My Return to Life

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In a well-decorated hotel.

Sitting at a small round table were three people with a strange combination.

A well-groomed young man.

The makeup is exquisite and mature, and she looks like a woman in her twenties.

A handsome young man with a smile on his face.

"Ah, this?!"

Wang Honghai opened his small eyes to the largest with effort, and his face was full of doubts.

"Student Fang, you don't have to be so polite. Just call me Brother Wang. I'm just a little older than you."

Fang Nian scratched his hair, and changed his address with embarrassment on his face: "I'm sorry, Brother Wang."

He was just watching a show just now, so he's going bald.

Accidentally remembered 'Lao Wang', and quickly changed his name to Uncle after he couldn't hold back.

"no problem, no problem."

Wang Honghai quickly waved his hands.

"Qiu, Junior Sister Guan..."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Qiuhe quickly handed over the menu: "Brother Wang, let's order first."

"..."

It's not just Fang Nian who can see clearly.

Guan Qiuhe could also see it clearly, and even guessed the scene from the beginning, that's why she specially put on makeup.

Several times when Wang Honghai wanted to say something, he was politely interrupted by Guan Qiuhe.

The atmosphere was never awkward.

After waiting for the dishes to be served, Guan Qiuhe simply cut to the chase.

"Senior Brother Wang, my younger brother wants to know about Fudan's admissions policy, mainly the admission requirements and independent admissions rules."

Wang Honghai pushed his glasses and said politely.

"Is student Fang a local in Shanghai?"

Fang Nian replied with a smile on his face: "No, I'm from Xiangchu."

"Xiangchu..."

Wang Honghai took the food with chopsticks.

"Then there are more conditions."

"First of all, if you are recommended, you need five competitions and provincial ones, preferably national ones. If you have national ones, the corresponding majors are very secure. Second, foreign language school recommendation, which does not seem to be available in Hunan and Chu."

"..."

"In addition, some schools have recommended places, and they can participate in our school's experience camp, and select the best ones for recommendation."

"..."

Wang Honghai is still very young, he looks about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he may not have been working for a few years, so he doesn't speak in an official tone.

Of course there may be other reasons.

All in all, regarding the category of recommendation, it is very detailed.

But Fang Nian discovered that it basically had nothing to do with him.

Tangli No. 8 Middle School is the lowest-ranked middle school in a township under a poverty-stricken county, and is not eligible to recommend recommended experience camps.

It is even said that the entire Tongfeng may have no quota, or at most one or two quotas.

Then, Wang Honghai added another sentence: "Oh, by the way, this year's experience camp will open in 10 days, and the registration deadline will be at 5 pm tomorrow."

have to.

No play directly.

Even if it is an unconventional method at this time, it is too late.

Not to mention that Fang Nian's performance is still not ranked first in Tongfeng, but with so many competitors, everyone will lean towards the familiar candidate.

It's not Fang Nian, who suddenly popped up.

This road is basically blocked.

Then Wang Honghai introduced self-enrollment: "In terms of self-enrollment, it is relatively simple. Our school has different types of independent enrollment plans."

"Like literature, history and philosophy..."

Wang Honghai listed some enrollment plans.

These plans are very targeted and directly delineate different development directions.

"Different majors have different preliminary exams, which can basically be completed by email. Specifically..."

"After the initial test, you need to come to our school for a retest on June 15th..."

"Those who pass the exam must fill in the corresponding major direction in the first choice and first major they apply for, otherwise our school will not admit it in principle..."

"After self-enrollment, the points will be reduced as appropriate. Generally speaking, some provinces only need to pass the province's one score line. For Xiangchu, you should be able to reduce 20 points on the score line."

"..."

Fang Nian exhaled softly, "Thank you, Brother Wang.

"

Recommendations are basically useless, and self-enrollment is of little use.

It is nothing more than Fudan's score line of 640, and he has to pass the college entrance examination with a score of 620.

Moreover, it is very troublesome to take the path of self-enrollment. The literature, history and philosophy class requires a 3,000-word essay, which is not written, but it is actually quite difficult...

