Generation Z Artists

Chapter 18 You got full marks, he got super marks
Fang Xinghe didn't know how many photos of him were taken. He only knew that when the ceremony was over and everyone went their separate ways to socialize, the two reporters surrounded him whenever they had time.

The effect of deliberately increasing the appearance to 99 points is finally reflected, and it is reflected to the fullest.

The scheming boy knew that his plan was moving forward as smoothly as expected.

In a very good mood, he took the initiative to greet his good brother.

"Hello, congratulations on winning the first prize as well."

Han Han replied awkwardly: "Um, thank you for your reminder, although I don't care."

To prove what he said was true, he casually stroked his long hair.

Look, how naive.

But this is the youth that Fang Xinghe can never go back to...

Even though he cursed more foully and looked more reckless, youth is youth, and the feeling is completely different.

Fang Xinghe continued to tease Xiao Han: "Your hairstyle is very handsome, but you still need to follow my example."

Han Han's first reaction was to refute, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he immediately closed his mouth again.

Damn, I can't even cum on this, what should I do? !

"Um... doesn't your school care?"

"Never mind me. I'm giving them face by not causing trouble."

Fang Xinghe looked at his good brother with a smile in his eyes, as if he saw the most familiar stranger, or as if he saw with his own eyes a symbol of an era that he did not understand.

"Wow...you're awesome then."

It is obvious that the good brother is a little envious, and the language he uses to express shock and admiration is typical of popular language in the late 20th century.

Fang Xinghe was a little skeptical whether he would cut his long hair when they met next time.

After all, after such a strong contrast, the young Han Shao is likely to doubt his own aesthetic taste.

"You can do it too. How about dyeing it blonde?"

The dog thing instigated with ill intentions, but the scary thing is that the good brother seemed to be really considering it carefully...

Gou Fang originally wanted to tease him some more, but Chen Danya waved over here, motioning him to come over.

"Bye, we'll talk next time."

The obvious special treatment made the young man unable to hide his flattery in his eyes.

"Ahh, okay, bye!"

Fang Xinghe walked through the chaotic conference hall, holding the award certificate framed in a small frame in one hand.

The other children basically didn't dare to move.

Occasionally he would move, but his posture was restrained.

But Fang Xinghe's posture was like that of a fashion show, natural, freehand, and calm.

When I walked to the atrium, a well-mannered middle-aged man wearing glasses suddenly stopped me.

"I'm the admissions officer at Peking University. My last name is Wu. Xiao Fang, time is tight, so I'll just ask you directly: are you willing to study at Peking University?"

Fang Xinghe was stunned by the question.

Many professors, writers and even candidates around were also stunned.

Less than 14 years old... That’s ridiculous!
"I'm just in the second year of junior high school this year." Fang Xinghe responded calmly after coming back to his senses.

"I know." Teacher Wu held on to him tightly, "But we can reach an agreement. You can participate in the New Concept class again, and then I will recruit you when you are in the first year of high school. As long as you agree to come to Peking University, everything else can be discussed."

Chen Sihe from Fudan University reacted immediately and was furious: "No one would steal someone like you! How could you do that to a second-year junior high school student?"

"Why not?" Teacher Wu said proudly, "I have the authority to recruit special candidates. Do you have the authority to recruit special candidates?"

Chen Sihe didn't, so his face turned red with anger.

"Nonsense! Xiao Fang is studying hard and accumulating knowledge, you are forcing him to grow too fast!"

His face was full of righteousness when he was scolding, but when he turned to face Fang Xinghe, he became gentle and enthusiastic.

"Xiao Fang, you should go to high school first. There is no need to rush for anything else. We at Fudan University can make an exception for you..."

Wow, you guys are grabbing it right away?
Let's be a little impatient...

The candidates nearby were also talking about this, some were envious, some were jealous, and some even expressed their dissatisfaction.

Everyone won first prize, why was Fang Xinghe the only one favored?
Many young children couldn't understand it, but the judges who came over thought it was natural.

This year's New Concept Essay Competition only awards prizes but does not rank the candidates. However, there is a scoring mechanism in place when marking the semi-final papers. Three people form a group, and the papers are reviewed and proofread three times. The median score is taken and then sent to the chairman for review to determine the final score, which will be used as the basis for awarding prizes.

It is precisely because of this process that Yu Hua complained about his 2-point essay.

Similar collisions occurred more than three or five times.

