Kunming is like spring all year round, but the rainy season is too long.
Chen Mengjia walked into the marking room holding an umbrella, nodded and greeted Zhu Ziqing and others, then sat down and waited for the staff to bring the test papers.
The school janitor came with a bamboo basket, placed a boiled egg on the desk of each marking teacher, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen. Each of you needs an egg to replenish your health these days."
"This is good stuff. The treatment at Southwest Associated University is really good." A marking teacher from Yunnan University said with a smile.
Luo Changpei smiled bitterly and said: "What's the use of giving out eggs for free? The salary is just that little, and you Yun Dafa can't make a lot of money. I should go to open up wasteland and grow vegetables another day."
Zhu Ziqing said: "In any case, thanks to Mingcheng, his scientific chicken-raising technology has indeed benefited the country and the people. At least the children can eat eggs every week and don't have to eat bran every meal with us."
Chen Mengjia said: "When the Anti-Japanese War is won, I will go to the Zhou Mansion in Chongqing and give Zhou Da's capitalists a hard blow."
"Go together, go together, and make up for all the meat we haven't eaten in the past few years!"
Everyone agreed and laughed.
Amidst the laughter, the test papers were quickly brought. This marking room was specially used to mark Chinese papers in the rear area. A few teachers on the left marked the grammar group papers, and a few teachers on the right marked the engineering group papers.
There are only three questions in total, one is composition, and two are translation of classical Chinese and vernacular, which is very easy for the marking teacher.
Around noon, Chen Mengjia finally got to grade Zhou Weilie's test paper.
First, look at the page. The entire page is in regular script and the calligraphy is pretty good. However, there are a few corrections and the page is not neat. This is a deduction.
The idea of the composition is good, but unfortunately the writing style is simple, there is no use of allusions, and there is no special grammar, so I can only give it a passing grade.
The classical Chinese text was translated into vernacular Chinese, and the meaning was correct, but the work was lacking and it only had a passing grade.
As for the translation of vernacular texts into classical Chinese, Chen Mengjia frowned and deducted most of the score for this question with a swipe of his pen.
It only took Chen Mengjia a few minutes to finish marking this test paper. He did not know that this was the test paper for the son of an old friend, and he only gave a pitiful 43 points...
In the marking room next door, Hua Luogeng was grading mathematics for the rear science group. He also participated in setting the questions this time, and the question was the last one, which was so difficult that the candidates vomited blood.
Throughout the morning, Hua Luogeng only found one candidate who answered the question correctly and completely.
In the afternoon, a certain test paper made Hua Luogeng's eyes light up. Not only did he answer the last big question correctly, but he also used calculus. Hua Luogeng was very happy to write 100 points at the beginning of the paper, then stood up and said to other teachers: "This is
The answer to the paper is the best, please come and take a look."
Yang Wuzhi (Yang Zhenning's father) came over and took a look: "It's interesting. I'll write down his name when I unwrap the paper."
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Zhou Weilie didn't find it boring to stay in a hotel all day long. Anyway, he carried self-study books with him, and the days flew by.
On the day when the results were announced, Sun Yonghao took him to Southwest Associated University again. After getting the scores, he said, "Master, you scored 392 points. How is your score?"
"It should be over." Zhou Weilie said.
The total score of seven subjects is 600. Zhou Weilie's 392 points can only be considered as barely adequate. There are many outstanding people who have scored more than 500 points. But this score can definitely pass the score line of Southwest Associated University. Unfortunately, physics and chemistry can only choose one of the subjects to take the exam.
, otherwise he would have scored more than 290 points in mathematics, physics and chemistry alone.
There were some problems with the division of admission scores during the Anti-Japanese War. We took the national median and regional median, and then calculated the deviation value to increase or decrease as appropriate.
Under normal circumstances, the passing line is around 300 points, and the additional condition is that Chinese, mathematics and English cannot be zero points. It is absolutely impossible for someone like Luo Jialun to get zero points in mathematics and still study at Peking University. He is still there today.
He is now the president of Central University.
Of course, passing the score line of Southwest Associated University does not mean that you can be admitted.
The exam Zhou Weilie had just experienced was not called the college entrance examination, but was called the preliminary entrance examination, or the written entrance examination. There was also an interview next. Those who scored 450 or above could be admitted directly, but the rest would have to go through interviews.
Zhou Weilie waited patiently outside the classroom, with many students lying at the door and peeking.
Someone patted Zhou Weilie on the shoulder and said, "Little brother, my name is Wang Mi, from Guizhou. What's your name?"
"Zhou Weilie, from Chongqing." Zhou Weilie said.
"Then you are quite far away and the road is not easy to walk." Wang Mi said in surprise.
Zhou Weilie said: "It's okay."
Wang Mi added: "I took the 416 test, how many did you take?"
Zhou Weilie said: "392."
Wang Mi sighed and said: "The last question in mathematics and chemistry this year was too difficult. You also lost points on this, right?"
