New Century Anime Warrior

"236 points on the final exam of the second year of high school?"

Wu Min stared at the report card in front of her, her vision blurring. What the hell was going on?

He had worked in the admissions office of the National Communication University for twenty years and had never seen such an unfamiliar score.

Even for some 2.0 or 3.0 students, no matter how weak their abilities are, they still have to go through the college entrance examination to get into the Communication University of China. Ordinary college entrance examination candidates must at least pass the undergraduate admission line to have any room for maneuver. This is a major red line set by the state and the Ministry of Education.

Art students can have their academic scores reduced to 60% of the local undergraduate admission line, but the professional exams are essentially extra tests... So, all things considered, they still need to be at the undergraduate level, right?

This is so worrying!

Why did the principal set himself up in such a difficult situation?

The thought of the author of "Voices of a Distant Star," who has recently been making headlines, delivering a devastating blow to all colleges and universities that offer animation-related majors, left Wu Min feeling utterly helpless.

Most importantly, his titles of "top animation talent" and "outstanding music talent" have been largely confirmed by the reports from CCTV and Huaqing Daily.

Why did I have such a brain fart and contact those competitive universities first?

They also had to use a lot of personal connections to finally stop these competitors, allowing their own Guochuan to contact Sihua first.

But they only agreed to bring it up a week in advance; a week later, it would be their turn to snatch players.

To Wu Min's utter surprise, this brilliant genius was surprisingly bad at academic subjects.

In a CCTV interview, they said he was a one-dimensional talent... That's practically shameless praise!

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Dean Zheng Yansheng of the School of Animation and Digital Arts has blocked his office door more than once... But with scores that are probably barely enough to get into a vocational college, how can he bring himself to help?

What? Why not block the principal's door? Dean Zheng already blocked it, but the principal shifted the blame elsewhere, so this old man is blocking his own door!

Moreover, Chen Yan, who was in charge of Universal Music's new sound ecosystem lab, slyly revealed to me that some Disney animation directors gave "Voices of a Distant Star" very high praise, which made some prestigious art schools abroad very interested in Si Hua.

The thought that this top animation talent, who was listed in the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League and mentioned by the central media, ultimately went abroad for further studies is unbearable.

The Ministry of Education's newly proposed policy of "local talent, local training" has become a joke, and the ministry leaders will be furious with the National Institute of Communication.

孽 孽!

Wu Min has never wanted to give up her responsibilities as much as she does now.

But despite her complaints, she still had to do her job. After thinking for a while, Wu Min dialed Chen Yan's number.

"Feed? Is this Mr. Chen? Or is it about Si Hua's grades...?"

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"Do I still have to take the college entrance exam?"

To be honest, Si Hua was still a little disappointed after hearing the news.

They thought that with such a huge following, they might have a chance to win a guaranteed admission to university like they did in the previous two New Concept Writing Competitions.

"There's no way around it. The New Concept Writing Competition caused too much trouble in the past few years, which made many students and parents restless. They were thinking about getting ahead of themselves all the time."

Chen Yan wasn't surprised, after all, the mainland had tightened the conditions for guaranteed admission and special enrollment in recent years, and the path of direct admission without examination had long been blocked.

Although he was very inclined to study Chinese, if Si Hua's grades were really not ideal, then he would have no choice but to go to the California Institute of the Arts, since he could get in through the recommendation system.

Not to mention that Global Greater China has several principal recommendation slots that can be manipulated every year, although the cost will be a bit higher.

"What are the specific requirements?"

"You can be exempted from the professional exam because your 'Voices of a Star' meets the requirements in terms of both quality and reputation, so you will automatically receive an A+ grade certificate in the professional exam."

Chen Yan handed over a document provided by the National Communication University and continued, "Your academic score requires 60% of the undergraduate admission line in Guangnan. Based on this year's scores, that's around 390 points. That's the minimum control line for art students. If it's any lower, there's nothing we can do."

"390 points? That seems alright?" Si Hua was somewhat pleasantly surprised by the unexpectedly low score.

Chen Yan heard Si Hua's mutterings and was somewhat speechless.

