I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

Fire in July.

The cicadas' chirping in the height of summer has not yet faded.

The results of the 2008 college entrance examination were officially released amidst great anticipation.

In an instant, the website's servers were almost overwhelmed.

Countless test-takers and their parents, filled with trepidation, entered that string of numbers that would determine their fate.

Inside Xiao Chen's courtyard house, the atmosphere was unusually calm.

Ye Huimei and Wang Jinhua sat on the sofa, their laptop screens lit up, displaying the results page.

Although they said they weren't nervous, their tightly clasped hands and stiff posture betrayed their true feelings.

Ye Huimei rubbed her hands together; her palms were covered in sweat.

"Sister Hua, how many points do you think Chenchen will get?"

She didn't actually have high expectations for her son.

This kid spent half of his senior year of high school on the set of "Titanic".

The time I can calm down and review is very limited.

She would be grateful if she could get into a top-tier university.

Wang Jinhua picked up her coffee, took a sip, and her posture was more composed than Ye Huimei's, but her eyes never left the screen.

"Don't worry, Hye-mi."

"Xiao Chen's brain is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us."

"Besides, so what if I don't do well on the test?"

She abruptly changed the subject, revealing the seasoned experience of a top-tier agent.

"If we do well on the exam, we'll be the top students in the entertainment industry, positive role models."

"If he doesn't do well on the exam, we'll release a press release saying, 'For the sake of art, the young film star reluctantly abandons his studies.'"

"Those who became famous at a young age but didn't study all say this, so we are in an invincible position, whether we are right or wrong."

That's true, but who doesn't want their child to be more outstanding?

On the other side of the living room, Xiao Chen himself was wearing headphones, leaning back in a beanbag chair, holding a thick script in his hand.

On the cover of the script, the words "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" were written in bold, flamboyant strokes.

He seemed indifferent to everything on the other side of the computer screen.

Ye Huimei finally couldn't hold back and yelled at her son.

"Chenchen! Come here! The scores are out!"

Xiao Chen then took off his headphones, walked over lazily, and casually replied.

"Oh, it's out."

Ye Huimei and Wang Jinhua exchanged a glance, feeling both annoyed and amused.

The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuch is; it's really frustrating.

Wang Jinhua urged.

"Quickly, enter your admission ticket number."

Xiao Chen bent down, his slender fingers tapping a few times on the keyboard before pressing the Enter key.

Page redirection.

Rows of subjects and scores were clearly displayed before the three of them.

Chinese: 148.

Mathematics: 150.

English: 150.

Science combined: 300.

Total score: 748.

It was followed by a provincial ranking: 1.

A deathly silence fell over the living room.

The air seemed to freeze.

Ye Huimei's eyes widened and her mouth slightly open.

She stretched out her fingers, trembling, and counted the numbers one by one.

"One...ten...hundred..."

She couldn't believe her eyes.

Wang Jinhua was also stunned.

She had seen many storms and thought she was already at peace with herself.

But the score she received was still far beyond her expectations.

748 point?

National top science student?

What a joke!

She even subconsciously checked her admission ticket number.

That's right.

It belongs to Xiao Chen.

She then refreshed the page, but the score remained stubbornly there.

Bright red, glaringly bright.

It carries a sense of unreal absurdity.

Snapped--!

Ye Huimei slapped her thigh suddenly, snapping out of her petrified state, and let out a scream that pierced the roof.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Top scholar!"

"My son is the top scorer in the imperial examination!"

She hugged Xiao Chen tightly, laughing and crying with excitement, tears and snot streaming down her face.

"My God!"

"The ancestral graves of the Xiao family are emitting auspicious smoke!"

Wang Jinhua finally came to her senses, took off her glasses, and rubbed her temples vigorously.

I feel like this world is becoming more and more surreal.

She pointed at Xiao Chen, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"you……"

"What kind of monster are you, kid?!"

Xiao Chen was being strangled by his mother so tightly he could barely breathe.

Having finally managed to break free, he looked at the two women who were so agitated they had lost their composure, and could only shrug helplessly.

"good."

good????

Ye Huimei and Wang Jinhua choked at the same time.

Is this what you call "okay"?

Are you trying to leave all the test takers in the country with nowhere to go?

The next second, the home phone, Ye Huimei's cell phone, and Wang Jinhua's cell phone rang.

As if they had planned it together, all three communication devices started ringing frantically at the same time.

A nationwide battle for Xiao Chen has officially begun.

"Hello! We are from the Admissions Office of Tsinghua University! Congratulations to Xiao Chen on achieving the top score in the national science exam!"

Ye Huimei answered the phone, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, teacher!"

An excited voice kept coming from the other end of the phone.

"Ms. Ye, Qinghua University has decided that as long as Xiao Chen applies to our school, we will provide him with a scholarship of 80 yuan."

"And we guarantee he'll get into the Yao Class, founded by Turing Award winner Academician Yao Qizhi!"

"Combined Bachelor's, Master's, and Doctoral Degree Program!"

"The school will provide him with a top-notch team of mentors!"

Ye Huimei covered her mouth.

"What? Eight... eight hundred thousand? That much?"

"How can you get such a high scholarship?"

Although her son's salary for one movie is hundreds of times that amount.

But it feels different!

This was given to me by the school!

It's an honor!

Before she could process the news, Wang Jinhua's phone rang.

The voice of the admissions office came through the phone.

"Ms. Wang, I'm from Beidu University!"

"On behalf of Beidu University, we sincerely invite Xiao Chen! The terms are negotiable!"

"We are willing to tailor a training program specifically for him, allowing him to directly enter our Yuanpei Academy and choose any major!"

"Scholarships? We have 200,000 more than Qinghua! A million!"

From those two calls onward, calls came in one after another.

Fudan University, Shanghai Jiao Tong University, Zhejiang University...

All the top 985 universities in China have gone crazy.

The admissions office called directly into Ye Huimei and Wang Jinhua's personal cell phones, demonstrating an astonishing level of influence.

An hour later, Ye Huimei had been on the phone so many times that her mouth was dry and her mind was blank.

She was in a state of euphoria, feeling as if she were walking on clouds.

What does it mean to bring honor to one's ancestors?

This is!

In the living room, Wang Jinhua would quickly jot something down in her notebook every time she hung up a phone call.

His expression was serious, as if he were directing a business negotiation involving hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Qinghua, Yao Class, scholarship of 80 yuan."

"Beidu, Yuanpei College, scholarship 100 million."

"Fudan University offers direct PhD programs and provides independent research laboratories."

Each condition she read out was enough to send any ordinary family into a frenzy of joy.

However, the real climax has only just begun.

The phone rang again, this time from an unfamiliar Beijing landline number.