I'm a genius star

Chapter 9 He Said: This Is My Dream

Looking back on life, one of the most talked about topics is "love".

Either openly, or secretly, or wishful thinking, or sympathy.

Su Yun, as a "lonely traveler" in the desert, a traveler who has spent tens of thousands of years alone, has no reason not to look forward to such a life.

But Su Yun did not expect that day to come so suddenly.

After seeing off Academician Lu, Zhang Jianguo came to Su Yun's dormitory again.

Su Yun just sat on the chair in a daze. Seeing the principal coming in, Su Yun said, "Principal, I want to go to class."

Zhang Jianguo nodded: "Okay, tomorrow you will be divided into classes for formal classes, so you can follow the procedure to attend classes. Of course, your end-of-semester exams still have to be assessed separately."

Su Yun shook his head and continued: "Principal Zhang, I want to go to the Academy of Art."

"Eh..." Zhang Jianguo was speechless for a moment, his brain froze.

Zhang Jianguo looked into Su Yun's eyes and asked puzzledly: "You said to go to the Art Academy? Although I don't want to say that, but the Art Academy of Peking University is not that good, and you are a typical genius mathematician, you go to the Art Department What are you doing?"

"Because..." Su Yun thought for a while, then said with a smile, "I want to be a star."

Zhang Jianguo's head was full of black lines: "You..."

"This is my dream." Su Yun interrupted Zhang Jianguo and said directly.

When Zhang Jianguo heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and instead of continuing to persuade him, he sighed: "Okay, we will help you solve it here, please pay attention to the notice."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Jianguo turned around and left, went out, picked up his mobile phone, and sent a message in a group: people from the School of Mathematical Sciences came to the conference room for a meeting.

.........

In the conference room, one can accommodate more than 20 people, and nearly half of the people are seated in front of the wide round table, and Zhang Jianguo is on top of it.

Seeing that everyone was here, Zhang Jianguo said seriously, "Today is the meeting, and I want to announce something."

Looking at everyone present, Zhang Jianguo continued: "Su Yun said he was going to transfer to the Academy of Art."

Snapped! ! !
"It's impossible! I firmly oppose it!"

In an instant, an old man slapped the table to protest. Zhang Jianguo looked at him, not surprised, as he expected.

This person is the dean and professor of Peking University School of Mathematical Sciences, Pan Zhian.He is over 70 years old and has taught at Peking University for more than [-] years. It can be said that at Peking University, anyone who sees him has to be respectful, even Zhang Jianguo, the principal, is no exception.

In the past half a month, the name of the student Su Yun has long been lingering in the ears of the professors and teachers in the Department of Mathematics.

In fact, this is also nonsense, and it has alarmed the people of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, can they not know?

It's just that because the news was strictly blocked, they didn't see him. They only knew that there was a math genius among the freshmen in their mathematics department, and even the Chinese Academy of Sciences was alarmed.

At this time, other people in the mathematics department also spoke up.

"Yes, I am also firmly against it. It is nonsense for a math genius to tell me to play art!"

"That's right, Principal Zhang, you can't let him do whatever he wants, otherwise it's a waste of money!"

"Yes, yes..."

"headmaster……"

Zhang Jianguo listened to their opinions one by one, but his eyes never changed.

Finally, the elderly Professor Pan continued: "Our Department of Mathematics at Peking University is not as good as that of Tsinghua University. After such a good effort, we have such a good seedling. It is impossible for us to let people go!"

Zhang Jianguo shook his head helplessly: "I've expected you to react like this, so I thought, his person is still attached to your School of Mathematical Sciences, but it doesn't matter if he goes to the art department to take classes?"

Pan Zhian lowered his voice after hearing this, but he still frowned and said, "He's a natural mathematician, what's he doing at that actor's place?"

Zhang Jianguo smiled and said, "I also asked him, but he only answered me with one sentence. Professor Pan, do you know what he said?"

Pan Zhian didn't speak, and motioned for him to continue.

Zhang Jianguo: "He said: This is my dream."

Pan Zhian: "..."

other people:"…………"

That's right, now, in the eyes of the outside world, all of them are geniuses among geniuses.But when they were young, who didn't have a dream?
Did they want to go this way or did they just have to choose another way because they were gifted in it?

