Chapter 116: Zhai Da and I are the same kind of people
The eight-kilometer journey under the clouds and moon is not difficult for Zhai Da now.
His basic morning run is five kilometers, and if he needs to "break his physical limit", he will run several times more than that.
The only difference is that there is no sunlight when running at night, so the enhanced oxygenation ability of the [Extreme Wristband] cannot take effect.
He was breathing harder than usual.
On the way back, his phone kept vibrating as if it was in new energy mode. Zhai Da took a look and saw all kinds of inquiries, from people he knew and not. He was even @ed dozens of times in various QQ groups.
They were all about asking about estimated scores. Except for the messages from Lu Siwen and Wu Yue, which I replied to while waiting at a red light, I simply ignored the others and turned the sound to silent mode.
At a pace of about 5.5, Zhai Da returned home nearly fifty minutes later.
"Hoohoo. I'm back!"
Yu Xiaoli was watching TV and immediately stood up and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. How's your score?"
Although he knew the result that morning, Zhai Da still wanted to hear the good news in person. He cleared his throat and said, "Not much, only about 450 points."
Yu Xiaoli repeated, "450? Isn't that higher than Xiaowei's 'three models'?!"
The smile on his face was harder to suppress than Namo Gatling.
"Is the estimated score accurate? What's the difference between the average and official scores?"
"More than a dozen teachers met for a whole day to review and judge the papers. This is the most rigorous estimation method. If the marking teachers are a little lax, the estimate can be higher."
"What about volunteering?"
"There are no more options. Various colleges and universities will compete for your son. I have become their choice."
This was a bit of an exaggeration, but there was nothing wrong with it. Although he was not sure how many points the top scorer had, he clearly remembered that the score line for Peking University and Tsinghua University this year was 415, which was 35 points higher than the highest score line of the country's universities. He was definitely qualified to be competed for by top universities.
When you are strong enough, it is not you who is applying to college, but the college that is applying to you.
Yu Xiaoli was delighted, but she didn't forget that there was a child waiting for her: "Xiaowei is in your room. You must have brought the answers back. Go and calculate for her too."
Back in the small room, Lu Wei was reading quietly in the small prison. According to Zhai Da's task, she was preparing lessons for the "tutoring job" which she had no idea where to go.
Zhai Da took off his coat and said ostentatiously, "Guess what I'm worth?"
Lu Wei turned around calmly and said, "450 heard it."
"No, you're so calm, like you didn't hear anything. You're not shocked at all."
Lu Wei thought about it and felt that it was indeed not right.
Then she raised her two tender white hands, placed them straight in front of her chest, and started patting.
"Pa pa pa congratulations."
Zhai Da:
“Why are there onomatopeia?”
Lu Wei said calmly, "I'm being humorous, am I not?"
When people are speechless, they will really smile.
At the same time, a few kilometers away, there is the only villa community in Dongyang County.
Qian Yarong came back from a business trip in Shanghai, and the first thing she asked after entering the house was, "Is Siwen home?"
? "
Taking Qian Yarong's coat, Aunt Liu said respectfully, "You came back this afternoon. Are you studying English in your room now?"
After the college entrance examination, Lu Siwen was in a state of "semi-house arrest". Of course, the reason was: to let her actively prepare to go abroad and not be indulged just because the college entrance examination was over.
That very expensive and good-looking TOEFL teacher also went from coming a few times a week to being a permanent resident in Dongyang.
At present, Lu Siwen has not expressed a strong desire to resist.
However, Qian Yarong is still busy with work and has not yet realized that her daughter has already secretly lifted her "seal" which is full of loopholes.
Not only is contact with the outside world no longer an obstacle, he often sends messages to "Zhai Tongxue" and even comes out in the middle of the night to secretly take away the power cord of the rice cooker.
That is the same type as the computer power cord, and the quality is better
Lu Siwen didn't even delay the daily operation and maintenance of the blog.
Lu Zetao obviously knew something about this, but the head of the family never said it out loud, so no one knew what his plans were.
Although going abroad was "a foregone conclusion", the college entrance examination results were also very important. Qian Yarong thought about it and decided to ask her husband first and then go find her daughter.
"Where's Ze Tao?"
"Mr. Lu came back at three in the afternoon and has been in the study."
