Chapter 44: Wanting to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine with it, but it doesn’t look the same. Young man travels After listening to Chen Zhuo's description, Zhao Yuanyuan felt that Wang Changhua didn't seem very interesting, so she turned to ask Chen Zhuo and Huang Baihan: "Brother, what major are you going to apply for?" "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll discuss it with my parents when I get home tonight." Huang Baihan speaks the truth. "Me..." Chen Zhe originally wanted to keep it a secret. Then he heard Yu Xian say behind him: "Director Chen, are you going to wait for someone's decision, and then fly together?" "Brother Bai Han." Zhao Yuanyuan secretly asked Da Huang: "Why is there a sour taste in the tone of cosplay sister?" Huang Baihan chuckled and said, you’ll have to ask your brother Chenzhe.
That night, Chen Zhuo showed Yu Xian his QQ friends and confirmed that Song Shiwei was not added, thinking that he had proved his innocence. As a result, the rumors in the school were so outrageous that whenever Chen Zhe's name appeared, there would inevitably be a question: "What about Song Shiwei?" In addition, the physical exercises during breaks were also stopped, so Chen Zhuo and Yu Xian had one less opportunity to meet each other every day. So, Yu Xian felt a little jealous. She didn't hide it at all, it was clearly written on her pretty face, and she would come over and tease Chen whenever she had the chance. Chen Zhuo was not angry. He looked at Yu Xian half-jokingly and half-seriously and said, "How about I listen to you? I'll study whatever major you choose." "Okay~, then you can study at Guangmei with me!" Yu Xian raised her head and glanced at Chen Zhe with her watery eyes. She seemed arrogant and fierce, but in fact she was charming and a little sweet. Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts is one of the eight major art academies in the country. Yu Xian and Wu Yu have already passed the school's professional joint examination. As long as they wait for their college entrance examination scores to pass the passing line, they will receive an admission notice and do not need to worry about filling out their applications. Chen took a sip of the cool Coke and said, "Guangmei is not impossible, I have to go home and do some work first." "What work?" Huang Baihan asked curiously. "To persuade my parents." Chen smiled and said, "See if you can return to the second year of high school and take art again." "Cut~" Huang Baihan and Zhao Yuanyuan thought it was just polite talk and waved their hands in disdain. Only Yu Xian looked at Chen steadily, pursed her red lips, and said provocatively: "If you return to the second year of high school, I will return with you!" The two looked at each other for a while, and Yu Xian's gaze was firm and unwavering.
Chen smiled gently and did not continue the topic. "Coward~" Yu Xian muttered quietly, and then asked angrily: "Are your uncle and aunt planning to let you go to the capital to study at university?" Chen scored 654 in the first mock exam, 658 in the second mock exam and 671 in the third mock exam. As long as he maintains this score, he can barely reach the admission score of Peking University and Tsinghua University. The status of "Tsinghua University and Peking University" in the hearts of Chinese people is different. If it were an ordinary student, he might rush into it regardless of any professional issues and then change his major later. In fact, it is very difficult to change majors in Peking University or Tsinghua University, and the GPA requirement is very high. Considering Chen's English level after his rebirth and his passion for learning, it is probably unlikely. Therefore, his first choice was still Economics at Lingnan College of CUHK, a major that could be used for entrepreneurship or civil service examination. But when he heard Yu Xian ask this, Chen Zhuo deliberately said jokingly: "Yes, I'm going to the capital." "Oh~" Hearing the result, Yu Xian was not surprised at all. He lowered his head and operated the checkout machine to pay the bills for several customers. Chen Zhe was a little surprised now, and couldn't help asking: "I'm going to the capital to study at university, will you come to see me?" "Of course...I will!" Yu Xian raised his head and said crisply: "But you have to take me to eat delicious food!" Chen Zhuo curled his lips and said, "The airfare from Yuecheng to the capital is very expensive." "fool!" Yu Xian lifted her wine-red hair, looked like she had never seen the world, and said proudly, "You can take the train. It only takes a little over a day, and one plane ticket can be used to buy several train tickets..." "Hey~" Wu Yu was beside him and sighed: "It's hopeless, it's really hopeless..." After enough joking, Chen Zhuo finally said seriously: "I plan to go to Sun Yat-sen University. Mainly, it's not safe to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University with this score. It also saves you from traveling back and forth in the future." "Really?" Yu Xian suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with incredible surprise. Chen Zhuo nodded: "We have discussed this at home, and we have also consulted Teacher Yin for her opinion. She even regrets that there will be one less person admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University this year." "Except for the two who didn't need to go to school because they participated in the competition and were guaranteed admission, only Deng Qian, Kang Liangsong and Song Shiwei were able to go to Peking University and Tsinghua University." Chen added this sentence casually. He knew that Song Shiwei would choose Zhongda, but he said this on purpose to clear himself in front of Yu Xian. In fact, Yu Xian didn't even pay attention to this. She was happy that she could stay in the province. She waved her hand and said cheerfully: "Don't leave tonight. Let's go eat hot pot after get off work!" Yu Xian wore a corset apron today. The "waving" action not only revealed her slender waist, but also made her breasts look fuller and curvier. "No wonder there is a kind of bellyband style that looks like an apron in sexy lingerie." Chen thought to himself that it turned out that women's body advantages could be fully displayed.