Hearing this, Wang Honghai waved his hands and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

Then asked: "Student Xiaofang, are you a science student or a liberal arts student now, and do you have a major in your mind?"

Fang Nian replied: "Science, philosophy."

"Science students choose philosophy?"

Wang Honghai was surprised: "Strictly speaking, philosophy is a liberal arts major, but our school still recruits science students, but there are not many places."

Philosophy is actually an unpopular major, most people don't know how to take it, and it is even easy to be transferred, which is not a big problem.

After wandering around, Fang Nian suddenly discovered that the way to pass the college entrance examination was the easiest.

At this time, Fang Nian deeply realized the gap between different environments.

As Zhu Jianbin said at the beginning, reading is the only chance for a small place like Tangli to change its destiny.

But now, some facts are clearly in front of them. Other opportunities are too difficult for people born in Tangli.

In fact, Fang Nian could go to Fudan University in an off-the-shelf way.

Such as paying a substantial sponsorship fee or something.

After a pause, Wang Honghai added: "Of course, there are other ways..."

... Finished the business.

According to common sense, there should be a change of cups and cups at the dinner table, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

Fang Nian understands this.

But the mood is not too beautiful, and the extra is not good for 'Brother Wang' as an assist.

Guan Qiuhe put on his usual cool look.

However, none of these troubled Wang Honghai.

After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth meticulously, took a sip of water, and then opened his mouth with a smile on his face.

"Qiu He, I heard from your friend that you left Shencheng when you were assigned a job after graduation and went to a remote town?"

"How are you doing there?"

"I heard that place doesn't even have a dot on the map..."

"..."

The tone is very soft.

Generally speaking, it feels like a gentle gentleman.

Guan Qiuhe showed a cold smile: "Brother Lao Wang is concerned, I am doing well."

Wang Honghai was not embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Guan is going back to Shencheng this time, is she planning to stay here and develop?"

Guan Qiuhe shook her head, and replied seriously: "Senior Brother Wang, you have misunderstood. I am here to visit Shencheng this time, so I will pass by."

"I'm doing pretty well in that little country town you're talking about that you can't even find a dot on the map."

"Oh, really?" Wang Honghai was taken aback.

"Haven't you ever thought about going back to Shencheng for development?"

"Small places have their advantages, but they also have disadvantages, such as traffic congestion, poor information, and difficulty in connecting with mainstream society."

Guan Qiuhe said perfunctorily, "I prefer to be quiet."

"..."

Fang Nian could see Guan Qiuhe's perfunctory clearly. He didn't know what happened to these two people before, so he didn't intend to find out.

The meals in this restaurant were good, which whetted Fang Nian's appetite, but he still managed to eat only 70% full.

At about the same time, Guan Qiuhe wiped his mouth just right.

"Senior Brother Wang, thank you today, and see you next time."

Wang Honghai was stunned, and then hurriedly said: "Are you leaving so soon? We finally met, and we will have a drink together later?"

Guan Qiuhe shook her head reservedly: "No, drinking at night makes my stomach feel uncomfortable."

"Then I'll see you off."

At this time, Wang Honghai knew how to advance and retreat, so he said quickly.

Guan Qiuhe waved his hand: "You don't have to be so polite, we're going to the Bund for a walk and blow the cold wind."

"Xiao Fang is coming to Shanghai for the first time, and his mother dragged me to take care of him."

At this time, the waiter in the store brought over the things Guan Qiuhe had deposited.

After taking it, Guan Qiuhe said, "I'm sorry to trouble you to come so late. I don't know what kind of wine Senior Brother Wang likes to drink, so I just bought two."

After Wang Honghai took it in a daze, Guan Qiuhe took Fang Nian away...

After walking a long distance, Guan Qiuhe finally explained when he reached the crowd on the Bund.

"A friend said that Senior Brother Wang happened to work in the Admissions Office of Fudan University. I thought that at the dinner table, we could talk about other shortcuts that were not on the surface."

"Well, Senior Brother Wang is three years older than me, he once chased me..."

In the end, Guan Qiuhe still explained the reason why he behaved so indifferently.

