and left.

"How many is this?"

"It's the seventh one, but fortunately, his level of hatred is not as strong as the previous ones."

"Ah..." the two ninja partners of Genin gave a long sigh and continued to register the children.

On the left is a small playground with many temporary tents. Isamu Fujita walked into the tent along the road, and then handed in his certificate and the previous certificate.

"Well, do you know how to read?"

"Yeah." Isamu Fujita spent money to learn the characters from a nearby shopkeeper last winter. It was a war and there was no business, so the shopkeeper agreed. After getting the points, Isamu Fujita used the points to strengthen his knowledge of the characters. and calligraphy.

"Take this book and read it, and check the results at noon. This book is not allowed to be taken out, nor is it allowed to be leaked, understand?"

"Hmm." Isamu Fujita took the book and was about to walk out of the tent.

"Wait, go to the tent at the back. Also, you have to use your body to comprehend, not your strength. Focus on the navel, head and heart."

"Thank you very much." Isamu Fujita bowed, walked out of this tent and entered the tent behind.

There were six children sitting in the tent, two girls and four boys. They opened their eyes and glanced at Isamu Fujita, then closed them again, not knowing what they were feeling.

Hitting on the mat at the door, Isamu Fujita opened the book.

It’s not right to say it’s a book, at most it’s a booklet, the thickness is not even as thick as the oral arithmetic problem sheets of elementary school students in the Chinese Dynasty, and several pages at the back are full of pictures.

It is the chakra refining method, which is probably to transform the body energy into flowing chakra through meditation, and then let the chakra flow in the body.

The chakra refinement was very successful. In just half an hour, he felt the birth of the first trace of chakra. This trace of chakra was flowing regularly along the body, and finally penetrated into the acupuncture point under the navel.

Ah, this feels like practicing inner strength.
Taking back his thoughts, Isamu Fujita continued to work hard to refine Chakra.

A few hours passed quickly, and the sun was hanging in the west.

"Stop, have a meal, extract the chakra and go with me, do a simple test." A ninja entered the tent, clapped his hands to wake up the children, and then the three children stood up with Isamu Fujita , followed the ninja to test, the remaining three gritted their teeth, turned around and went to another tent to eat.

The test is very simple, that is to use a copper wire doped with chakra metal to light up the small light bulb, although one of the four people still went back to refine the chakra again.

"This is your student procedure. This is your student ID card. From now on, you will be students of Ninja School. There will be an entrance ceremony in three days. At that time, you will use your student ID card to enter the venue and report. Choose within a few days whether to pay the money or sign the agreement, the agreement is probably written in the procedures. Then, congratulations.”

The three nodded silently, unlike the group of children who had jumped up just now, they were much calmer.

"Okay, you can leave through the back door." After finishing speaking, the ninja turned and left.

Looking at the other two people, Isamu Fujita didn't say anything, and returned home through the back door.

"Yo! Fujita, you're back so early! How's it going?" The restaurant owner next door came out with steaming rice and was still saying hello to Isamu Fujita.

"Of course I passed the exam! Uncle is delivering food again!"

"Yeah, after all, he will give extra errand fees, and there is no one now, so let's send it to him! Then, see you, future ninja-sama!"

"See you later, uncle."

When I got home, I first took out the admission procedures and student ID card of Ninja School, looked at it again and again, and finally couldn't help laughing, and then the laughter gradually became rampant.After laughing for a while, Isamu Fujita sat down with a smile on his face and took a sip of water, then began to search for various manuscripts.

One period, two periods, three periods.
The book has been written to the center of the ninja world in Senjuzhuma, and there are almost a few hundred chapters left. If the manuscript is saved every two weeks, it can last for about three months. It is hard to draw illustrations Illustrator, at first it was a book with 180 pages and 20 illustrations. Now it is a book with 150 pages and 35 illustrations. Although the number of pages is less, there are more pictures, and the sales are even better.

After sorting out the manuscripts, Isamu Fujita brought the manuscripts to the publishing house.

The publishing house has grown a lot, and even acquired the storefront next door as a bookstore, and the original storefront has become the reception desk of the publishing house.

There is also a young lady at the reception, and Miss Amano has been promoted to be in charge.

"Little friend, who are you?" The young lady glanced at Isamu Fujita, smiled and asked him what he was doing here.

"I'm Isamu Fujita, Amano Ka's friend, I'm here to play with her."

The identity of Isamu Fujita is known only to the Amano family. After all, he is a best-selling novelist, and it would be troublesome to be known.

"Ah, well, sit there and wait a moment, I'll ask."

After the young lady finished speaking, she released the temporary departure sign, turned around and went upstairs.

After a while, Amano Xiang and the young lady came down together, and Isamu Fujita greeted them with a smile, and went to the second floor with Amano Xiang.The young lady took a look, then returned to her seat and continued to be on duty.

The two sat down in the office, and the young lady spoke first: "Have you passed the exam?"

"Yeah." Fujita Isamu nodded, and took out the manuscript.

"Huh???" The young lady stood up in surprise, took the manuscript and began to read it.

Isamu Fujita looked at the fascinated young lady, smiled, sat on the sofa next to him, and began to refine chakra.

It was gradually getting dark, and the young lady also finished reading the archived manuscript, pouted with some unfinished thoughts, and then looked at Isamu Fujita who was gradually waking up from the refining state.

"Any more?"

"No, this is the amount for the next three months. I am going to practice hard in the next three months."

"...Oh, bless you." Amano Xiang blessed without any expression on her face.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

After speaking, Isamu Fujita turned and left.

"Yeah..." Amano Xiang didn't intend to give it away, and threw the manuscript on the table casually.

At night, a little girl who lost her brother lay on the table and sobbed unceasingly.

(End of this chapter)