"What? Applying to an art academy?"
"With these grades, what art academy are you going to apply to? Isn't that ridiculous?"
"Old Liu, what's wrong with you? You want to go to an art academy? Tsinghua University has one too!"
Several teachers surrounded Teacher Liu, and upon hearing this, they couldn't help but shake their heads in regret.
Is this girl a student at Nanshan Commune Middle School? To get this score, she must be quite intelligent. Why did she apply to the Academy of Fine Arts?
You should know that getting into Tsinghua University or Yenching University is not something you can do casually.
This is a rare opportunity for a promising talent, and they actually gave it up?
No one from No. 1 High School made the cut this year. Nanshan High School had a chance to make the cut, but they didn't apply to Tsinghua University. It's such a pity.
At this moment, Teacher Liu also thought of Ji Xia's college application. After estimating her score, she filled out her application, and Teacher Liu had even given her some advice at the time.
He remembered what Director Feng from the Education Commission had said, and pulled Ji Xia aside: "Which art academy did you apply to last time?"
"Central Academy of Fine Arts".
Teacher Liu frowned and whispered, "Huaqing Academy also has an art academy. How about we ask the Education Commission for help to see if we can change your application?"
"Teacher Liu, let's forget about it."
Ji Xia smiled and shook her head repeatedly: "Teacher, to apply to an art academy, you have to apply for the professional courses at the school. Last time I went to apply to the Central Academy of Fine Arts. Moreover, among the dozen or so art academies in China, the Central Academy of Fine Arts is the best, compared to Tsinghua University's status among all universities."
After hearing Ji Xia's explanation, Teacher Liu could only shake his head and sigh, giving up on the idea.
The three said goodbye to the other teachers and boarded the bus back to Nanshan Commune.
On her way back home, Ji Xia flipped through the grades of many students this year and found familiar names: Yang Cuiqin, 287, Gao Yuanlong, 263...
As expected, the admission scores have increased. This year, the lowest admission score is 248, junior college is 213, vocational school is 187, and teacher training school is 182.
Almost every admission score has increased by ten to twenty points compared to last year.
Ji Xia smiled and asked in a low voice, "Teacher Liu, what's the college entrance rate this year?"
Speaking of this, Teacher Liu couldn't stop smiling: "This year, our Nanshan's college entrance examination pass rate is 61%, the highest in the county."
When the report cards were posted on the bulletin board of Nanshan Middle School, a group of graduates surrounded the entire bulletin board, with people crowding around it in layers.
Someone excitedly shouted, "I'm online! I'm online!"
"I got in too, and my score went up too?"
"How come I only got this score? Is there anything wrong with this score? I clearly finished the test."
"What about the schools? What about the cutoff scores for admission? Aren't there any?"
A group of people surrounded the report, screaming with excitement or frustration, hugging each other, laughing and crying, jumping and bouncing excitedly, like a bunch of madmen.
Yang Cuiqin squeezed out of the crowd, her two braids almost coming undone, a few strands of hair were caught on something, her clothes were wrinkled, her face was flushed, and she was covered in sweat.
She rushed out of the crowd and spotted Ji Xia standing calmly outside. She excitedly rushed over and exclaimed, "Ji Xia, you're amazing! That score is so high!"
"This score is almost top-scoring, right? What was the highest score this year?"
Ji Xia smiled and shook her head: "This year's provincial champion is even higher, better than me."
Some people excitedly thanked Ji Xia, saying, "Thank you, Ji Xia, thank you!"
"Thank you too, Ji Xia. I'll treat you to dinner!"
Several graduates, hearing the call, gathered around and waved excitedly at Ji Xia.
Ji Xia curled her lips into a smile and said to everyone, "Our school achieved excellent results this year, with the highest college entrance rate in the county. If you'd like to treat us, I suggest we book a celebratory banquet and invite a few teachers and homeroom teachers to have dinner together."
"Think about it, the teachers' wrists were swollen from writing so many copies of the test papers for us. It's only right that we express our gratitude to them."
Ji Xia's proposal was approved by all the students, and everyone raised their hands: "I agree, I'll participate."
"I'll participate too."
"Find the class monitor and have him register the names to see how many people there are. We'll discuss the date and then go to the restaurant to order food."
The class officers readily agreed and each took out a pen and notebook to register the names.
Ji Xia asked Yang Cuiqin to help her register, and then quietly slipped away.
After sneaking out of the school, Chen Jing rode a bicycle and waited outside the school gate. A bag full of fruit seedlings was tied to the crossbar of the bicycle, and a box of gifts was placed on the back of the bicycle.
He leaned against the fence outside the school gate, a smile playing on his lips as he peered inside. When he saw Ji Xia, he couldn't help but raise his lips in a smirk.
"Are the people inside crazy? We can hear them screaming like ghosts even from this far away?"
"Aren't they crazy? Especially several brigades of educated youth who took the exam for two or three years and finally passed."
Nanshan Commune has four production brigades. Last year, seven or eight educated youths repeated their studies, and most of them have been admitted this year. Even if they don't go to university, they can still leave the rural farming life by being admitted to a vocational school or teacher training college.
In their brigade, besides Yang Cuiqin, there was another male educated youth in another class who also passed the college entrance examination.
Ji Xia pushed her bicycle out of the bike shed and started talking about the students' situation as she got on.
Actually, even if they meet the score requirements, it still depends on the universities they apply to.
It's also risky if the school you apply to has a higher admission score than your score.
However, when they filled out their college applications after estimating their scores, they did so based on their estimated scores, and they applied to three or four schools.
Moreover, most students checked the box indicating that they would accept school reassignment or allocation.
Even if they are not admitted to any of the schools they applied to, as long as they agree to be assigned to another school, they will eventually be assigned to one.
Back at the brigade, Ji Xia and Chen Jing parked their bicycles outside the Ji family's courtyard and peered inside, carrying a bag of fruit seedlings.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back. Big brother, I've bought the fruit seedlings too."
Secretary Ji and Ji Zhijun had just returned from the fields and were washing their faces and necks with cool well water in the yard.
Hearing Ji Xia's excited voice, Ji Zhijun hurriedly came out to greet her: "The seedlings are back? Where are they? Let me see them?"
"It's all here, including lychees, mangoes, and longans."
Ji Xia nodded towards Chen Jing, who then handed over the entire fertilizer bag.
Back in the yard, Ji Zhijun took the fruit seedlings out of the bag: "These are all fruit seedlings? These seedlings are so thin, how many years will it take to grow them?"
The fifteen saplings are about one meter tall, with branches about the thickness of a finger. Their roots are wrapped in nutrient soil, and although they have been there for two days, they look pretty good.
Ji Xia pulled a small notebook out of her pocket: "This is the planting method I asked the seller when I bought the fruit seedlings at the orchard. I wrote it all down. You can figure it out yourself."
"However, these seedlings will take at least three or four years to flower and bear fruit. Brother, the moment to test your patience has arrived."
Ji Zhijun chuckled and held the notebook tightly, reading it intently as if it were a priceless treasure.
Secretary Ji smiled faintly and then asked, "I heard that the college entrance examination results are available today, is that right? How did you do? Have you checked your results yet?"
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