Your publicly disclosed score in your second year of high school was only 236, and in the last two monthly exams it was even less than 200. Where do you get the confidence to think that 390 is acceptable?

"However, this is the cutoff score for this year. This is your second year of the comprehensive exam, so the questions will probably be more difficult than this year, and the cutoff score will likely be even lower then."

"But you must not take any chances."

"The National Communication Department has agreed to reserve a special enrollment quota for you. You can be admitted as long as you meet the college entrance examination score. There's no rush to develop a training program."

"So your most important task right now is to get a score of 400 or higher."

Chen Yan sighed again as he spoke... In a few years, his son will also be preparing to study in mainland China. Will it be just as troublesome for him?

"...How about we consider going straight to California?"

"Stop! I think I can still be saved."

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Zhou Zhe and Chen Yu read the special recruitment instructions for the National Communication University again and again, and they were also a little troubled.

In their group of four, Zhou Zhe had above-average grades and exceptional English; Chen Yu was well-rounded in all subjects with no weaknesses; and Lin Lin, although a liberal arts student, was a well-rounded individual who could simultaneously aim for Tsinghua University, Peking University, and the University of Hong Kong.

Unfortunately, a mediocre student ended up in the ranks of the people.

For the other three students, a score of 390 is easily higher than theirs, even if they took one less major subject...

But Si Hua couldn't do it. Although his brief cramming in September showed everyone that his math, physics, and chemistry scores had improved.

But in order to compete, they fell behind again.

The team is really not clean.

"So the college entrance exam really is a mountain you can't seem to climb no matter what..."

"Yeah, that's right... But thankfully the admission scores have been lowered a lot, and there's no need to take a professional exam." Si Hua replied to her friend listlessly.

When Si Hua learned that she would have to go through another round of college entrance exams, she lost her enthusiasm and just wanted to lie down and do nothing, especially when she thought of Zhou Zhe from her previous life.

In his previous life, Zhou Zhe passed the selection exam and obtained the qualification for admission to a foreign language major outside Beijing. He received the admission notice directly without having to take the college entrance examination.

However, for the remaining months, he still stayed at school every day to attend classes and study with his classmates, because the teachers were worried that not going to school because of his guaranteed admission would cause anxiety among the students.

After all, the No. 1 High School of the city has not produced any students who were admitted to universities through special admission programs in recent years, so the students may not be very calm when they see these "privileged students".

Even though Zhou Zhe still comes to school, the teachers have long since stopped paying attention to him, as long as they don't disrupt the students' exam preparation mindset.

And this guy always exudes that "I don't mean anything by it, I just want to experience the atmosphere of the college entrance exam with you guys" vibe.

Reading extracurricular books during class, listening to portable music players during evening self-study, and burying myself in DIY projects at night... (cross out the last part).

Unfortunately, the homeroom teacher would occasionally use Zhou Zhe to reprimand the whole class: "If you all could also get the guaranteed admission qualification, I wouldn't care about you anymore, you could do whatever you want!"

No, what do you mean by that?

We agreed not to mess with students' mentality, right?

Why is the homeroom teacher leading the charge?

So what if you get accepted early?

Thinking about it this way, Si Hua felt even worse. I wanted to show off like that too!

Who can resist the feeling that during the crucial final year of high school, only you can transcend the mundane and remain calmly observing the changing world?

"I'm so jealous and disappointed..."

Si Hua couldn't hold back any longer and let out a soft wail during the homeroom teacher's physics class, which directly stung the hearts of the students around her who heard these outrageous words.

Si Hua, you're not human!

You've already secured a special admission qualification with reduced score requirements, meaning your college entrance exam score doesn't even need to reach the undergraduate cutoff for a 211 university. What's there to be disappointed about?!

This is outrageous! This is intolerable!

Mathematics committee member Qin Haojie slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Teacher Liao, Si Hua said you taught terribly."

"Yes, I heard that too!"

"Old Liao, if I were you, I really couldn't stand it."

Si Hua was shocked. How could you guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes also betray your class?!

Are they really insurmountable mountains?