Exam

Two sad individuals marked in the face from the study, oppressed for weeks from arrogant books, they were approached to the desk. One upset the chair on which had sat. The other didn't succeed in detaching him her from the fund of the pants, that was all wet of his more dirty secretions because of the anxious wait.
The teacher checked the two leaflets meticulously. "One comes from me and the other from my assistant...." Evidently it was hastened some uproar in the classroom: " ...indeed, she with the chair comes from me that from the prof.Lippa there is already one of it."
Had a good time by this his beaten the prof.Cippa it was looked smiling for looking for consents but the stage because of the tension that reigned in the classroom around it was completely lethargic to whatever humor, and therefore it didn't get of it. Of however this didn't notch certain his popularity, in how much it didn't possess of it, rather... "You don't laugh eh!"?. And so saying didn't loosen the smile, rather him wide to all the teeth: it was now clearly of wickedness.
The prof.Lippa was nicer, churches immediately: "Has he studied enough"?. The register n.53521 had not established the tactic from to follow during the interview yet, if bold or timid, and it was limited to a neutral: I hope it. Me no!. The examination started this way.

The first question went a little good for both, but it was only an entreè. The difficult questions now started. The most awful the prof.Cippa did it so much that they were folded up to examining him the knees.
"Who knows thing has done rather than to study. I know the students as her, for you the vacations never end... By the way, beautiful day truth today"?. Indeed it was a beautiful day of end summer, still warm but ventilated, mantled of the shine of the clear sky crossed to intervals from flocks of migratory birds. The student naïvely smiled. You darken!. Screams suddenly Cippa. "Darken! You darken, heck"!.
They entered some black school janitors as sextons, that the Venetians darkened, therefore going out they were stopped to the desk from now on beating the heels and lifting the tense right arm from now on to them.
This finds time her of the teacher a lot of liked to his/her assistant and two professorial they were upset by the chairs sneering in manner decomposed in front to the look frozen of the presents in the classroom,: the agreement among them was perfect.
From his song the prof.Lippa intended to take back the interrogation with the same style affable. "It doesn't also seem to me very devoted to I study it; rather you have frequented my course? It doesn't seem of to ever have it sight to me." And to tall voice he/she asked the crowd: "Someone has prepared to testify that the here present has frequented my course"?. Intimidated, only some between the most narrow friends of the register n.53900 lifted the arm, and only to half almost with the fear to be seen. A group of Lefter, denied straight servilely to tall voice to have him, with the clear intent to earn influence in the department of Cippa-Lippa. It is again turn to him: "Not many as her same it is able to ascertain, and however not reliable: this plays to his disfavor naturally. You look, to help him to go out of the guana in which one is outcast I will still ask a question to her non a lot of difficulty." Obviously it was maddish.

"Teacher looks, it is better perhaps that I return next time", and he made the action to lengthen the hand toward his/her own book left on the desk before undergoing to the inquisition. " Stop "! Cippa did abandoning his own examination, and with a leap I immobilize the hand made bloodless from the terror crushing it on the table through a whips from horseman: "You won't have thought at all that I leave her to go so simply away? First ...Io beat her between the ' platoon!'" it exclaimed howling in front of the student that withdrew frightened reaching an anxious distance from his own hand. The lights were grown weak and from the void one they appeared about ten teachers of the same department of Cippa-Lippa dressed in big livery, that they were prepared in two wings between the desk and the door of the classroom; Cippa-Lippas were moved to light footsteps on the threshold. The classroom fù invested by the notes of the introduction de ' Also sprach Zarathustra', and a spot illuminated the pale face of the ' condamned', that to slow footsteps taken to cross the squad. The teachers took the semblances of Satyrs, and to turn they were worried of to slap him with the University Book, launching terrible insults to him that nevertheless nobody between the presents succeeded in hearing because of the noise of the music. And nobody would have succeeded there however. In fact in the depth of the surrounding obscurity, uttering left squeaking, from every ravine of the classroom, from in mean the students' legs, from inside the closets, from the cracks of the plaster acrid puffs sulfureis went out, and with them gnomes, witches, furious devils, repugnant creeping and dribbling animals, and all sneered and they, they palpated and they caressed the miserable registers of the Faculty of Engineering, and they forced them to also laugh them, and to mock their companion covered by the shame of the failure.

The poor boy nevertheless, he was attracted by the magnetic look of his investigator that he had picked up his Royal semblances of Vampire of the Transilvania, and account was not even made to be walking afoot barefoot on a carpet of ardent brands quickly predisposed by some satanassos: nothing he felt, only that look that unpitily pierced through it and called him to oneself. Reaches the fund of the infamous human corridor, in last correspondence mighty full orchestral, in the middle of the explosion of thousand colors of games deriving pyrotechnics from what was by now the house of Baba-Yaga, was heard a voice that overhung the immense din as a deriving rumble from the abysses of who knows what hell: Rejected!.

An instant after the classroom was introduced normal, as if nothing had happened, and Cippa, in his usual held by engineer teacher, near the door, it tore with fury the statino and him leaving from the senseless 53900. "And it is now your turn 53521... but where is he ended, curse"?. A breath of air I caress him in full face: it originated from the window behind the closed Venetian, whose foils of metal brought a marked deformation. The glass had broken, and on the sharp edges of the fractures they to the sun drops of red blood. "Accursed! The dogs soon!" Cippa howled. With to make satisfied Lippa it was limited to observe that not us n'era need, in how much the window was found to the fifth floor. "Accursed! Accursed!" the teacher repeated tightening the fists and melanconicamente wearing out each other to the ground, not yet satiated. A Catholicist was approached to him and in an excess of servility it set him on the shoulders the jacket, as he had seen to make thousand times in the films projected in parish.