Qian Yarong came to the study and was about to push the door when she suddenly heard strange noises coming from inside.
The study itself has a very strong soundproofing effect, but at this time, faint sounds can still be heard.
"Snap." "Snap." "Snap."
Qian Yarong was silent for a while, then suddenly pushed the door open with such speed and force that a "negative pressure" appeared inside and outside the door, causing a whistling sound of wind.
Then he saw Lu Zetao sitting behind the tea table in the study, dressed neatly, with red eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.
There was also a pile of crumpled napkins on the tea table.
His hands were clapping slowly and vigorously.
This scene is too informative and too abstract.
Qian Yarong was stunned for a long time before she said:
"Husband, what are you doing?"
Lu Zetao was still immersed in deep sorrow. He sniffed and said in a hoarse voice, "Nothing. I'm just applauding the power of literature."
He got the second half of the "catch-up version" yesterday and read it on the same day.
But...when I read to the end, I didn't dare to read any further.
So sad
Although judging from the tone of the writing, this work is destined not to have a happy ending, Lu Zetao still didn't dare to open the last few pages.
After get off work today, I finally had a pot of tea and a book and made up my mind to open it.
I thought things would be better after a day and I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that my heart would still be hit by a heavy hammer.
The plot of the movie was now turning over and over in his mind. He wanted to come up with a word or two to praise it, but his thoughts were so confused that he couldn't organize the words.
Finally, he sighed:
“That’s fucking awesome!”
He was originally worried that the second half of "Lü Tu Man Man" would not be worthy of "
The first half is amazing. After all, it was only a few days after the college entrance examination, and the young man had finished writing tens of thousands of words.
This speed is not like that of a writer, even he can't do it this fast
But now he retracts his previous judgment. The second half is far better than the previous one, and it can even be said to be a qualitative leap.
Qian Yarong sighed, thinking that her husband's literary youth problem had come back again.
After seeing that the book was a photocopy, he frowned slightly: "Is this written by that kid named Zhai again? Are you still in touch?"
I was trying to prevent my daughter from getting involved with that kid like I was a thief, but you, as a father, became his number one fan?
Am I just being lonely?
"Forget it. Siwen, what were the estimated scores today? I sent you a message and you didn't even reply."
Lu Zetao sighed, "The result is very good. It is a huge improvement compared to the third mock exam. 410 points."
Qian Yarong's face immediately lit up with joy: "Really? Such significant progress? This is truly great news!"
Lu Zetao put on a slightly ambiguous smile. "Does it matter? Although foreign universities do consider your gaokao scores, it's not the main point. 410 or 380, it's the same over there. A letter of recommendation is not as effective."
Qian Yarong was stunned and couldn't find an excuse to refute for a moment.
"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to find Siwen."
Lu Zetao reminded: "Siwen is in a bad mood, you should be careful with your words."
Qian Yarong was puzzled: "Why would you be in a bad mood if your estimated score is 410?"
Lu Zetao simply raised the "book" in his hand, leaving Qian Yarong speechless.
A few seconds later, Qian Yarong, who had just left, turned back and said, "By the way, has the new computer I asked Xiao Wang to buy arrived? I need it tonight."
Lu Zetao said calmly, "We are restocking."
This is the truth.
Qian Yarong had no choice but to leave again.
Lu Zetao took a tissue and wiped his tears again.
He is now very much looking forward to what kind of response this book will cause when it appears on the market.
Phoenix Media in Jinling should receive the manuscript tomorrow. Given the quality of this book, they'll definitely increase their efforts in publicity and publication.
This summer, the boy named Zhai Da will eventually leave his name behind.
In any way.
Lu Siwen didn't see Zhai Da at school, but the news that someone at Woolen Textile Middle School estimated the score to be 450 had spread among various student groups and also reached his ears through Lu Siwen.
"Is it true that all talents are concentrated in one person? Or does a genius always succeed in everything he does?"
His perception of Zhai Da became increasingly complex, and he adjusted his "prejudgment" of the young man several times.
Thinking of his daughter's little thoughts that she herself couldn't understand, and the strange mother-daughter atmosphere in the family recently, Lu Zetao sighed.
Alas~ It’s not a good thing for a dazzling person to appear too early.
Just like when Qian Yarong met me.
He suddenly realized that he and Zhai Da were the same kind of people.
"Troublesome!"
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