Chapter 320 When you turn 18, the senior will come to play with you again
In addition to being one of the four major high schools in Xingcheng, Liya is also one of the first eight key high schools listed in Southern Province. It can be said that it is quite famous throughout the province.
The campus area is not small, 94 acres. The new campus is under construction, covering an area of 150 acres, and it is said that it will open in 25 years.
The parking lot is quite far from the teaching building, so you can enjoy the scenery along the way.
The old camphor trees are tall and straight. When walking on such a road, not only can the dense branches and leaves block the sunlight, but you can also smell a faint fragrance.
From time to time, a few students in school uniforms walked by. Their thick glasses and immature looks made Shen Yuan look a little dazed.
Most of the boys have mustaches and shaved heads, while the girls basically have their hair tied in ponytails, and their smiles are pure and natural without makeup.
During his three years of high school, most of Shen Yuan's classmates had this image, except for the rebellious him who refused to shave his head.
There weren't many good memories from that time, because the academic atmosphere at Liya was too intense, and it wasn't suitable for a poor student like Shen Yuan who loved to wander around.
Liya's walls were also very high, making it inconvenient to access the Internet. Shen Yuan didn't know how he managed to survive at that time.
Not long after we started walking, a girl in school uniform and a volunteer badge came to greet us warmly.
"Hello, senior. I'm a volunteer for this year's Liya alumni association. Do you need me to take you to the venue?"
"Okay, let's go."
Shen Yuan glanced at this school girl. Her figure was still hard to hide under the loose school uniform, and her fair and pure face was revealed through the thick glasses.
He was not short, and only wore flat shoes, so his height could reach Shen Yuan's ears.
The nutrition of today's students is really getting better and better.
"Junior, it's so hard. You've been forced to be a volunteer before school even starts." Shen Yuan said casually.
"Ah, yes."
The schoolmate replied, "I heard from our homeroom teacher that many outstanding graduates are coming back this time, including entrepreneurs and academicians. They will also be giving speeches on stage this time."
Shen Yuan smiled and said, "That shows that you have a strong desire to improve. Your grades must be good, right?"
The schoolgirl shook her head modestly: "It's just average. It's hard to get into the top 20 in the grade. I can only hover around 30th in the grade."
The corners of Shen Yuan's mouth twitched. She suspected that this school girl was in Versailles. The top 30 students in Li Ya's grade were all above 600 points, or even better.
With this kind of score, you can choose any top 985 or 211 university.
However, Shen Yuan would never admit that he was not good at cooking, so he just said lightly: "Oh, it's quite average."
The junior turned her head and said sincerely: "Senior, since you are invited to attend the alumni reunion, your grades must have been very good back then."
"I just brought two seniors to the venue. One of them graduated from MIT, and the other from the University of Tokyo. Which university did you graduate from?"
Damn, this hurts my heart, junior. Your senior’s worst quality is his academic qualifications.
Shen Yuan coughed and said, “Schoolmate, I’m going to criticize you for this.”
"Ah, why?"
The schoolgirl looked confused and didn't know what she had done wrong.
Shen Yuan said slowly, "It's too superficial to judge a person by which university they graduated from. I believe that we are here not because of our good grades or the university we got into, but because of what we have achieved and what contributions we have made to society."
The schoolgirl nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, senior."
Shen Yuan smiled with relief: "Well, I understand."
"But, Senior."
The schoolgirl blinked her eyes inquiringly and asked, "So which university did you graduate from?"
Shen Yuan: “.”
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Soon the schoolgirl led Shen Yuan to the center of the venue. Two student volunteers were at the door reviewing his electronic invitation. Before leaving, the schoolgirl asked, "Senior, what's your name?"
"My name is Shen Yuan, what's yours?"
The schoolgirl smiled sweetly: "My name is Wei Ke'er."
"Okay, bye."
Shen Yuan silently memorized Wei Ke'er's name, thinking to himself, "Grow up quickly, junior sister. When you turn 18, senior will come to play with you."
"Yeah, bye."
Wei Ke'er watched Shen Yuan walk into the venue, thinking that this senior was really interesting. In the end, he still didn't tell her where he graduated from.
What kind of school is it? Is it embarrassing to say it out loud?
"Shen Yuan, Shen Yuan, Abyss?"
Wei Keer murmured a few words, blinked her clear eyes, and then walked out to see if there were any other alumni who needed help.
According to the electronic invitation, the theme of this alumni association is the "117th Anniversary of the School's Founding". The schedule is quite rich. First, there is an opening session in the auditorium, with speeches from school leaders and important guests.
Then there were alumni sharing, interactive raffles, free exchanges and visits, reminiscing about youth, and finally a dinner.
