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Principal Wang raised his head and looked at Chen Mo, his eyes holding a light that Chen Mo had never seen before.

That wasn't the kind of radiance a principal would show when looking at students.

Rather, it is a witness observing the brilliance of history.

"The exam papers will be collected, archived, and locked in a filing cabinet, where ordinary people will never see them in their lifetime."

"But this one."

He looked down at the paper in his hand.

"This was written by your own hand. The pen is here, the paper is here, the ink is here. It's alive."

His fingers gently traced the paper, as if afraid of hurting it if he pressed too hard.

"The original post of the only perfect score essay in the history of the college entrance examination."

"after."

"It will remain in our school's history museum."

"Ten years from now, a hundred years from now, people will still come to see it."

He raised his head, his voice resolute.

"Our alma mater is proud of you."

Chen Mo looked at him and thought to himself, "This is not pride in me, but pride in Wang Bo."

Principal Wang carefully folded the paper.

Then he patted Chen Mo on the shoulder.

The force was neither too light nor too heavy, carrying the warmth of an elder.

"Oh, right."

He suddenly remembered something.

"Don't forget to tell your parents and share the good news with them."

Chen Mo's expression changed slightly.

"Such a big deal."

Principal Wang's tone carried the nagging of someone who had been through it all.

"Your parents must be overjoyed. Make a call right away, but don't let them hear it from someone else."

Chen Mo did not respond.

He simply nodded, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to begin.

Chen Mo turned and walked towards the door.

Su Wanci followed.

As the two passed by the admissions officers, no one stopped them.

The teachers were still standing next to those A4 sheets of paper covered in writing, as if they were frozen in place, their eyes fixed on the words on the paper, muttering to themselves.

The meeting room only came alive again after Chen Mo and Su Wanci disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"This student..."

Professor Li from Tsinghua University was the first to speak, his voice slightly unsteady.

"I must win, no matter the cost."

No one refuted him.

It's not because I don't want to refute it, but because everyone is thinking the same thing.

Professor Zhang from Peking University remained silent.

She just stood there, watching those few sheets of paper being tucked into Principal Wang's notebook.

A light flashed in his eyes. It wasn't disappointment, but a stronger determination, ignited by something.

The female teacher from Fudan University sighed, a very long sigh, as if she was lamenting that she had arrived too late, or as if she was lamenting what she had seen that day.

"Let's go."

The teacher from Zhejiang University said there was a strange calmness in his voice.

"Walk?"

The female teacher from Fudan University glanced at him.

"Where to?"

"Go back," the teacher from Zhejiang University said. "Make a phone call."

"Who should I call?"

The teacher from Zhejiang University glanced at her, his eyes conveying a sense of "Why haven't you realized it yet?"

"Call his parents."

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed.

Everyone looked at the teachers from Zhejiang University at the same time, and then at President Wang at the same time.

What did he just say?

"Don't forget to tell your parents."

Correct.

That's right.

This is it.

Professor Li from Tsinghua University was the first to react and immediately headed for the door.

His strides were long and fast, almost like he was racing, showing none of the composure he had when he said "goodbye" earlier.

"Teacher Li, you..."

"I'll go first!"

Teacher Li's voice drifted back from the corridor, but it was already far away.

Professor Zhang from Peking University followed closely behind, her high heels striking a rapid series of drumbeats on the floor.

She took out her phone as she walked.

Fingers flew across the screen, swiping names rapidly.

He kept muttering things like "parents' contact information" and "quick search".

The third female teacher from Fudan University rushed out. She ran a few steps and then turned back, grabbing the pen that Chen Mo had used on the table.

The pen cap was still lying to one side, and the ink was still wet.

She stuffed the pen into her bag and kept running.

"That pen is mine!"

Principal Wang called out from behind.

No one looked back.

Several admissions officers rushed out of the meeting room like a gust of wind.

The meeting room finally fell completely silent.

Principal Wang stood still.

He was holding the notebook containing the original manuscript of "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng".

He shook his head as he looked at the empty doorway.

"These people."

He muttered something under his breath.

"Each one is more shrewd than the last."

The corners of his mouth turned up.

He glanced down at the notebook in his hand and tapped the cover lightly with his fingers.

"Our alma mater is proud of you."

He repeated it again, this time in a very soft voice, as if he were talking to himself.

Outside the window, the sun is shining brightly.

At the same time.

On a certain beach, the sunlight was dazzlingly white.

Several middle-aged men and women dressed in floral shirts and beach skirts sat under a parasol, with coconuts, juice and some tropical fruits they couldn't name in front of them.

Chen Mo's parents were among them.

Chen's father leaned back in his recliner, his sunglasses pushed up to his forehead, revealing his sunburnt face.

He was holding a bottle of ice-cold beer, with a thin layer of water droplets condensing on the bottle and dripping down the glass.

Chen Ma sat on the recliner next to her, a magazine half-read on her lap, but her eyes were not on the magazine.

She gazed at the distant sea, her eyes somewhat vacant.

This trip was arranged by my relatives.

The whole family, including all the aunts and uncles, chartered a bus and traveled all the way from their hometown to Siya.

It was described as a "family gathering".

But Chen Mo's parents knew the truth.

It's just an excuse to go out and have some fun.

As for Chen Mo's college entrance exam, no one mentioned it.

They didn't mention it themselves.

It's not that I don't want to mention it.

I dare not mention it.

They were well aware of Chen Mo's grades.

The teacher always says the same thing at every parent-teacher meeting.

"The child is very hardworking, but their foundation is relatively weak."

"If I work a little harder, I might be able to get into a second-tier university."

The second-tier university cutoff score was all they expected from Chen Mo's college entrance exam.

The results haven't been released yet, but they've already prepared themselves mentally.

If you don't have expectations, you won't be disappointed.

"sister in law!"

A voice came from behind.

Chen Ma turned her head.

The person walking over was her sister-in-law.

Chen Mo's aunt, Chen's father's sister.

Two relatives were also with Aunt Chen.

One is my eldest aunt, and the other is my second maternal aunt.

The three people walked over and stopped in front of Chen Mo's parents' parasol.

"Sister-in-law, are you two just hiding here having some peace and quiet?"

Aunt Chen's voice always has the same tone.

Not too high, not too low.

But just enough for everyone around to hear.

"We've already gone for a swim in the sea, and you're still sitting here."

Aunt Chen smiled and said, "It's nice to soak up some sun."

Aunt Chen sat down on the empty chair next to her.

Put down the juice glass.

His gaze swept over Chen's parents' faces.

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