The answer is self-evident.

But now, this 18-year-old boy, can they still use the slogan that he has talents to deprive him of his dream?
Can't you choose to chase your dreams if you have talent?

This group of top mathematicians fell silent.

The meeting came and went quickly. When Su Yun was having dinner in the cafeteria, he received a class placement notice and was invited into a group called "Art Department Class 02".

After Su Yun clicked to agree, an announcement popped up in the group first.

"Attention all students, the official class will start tomorrow, the class schedule is in the group file, download and check the class schedule by yourself, everyone will have self-study in the 7 of Seventh Teaching at 7201:[-] tomorrow morning, and you must not be late or absent."

After Su Yun found the class schedule file in the group file, he downloaded it and looked at it. There are not many classes in a week. On average, there are three major classes a day, and the average class is about six hours a day.

The group is currently in a state of silence, so no one is talking in it. Su Yun put away his mobile phone, brought the finished meal to the designated place, and went back to the dormitory.

Four days passed in a blink of an eye, today is Friday, the twelfth day of the eighth lunar month, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be two days away.

In the past few days, except for the music class, Su Yun didn't go to any of the other classes, and the teachers didn't say anything.

As a result, Su Yun became famous in class 02 of the art department, and became the "ghost member" discussed by everyone.

If you want to go to class, go, if you don't want to go, don't go.In the eyes of all students, this is not too bad, okay?It can be said that this is something that every student thinks about, but dare not do. In the end, someone did it.

The most important thing is that this teacher didn't say anything!

You should know that there is a person in front of you, because he was 2 minutes late for the painting class, he was deducted [-] points from his usual grades, and this ghost member just didn't come!
Su Yun has been in the library every day these days, but now he is not reading books related to mathematics, but physics.

Su Yun was quickly flipping through the book "Theory and Research of Quantum Mechanics" in area C2 on the third floor. At this time, the third floor was already open. Apart from Su Yun, there were some students on the third floor who were also reading the book.

When Zhang Jianguo first got the news, he thought that Su Yun had changed his mind, and he was quite happy.

But then I heard that he still went to class, but Su Yun only went to music class.

Zhang Jianguo began to think about it: "Does he want to be a singer? I remember that Xiao Wang seems to be planning to host another show. Don't worry about it, just call and ask."

Zhang Jianguo flipped through the phone's address book, quickly found a number, and dialed it.

After beeping for a while, the phone was connected, and a voice came from the other side of the phone: "Hello? Principal Zhang?"

Zhang Jianguo said with a smile: "Hehe, it's me, Xiao Zhang still remembers me?"

The other end of the phone seemed to be flattered: "Oh, you are joking, no one can forget you! What's the matter? Did you call me for something?"

Zhang Jianguo said indifferently: "That's it. I heard that you are going to host a singing variety show recently? I have a student here, and I want to recommend it. Do you see your trouble?"

The other side seemed to be very entangled: "Hmm... well, our players' playing order and rehearsals have been arranged..."

But he hesitated for a moment, and the other side of the phone immediately said: "But since Principal Zhang called in person, I have to give you a face no matter what! How about this, we will start recording in a month, and you will put him on the phone when the time comes." Tell me, I will let him appear as an alternate challenger, what do you think?"

In fact, it is false to say that it is so embarrassing. It is just arranging a player. For Wang Quan, it is easier than drinking water, but this is the favor of the president of Peking University. If it can be sold, it must be sold well.

Zhang Jianguo said with a smile: "Hehe, okay, then I will trouble you, Xiao Zhang, and I will treat you to dinner next time."

Zhang Quan immediately replied with a smile: "Haha, no need, I can treat you to dinner another day, don't refuse!"

Zhang Jianguo: "Hehe, that's good, then I'll do mine first, and I won't bother you."

Zhang Quan responded, "Alright, you are busy."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jianguo clicked on Su Yun's number and edited a text message.

The content is:
One month later, there will be a singing program, do you want to go?
The other side will return soon:
go with.

Zhang Jianguo smiled and replied with one word:

it is good.

　It takes 3-4 hours to write a chapter every time, and then I have to re-read it after publishing it, and make revisions. It takes about 5 hours to complete a chapter of the novel!People who write novels are angels! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)