Chapter 12 The days of receiving ten thousand are not long
"2297 Huaxia College Entrance Examination Admissions Guide".
The guide in my hand is very thick, almost as thick as a Chinese textbook.
What surprised everyone when they opened the first page was not a table of contents, but a line of poetry.
The font is Chinese running script. Just staring at those fourteen characters, a rush of passion rushes into my face:
"When I was a young man in bright clothes and angry horses, I lived up to my youth and knew it."
"It has been a rule over the years to write a poem on the homepage. It is to advise everyone to cherish time. The teacher has told you more than once that whether it is liberal arts or martial arts, the golden period of your progress is until you graduate from college..."
Listening to Liu Simin's bala bala, Shen Qian was thinking about something else.
He had read this poem before, but he didn't feel the impact just now, and the expressions of the classmates around him were obviously shocked.
The problem should lie with the person who wrote the poem.
Sure enough, there is an annotation on this poem in the lower right corner. The person who wrote the poem is Wu Wei, the Minister of Martial Arts.
Shen Qian, whose knowledge has increased recently, guessed something.
But isn’t it printed in batches and can it also retain mental power?
However, this kind of question was obviously overly ambitious, so Shen Qian didn't dwell too much on it and continued to read on.
The second page was the serious catalog. Shen Qian glanced at it and saw roughly four sections. The top one was information about all domestic liberal arts, martial arts and vocational colleges participating in the college entrance examination.
I just skipped vocational colleges. Although Shen Qian didn’t pay special attention to them, he also knew that vocational colleges were characterized by high tuition fees and low thresholds, and they were easily discriminated against...
Well, to put it more generally, for example, if you study at a certain civil and military vocational college, you can easily become a security guard after you graduate.
Old Hu, the security guard at Xingfu Community, looked like he graduated from a vocational school.
As for a pure liberal arts college...heh, are they still worthy of who I am today?
So Shen Qian turned directly to the page introducing martial arts colleges.
The page suddenly became much clearer, because compared with the densely packed liberal arts colleges, there are only 67 martial arts colleges in China that openly recruit students.
Last year, less than 40,000 people were admitted to the Wushu College Entrance Examination nationwide, and they were distributed among these 67 colleges and universities.
"Teacher Liu, I have a question." A boy wearing glasses raised his hand and asked.
Shen Qian glanced at it and saw that it was Dai Wen, an ordinary classmate in the class... The so-called ordinary classmates, in Shen Qian's definition, were classmates who were not outstanding in all aspects but not bad either.
"Say." Liu Simin nodded.
"There are at least one million people taking the martial arts college entrance examination every year, right?" Dai Wen said, "The admission rate is too low...but I feel that there are actually not many martial artists in society."
There is nothing wrong with the low admission rate. Everyone knows that the admission rate is very low. The key lies in the last sentence of Dai Wen.
Many students thought thoughtfully, yes, to be honest, the minimum standard for recruiting security guards in many decent communities nowadays is novice martial arts, but the competition in the martial arts college entrance examination is so cruel.
Not to mention the 500 registration fee, the poor in literature and the rich in martial arts have been like this since ancient times. Even if you are admitted to a martial arts college, the one-year tuition fee is at least ten times that of studying liberal arts.
For a while, many students who were in good physical condition but whose family background was average were a little confused.
If you can slowly be promoted to a martial artist without entering a martial arts college, then what is the point of the college entrance examination? What is the point of spending hundreds of thousands in tuition fees?
"It seems like you haven't studied the social situation properly." Zhang Liangwei, the top liberal arts student in the class, couldn't help but stand up and said before Liu Simin, "Yes, there are not a few social warriors, but you have ignored one issue. …”
"Many social warriors are warriors who were promoted long after they entered society. Martial arts theory classes and biology classes have told us that the golden age of the human body for practicing martial arts is before the age of thirty!"
"In other words, if you have a certain pursuit of martial arts, for ordinary people like us, entering a martial arts college is the only option!"
"Let me give you an example. For example, you may have heard a rumor that once you are promoted to a novice martial artist, you can receive subsidies from the Martial Arts Ministry."
"I know this. Ten thousand yuan every month, right?" Shen Qian's eyes lit up.
He still remembered that it was after seeing this statement on the Internet that he initially established his great goal of becoming a warrior.
"Yes, but this subsidy is limited. Only beginners who have become warriors before the age of 22 can receive this subsidy." Zhang Liangwei chuckled.
"After the age of 18, this subsidy will decrease year by year. For example, a novice martial artist before the age of 18 can receive 10,000 per month, but at the age of 19, he can only receive 8,000, and at the age of 20, it is 6,000... until 22 2,000 for those aged 22 and over, and this subsidy is no longer available.”
Liu Simin also added, "There are many warriors in society, but most of them are grassroots warriors. Like the liberal arts college entrance examination, the martial arts college entrance examination is the only chance for most ordinary people to change their destiny."
Many students in the class looked surprised, especially Shen Qian who looked the most determined.
A huge sum of ten thousand a month... mmp, why didn't you show up earlier in the system?
Thinking that he had just celebrated his 17th birthday, Shen Qian felt a little melancholy.
There are not many days when you can receive 10,000 yuan...
All in all, Liu Simin's meaning is very obvious. Most of the social warriors are hot chickens who have passed their golden age and are used to fill their numbers.
So the students who applied for the martial arts college entrance examination regained their fighting spirit, and began to discuss excitedly about various martial arts colleges, comparing the admission scores of previous years, and secretly guessing how high their hopes were.
Soon everyone gathered in twos and twos, and Wang Yangming also came over with a distressed look on his face, holding a booklet.
"Shen Qian, the more I look at it, the more I feel that my hope is slim. My parents hope that I can be admitted to Southwest Wuhan University, but Southwest Wuhan University is a second-tier Wuhan high school. The minimum physical fitness admission requirement last year was 127Kg. This is too difficult..."
"I think you should join me in applying to the local Jingcheng Martial Arts University. Although it has only been established for a short period of time, it is said that Jingcheng has an honorary principal, and the admission threshold is low. 120kg is enough strength!"
Shen Qian said nothing, but Zhou Xu answered.
"But the tuition at Jingcheng Martial Arts University is too expensive. I heard it starts at 100,000 yuan a year..."
Wang Yangming shook his head.
The two sighed and discussed for a while, and found that Shen Qian ignored them at all. Instead, he frowned and tapped the table while staring at the admissions guide on the table, as if he had encountered some difficulty.
Zhou Xu curiously walked over to take a look, and then let out a soft sigh, "Shen Qian, why is your page different from ours?"
Wang Yangming was also stunned. He stretched his head and took a look. Sure enough, Shen Qian's page was more refreshing, because there were only information about four universities on his page.
"What the hell...fuck!"
"Beiwu? Huawu? Sukowuda? Shenwu?"
Zhou Xu and Wang Yangming had ghostly expressions on their faces. No wonder there were only four universities on the page before Shen. They turned out to be the top ones in the country, and they were listed individually!