"...that's pretty much it..."

Fang Nian mourned for the tool man in his heart for a few seconds.

So, sometimes a girl you liked suddenly asks you out for dinner, maybe it's because she thought of you.

It's that you just happen to be a suitable tool person.

This truth is often very sad.

Fortunately, Fang Nian has never experienced it, because he told others that the age he liked was in high school.

After that, I didn't say it again, I don't have the conditions to be a tool person.

Hearing this, Fang Nian asked with confusion: "Actually, if this is the case, then it would be the same to take some time to ask directly at the Fudan Admissions Office."

Guan Qiuhe glared at Fang Nian: "Aren't you in a hurry to go back to Tangli tomorrow?"

Fang Nian didn't have time to say another word, 'It's actually too late to go to the Admissions Office tomorrow morning. '

Women's minds are hard to guess.

What's more, Guan Qiuhe is an old woman who is a year behind in age after putting on makeup like Guan Qiuhe...

But I have to say, inviting Wang Honghai to dinner is really not fruitless.

As Guan Qiuhe said, at the dinner table, there are indeed some channels that are not on the surface.

Wang Honghai also made some constructive comments.

For example, if you take the college entrance examination in Shanghai, the score line will be lowered a lot. Although everyone can think of this, the operation method is still quite complicated.

Another example is some relatively internal, but the process is more tossing.

"What are you going to do now?" Guan Qiuhe asked.

Fang Nian shrugged: "It basically has nothing to do with me, so let's sprint for the college entrance examination."

If you don't have that extra preparation, then you don't have it, who hasn't had the time to rush forward...

Crowded among the crowd on the Bund, Guan Qiuhe asked with a smile.

"How does it feel to come to the Bund to enjoy the cold wind?"

Fang Nian thought for a while, and answered honestly: "There are too many people, and there is no wind. I can only hear the shouting "Night Tour on the Pujiang River, and I will leave immediately."

Guan Qiuhe rolled her eyes: "If you want to take a boat, just say so."

"I'm going to buy two tickets, you wait."

Ten minutes later, Fang Nian finally boarded the ship.

At this time, Shencheng was not as prosperous as later generations. Fortunately, under the light boxes of buildings such as the Oriental Pearl Tower, the Huangpu River was at least pitch black.

"..."

But let's talk about experience.

That is, the wind in winter is still very cold.

Especially Fang Nian didn't even have a scarf, hat, or gloves.

On the other hand, Guan Qiuhe, with a scarf around her neck, can cover her ears.

Put the gloves together and use them directly as gloves.

She also mocked Fang Nian: "You little boys, at a young age, you already know that you need grace and not warmth..."

"Look, how frozen it is..."

"..."

The next morning, Guan Qiuhe took Fang Nian to Yu Garden for a stroll.

This classical garden in the south of the Yangtze River was first built in the Jiajing and Wanli years of the Ming Dynasty, covering an area of ​​more than 30 acres. The green layout is reasonable, the plants are properly arranged, and the layers are distinct.

Anyway, it is better than the experience of traveling on the Pujiang River at night.

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On the afternoon of January 5, 2009, Fang Nian bid farewell to Guan Qiuhe at Hongqiao Airport, and took a small suitcase through the security check to board the plane back to Xiangchu.

The trip to Shanghai did not even last 48 hours this time.

At two o'clock, the plane took off on time.

After running around for a while, Fang Nian caught up with the bus at the South Bus Station in the Xiangchu provincial capital.

The destination is a village under Tangli.

Every so often, there will be a group going to the provincial capital early in the morning, and returning from the provincial capital at around 4:00 pm. Fang Nian is not sure about the specific operating model.

He had only heard of it before, and Zhu Jianbin also took this bus when he went to the provincial capital.

At first he was just trying his luck, but he just caught up.

After more than two hours of bumps.

After six o'clock, Fang Nian finally returned to Tangli.

Randomly found a fast food restaurant on Internet Cafe Street, and after dealing with a bowl of soup and rice noodles, Fang Nian returned to the staff quarters...

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Break the bowl and rush towards the boutique!

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