The days go by.
It seemed that just overnight, Zhou Chuan went from being an unknown person to a well-known figure.
Not only did the admissions offices of universities across Kyushu hear the news, but many media also came to visit. However, they were all rejected by the parents on the grounds that "the college entrance examination is important and the children are busy reviewing." As a result, Zhou Chuan got a period of time to review that was neither too long nor too short.
Thanks to the presence of the three mobile air conditioners, Qi Ye, Ba Ye and Jia Ye, he was able to enjoy the ultimate coolness in this hot summer, as if he was in the underworld, and his review state was directly maximized.
"I've almost finished reviewing."
Zhou Chuan closed Yu Lao's notebook and pressed his temple tiredly.
Different from the four sets of papers in the previous life, this world's college entrance examination for card makers consists of three rounds, namely written test, on-site card making and simulated combat.
The latter two are easy to say, after all, he has experience in major competitions and is not afraid of performing on the spot.
The only thing that gave me a headache was the written test, which seemed the most harmless.
Although he had a good foundation and had Mr. Yu's notes as a guide, he was considered a qualified test-taker, but the key point was that the others were not bad either.
Especially those who are smart and have money at home to hire card-making masters for theoretical guidance, they may be slightly better than him.
In this regard, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to distance himself from others.
"Why is every world troubled by these things?"
Zhou Chuan sighed helplessly, then packed up his books, washed up, and went to bed early.
He woke up early the next morning and saw his parents had prepared dinner and were sitting on the sofa, looking even more nervous than he was.
"Son, eat and drink enough. Dad will take you to the examination room later." Zhou Chengqiang said calmly.
"Got it, Dad."
Zhou Chuan nodded slightly, and after having breakfast, following his mother's repeated instructions, he and his father came to the main road of the city.
As if there is some iron law in the universe, it rains every time the college entrance examination comes.
Whether it is a drizzle or a downpour, it always stirs the hearts of candidates and their parents.
"Ah Chuan, good luck on your college entrance exam! You must come back with the top score!"
At the door of the breakfast shop downstairs, Boss Zhao paced back and forth in the heavy rain, as if trying to quench his anxiety.
Zhou Chuan was a little confused. It was his college entrance examination, so why did Old Zhao look more nervous than he was
But he didn't think much about it. He just shouted "Sure", and rushed to the examination room with his father.
"Write it once, check it once, and repeat it three times! If you have time, be sure to check the content on the answer sheet! Pay attention to your name and test number!"
In the heavy rain, the middle-aged, portly head teacher loudly instructed the students surrounding him, trying to boost their morale before they set out on the expedition.
Shouts of “Come on” echoed everywhere, high-spirited and loud.
"Come on, son. Do your best. No matter how you do in the exam, it will be fine." Zhou Cheng patted Zhou Chuan's shoulder and said in a trembling voice.
"Dad, can you please have some confidence in your son? If we don't make a move, it's fine, but if we do, we have to bring back a top scorer." Zhou Chuan chewed the special beef jerky prepared for him by Mr. Fu as if nothing had happened.
"Okay, son. When you pass the imperial examination, I'll buy a truckload of firecrackers and set them off at our ancestral grave so that our ancestors can hear the bangs!"
Having said this, the father and son looked at each other with filial piety.
Finally, with a whistle, countless colorful "mushrooms" gathered towards the gate. The rain slid down the umbrellas, splashing water on the floor tiles.
There is rain in the sky and on the ground.
Zhou Chuan let out a long sigh and followed the crowd to his own battlefield.
"Now I show the students the test paper bags and answer sheet bags, both are sealed intact."
The invigilator showed two thick sealed file bags to the candidates, then opened the seals and distributed the test papers and answer sheets to everyone.
"2019 National College Entrance Examination - Card Making Section"
Zhou Chuan quickly glanced at the beginning of the test paper, wrote his test number and name, and started answering the questions.
He has had a good memory since he was young. Although he cannot remember everything he sees, he can still use his super brain to participate in the seasons with more water. The multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions on the first page are not difficult for him at all.
Therefore, he wrote so quickly that the invigilator had to pay attention to him.
In fact, it's not just Zhou Chuan. Almost all of the opponents he met in previous competitions who decided to take the college entrance examination moved at this speed.
The only thing that can reflect the gap is probably the last essay question at the end of the paper.
"Please write a paper of no less than 5,000 words with rationality as the core point, with no restrictions on the direction. (The sample data must come from the latest version of the textbook or the required reading list specified by the alliance)"
Looking at this short line of printed words, Zhou Chuan couldn't help but smile.
What does it mean that when the time comes, heaven and earth will work together
How did Zhou Chuan succeed in the previous competitions? In the end, it was all because of his overwhelming knowledge.
The manifestation of knowledge in card making is rationality!
No one understands rationality better than him!
“So I chose to solve the problem based on the conclusions in Mr. Yu’s notes.”
Zhou Chuan wrote with great enthusiasm.
Are you kidding? No matter how many advantages he has, he is just a high school student after all. How can his vision be compared with that of a card-making master like Mr. Yu
There are ready-made solutions, do you have to think of them yourself
Zhou Chuan smiled shamelessly, which made him look particularly out of place amidst the gloomy faces in the room.
Just like that, time passed quickly and it was two o'clock in the afternoon. After checking repeatedly, Zhou Chuan decided to hand in the paper half an hour in advance.
After raising his hand to signal the teacher, he was finally let out after a long round of inspection and confirmation.
"Student, I see the written test will end in more than 20 minutes. Why did you choose to hand in your paper early?"
A reporter wearing a raincoat struggled to squeeze out of the crowd and leaned forward to interview.
"this… "
Zhou Chuan paused, and under the encouraging gazes of Mr. Fu, Zhou Cheng, and Liang Bing, he took a few deep breaths and said awkwardly according to the speech prepared by them in advance: "For me, in this college entrance examination, it is not the examiner who wants to test me, but I want to test the examiner."
"What's the result?" the big-headed female reporter asked in a tactless manner.
“A little disappointed.”
After saying that, Zhou Chuan turned his back to the camera and waved his hands, then was drowned in the surging crowd amidst the gasps and discussions.
Five minutes later, at an intersection near the examination room, Zhou Chuan looked at the three people with "well done" written all over their faces, forced a smile, and wished he could dig out a huge black mountain on the spot.
"This is me, the genius of Baihu Lakes, so domineering!" commented Mr. Fu.
"My son is awesome. After hearing what he said, smoke would be coming out of our ancestral graves." Zhou Cheng said.
"Awesome!" said Sister Bing.
"Haha." Zhou Chuan smiled and urged a few people, then fled away.
That year when I was eighteen, Baihu was full of jokes.