"Chen Zhe, Wang Changhua is coming over with a violin case on her back." At this time, Huang Baihan looked outside through the glass and couldn't help but joked: "From a distance, it looks like he's carrying an AK." "What JK? I don't think about JK..." Chen Zhuo thought that Da Huang had seen through his thoughts and immediately denied it. "Who mentioned JK?" Huang Baihan asked in confusion. "Oh, nothing, where are the flowers?" Chen shook his head without changing his expression. He took a look and found that Wang Changhua was not only wearing a trendy short-sleeved shirt and shorts, but also wearing a pair of frog-shaped sunglasses, and she also had a guitar case on her back. Even on a crowded pedestrian street, this outfit is cool enough. "What a pity that I was born more than ten years earlier!" Chen Zhuo suddenly felt that Changhua was born at the wrong time. If it were after 2020, would a rapper like him still be without a girlfriend? "Xiaoyu, a friend of mine is coming. Can you please bring me a bottle of Coke?" Chen turned and said to Wu Yu. It's a pity that it's 2007 now. Even Wu Yu spat silently when she saw Wang Changhua walk in: "What a conspicuous bag! No wonder she got beaten." That night they saw the injured Wang Changhua at the police station, and listened to Chen's account of what happened. Anyway, they felt... Going to the same high school as this guy, I felt as if I hadn’t done well in the high school entrance exam. Wang Changhua didn't know what impression girls had of him, but he enjoyed the feeling of having all the attention focused on him. He sat down in front of Chen Zhe carelessly and deliberately took out his guitar case and placed it on his lap. "Changhua, why do you want to bring a guitar..." Chen Zhuo just opened his mouth to ask. Wang Changhua suddenly interrupted: "Chen Zhe, how do you know I can play Jay Chou's "Qilixiang", "Dongfengpo", "Qianliwai"... " Just like calling out the names of dishes, he named more than ten songs in one breath before stopping. Chen shook his head and was speechless. Wang Changhua simply dressed up, feeling extremely happy, then pushed up her sunglasses and looked around, asking doubtfully, "Has the 170 Pure Girls' High School girl not arrived yet?" "Bah!" Wu Yu put the soda on the table, stared at Wang Changhua and said, "My shoes are 170, is that enough?" Wang Changhua was scolded for a while, and obediently drank two sips of Coke. Looking at Wu Yu's pretty face, he couldn't help but ask, "Who is this beauty? She looks familiar." "The student studying fine arts in Senior 1 () is called Wu Yu." Chen Zhuo kindly reminded, "But I've seen you at your most embarrassing moment. I suggest you just have a chat honestly." "If you say something like that, who hasn't reached a low point in life?"
Wang Changhua said confidently: "With my talent, I can easily date a few campus beauties when I go to college." Chen Zhuo didn't follow his boasting and asked curiously, "Which university do you plan to attend?" "Zhongda..." "Ok?" "Next to Zhongda University, next to Huashi University... Guangzhou University!" “It’s vast.” Chen Zhuo understood. In 2007, Guangda University was still a crappy second-tier university, a university that even Guangzhou locals didn't want to attend. But this school worked hard later and gradually developed into a first-class university. Of course, there is still a big gap between it and those 985211 universities. But it doesn’t matter. Since Chen Zhe asked Wang Changhua to come to the convenience store, it means he plans to take him with him. We must not let Brother Hua, who is fighting against injuries, shed blood, sweat and tears! Throughout the afternoon, Chen Zhuo, Huang Baihan, Zhao Yuanyuan, and Wang Changhua were chatting in the convenience store, talking about teachers, classmates, and their visions for the future... Yu Xian and Wu Yu would also come over from time to time to join in the conversation. Although everyone is still facing the pressure of the college entrance examination, and occasionally frowns when thinking about it, or even sighs deeply, but chatting with friends is really stress-relieving. Laughter and enthusiasm abound. This feeling is like a candle called "youth", which was knocked down in the rain, but still burning wetly. At 7 o'clock in the evening, the store manager came to take over the shift and took them to a nearby hot pot restaurant for dinner. The red oil at the bottom of the pot was bubbling and emitting an irresistible aroma. Several people raised their orange juice glasses together: "Keep working hard one month from now, we are closer to our dreams than ever before!" “Follow your dreams and live up to your youth!” "cheers!!!" ······ (High school is almost over, and the more exciting college life will soon be here.) (End of this chapter)