Zhou Weilie said: "I didn't take the chemistry exam, I chose physics."
"Then you're in luck. I heard that this year's physics questions are very easy. If I had known, I would have chosen physics." Wang Mi shook his head repeatedly.
"It's okay, we're all over the line." Zhou Weilie consoled him.
Wang Mi reminded: "My score is not bad, after all, it has passed 400 points. But you may be a little worried. If Southwest Associated University has high admission scores, they may recommend you to Yunnan University."
"Maybe." Zhou Weilie is not worried. Even if he cannot be admitted this year, the worst he can do is take the exam again next year. He is not willing to go to Yunnan University.
Wang Mi said: "My ideal is to be a great chemist and contribute to China's chemical industry. One day I will develop super explosives that will blow up even Japan. What about you, what is your ideal?
?”
"Study mathematics." Zhou Weilie said.
"That's very difficult, and if mathematicians are not popular, their role for the country is limited," Wang Mi said.
Zhou Weilie said: "Not necessarily."
Wang Mi nodded and said: "That's right, mathematics is the foundation of all natural sciences."
This guy was a chatterbox. He glanced inward while talking to Zhou Weilie. He talked about everything in the world, and they chatted for two hours without saying anything different.
Finally, a voice came from inside: "Zhou Weilie!"
Zhou Weilie walked into the classroom, bowed and saluted the five interviewers, and said, "Hello, teacher, my name is Zhou Weilie, from Chongqing."
There are several interview classrooms for the science and engineering group. The five interviewers in this classroom are Han from the Department of Mathematics, Ye Qisun from the Department of Physics, Yang Shixian from the Department of Chemistry, Chen Zhen from the Department of Biology, and Zhao Jiuzhang from the Department of Geology, Geography and Meteorology.
Han looked down at Zhou Weilie's file and score information, and whispered: "This student is one of the only three students in the Kunming examination area who has perfect scores in mathematics, and he is only 12 years old. He can be called a genius child. You can just ask a few questions.
Don't embarrass him, after all, he is still too young."
Yang Shixian smiled and said: "Don't talk about perfect scores in math, even if he just passed math, he will definitely be admitted to the school. He can score 392 points in the exam at the age of 12. Will he still get it when he grows up?"
Chen Zhen said: "Don't get too used to it. You have to hammer and beat to prevent Zhongyong from getting hurt."
"That's right. We can't let him get carried away." Zhao Jiuzhang said.
While several people were discussing in low voices, Ye Qisun tried his best to suppress his laughter and suddenly said: "Classmate Zhou Weilie, how are you doing, your father?"
Zhou Weilie was stunned for a moment and replied: "You are in good health and can eat and drink. Thank you teacher for your concern."
Yang Shixian tilted his head and asked Ye Qisun: "Old Ye, do you know this child?"
Ye Qisun laughed loudly: "He is the son of Zhou Mingcheng's family. I met him once at the Zhou Mansion in Tianjin when he was three years old. I was not sure at first, but when I saw the real person, he was right, and I could vaguely recognize him.
What he looked like when he was a child. Do you think he looks like Mingcheng?"
"Mr. Zhou's son? It's true that a tiger father has no son!" Han adjusted his glasses in surprise. He was also a fan of Zhou Hexuan's books back then. When he was studying abroad at Harvard, he often discussed "The Rise of the Great Powers" with Liang Sicheng and others.
The atmosphere of the interview suddenly became relaxed. Yang Shixian said jokingly: "The one who takes people softly is the one who cannibalize them. The Southwest Associated University takes and eats from Mr. Zhou, and his son came to apply for the exam. This means he has to recruit even if he doesn't."
ah."
"For the eggs every week, I think it should be passed." Chen Zhen also said with a smile.
Zhou Weilie blushed and suddenly said loudly: "Teachers, I applied for Southwest Associated University as Zhou Weilie and have nothing to do with my father. Please give me basic respect! If Southwest Associated University is such a school
, then it’s okay if you don’t read it and say goodbye!”
After Zhou Weilie finished speaking, he turned around and left. Ye Qisun quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute!"
"Is there anything else you want to say?" Zhou Weilie asked.
Ye Qisun, the founder of the Department of Physics at Tsinghua University, suddenly bent down and bowed, and said sincerely: "Classmate Zhou Weilie, we just made a mistake. There are rules for admission interviews. What we did just now is wrong, and it is also unfair to the interviewer.
Insult, I must apologize to you."
"Yes, yes, public is public, private is private, they cannot be confused. Classmate Zhou taught us a lesson!" Yang Shixian also stood up and bowed, and the other three stood up one after another.
The students who were waiting for familiar faces outside the door were dumbfounded. The admission interviewers collectively bowed to the students. This scene was simply unimaginable.
Zhou Weilie has already become famous at Southwest Associated University before he officially enters school... The 12-year-old genius boy, Zhou Hexuan's son, forced the teachers to apologize in person. Any point is enough for teachers and students to remember.
