Chapter 1729 College Entrance Examination Choice: Fudan

Zhuang Chaoying sighed quietly, Zhuang Tunan was tangled, and as a father, he was even more tangled. He wanted to do the best for his eldest son, but he didn't dare to say too much for fear of putting pressure on Zhuang Tunan.

Two sons with very different personalities.

The younger son is the type who is completely unafraid of any pressure. He is really bold and fearless.

The eldest son has a relatively sensitive personality. He was quite lively when he was a child, but as he got older, he became a bit taciturn.

No matter how satisfied Zhuang Chaoying is with her eldest son Zhuang Tunan, she still has to admit that Zhuang Tunan is really not good at withstanding pressure, at least not as good as her younger son.

Lin Wufeng was very discerning, so he stopped asking Zhuang Tunan and started chatting with Zhou Chen again.

"Tusi, what about you? What majors do you want to study? Do you have a target direction? I think you write very good articles and poems, and you also write fairy tales very well. You can also develop into novels in the future, which is very suitable for literature. major."

Zhou Chen shook his head and said, "If I wanted to apply for the literature department, I would have agreed to early admission. This time, I want to study a different major."

Lin Wufeng didn't understand why he emphasized this time, but he still asked very curiously: "Then what major do you want to take?"

Even Zhuang Chaoying and Zhuang Tunan looked at Zhou Chen with the same curiosity. They had never discussed this with Zhou Chen, because they usually didn't talk to Zhou Chen much, and Zhou Chen was very independent. Zhuang Chaoying was His father couldn't control it. Even if he wanted to talk, Zhou Chen wouldn't tell him. He himself couldn't save the dignity to ask Zhou Chen.

"I have a few intentions, but I haven't decided yet. The Department of Law at Peking University, the Department of Physics at Nanjing University, and the Department of Journalism and Communication at Fudan University."

Lin Wufeng was very surprised: "The departments of Journalism and Communication and Law are somewhat related to literature, but the Department of Physics has nothing to do with literature."

Zhuang Chaoying said: "I think the physics department is good. If you study mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world. Nanda is also very good, second only to Qingbei. But Tsinghua's physics department is also good, why not choose Tsinghua?"

“Close to home.”

Zhou Chen's answer was concise and concise, because this was his truest thought. He had attended Qingbei many times, and these two schools had long lost their aura for him.

Some people may think that it is easier to make connections in a school like Qingbei, but for Zhou Chen, he really doesn't care about this, because he has no plans to become bigger and stronger or become a great big shot, so there is no need to deliberately go there. What kind of connections do you have?

The other three people in the room were silent. They had no way to refute this reason.

They didn't know that Zhou Chen originally had no problem with where to go to college, but several of his tasks made him feel that it would be better to stay closer to home.

Although Zhuang Chaoying really wanted his youngest son to take the exam in Qingbei, after all, these two colleges are the most famous and the highest institutions of higher education in the country. They are the universities most respected by most parents in the country. As a high school teacher in the education field, he naturally cannot Free from vulgarity.

It's just that he really has no say in Zhou Chen. He thought about it and decided to discuss it with his wife Huang Ling. Zhou Chen should listen to Huang Ling's words.

After this discussion about college entrance examination aspirations, the college entrance examination is only a few days away.

In the past few days, Zhuang Tunan even forgot about food and sleep, staying up almost until after twelve o'clock every night.

Zhuang Xiaoting gave up her share of milk to Zhuang Tunan to replenish his brain and body. Huang Ling made nutritious food for many days in a row. Even Song Ying froze a lot of ice cubes in the refrigerator every day. , for Zhou Chen and Zhuang Tunan, and mung bean soup is cooked every day.

Just that day, an old man who collected scraps came to the alley and shouted about collecting scraps. Song Ying rushed out at super speed, drove the scrap collector away very domineeringly, and then gave orders around , please stop making noise, the college entrance examination will be held soon, don't affect Zhuang Tunan and Zhou Chen's college entrance examination.

The banker is very famous in this area, especially Zhuang Tuxi, the second eldest brother of the banker. Even if he has never seen the neighbors who come and go, he has basically heard of them, so everyone is basically very cooperative and has not done much in the past few days. noisy.

These days are also rare quiet moments for neighbors. Even the usual quarrels between husband and wife, beating and scolding of children have not happened. Everything is so harmonious and loving.

After driving away the waste collector, as soon as Song Ying came back, Huang Ling gratefully fanned Song Ying with a banana fan, looking grateful and flattering.

"Song Ying, thanks to you these days, let alone the yard, the whole alley is much quieter now."

Song Ying said with a smile: "I told Wu Feng that Tunan and Tuxi's college entrance examination is a top priority. Let alone people, even flies and mosquitoes are not allowed to buzz in our yard."

She stretched her head and looked into the banker's house, and asked quietly: "Sister Ling, look at how serious Tunan is, but why is Tuxi not in a hurry? It's about to take the exam, and he even brought Xiaoting and Dongzhe with him. Isn’t he too eager to go out to play?”