After Shen Yuan walked into the venue, he found that there were quite a lot of people, but most of them were middle-aged men and women, and there were also a small number of alumni in their seventies. Maybe there were academicians among them, who were the pillars of the country.
“Shen Yuan!”
Suddenly, a loud voice sounded behind him. Shen Yuan turned around and saw a round belly, a smiling face wearing a pair of small glasses. Who else could it be but the class teacher Lao Yu.
"Old Yu!"
Shen Yuan greeted with a smile.
Although he was not liked by Lao Yu before, Lao Yu was actually quite easy to deal with, especially since he loved to talk. The atmosphere in the class was like that, everyone was studying, and only Shen Yuan and the last-ranked student who studied abroad would brag to him.
"He's dressed up like a real person, and it really looks like the real thing."
Lao Yu said with a smile, and at the same time took out a pack of Furong King from his trouser pocket: "Do you want to smoke now? How about going to get a couple?"
Shen Yuan waved his hand: "I don't smoke, so you should smoke less too. Teaching the second and third years of high school is so tiring. Don't think you are still in good health. You are 50 this year, right?"
"You're 51, but it sounds weird when you show concern for others."
Lao Yu stuffed the cigarette back into his pocket and said disdainfully, "I'm not moved by this. I still like the way you and Haigui talk back to me."
"You just can't stand nice words."
Shen Yuan curled his lips. The "sea turtle" referred to the one ranked last. Ever since he went to study in Australia, Lao Yu had called him the sea turtle.
"Now you're awesome, Shen Yuan. I didn't expect that a private second-tier university student like you could be invited to attend the alumni association."
Lao Yu patted Shen Yuan on the shoulder and said proudly, "You lowered the first-tier university admission rate for our entire class, causing me to lose 5,000 in bonus. If you hadn't made me proud this time, I would have remembered you for the rest of my life."
In recent years, Li Ya has had a first-tier university admission rate of over 97%, so the emergence of a second-tier university student like Shen Yuan will directly lower the admission rate of the entire school.
I don’t know how much money Lao Shen spent to get himself into this high school, but when the college entrance examination results came out, not to mention others, Lao Yu must have shaken his head.
In addition to the class teacher's reputation, the online rate also represents their bonuses. Lao Yu may not be able to remember those mediocre students, but he will definitely remember the poor students whose bonuses he had deducted.
"Then I'm really honored. Others are remembered by teachers because of their good grades, but I am remembered by teachers because of my poor grades."
Shen Yuan said with a playful smile: "But I'm still wondering, why did the school invite me this time?"
"It was only when Principal Tang mentioned your name that I realized how successful you are."
Old Yu was afraid he might be craving a cigarette, so he put the cigarette box in his pocket and took out his lighter to play with it. "When I retire, can you see if there's any security job in your company that I can do? Preferably one that pays well but requires a lot of work."
Shen Yuan laughed when he heard this: "Little money, but a lot of work?"
Lao Yu also laughed: "I'm really old now. You can hardly speak clearly. What I want to say is that there is more money and less trouble."
Shen Yuan smiled and agreed: "Okay, Lao Yu, when the time comes, I will definitely squeeze you like you squeezed us in high school."
Old Yu laughed and scolded, "Oh, you kid, you don't understand what it means to respect teachers!"
Shen Yuan got back to business: "But Lao Yu, why did Principal Tang invite me? How did he know about me?"
Old Yu explained, "He said the district chief mentioned it to him last time he attended a meeting in the district."
"Oh, I understand then."
The last time he attended an alumni association related to foreign affairs, Hua Zhongkui asked Shen Yuan which high school he graduated from. Shen Yuan said that he was from Li Ya, and he laughed at him. He said that Shen Yuan was a "slippery fish" from Li Ya Middle School.
I guess Hua Zhongkui remembered it at that time, and it happened that Principal Tang thought of inviting him to the alumni association this time.
"Okay, I'll go talk somewhere else. You see that place? That's your seat. Your class monitor and two other students are also next to you."
Lao Yu made an excuse to leave. Shen Yuan knew that he was craving for cigarettes but did not stop him. He looked in the direction he was going and saw several familiar and unfamiliar faces. He walked straight over.
There are 2 boys and 1 girl. The thin one wearing glasses is their class monitor Zeng Jianyao. He is in the top three in the class and top 20 in the grade. He was admitted to Peking University.
There was also an ordinary-looking girl, her name was Ding something, oh yes, Ding Manman.
The slightly fat and dark one is called Cao, I forgot his name!
But this is normal. After all, we don’t interact much in daily life and haven’t been in touch since graduation. I guess in a few years, I may even forget his name, not to mention his appearance.
