Jiang Xianrou: "She said she came to take an independent admissions exam. There are only two schools in Beijing taking the independent admissions exam today, one is Qingdao University and the other is Nanjing University..."
Tsinghua University and Nanjing University are both top-notch universities in China. Needless to say, Nanjing University has a score above the cutoff, and Tsinghua University is even more difficult to pass if you are not the top scorer.
It would be ridiculous for Qiao to take the exam at any school with that score!
Mr. Jiang also knew that only two universities in Beijing were eligible to recruit students independently. He was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.
Seeing that he was in a low mood, Jiang Zongnan said at a loss: "Never mind studying at Tsinghua University? I wonder if Tsinghua University..." can I go through the back door?
He swallowed his words, unable to speak.
His father came from an education background. He was an educator of the older generation and had the pride of a scholar. Ever since he was young, he had disliked the practice of going through the back door.
The requirements for future generations are even stricter. They have taken their own exams since childhood and studied wherever they passed. Including Xianrou, Jiang Li and others, they all have the same requirements.
At first, Jiang Li failed to pass the exam and was three points short of the top line.
Three points is not much to say, but anyone with family connections can get Jiang Li admitted to a major school.
Many respectable people in Beijing would do this, but the old man refused to let go. Later, the old man's students personally ran to his home and politely mentioned to him that they were willing to help, but the old man refused.
Finally, Jiang Li read two books.
Went to play music.
It wasn't that he couldn't see the old man refusing to help in the first place, but he just said that the old man was extremely stubborn when it came to the back door.
We cannot accept this trend in the current circle.
But thinking about that result... Jiang Zongnan had a headache just thinking about it. His eyes were filled with helplessness. He pressed his forehead and didn't know how to solve this matter.
Tsingtao University is not an ordinary university. If it were an ordinary university, he could go beyond the old man and go to the principal to propose a donation to build a building and change Qiao Nian's admission quota.
It just happened to be Qingda University...
When dinner arrived at home, the table was filled with dishes. Everyone was sitting around the table, but no one moved their chopsticks.
Seeing that the dishes on the table were almost cold.
Mr. Jiang really lost his appetite, so he put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm going to make a phone call."
"Dad, you don't want to eat?" Jiang Zongnan saw that he put down his chopsticks without touching a bite of rice in the bowl, so he chased after him worriedly.
Mr. Jiang was in a heavy mood, with no expression on his face. His gray hair looked languid and listless: "I won't eat, I have no appetite."
With that said, he didn't give Jiang Zongnan a chance to persuade him anymore, and had someone push him in a wheelchair to the small garden.
Jiang Zongnan watched his leaving figure, stood there for a full minute, then silently returned to his seat and sat down. He picked up the chopsticks and put them down again. He seemed to think for a while, then picked up the chopsticks again and looked at Jiang Xianrou, feeling a little unspeakable.
: "Xianrou, I remember your teacher is Professor Liang?"
Jiang Xianrou raised her eyes and looked at him.
Jiang Zongnan looked away from her and did not meet her eyes. He spoke with difficulty: "...Does she have time recently? I would like to treat her to a meal."
Jiang Xianrou put down her chopsticks, frowned lightly, looked at him with starry eyes, and asked directly: "Dad, don't you want to find my mentor through the back door?"
Without waiting for Jiang Zongnan to answer, she spoke concisely and to the point: "Teacher Liang will definitely look down on her!"
"Our clinical department is the best major in Tsinghua University. Not just anyone can study if they want to. Dad, don't think about it!"