pjbooks Chapter 21 Old Wang's connections, he also took the college entrance exam, youth.
Chapter 21 Old Wang's connections, he also took the college entrance exam, youth.
Each art studio class has its own small group chat, and people rarely speak in the grade-level group chat.
As Tan Yuguan said, if you don't show your results, what kind of exam is it?
The fact that the principal's class is now engaging in mutual flattery is definitely more than just exchanging exam reflections.
Suddenly, a discordant sound interrupted the good students' recreational activity.
Instantly, a single stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Openly arguing with each other is ultimately undignified.
If you're being sarcastic or unfriendly, then we won't hold back.
[Cheng Wang? The one who skipped class for a week? Is the name spelled correctly?]
Oh, there was such a person. The principal did mention him, but I can't remember him at all.
Some students are really amazing; they're masters of invisibility. Their rankings on mock exam lists and other platforms seem to vanish completely.
[Maybe it's too far down the list to make it?]
【…】
"Oh dear, someone has spoken my mind first, so I have to chime in!"
When Yu Guan saw that the atmosphere in the group was getting out of hand and was escalating, it seemed like a fight was about to break out.
I happened to witness the entire joint entrance examination process in Chengwang and was fully aware of the quality of the three test papers.
He immediately transformed into a pianist, joining the chaotic, noisy group chat.
"Aren't your fingers sore?"
"Everyone in the class is speaking up for you, shouldn't the person involved say a few words?"
"Nothing much to say," Cheng Wang said casually.
"They were never as good as me."
When Yu Guan opened his mouth, he was stunned for a moment and forgot to type.
half an hour.
He gritted his teeth and spoke angrily.
"If I drew the same thing as you, I'd pretend like you too."
The phone rang, and Cheng Wang opened his phone. The caller ID showed Wang Huiming.
"Wait a minute, Old Wang needs to see me."
"Then I'll start by arguing with them!"
Cheng Wang clicked to connect.
Wang Huiming's voice came through the phone: "Xiao Cheng, how did you feel about the exam?"
"Not bad, performed as expected."
"Okay, just play normally." A sigh of relief came from the other end of the phone.
"Just let it go once you've done well on the exam. Don't overthink it. There are still a bunch of college entrance exams coming up in February. Go back to school and get the spring college entrance exam sorted out first."
The Spring College Entrance Examination, also known as the early admission batch, usually takes place after the second mock exam in Shanghai and ends on New Year's Day.
Shanghai differs from other cities in that the English scores for the spring college entrance examination can be compared with those for the summer exam in June, and the higher score will be used in the overall score calculation.
Academic scores are relatively less important for art students, but some better schools and programs will have minimum academic score requirements.
Therefore, every year after the joint entrance exam, art students in Shanghai need to cram for English at the last minute, while they can strategically give up on math and Chinese for the time being.
Two chances, might as well take them!
Cheng Wang, intrigued by the good news Wang Huiming told him, said, "Old Wang, are you keeping me in suspense? Are you going to wait until I get back to prepare for the college entrance exam before revealing the answer?"
"Hey, that won't do." Wang Huiming smiled.
"To be honest, I haven't taught college entrance exams in a long time. It's never been my turn. The art academy's exams don't just include sketching and color; there are also independent design sections, which I haven't looked into in recent years."
Cheng Wang chimed in at the opportune moment: "But what about it?"
"But guess who I hired to train you?"
"Old Wang, I really couldn't have guessed."
Wang Huiming gave a satisfied "hmm," his tone rising and falling, with a long, drawn-out ending.
"I have an old classmate who used to be a tutor at a university in Wujiaochang. I took some time to contact him the other day, and I was surprised to find that the old guy has actually been promoted to the Academy of Fine Arts in Yuhang!"
Cheng Wang: "What does Lao Wang mean?"
Wang Huiming laughed heartily: "I just asked for you. I'll send the phone number to your mom later, and you can go see him after your spring exam. Given our friendship, we've already agreed that he can help you go over past exam questions for free."
"I also mentioned it to Principal Wu. After seeing the painting I asked you for before, he admitted that he misjudged you and praised you to the skies! Haha, he should talk to your mother in a while and persuade her to continue enrolling in the college entrance exam preparation class. Principal Wu will personally teach the art academy-style sketching and drawing class."
"However, as I said, you're a student with your own ideas and abilities. Your foundation is solid enough, and if you don't follow the normal training methods and practice at home, you might perform even better. It's up to you, but we'll decide after your spring college entrance exams, so there's no rush."
Check it out.
What is a platform? What is a resource?
That's it!
The treatment I had never had before was something I successfully won from Wang Huiming after my rebirth by correcting my attitude and personality and using my paintings to make a final decision.
The immediate benefits brought by just seven days, and the joint entrance examination results are only the beginning.
Cheng Wang found the many changes brought about by the subtle and gradual transformation quite beneficial.
After hanging up the phone, he noticed that Tan Yuguan's expression while looking at his phone showed a slight sense of frustration, as if he had energy but nowhere to channel it.
Cheng Wang asked, amused, "What's wrong? Did our class lose an argument?"
