I’m Really a Superstar

The next day.

Sunday morning.

Zhang Ye was fast asleep on the bed in the second bedroom upstairs of Lao Wu's house. Last night he and Lao Wu discussed a lot about calligraphy in the study room and wrote a few articles. They stayed up very late. Zhang Ye took the opportunity to stay. In fact, when this guy came, he had no intention of leaving. It was hard to catch up with him and Lao Wu having two days off. Zhang Ye always wanted to stay with Lao Wu for a while.

At eight o'clock.

"Are you awake?" Wu Zeqing entered the room from outside.

Zhang Ye opened his eyes when he heard the voice, "Old Wu."

Old Wu said: "Let's go downstairs to eat. I've already prepared it."

"What time is it?" Zhang Ye asked.

"Eight o'clock." Old Wu said in a nightgown.

"It's only eight o'clock. I'll lie down for a while." Zhang Ye lazily swam in the towel and quilt and yawned twice. "I don't know why I've been so sleepy these past few days."

Old Wu smiled and said, "Then you won't eat?"

Zhang Ye smacked his lips, "Eat, can I not eat what you made?"

Lao Wu said: "Then let me bring it up for you. You can eat it in the house?"

"Hey, this works." Zhang Ye said handsomely. If Zhang Ye dared to make these demands at his own home or with the landlord's aunt, he would be beaten. However, in the home of his girlfriend, Lao Wu, Zhang Ye obviously lived like an uncle. Open your mouth when the meal comes.

Not long after, Lao Wu came back with a tray, "Eat it while it's hot, it's all freshly made, it won't taste good when it's cold." She bent down, pulled open a clock, and put the breakfast on the table. Ye on the bedside table.

When she lowered her head, Old Wu's nightgown fell down from her chest, and her collar opened for a second. Zhang Ye didn't do it on purpose, but his eyes unconsciously penetrated her collar. There were two swaying masses of snow-white, and a touch of flesh-colored underwear with dark lines. After a second, Old Wu straightened up. Zhang Ye couldn't see anything anymore, and he couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart.

If only I didn’t have underwear!

Alas, which grandson invented this crappy bra thing? What is its use? Where is the most basic trust between people?

"Have you eaten, Old Wu?"

"Nope.

"

"Let's eat that piece."

"Um."

Wu Zeqing also moved a chair and sat over.

Zhang Ye half stood up without getting out of bed. He just leaned on the bed and started eating. He applauded while eating and praised the breakfast made by Old Wu. He was not praising it, but it was really delicious. Old Wu’s cooking Yi is simply better than his mother, "I'll gain at least five pounds if I stay at your house for two days."

Lao Wu said: "You won't go to work today either?"

Zhang Ye said humbly, "I'm taking a few days off."

"Peking University should start enrolling students. How is this year? Are there many good candidates?" Old Wu chewed slowly and asked.

Zhang Ye picked up a bun with pork and green onions that Lao Wu steamed himself, and said: "It seems that the score line of Peking University has not been released yet, but it should start recruiting students. It is difficult to get high-scoring students, so you must act in advance, but I will tell you the specific details." I don’t know anymore, I don’t have a job at Peking University, I’m still suspended, and I’ve never been back.”

Lao Wu said: "I will ask you about your suspension later."

"It's okay." Zhang Ye said nonchalantly: "I can see things now and let nature take its course. Even if I were to be reinstated, I might not have time to go back to teaching. I still have to be busy with "The Voice" for a while. , and then I have to think about the next show.”

After meal.

Zhang Ye remembered something. When he saw Old Wu going downstairs to wash the dishes, he took out his mobile phone and called Dean Pan from Peking University, "Hey, Dean Pan, are the score lines out?"

Dean Pan said: "It's not out yet, but it's almost there. There's probably a slight fluctuation. What's wrong?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "That's right. Do you know Huang Lingling?"

"Huang Lingling?" Dean Pan said, "The one with perfect scores in the math test in Beijing?"

Zhang Ye said: "Yes, this little girl's scores in other subjects may not be as high as mathematics. I'm afraid that she won't be able to pass the score line of Peking University and miss out on good talents."

Dean Pan immediately said: "Don't worry, we can't miss her. The admissions team has already gone to meet with the high-scoring students, and Huang Lingling's name is on the list."

"Okay, then I know."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye got up and went downstairs to chat with Lao Wu again.

…

at the same time.

To the outside world, this year’s enrollment is already in full swing!

The Peking University admissions team has already been established. Just like in previous years, this year Peking University has also dispatched a lot of admissions forces and personnel to go to various key schools and candidates’ homes to recruit people. Most of the admissions teams are female teachers and female staff. It is based on the policies of previous years, playing the emotional card and tenderness card to get closer to the candidates, and if necessary, promising scholarships and other preferential treatment.

Su Na was also a member of the Peking University admissions team. In the morning, she came to a community in the west of the city alone, went upstairs, and knocked on a door.

The door opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

Su Na smiled softly and said, "It must be Aunt Song."

The woman asked: "Who are you?"

Su Na said: "I am a teacher in the admissions department of Peking University. I contacted you on the phone last night."

"Oh oh oh, it's Teacher Su." The woman was very polite.

Su Na looked inside and said with a smile: "Is Xiao Chen at home? I want to have a chat with him."

The woman was a little embarrassed, "My son...he was just picked up by a teacher from Tsinghua University."

Su Na was stunned, "Didn't we make an appointment yesterday?"

The woman apologized: "I'm sorry, Teacher Su. I also wanted my son to wait for you, but two admissions teachers from Tsinghua University came to my house at six in the morning and insisted that my son go with them. In the end, they were a bit forceful. It’s too late, my son and I don’t want to offend others, so..."