Huang Ling said helplessly: "You don't know Tuxi yet? He is like this. Chaoying and I also told him to study hard to prepare for the exam, but he didn't take it seriously at all. He stayed up all night just for this matter. He couldn't sleep, saying that a arrogant soldier will be defeated, that his attitude is not correct, that he doesn't listen to the old man, and that he will suffer the consequences, but he could only sulk because Tutsi didn't care at all. "

Song Ying covered her mouth and chuckled: "This child Tuxi is really the most special and interesting child I have ever seen. He is filial, sensible and smart."

"Very stubborn."

Huang Ling added a sentence, and the two looked at each other and laughed, but the next moment, they covered their mouths at the same time, fearing that they would disturb Zhuang Tunan in the room.

The college entrance examination started on time, and the three-day college entrance examination passed in a flash.

After the college entrance examination, Zhuang Tunan immediately looked for Zhou Chen to check the answers. Although there was a gap between the two brothers, Zhuang Tunan still lowered his head on such a big event, because he knew that Zhou Chen's answer must be more standard than his, and Zhou Chen's estimated score might be more accurate than his own.

After estimating the score, it was time to fill in the application form. Zhuang Tunan considered for a long time, and finally chose the architecture department that he liked more, the architecture department of Tongji University.

Zhou Chen, after thinking for a long time, applied for the journalism and communication of Fudan University. On the one hand, he thought that it was close to home, so that he could take care of Huang Ling at any time. On the other hand, he knew that Zhuang Xiaoting would most likely apply to a university in Shanghai in the future, and staying in Shanghai would also be convenient for taking care of his sister.

For this wish, Zhuang Chaoying was angry with Zhou Chen. He was angry that Zhou Chen did not apply to Tsinghua or Peking University, because even the teachers of No. 1 Middle School were persuading Zhou Chen to apply to Tsinghua or Peking University, but Zhou Chen insisted on doing so. Although Fudan University is also one of the top five universities in China, it is ultimately less prestigious than Tsinghua or Peking University.

Please...collect 6...books...!

But no matter how angry Zhuang Chaoying was, he could not change Zhou Chen's decision.

Although Huang Ling felt a little regretful, she was more happy. After all, compared with the distant capital, Shanghai is very close to Suzhou, and it is much more convenient to go to school and go home, and the development of Shanghai is not much worse than that of the capital.

Zhou Chen chose journalism and communication because he had not been exposed to this major before, and this major is also somewhat related to his current development. Since he has already embarked on the road of literature, studying this major can also make his literary creation and development much more convenient.

Of course, the most important thing is to learn more new knowledge, which is also his idea of ​​applying for the Law Department of Peking University. Law has an extremely important existence in both modern and ancient society. Since it is not learned in this world, it is the same to learn it in other film and television worlds in the future.

During the period before the announcement of the results, Zhou Chen still ate well, slept well and played well, while Zhuang Tunan's mood was complicated. He didn't eat well, sleep well, let alone play. He was worried all day, waiting for the announcement of the results.

Zhou Chen used these days to complete another comic book, which was taken from a foreign "Little Mouse Painter". This is one of the classic fairy tales in the 1990s. He plans to publish it in China first, and then find a foreign publisher to publish it after he goes to college and has foreign connections.

Finally, it was time for the college entrance examination to be announced. Zhuang Tunan got up early in the morning. No, to be precise, he woke up at four or five in the morning, and then mumbled there, making Zhou Chen unable to sleep.

Zhou Chen was pulled up by Zhuang Xiaoting. As a younger sister, she was more anxious than Zhou Chen himself and wanted to know the results of her two brothers as quickly as possible.

Zhou Chen had no choice but to ride his bike to take her to school to see the red list.

Zhou Chen had just arrived at the school and had not seen the red list yet, but he was stopped by someone and told loudly that he was admitted to Fudan University.

This result was expected, and Zhou Chen was quite calm, but Zhuang Xiaoting jumped up excitedly, hugged Zhou Chen and shouted, completely losing her usual ladylike appearance.

Zhuang Tunan became more nervous when he heard it, so he didn't care about his younger brothers and sisters and ran quickly to see the list.

These days are not like the later generations who can directly call or check online. Generally, the school announces the admission results, and then wait for the admission notice to arrive.

Fortunately, the final result is good. Zhuang Tunan was admitted to Tongji University, which also made him feel relieved. Although Tongji is slightly inferior to Fudan, at least he was not left behind by Zhou Chen. For him, this result is acceptable.

Along the way, many students greeted Zhou Chen and Zhuang Tunan. They were already famous people in the school, and now they were admitted to famous universities. Although they would not be together in the future, it was also a good thing to leave a good impression.

Zhou Chen met his class teacher, who pulled him aside and sighed, saying it was a pity, saying that Zhou Chen's score was easy to get into Tsinghua or Peking University, and Fudan was very good, but it always felt a little bit off.

After more than an hour in school, Zhou Chen and the other two went home.

At this time, Huang Ling was absent-minded in picking vegetables. She took more than an hour to pick a pot of vegetables. Zhuang Chaoying was not much better and could not read at all.

The two looked out the door every few minutes, wanting to see if the children had returned. They looked nervous on the surface, but they were even more anxious inside.