"Like a mute swallowing bitter herbs, unable to express the bitterness, I only hate that the college entrance examination rules are inhumane. The college entrance examination is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and they won't even let us take a photo as a souvenir."
"It's okay, you can try taking the academic exams."
"Am I out of my mind?" Tan Yuguan said irritably.
"I can't figure it out. Old Wang used to be so arrogant, how come he was able to hide it this time? He didn't take your painting to the principal's class to show it off."
"Now everyone in the group is attacking us, saying it's all baseless and unsubstantiated, it's fake!"
"Let me see."
Cheng Wang opened the QQ group and said that Yu Guan's story was not made up.
The principal's class naturally enjoys the teachers' favor in the entire art studio and has always received special attention.
They never considered other classes as rivals. Regardless of talent or teaching quality, they were not on the same level, and they certainly had enough resources.
What kind of paintings can Cheng Wang, a student in an ordinary art class, produce?
Even if other classes were also dissatisfied with them, Chengwang Class had been sarcastic and unfriendly first, making it difficult to retaliate.
Ok.
Cheng Wang was originally too lazy to get involved; the students' bickering and arguing were simply not to his liking.
Regardless, at least they were standing up for themselves.
Cheng Wang found the application certificate for Yuhang Academy of Fine Arts in his phone's photo album and blurred out the private information with a mosaic.
Then.
He posted the processed images in the group chat and casually typed a question.
[Wang: Has Lao Wu contacted you to participate in the college entrance exam training?]
When Yu Guan saw the news on his phone, he exclaimed in surprise, "Yuhang Academy of Fine Arts? You're actually serious! I've never seen you practice for the entrance exam before. When did you secretly sign up? I doubt many people can get into the principal's class!"
Cheng Wang retorted, "What does it have to do with me if they fail the exam?"
"Well……"
When asked about the coronavirus, I was speechless and unable to refute it, so I could only look down and see what the reaction would be in the group chat.
Only a very small number of people attend that course, and with so little time left for the entrance exams, there's no time to make up for it if you don't pass. It's not very meaningful.
[You could ask Mu Ziling, or the top ten in the mock exams. It's kind of unusual that the principal would personally recruit people.]
[Name... Cheng Wang? Wait, who?]
【Huh?】
【…】
The group chat was instantly flooded with comments, even more intense than the reaction to the discussion about Yu Guan.
Seeing his undisguised expression, which clearly conveyed the message that "80 versus 60, the advantage is mine," Cheng Wang knew that the question and answer had been effective.
Afterwards, they let their guesses and speculations run wild, and retorted to the principal's class that it was none of their business.
"Do you think they might actually go to the principal to verify?"
"How would I know?"
Yu Guan, with a touch of mischievousness, said, "I believe what you said is true, hehe. If they actually ask and it's confirmed, who knows if there will be even more fun to watch."
Thinking of Principal Wu's usual stern demeanor, the principal's class was unlike Old Wang's, where even joking around was forbidden.
Cheng Wang felt that it was highly unlikely that anyone would have the courage to do so, and calmly said, "I don't think so. Even if you asked, they definitely wouldn't tell."
"That's such a shame." Yu Guan said listlessly, smacking his lips, then suddenly had a brilliant idea:
"Hey, I'll just ask again in a couple of days, right? Either come out and show your skills again, or pretend to be deaf and blind like a bunch of idiots."
"I've been annoyed by their smugness for a long time. We absolutely can't let such a good opportunity slip by. Cheng-ge, you really stood up for us regular students!"
Cheng Wang smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you say."
……
After leaving the exam campus, I quickly returned home.
Cheng Jianhua and Lin Qin did not give them a special welcome.
"Chengwang, hurry up! Your dad just bought some swimming crabs. Go home and get some rest. You've had a hard day!"
"Kid, I can tell from your expression that you did a great job and made your dad proud!"
Push open the door, and you're greeted by the mundane realities of daily life.
The room was filled with the aroma of cooking.
The day of the Joint College Entrance Examination, a major event in life, has come to an end. The next time we mention it will probably be on the day the scores are released.
Returning to the campus for academic classes, preparations for the academic classes were ultimately unavoidable.
During this period, the arrangements for the college entrance examinations also need to be considered.
Wang Huiming invited teachers from the Yuhang Academy of Fine Arts to provide guidance.
In reality, I applied to far more than just this one art school; I didn't put all my eggs in one basket.
With the joint entrance exam seemingly within reach, victory appears to be a solid safety net.
There are still many, many things that truly deserve my attention.
When I was in school, I always heard that I would be free once I got to college.
Once you enter university, that phrase changes to "once you have a stable job, your life will be easy."
For the first half of my life, I was always racing against time, never getting a moment's respite before heading toward the next unseen rest stop.
Looking back suddenly.
Only then did I realize how precious youth is.
Naturally, I plan to change my way of life from head to toe, and with my art skills, I can make a living no matter what and live a different kind of life.
Why not include the senior high school campus in the list of things to change?
With this in mind.
Cheng Wang couldn't help but feel a little more hopeful.