It would be embarrassing if I couldn't call people's names later.
When Shen Yuan walked towards them, they were also talking about Shen Yuan. Ding Manman frowned and said, "Why is Shen Yuan here? The class teacher said that only three of us received invitations. Class monitor, do you know?"
Zeng Jianyao adjusted his glasses, shook his head and said calmly, "I don't know."
"What about you, Ye Yu."
The slightly plump, dark-skinned young man called Ye Yu shook his head: "I don't know. I remember he just got into a second-tier university."
Although the three of them didn't express it, they all exuded a sense of superiority, as if Shen Yuan shouldn't appear in such a restricted alumni association.
Shen Yuan's grades were at the bottom of the class, and he only got into an ordinary second-tier university. He often went outside to surf the Internet, got into fights, and skipped classes. How could he be qualified to be here?
Shen Yuan originally wanted to say hello to his old classmates, but seeing the three of them sitting upright with indifferent expressions, he simply didn't bother to say hello.
Academic qualifications are a stepping stone, and those who can be admitted to prestigious universities such as Peking University, in addition to academic talent, also have their own efforts. Shen Yuan actually admires them very much.
Shen Yuan vaguely remembered that when Zeng Jianyao appeared at the graduation banquet, the whole class applauded and looked at him with admiration. After all, he was a top student who had been admitted to Beijing University with the sixth highest score in the school.
But it's not right to put on airs.
In front of a guy like me, you will just be a high-level worker in the future.
In fact, their thoughts are easy to understand. They think they have a bright future after being admitted to a good university. In addition, their relatives and friends praise them to the sky, which inevitably makes them feel superior.
They were thinking that if Shen Yuan greeted them first, they would respond, but it was absolutely impossible for them to greet first. Wouldn't that be like a first-rank official toasting a fifth-rank official?
But who knew that Shen Yuan didn't even raise his eyelids, and glanced at him lightly, which really showed no respect at all.
Shen Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to these people who had not been beaten by society. He sat down in the empty seat next to Ye Yu, then picked up his mobile phone and opened Baidu to check.
"How do I become a visiting professor at Kyoto University?"
"Can someone with billions of dollars become a visiting professor at Kyoto University?"
"If I have made outstanding achievements in philanthropy or business, can I become a visiting professor at Kyoto University?"
“.”
After searching for several questions, I found some serious answers. However, before Shen Yuan could take a closer look, someone came over to say hello.
"Hello, Junior Brother."
Next to him was a young man wearing gold-framed glasses, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a shirt and trousers. He stretched out his hand with a peaceful smile.
Shen Yuan shook his hand: "Hello, Senior Brother."
The young man with gold-framed glasses and Shen Yuan introduced themselves to each other. Shen Yuan learned that his name was Wei Ming, that he graduated from Zhejiang University, and now worked in a public hospital in Xingcheng.
Shen Yuan also told him his school, but he didn't show any abnormality.
After all, they are members of society. No matter what they think in their hearts, at least they will put in more effort on the surface than the young kids who have not yet graduated from school.
"Junior brother, are you here alone? Are you the only one in your class who was invited?" Wei Ming asked with a smile.
Shen Yuan smiled and said, "Some of my classmates look down on my university, so I'm sitting here alone."
"No way, there are such fools in our Liya, right? I mean, have we ever taught such students in Liya?"
Wei Ming said in surprise. He didn’t quite believe it. Is there really such an idiot in Li Ya?
Shen Yuan was wearing a Nautilus on his hand and Zegna and Brioni on his clothes. This outfit alone cost over a million, but his classmates didn't even like it?
Getting into a good university is not useless, but its effect is limited. Once you enter society, you have no resources and can only work.
Although Shen Yuan only graduated from a foreign affairs department, it is possible that his family or he himself runs a large company. Such top resources are really great. Why not take this opportunity to hold on to them?
Shen Yuan’s classmate must be crazy!
Well, even if his classmates don’t pay attention to luxury brands and can’t see Shen Yuan’s wealth, the fact that he can appear here is enough to explain the problem. Could it be that the school leaders just invite people casually?
"They are so superficial. How can they judge a person based on the university he attends?!"
Wei Ming just wanted to cling to this thigh tightly, and said indignantly: "I believe that we are here not because of our good grades or the university we got into, but because of our achievements and contributions to the school!"
Shen Yuan was slightly stunned. This sounded familiar. Didn’t I just say that?
Wei Ming's voice was neither loud nor soft, and just happened to fall into the ears of Zeng Jianyao and Ding Manman. When they heard it, their faces immediately changed, turning blue and red.
P.S. I've been quite busy these past two days, sorry for being late.
(End of this chapter)
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