Chapter 59: Peking University, Tsinghua University, and Sun Yat-sen University CITIC Securities has two large branches in the country, one in the capital and the other in Shenzhen. Given Song Zuoming's identity, he should spend most of his time in these two places. Chen Zhuo felt that there was only one possibility as to why he appeared in Guangzhou recently, that is, the university admission letters were about to be issued, and no matter how busy he was, he had to make time to accompany his daughter. By the way, please give Song Shiwei some guidance on stock trading, otherwise he would not have met Empress Dowager Mao in the sales department. At the end of July, Chen Zhuo received a call from his class teacher at home, reminding him to return to school to get his admission letter. Yu Xian and Wu Yu, art students who were admitted in advance, received their admission letters in mid-July. However, I heard that Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts has a rule that professional teachers don’t say anything or do anything in the first class. They just bring all students to the studio to demonstrate basic skills through copying, so as to get to know the new students. Yu Xian and Wu Yu had not touched the drawing board for a long time because of the college entrance examination, and they have been practicing madly to improve their skills recently. On the morning of July 7, Chen Zhuo and Huang Baihan agreed to go back to school together.
Dahuang always plays with his phone secretly on the bus. Whenever a girl gets on the bus, he pretends nothing has happened and hides his phone. Why did he look so afraid of being discovered? Because in order to raise money for Chen Zhuo, he also bought a Haier mobile phone for 600 yuan. The first few days were fine, he was immersed in the joy of owning a new phone, until he attended a reunion with his elementary school classmates and started to act emo when he came back. It's like a movie or TV GIF that says "Everyone uses Nokia and Motorola, but you are the only one using a Haier phone. No wonder you're stuck in traffic. You're not qualified to join this party with a Haier phone." "Chen Zhe." Da Huang came to confirm for the umpteenth time: "You must buy me a new phone at the beginning of next year." "I know I know~" Chen was somewhat speechless. But I remembered that in order to raise money for myself, my best friend not only bought a Haier phone for 600 yuan, but also a second-hand laptop for 2000 yuan. He also asked his parents for some pocket money and finally raised 1 yuan for myself. Chen felt sorry for Da Huang, patted his shoulder and consoled him: "I promise to upgrade your weapons next year and make you the most handsome guy in Huagong." Comforting him didn't have much effect. Da Huang said gloomily, "I'll still be laughed at for half a year after I go to college." "Not at all..." Chen Zhuo almost told the truth. You were a nobody in high school, and you will probably still be a nobody in college. No one will care what brand of mobile phone you use. Just like every time you enter the classroom, you always lower your head and walk quickly, thinking that everyone is looking at you, but in fact you are just paying too much attention to yourself. But when the words came to his lips, Chen Zhuo changed to a gentler suggestion: "As long as you don't join clubs, student unions, or hometown associations where people tend to compare with each other, no one will care about you in the dormitory." “…Are those places easy to compare with?” Huang Baihan thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Chen Zhuo, you haven't been to college, how do you know so much?" "Does this need to be said?" Chen Zhuo calmly replied: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. There are so many people who like to show off in high school. The pressure of studying in college is much less, so there will be more people like this."
