"So, is this sign posted in the classroom?" Tao Ran asked.
"Do you even need to ask?"
"Exactly, how else will it motivate us if it’s not posted in the classroom?"
However, Lao Liu shook his head and provided the opposite answer.
"It’s posted in the lobby on the first floor. The grade departnt has set up a wall for displaying your dreams."
When ntioning the word ’dreams’, Lao Liu even gestured with his hands to form a shape. The smile on his face was kind, slightly greasy.
"Damn, our dreams are being ogled." Jiang Nian said.
The class burst into laughter and soon started to feel anxious.
"How should we write it?"
"Write it too high and we’ll be laughed at, right? Write it too low... might as well not write anything."
"No way, wouldn’t that be a wall full of real-na jokes?"
"byd, why is your mouth like it’s been dipped in poison!"
The urgency of the college entrance exam gradually took shape through the chatter in the class.
However, the Olympic competition class three is still the top class under class zero. Unbeatable in the sa level of science, it’s considered second only to the best in Zhenan Middle School.
These byd gadgets, after a little anxiety, started to complint each other.
"Academic committee mber, you should fill in Qinghua."
"Does Qinghua have Kemonomimi?"
"...."
Zhang Ningzhi held a sheet of paper printed uniformly by the grade departnt, about the size of a sticky note. She looked a bit confused and asked.
"Should we write the na of the school and a sentence?"
"Yes." Jiang Nian answered and stopped, planning to see what she wrote, but when she didn’t move either, he urged, "Go on, write."
Zhang Ningzhi turned around, blocking his view.
"Oh, you’re so annoying!"
"I an, once you’ve written it, it can’t be encrypted anyway." Jiang Nian looked puzzled. "Once you submit it, won’t it be posted on the board?"
"At the end of the day, everyone will see it, what’s there to hide?"
"I don’t care, I’m not letting you see." Zhang Ningzhi pushed him, directly pushing him towards Li Hua.
Truth be told, she had so strength, not the kind of girl who can’t open a bottle cap.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you guys doing?" Li Hua complained, circling with his hand to fill in his goal, "Can’t you guys be mindful of your classmates while playing around?"
"Jealous?" Jiang Nian asked.
"Jealous your uncle!" Li Hua got a bit irritated, eyes red like a Sharingan, "Damn you, Chi Shi, Chi Shi!"
This is a classic case of throwing a stone and the dog that’s hit yelping.
Jiang Nian chuckled and took the opportunity to ask.
"Li, what target university are you filling in?"
Li Hua couldn’t be bothered to hide, "Harbin Institute of Technology."
Opening up with one of the Seven Sons of National Defense, it’s quite reasonable. It’s just that Jiang Nian suspected this guy had no idea what the other six were called.
"Why not go to Jianye University of Technology?" Jiang Nian asked.
Li Hua looked a bit puzzled, "What’s that school?"
"Damn, you!" Jiang Nian laughed, pointing at him, "Dog, you’ll stop at nothing just to show off, is that it?"
After being exposed, Li Hua didn’t back down and simply admitted it.
"I’ve never really looked into universities; occasionally saw so show-off universities on Douyin. Originally thought it was still far off, who knew we’d have to fill it out now."
"By the way, what are you filling in?"
Jiang Nian hesitated for a mont, frowning.
"I don’t know either, just fill in a random one."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Zhang Ningzhi.
"Let have a look."
"No way, not showing you." Zhang Ningzhi was firm, her goal clear but not so certain, might not report it.
If after the college entrance exam, everyone goes their separate ways, wouldn’t it be...
But since this isn’t the sa as filling in preferences, what university one can apply to will only be known when the first mock exam results co out next year, ask again then.
She wrote Jianye University, with one sentence: hope.
Jiang Nian originally wanted to copy so howork, but he didn’t manage to peek. He could only fill it in himself, casually writing a southern school.
One sentence, he wrote: "Liupan Mountain high peak, red flags flutter in the west wind."
It’s mainly about humility, didn’t write the last sentence.
Because it’s a real-na dream, if soone finds out he’s just a less than six hundred marks guy... wouldn’t that be awkward, wiping his face in embarrassnt.
Everyone’s slips were submitted, the academic committee mber took out so glue from under the podium and started working.
Sticking each one.
Thus, Tao Ran was also forced into the spiritual pollution of class three.
Since it’s nearing the end of a round, everyone’s target universities are relatively conservative, generally just a bit higher than their usual grades, nothing too absurd.
Even the class president modestly wrote Huazhong University of Science and Technology.
On one hand, the grades are good, scoring higher can be a reason to show off. On the other hand, the real-na system made everyone not take filling in their target university too seriously.
As for the sentences, there were plenty of playful ones.
Lin Dong: "Is the fleeting firework pure love?"
Sun Zhicheng: "Accompanint is the deepest confession."
Dong Wensong: "Minna-san..."
Tao Ran silently endured the spiritual pollution, thinking this group of people are crazy? Even such an unrestrained person like him didn’t write anything about Kemonomimi.
It seems the real-na system only works for those with a sense of sha, not limiting the abstract ones.
After school at noon, the classroom started changing seats.
Jiang Nian’s group six had to move from the back row to the front row facing the podium.
"Class president."
Li Qingrong was packing her desk, when she heard him she lifted her head and gave Jiang Nian a deep look. Then quickly withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes and responded with a hum.
Jiang Nian first settled Zhang Ningzhi’s desk, then turned back to move his own.
After a bit of hustle, there weren’t many people left in the classroom.
He rembered agreeing to go hiking with Chen Yunyun the night before, so after a quick glance he left the classroom.
Down to the third floor.
There were only a few people left in class four, most likely Xu Qianqian and Song Xiyun had left together.
They usually spend afternoons together on weekends, either shopping or doing howork sowhere.
However, one thing’s for sure, they definitely won’t go hiking.
Because... Qingmu Ridge is just a small hill of about one or two hundred ters, for locals, they’ve either gone countless tis or not bothered to go even once.
But just to be safe, Jiang Nian still sent Xu Qianqian a ssage.
"Where are you?"
Xu Qianqian: "Having dinner with Xiyun outside, why?"
"No reason, have you paid?" Jiang Nian typed, "If not, send the boss’s paynt code, I’ll treat you."
A mont later, a green WeChat paynt code appeared.
Xu Qianqian: "46, thanks."
Jiang Nian didn’t hesitate and paid right away.
A good deed a day, absolutely not because he’s feeling guilty.
He took his bag and went downstairs. He figured there probably wasn’t lunch ready at ho yet. So he just called Mom and settled for lunch on the roadside.
Then, Jiang Nian entered an internet cafe to watch online courses and do howork, waiting for Chen Yunyun to contact him.
Along the way, he opened a ga of LOL.
With a buzz, a ssage from Chen Yunyun popped up.
"Leaving at 1:40, where should I find you?"
Jiang Nian glanced at it and replied with one hand.
"Sumr Internet Cafe at the school front gate, the one watching online courses is ."
Chen Yunyun: "....."
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