Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 639
"Da Linzi, how did you do in the exam?"

"Very good, 700 points should not be a big problem."

"Hehe, I haven't seen you in four months, but you are really good at bragging about B."

"What are you bragging about? I'm just telling the truth. If you perform exceptionally well, you may be able to win the Anyang liberal arts champion."

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Half a month later, the college entrance examination score inquiry channel was opened. At this moment, the streets and alleys and the unit buildings in Anyang were full of ecstatic shouts.

"My Cao, my son scored 660 in the test!"

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"My son got 654 points!"

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"My daughter..."

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On this day, all the large and small hotels in the city were full of people, most of them were celebration banquets held by the parents of Classes [-] and [-] of Anyang High School for their children.

At a certain bus stop, a mother was struggling to carry the vegetables she had just bought, and asked her son when she was waiting for the bus.

"Son, did you really check your grades? Did you score 640?"

"Mom, why don't you believe me? I took all the results of the query and sent them to you in video. What else do you want?"

"Hehe, mom heard people say... This video can be P."

"Hey, my scores are considered low. Most of my classmates have scored more than 650 points in the test, and several of them have scored more than 700 points. You don't know. After we were closed, everyone hardly had a day. If you don’t suffer, as long as you keep your eyes open, the teacher will give you lectures next to you, go to the bathroom, eat, take a bath, and even sleep. I can recite the textbooks backwards."

"Hehe, Mom trusts you...But Mom always feels uneasy. Before, your test score was only 300 points. How come it has become so high all of a sudden."

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Zhao Yu's house.

Zhao Yu's mother held the landline and kept calling the phone number she had memorized.

I listened to it back and forth more than ten times.

"Mom, it costs money to check your grades. You have called more than 10 times. Don't worry about the phone bill."

"Hehe, I don't feel bad, even if it's 100 yuan... 1000 yuan, my mother doesn't feel bad. You only got 400 points in the exam last year. Mom also said that you can only get a junior college exam, but I didn't expect you to do so well this year. .Well, you go to eat first, and I'll hear about the results..."

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Similarly, the situation of Xu Fei who lived upstairs was similar.

His father is still a senior official, and he is usually very serious at home. He dialed three or four times, and after confirming that the score was correct, he called his son Xu Fei to him.

"Son, the principal of your school is a star, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is the boss of Lingyun Group."

"Well... you said... could it be that he bought the examiners of the college entrance examination or something, and then changed your grades in the third and sixth classes of senior high school, or leaked all the exam papers and questions for you in advance?"

"Dad, how is this possible? The test papers are all sealed after delivery. Even if our principal is so capable, why doesn't he tell the whole school the answer? If all six classes in the school do well in the test, then Isn't it more powerful?"

Seeing that his father still didn't believe it, Xu Fei was speechless, took out his phone and handed it to his father.

"Why don't you call the police, the police will arrest my principal, and arrange the tiger stool chili oil. I have been punished by him for 4 months, and I just want to deal with him."

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The results of the college entrance examination were released, and the entire No. [-] Middle School soon became the busiest center in Anyang, and Anyang also became the busiest center in the country.

In a certain community, Li Xiuqin, who had just returned home from get off work, saw that her corridor was surrounded by water, so she squeezed in curiously and asked her neighbors.

"What's going on here? Is someone burglarizing again, or is the second uncle upstairs dead?"

"Oh, why is the second uncle dying? You see, that's not the second uncle. He is in good spirits."

"Then... what are you doing around here?"

"You don't know yet, the son of Liang Guifen's family on the third floor has been admitted to the first place in the liberal arts. The leaders of their school and the TV station have come. I saw with my own eyes that the principal carried such a big suitcase, which is full of bright red. The big ticket, at least hundreds of thousands, I heard that Qingbei rushed to admit him, and he is interviewing at home now."

"The son of Liang Guifen's family? Just that Xiaohao? Can he be admitted to the top of the liberal arts? Are you kidding? Did you make a mistake?"

"That's what we said too. How could Xiao Hao do so well in the exam when he got into fights and skipped class to go online."

Li Xiuqin curled her lips. Her house went upstairs and downstairs with Liang Guifen. She used to hear Liang Guifen scolding her son for being stupid every day. When she was a sophomore in high school, her son was almost expelled from school for fighting. He often failed math and English. A liberal arts champion?

"Rang Rang, I'm going upstairs to go home, let Rang..."

Jealousy makes people uncomfortable, Li Xiuqin pushes through the crowd and squeezes up the corridor. When passing by the third floor, she pretends to glance inside, and she really sees the reporter in the living room interviewing Liang Guifen with a microphone.

"Ms. Liang, congratulations to your son for becoming the No. [-] scholar in liberal arts in West Qin Province. What do you plan to do with the bonus you won this time?"

Li Xiuqin was even more distressed when he heard that Qinxi Province was the No. [-] scholar in liberal arts. He thought he was the No. [-] scholar in the city, but he turned out to be the No. [-] scholar in the province.

As a result, Liang Guifen's words made her almost vomit blood again.

"Hey, my son didn't perform well this time, so he was only one point away. Otherwise, he would be the number one scholar in the national liberal arts. As for these bonuses, I plan to leave enough for his tuition and living expenses..."

"Uh...Ms. Liang, Tsinghua University and Peking University both want to admit your son, and promise to waive tuition fees for three years and provide a full scholarship. Which school do you want your child to choose?"

"Hehe, I don't know much about this. I think it's better for the children to choose by themselves, or... we will also consult the school for advice."

"Then... the most important question, do you have any tricks for cultivating such a liberal arts champion?"

Mentioning this, Liang Guifen's eyes turned red.

"We are a single-parent family. My husband passed away in a car accident a few years ago. I usually take care of my son alone. To be honest, I don't have a high diploma, and because I have to earn money to support my family, I can't help him with his studies. Before the second semester of the third year of high school, his grades were actually very poor, with an average of about 400 points. Later, it was the closed teaching method implemented by the school. The child said that everyone's learning atmosphere is very good..."

"So you're saying it's all the school's fault, right?"

Liang Guifen nodded, and the reporter handed the microphone to Ling Yun again.

"Principal Ling, this year, the third and sixth classes of the third middle school have scored high in the collective test. Among the top 20 liberal arts in the country, 16 of this class accounted for 50 of the top 46 liberal arts in the province. This class accounted for [-]. I heard that this class used to study The grades are pretty bad?"

"Yes, No. [-] Middle School is a relatively poor high school in Anyang, and Class [-] of Senior Three is the worst class in No. [-] Middle School."

"So... such a bad class, how did you make it get such good grades in 4 months?"

"It's very simple, [-]% of the students' efforts, plus [-]% of the teachers' responsibility."

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After the news was reported, the whole of Anyang exploded.

(End of this chapter)