Only two candidates received full votes for the first prize, which was unanimously recognized by all committee members.

However, full votes do not mean full marks. "Seeing People in the Cup" did not get full marks, and neither did "Knowing but Not Following" - it exceeded the mark.

"Xiao Fang, do you know how many points you got for your composition?"

Teacher Wu still held Fang Xinghe's hand, smiling and flattering him, showing a kind of perseverance and determination that he must have you.

Chen Sihe's face turned dark, and he was about to interrupt, but Teacher Wu spoke so quickly that he betrayed him completely on the spot.

"The full score is 100, but Professor Cao from the Chinese Department of Peking University felt that 'Knowing but Not Obedient' was more than a full score, so he gave it 110 points. But that old Professor Chen insisted on saying that full marks are beneficial because of modesty, and only gave you 99 points. Even though Professor Wang and Professor Tie were so tight-fisted, they still gave you 100 points. He just likes to pretend. What kind of behavior is this? You are obviously very good, but he insisted on pushing your head and saying that you are not good enough. How overbearing is he?!"

"You!" Hmm
Chen Sihe was so angry that his hair stood on end. He cursed, "You shameless bastard! You shameless villain!"

The teachers in charge of admissions at the nearby universities burst into laughter and started to make sarcastic remarks.

"Haha, are you stupid?"

"Cao Wenxuan was ambushing you when he was grading."

"No wonder you guys at Fudan University are not doing well in the Chinese department, look how stupid you are~~~"

"Xiao Fang, you must not go to Fudan. Old Chen is a stubborn and serious person. You will have a hard time if you become his student."

These guys knew they couldn't compete with Peking University and Fudan University, and they had no intention of poaching Fang Xinghe. Instead, they just focused on making trouble for Chen Sihe, just wanting to watch the fun without fear of causing any trouble.

The candidates nearby looked at each other, then looked at Fang Xinghe who was surrounded by so many stars, and they were so shocked that they started to swallow.

Super score?!
Damn, are you still human?
The one who won the first prize quickly hid away in shame, not wanting to see Fang Xinghe's nightmare-like face again, and even more not wanting to hear the big professors praising him again.

I was confused and tired after winning the second prize, and kept wondering: How many points does the second prize have? How far am I from Fang Xinghe?
Those who won the third prize instead crowded in, their eyes shining, happily joining in the fun and listening to the gossip.

The gap is so huge that there is really no need to think about those trivial things. Isn't it more enjoyable to just enjoy the melon?

And the good brother Han Han stood silently beside Li Qigang with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

"Don't think too much." Li Qigang comforted him gently, "Keep your current style and level. When you reach the third year of high school, you can choose any of Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University and Jiaotong University."

"Why do I have to wait until my senior year?"

Han Han's arrogant and thorny words immediately left Li Qigang completely exhausted.

"Uh..." Li Qigang hesitated, "Xiao Fang is younger and has no one to help him at home, so he might need it more..."

Excuse.

Han Han knew it very well.

He was not one to swallow his anger, so he spoke out: "You all think I'm not as good as him, right?"

Li Qigang tried to make a distinction: "How can we tell which is better or worse now?"

Of course you can see it.

Now Fang Xinghe is stronger, everyone asserts so.

The two preliminary entries, "Damn Youth" and "Sex", are so frustrating just thinking about them, they are far beyond the level of a middle school student.

Although both are rebellious, Fang Xinghe's every move is as sharp as a knife, while Han Han's articles only scratch the surface. The difference is obvious.

"What did he write?"

Facing Han Han's unwilling look, Li Qigang shook his head, sighed, and pulled him out.

Han Shao was stunned: "Huh? Where are you going?"

"I'll take you to see what he wrote."

Li Qigang smiled gently, put his arm around the boy's thin shoulders, and finally told the truth.

"See the gap clearly, work hard in the future, be brave after knowing the shame, and don't waste your talent which is second only to his."

Han Han clenched his cheeks, his blood boiling, his heart filled with anger, and his breathing became heavier.

But he didn't throw down his hands and leave.

Instead, he was aroused with the strongest sense of dissatisfaction. He strode after Li Qigang, rushed into the small review meeting room like a bull, and sat down at the desk with a sneer.

Come!
What's the difference? Show it to me!
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It's the last day, don't waste your monthly ticket o(*￣︶￣*)o
(End of this chapter)