Su Na was furious, Tsinghua? ?

…

the other side.

Fourth.

Han Henian from the Department of Mathematics of Peking University led the team, but as soon as they arrived at the gate of No. 4 Middle School, they were stopped by the guard and two teachers from No. 4 Middle School.

The guard asked: "What are you doing?"

Han Henian got out of the car and said, "Hello, we are from the admissions team of Peking University. We would like to talk to two students, Zhang Zhipeng and Su Xiao. Please open the door."

A teacher from No. 4 Middle School looked at them and said, "Today is the graduation ceremony of the students. There is a meeting going on. You can come back at noon."

Another female staff member from the admissions team of Peking University said: "We will have a brief chat with the two students. It will not delay your graduation ceremony. This is also for the future of the children, isn't it?"

The teacher from the No. 4 Middle School waved his hand impatiently, "Not today, please come back."

It didn't make sense. In the end, Han Henian and the others could only drive aside and just wait here. The two students they were looking for today were ranked sixth and eleventh in this year's Beijing College Entrance Examination. Peking University has given instructions to win over a high-scoring student. Han Henian has also taken a fancy to the student named Zhang Zhipeng. This person is only five points short of a perfect score in mathematics, and he is not partial to any subject. He is also almost average in other subjects. A perfect score, so Han Henian came here in person just to see if he could accept a student.

I waited left and right, but the guard wouldn't let me go.

Suddenly, a car drove over and stopped briefly at the gate before being let in.

Han Henian and the others thought it was the school's or a teacher's car and didn't pay much attention to it. But when the car drove out ten minutes later, one of the sharp-eyed female teachers called out.

"It's Zhang Zhipeng and Lidya Su!"

"ah?"

"They were picked up!"

"Is the passenger in the passenger seat Lao Xu from Tsinghua University?"

Several people from the admissions team of Peking University were shocked and immediately went up to question the people from No. 4 Middle School, "What's going on with you? Didn't you say that no one is allowed to enter the graduation ceremony?"

The teacher from the No. 4 Middle School said plausibly, "The meeting is over, so I can naturally enter."

Han Henian was extremely angry, "You!"

They finally figured it out. It was basically the people from Tsinghua University's admissions team who had colluded with some teachers from No. 4 Middle School to prevent Peking University admissions people from entering, so that they had no chance to get in touch with high-scoring students!

…

The same scene also happened in No. 8 Middle School.

The No. 8 Middle School held a press conference for high-scoring students today, because this year the No. 8 Middle School produced a top scorer in the college entrance examination and five students who ranked among the top 100 in the Beijing College Entrance Examination. In addition, there was also a student who scored perfect marks on the Beijing math test paper, and he was He is the only one in Beijing with a perfect score in mathematics. Naturally, many people came to today's meeting, including newspaper reporters, TV stations, parents of candidates, and people from the admissions team of Tsinghua and Peking University who had been preparing for the success.

As soon as the interview ended, four male teachers from the Tsinghua admissions team rushed up to me.

One of the Tsinghua teachers was none other than Liao Qi, who was in this year's college entrance examination thesis group and had conflicts with Zhang Ye over poetry comparisons.

"Classmate Huang Lingling, we are from Tsinghua University!"

"Classmate Zhou Zheng, let's talk. The car is outside. Our professors from Tsinghua University are already waiting for you at school. Let's talk about your aspirations."

Several high-scoring students were suddenly surrounded by people from the Tsinghua admissions team.

There were three teachers from the Peking University admissions team. One was in his forties and two were in their twenties. They were both female teachers. Of course, they couldn't squeeze in. I couldn't get in from outside.

A female teacher from Peking University was furious and said, "What are you doing! Huang Lingling and Zhou Zheng both applied for our first choices at Peking University! What does Tsinghua University have to do with you?"

Professor Liao Qi from Tsinghua University looked at him coldly, "Everyone has a chance. Who stipulates that if you filled out your initial application, you must go to Peking University? You must respect the wishes of the candidates!" After that, he took the two Huang Linglings. Walking out with Zhou Zheng, "Give way, give way!"

Huang Lingling was pulled away and said in a panic: "I, I have already applied for Peking University."

A male teacher from Tsinghua University pointed at Liao Qi and said: "This is our Professor Liao from Tsinghua University. Professor Liao came to pick you up in person, which has already shown our sincerity. It doesn't matter what your preference is. As long as you are willing to apply for Tsinghua University, we can pick you up directly. Let's go and talk over there at Tsinghua University, a teacher will talk to you in detail."

Huang Lingling said anxiously: "I really don't want to go, I..."

Three female teachers from Peking University said angrily: "Are you respecting the wishes of the candidates!?"

When reporters saw the teachers from Peking University and Tsinghua University starting a "fight", they all looked at each other. They did not expect that the competition for high-scoring students would be so fierce this year.

In previous years, the two best universities in the country played the emotional card, and it has always been like this in recent years. But who would have thought that this year's Tsinghua University would change from the past and take a strong stance, not talking about emotions or feelings at all. , most of the people who came were strong male teachers, with the direct purpose of dragging away the high-scoring students first! This caught the Peking University admissions team off guard!

Female teacher from Peking University: “These are our students!”

Liao Qi said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

Female teacher from Peking University: "Are you still being unreasonable?"

A few male teachers from Tsinghua University didn't talk nonsense to them, but just grabbed the students and pushed them out!

The teachers in the No. 8 Middle School were all dumbfounded. They could not help but persuade him, and they couldn’t help!