"Oh." Huang Baihan didn't say anything else. He took out his mobile phone and refreshed the information in the QQ group, with a silly smile on his face from time to time. Before Huang Baihan attended the party, his QQ nickname was "Da Huang". It was obvious that he was imitating Chen Zhuo and just picked a name that was easy to remember and familiar. Maybe his horizons were broadened after that party, and he changed his mind to "ゞ灬斷噯沉默" after coming back, to the point that Chen Zhe didn't even want to chat with him on QQ anymore. Feel unlucky. Sometimes Chen Zhe would have an illusion that his friend’s mentality was not mature enough, and even if he gave him some advice, he might still suffer after entering university. Later, neither of them spoke. Da Huang chatted on QQ while Chen was thinking about the stock market. 除了自己家的升学宴礼金4万4，电脑手机差价1万5，大黄凑的1万5，圆圆和王长花也各拿过来2万，这就已经差不多11万多了。 Chen Zhuo has already invested all his money in China Shipbuilding stock. After a while, I will invest all my tuition and living expenses, and I estimate that I will have about 13 yuan. At the end of the year, after deducting the handling fee, paying off the debts, etc., I will have about 120 million yuan in hand... Chen was thinking while enjoying the bumpy ride on the bus, and soon arrived at the Zhixin Middle School stop. After getting off the bus, I saw several banners and congratulatory notices at the school gate from afar. It was probably to congratulate Zhixin Middle School, which had a 2007% undergraduate admission rate and a 97% key university admission rate in the 75 college entrance examination. Student Deng Qian ranked third in the province in total score, and more than students ranked first in individual subjects... Huang Baihan took a quick look and said in surprise, "In previous years, there were always people from Tsinghua University and Peking University. Why are there none this year?" Normally, there are about a dozen students from Zhizhong who are admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University every year (through the college entrance examination + early admission to the Olympic Science Competition summer camp + art students and sports students). It was written in previous years, but not this year, which means there has been a decline. But this doesn't mean anything. High schools in eastern Guangdong don't particularly pursue the admission rate to Peking University and Tsinghua University. For example, this year's Sun Yat-sen University received a large number of top students from the province and counties with scores above 670 and 680. With their grades, they can get into Peking University or Tsinghua University at any time. After arriving at the school office, I saw many classmates. They all held admission letters with red covers in their hands, and several of them were standing together chatting. Everyone has a smile on their face. If you look closely, you will find that some girls have slowly learned how to dress up. I can't wait to start my college life. The head teacher Yin Yanqiu was also talking to a few students. After noticing Chen Zhe and Huang Baihan, she quickly waved for them to come over. "Congratulations, Huang Baihan, all your efforts have paid off." Yin Yanqiu handed the admission letter to Huang Baihan with a smile. However, Yin Yanqiu was happy but also a little "complaining" about Chen Zhuo: "Chen Zhuo, I suggested your parents to apply for Peking University. Look at your score, it is just two points higher than the admission score of 650." Chen thought to himself what major I could choose in Peking University with this score, and there was even a chance that I would be rejected, but he still said: "I wasn't too sure at the time. I would have listened to Teacher Yin's advice if I had known earlier." "Are you still being polite to me?" Yin Yanqiu rolled her eyes at Chen and said, "Do you really think that the teacher knows nothing? Song Shiwei chose Zhongda, so can you still go to Peking University?"
"Haha~" Chen smiled awkwardly. He was used to being misunderstood at school. Yin Yanqiu thought that Chen Zhuo's reaction was that his thoughts were seen through, and turned around to look around: "Song Shiwei was just here... Look, she's right there!" Song Shiwei, Mou Jiawen and several other female classmates were outside the corridor. They also saw Chen Zhe. Classmate Mou excitedly waved at Chen Zhe, motioning him to come over. Chen Zhuo did not move, but started chatting with Yin Yanqiu. Only then did he understand why there was no banner with the number of admissions to Peking University and Tsinghua University hanging at the school gate. Because the difficulty of physics questions changed suddenly this year, Kang Liangsong from Class 11 and Cheng Mengyi from Class 10 both performed poorly. Kang Liangsong only scored 672, while Cheng Mengyi scored 664. For ordinary students, this score is something they wouldn't even dare to dream of. But considering their usual grades, it was really a failure. Kang Liangsong usually had a score of 680+, so he boldly applied to Peking University Guanghua School of Management, but as expected, he was rejected. His second choice was Zhongda Lingyuan. To be honest, he didn't take his second choice seriously at all. He just filled it out following Song Shiwei, and was admitted to his second choice. Now, he is hesitating between repeating a year and going to Lingyuan. Cheng Mengyi is in almost the same situation. With the addition of Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei, two promising students from Peking University and Tsinghua University, the school suddenly lost four "graduates" from Peking University and Tsinghua University. You should know that Peking University and Tsinghua University recruit about 70 students in Guangzhou every year. In previous years, Zhizhong University of Science and Technology accounted for one-fifth or one-sixth of the total number, but this year it may only be one-ninth. But relatively speaking, I have more "acquaintances" in CUHK. ······ (There is another chapter at 8pm. Please support me with your monthly votes. I will soon be entering university life.) (End of this chapter)