Chapter 03: Secret love for them ()

The next day, July 28, 2084.

The day for applying for college applications.

Early in the morning, Yang Jun rode his bicycle to the classroom of Class 8, Grade 3, and waited silently.

He was in a bad mood if he didn't get into the undergraduate program.

It’s not because he is better at undergraduate degree, but because the girls he likes have all been admitted to undergraduate degree.

Not as good as them...

He scored 436 points.

His favorite girl, Liu Xiaoru, only scored 184 points, but she was able to get a bachelor's degree, but he couldn't because she studied music and the score required for cultural courses was very low.

Guan Lan only scored 227 points, and she was able to get an undergraduate degree because she practiced bel canto and her cultural courses required low scores.

Meng Yu scored 162, and she could also go to undergraduate degree. Because she studied painting, she could go to undergraduate degree only if she got 150 points in the cultural subject.

Shangguan Qin is not a music student or a painting student. She is also the girl Yang Jun likes, but her grades have always been very good. This time she got 514 points and her undergraduate degree is the only thing she can do.

Wu Mingjing's is also very beautiful! She can score 90 points in her appearance, often wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and has a good temperament!

She also reached the line and got 502.

On the day the college entrance examination scores came out, all the few smiles on Yang Jun's face disappeared.

They are already as beautiful as flowers and have a wealthy family. Now they are all going to graduate from undergraduates, but he can only go to junior college.

It was from that day that he started playing games. Today there were only fourteen people in a huge classroom, and there were only four boys with Yang Jun.

When Yang Jun came in, the others just glanced at him expressionlessly and turned their heads again. This was not the case before. When Yang Jun entered the classroom, at least a few people would smile at him.

Today is very abnormal, the classroom is very quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel stuffy.

It’s not that everyone suddenly became indifferent, but because they didn’t get into the undergraduate program, everyone was in a bad mood.

In the next class 6 and 7, none of the two ordinary liberal arts classes were admitted to undergraduate classes, but the atmosphere there was completely different from that in Class 8.

There was laughter and joy, and the atmosphere was very warm.

It further contrasts the desolation of Class 8.

The entire classroom seemed to be shrouded in a sense of end of the road.

"Dingling..."

I sat for a while and the school bell rang.

Yang Jun glanced at the watch on his left wrist.

8:30.

It was the first class in the past.

The ringtone rang for a minute as usual, and then the head teacher soon walked in through the front door of the classroom with a stack of volunteer tables in his hand.

The head teacher had a bright smile on his face, which was more cheerful than before.

"Are you rich?"

Someone muttered.

This year, the number of students who have reached the undergraduate level in Class 8 is much more than in any previous year. As the head teacher of Class 8, I must have received a lot of bonuses.

So many people are disgusted when they see the head teacher’s bright smile today.

"Uh-huh!"

The head teacher strode to the podium and said to the dozen people sitting in the class with a look of spring breeze, "What? Are you in a bad mood today?"

"nonsense……"

Someone below whispered to retort.

The head teacher heard it, but maybe because he understood everyone's mood, he pretended not to hear it.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Look up your head! Look at your cowardly look! Where is the momentum of our Class 8? Look at Class 6 and Class 7! Who is not better than them? Look at their happiness, and look at your Chicken-like appearance? Is your father dead or your mother married? Didn't you just not get into the undergraduate degree? Isn't it? The worst grades in our class are only 21 points worse than the undergraduate line! Most of the people you are sitting in today are not lucky! That's just a few points worse! Just because of the difference, it means that you are all garbage? Can it prove that you are all waste?"

"Think about it carefully! When you were taking the junior high school entrance exam, which one of you was not the top student in your school? How many people have you exceeded? How many people have you eliminated in order to enter key classes in three years of high school? Have you calculated carefully?"

"No! You are all very good! But just because you are so few points away from being unable to go to undergraduate school, it is like you can never turn over. Is this necessary?"

"The people in Class 6 and Class 7 did not do the same as you, but they were very happy! You are better than them, but what about you?"

"I have always believed that the people in our Class 8 are the best! It's not that you are not excellent when you are not good, it's that you don't work hard, it's just that the number of students admitted to undergraduates is too limited, so that even you good students with excellent character and academic performance cannot be fully admitted. This is not your fault! So! Everyone raised their heads! This time you are one step slower than some people, but how old are you? They are only around 20 years old! Many people don't even have 20 years old! You still have a lot of time to catch up with the distance you have fallen behind! As long as you can maintain the three years of hard work in high school! As long as you know your shame and be brave! As long as you haven't given up on yourself, you absolutely have no need to look down on yourself! Because you are all from our Class 8 of our Class 3! They are the best! They are the best!"

"Baoba!!!"

Everyone applauded, and everyone was moved by the class teacher's bitter words.

When the eyes swept over Class 6 and the smiling faces of the 7th class, the corners of everyone's mouths were unconsciously raised slightly. The feeling of superiority and looking down came back to their bodies again.

When filling out the application form, the head teacher wrote the names of nine universities, including the University of Science and Technology, Tongji University, Sun Yat-sen University, Hunan University of Technology, and Huaishui University on the blackboard.

Everyone stopped writing and looked at him in confusion.

"Teacher! What are you writing these?"

A girl sitting in the front row was very curious.

"oh!"

Putting down the chalk, the head teacher pointed to the names of nine universities on the blackboard and said, "This is it! It is the nine schools that all the students in our class have applied for!"

"All students only applied to these nine schools?"

Everyone was surprised, and a boy asked everyone’s questions.

Yes! No one has ever heard of any class of students who fill out their applications only within the scope of these few universities.

Hearing this question, the head teacher smiled proudly.

"This is my idea!"

He said.

"I think instead of going their separate ways, one person or two people attending a strange school in a strange city, it is better to organize everyone to narrow the scope of the school they are applying for, and try not to be too dispersed as much as possible. For example, at the University of Science and Technology, there are four people in our class who have filled in the application. In the future, the four of them can take care of each other in the same school, and they can also help each other after graduation. For example, Huaishui University, Huaishui University, which is very close to our hometown, has nine people in our class who have filled in the application. In the future, they will take care of each other and walk more. How good is it to be alone in a strange university? "

He paused and instead advised everyone.

"So! I hope that when you are here today, you should try to choose majors in these nine universities! Don't worry! Although these universities are quite famous, they all have many junior college majors. You can find a major that you are interested in in these nine schools. Everyone said okay? Are you willing to listen to my advice from the teacher?"

"Yes! Yes! Hehe..."

Everyone agreed with a smile, and the class teacher's reason moved everyone, including Yang Jun.

Yes! If there are a few old classmates in college, it is better than one person, right?

"Teacher! Can we know which school the people in our class choose?"

When filling out the application form, a boy asked the class teacher for it.

"Oh! OK! OK! OK! Of course!"

The head teacher hurriedly agreed to go to the office to get a form.

The first line above the table is the name of the nine universities.

There is a list of students' names below each university. Obviously, they are all filling out the list of students who apply for that university.

As soon as this table was brought, everyone surrounded it. The table was placed on the podium. Everyone was looking around with their necks stretched out, while the head teacher smiled and returned to the office.

Fortunately, there were only a dozen people filling out the application today, and everyone could see the content on the form around.

Yang Jun stood behind the crowd and quietly looked at the names of classmates on the table.

To be precise, he was looking for the names of girls he liked.

Wu Mingjing!

Yang Jun first found the girl with a very good English.

Unfortunately, there are no names from Liu Xiaoru and the others in that column, which means that Liu Xiaoru and the others chose the Wu Mingjing school.

Yang Jun looked at the school name above the column with some conscience.

——Tongji University.

Shaking his head, Yang Jun continued to look for the names of the other four girls.

"Um?"

Yang Jun's eyes suddenly lit up.

Guan Lan, Liu Xiaoru, Meng Yu, Shangguan Qin.

The names of the four of them were actually together.

Guan Lan is a bel canto practitioner, and she is an absolute beauty!

Sweet face, bulging figure and tilted back
To be continued...