When these words rang out from outside the crowd, everyone present was stunned.
Luo Shaoping frowned in confusion,
When the leaders of Seoul University come to recruit students, there are still people who dare to stop them. Who is so short-sighted?
But when he thought about it again, he suddenly raised his head in disbelief.
Wait, what did you just say?
What university are you from?
Yang Jianguang, who was in the crowd, looked out and suddenly felt a little dizzy.
What's going on today? Seoul National University came here, and now Sanchung University comes here?
When did you become so popular?
Then, Director Weng from the Seoul University Admissions Office also looked behind him with an unhappy expression. When he saw a few people in mountain attire walking over quickly, his face suddenly darkened.
Immediately afterwards, Director Weng said unceremoniously,
"Zeng Qingfeng, you're actually here too. I've already taken a liking to this person. What do you mean?"
We are all one of the top ten famous schools. Except for those at the top, there is not much difference in strength between those at the bottom.
Usually, the two universities often get into trouble because of competition for top students.
Especially the Zeng Qingfeng in front of me happens to be the person in charge of the Admissions Office of Sanchung University, and he is the person in charge of the Admissions Office of Seoul University.
The relationship between the two is even more tense.
Just the day before, they had had a fight over the ownership of a top student, but they unexpectedly bumped into each other here.
Zeng Qingfeng, the head of the Admissions Office of Shanzhong University, stared at the attention of countless people and sneered,
"Weng Fanfeng, what do you mean?
I also said that you came to steal someone from me, but you still have the nerve to talk to me?"
After finishing speaking, Zeng Qingfeng didn't even look at Director Weng in front of him, but looked at Yang Jianguang with a polite smile.
"You are classmate Yang Jianguang, right? We are entrusted by Professor Zhong Wenhua to invite you to study in the Literature Department of our Yamanaka University."
"By the way, Professor Zhong is now the dean of our School of Liberal Arts at Shanzhong University, and he specifically told us.
We must recruit you back at all costs."
Zhong Culture?
Mr. Zhong went to Shanzhong University?
Yang Jianguang suddenly understood. He said why did Shanzhong University come here inexplicably and recruit him, a student with only more than 600 points, in advance?
It turned out to be Mr. Zhong’s fault.
However, Mr. Zhong has risen a lot from being a professor at Pengcheng University to becoming the dean of the School of Liberal Arts at Shanzhong University.
Thinking of this, Yang Jianguang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Mr. Zhong was really stubborn. It seemed that he had to take this opportunity to make it clear to him this time.
Weng Fengsheng on the side was not someone to be trifled with. How could he just watch as Shanzhong University came from behind and snatched away the students they were interested in?
Even if he didn't particularly value Yang Jianguang's special admissions at the beginning, at this time, it was not for the sake of face.
Or for the honor of his school, he must recruit Yang Jianguang.
"Classmate Yang Jianguang, you have to think carefully. Among the top ten famous universities, there is still a certain gap between the rankings of Sanjung University and Seoul University."
"And if you are willing to sign a contract with us now, I can make the decision for the school and promise you four years of tuition exemption in advance."
After finishing speaking, Weng Fengsheng looked confidently at Yang Jianguang in front of him, waiting for the other party to make a decision.
As the person in charge of a university, you still have to save a certain amount of face, even if you have to improve the conditions to win over the other party.
That has to be thrown out bit by bit.
But before Yang Jianguang could speak first, Zeng Qingfeng in front of him glanced disdainfully at Weng Fengsheng next to him and patted his chest.
"Classmate Yang Jianguang, don't worry.
The conditions offered by our Sanchung University are not as fussy as those of Seoul University."
"We can promise you directly, as long as you are willing to come with us.
Not only will all expenses for the four years of school be waived, but you will also be provided with independent dormitories only available to top students. As for scholarships, student unions, etc., if you are interested, that is no problem."
"Besides, even if Seoul University is one or two higher than us among the top ten famous universities, it doesn't matter. Our College of Liberal Arts is the flagship college of Sanchung University.
The opponent's physics department is just a little famous, so it's obvious which one is more popular."
After Zeng Qingfeng finished speaking with guns and sticks, Weng Fengfeng next to him immediately became very angry.
"Zeng, you..."
But before he could finish speaking, Zeng Qingfeng interrupted him directly.
"Okay, stop waffling here. You can't come up with any better conditions anyway. Let's see what student Yang Jianguang chooses."
"you!"
Weng Feng blew his beard angrily and stared, but in the end he shook his sleeves and said nothing.
Obviously what Zeng Qingfeng said was right. He didn't think much of Yang Jianguang himself, and the only way he could improve his conditions was because of Zeng Qingfeng's interference.
Now that Zeng Qingfeng has given such good conditions, he naturally cannot agree easily.
Then everyone stopped talking and looked at which school Yang Jianguang would go to, waiting to see how Yang Jianguang would choose.
The conditions offered by Sanchung University seem to be more favorable, but maybe Yang Jianguang prefers Seoul University and would rather go to Seoul University if the conditions are worse.
And Yang Jianguang didn't say anything, seeming to be still thinking.
Just when everyone's attention was on Yang Jianguang and the heads of the two top universities, Sanchung University and Seoul National University, Zhang Zhengming lowered his head and retreated dejectedly into the crowd.
But in fact, he didn't need to lower his head, because no one on the playground was paying attention to him at this time. Everyone was looking at Yang Jianguang, curious about what choice Yang Jianguang would make.
There was a student in front of him who was being recruited by Seoul University and Sanchung University, two of the top ten prestigious universities in the country. Zhang Zhengming, the special admissions student of Suzhou University, had long since stopped being interested in him.
The previous award held for Zhang Zhengming almost became a joke.
After Zhang Zhengming returned to the crowd, Zhou Yating, who had been stunned on the stage for a long time, also held the rose and walked quickly to Zhang Zhengming.
Zhang Zhengming looked at Zhou Yating in front of him with great emotion. Although his limelight had been taken away by that abominable Yang Jianguang, all those sycophants also went to flatter Yang Jianguang.
But at least Zhou Yating, whom she fell in love with, didn't give up on her, and her heart was still with her.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhengming stretched out his hands towards Zhou Yating, with tears in his eyes.
"Yating, dear, I know you have me in your heart. Don't worry, it doesn't matter if Yang Jianguang is specially recruited by one of the top ten famous schools, he is just lucky!"
"Don't worry, my Soochow University degree is not bad either. When I continue to work hard in the future, I will definitely give it to you..."
But before Zhang Zhengming finished speaking, Zhou Yating pushed his hand away in disgust, and stuffed the rose into his hand.
"Classmate Zhang Zhengming, please pay attention to your title. I have nothing to do with you. Please don't pester me again in the future. I don't want classmate Yang Jianguang to misunderstand us."
After saying that, Zhou Yating stayed away from Zhang Zhengming without hesitation.
This was so fast that it seemed like he was afraid that if he stayed here for a second longer, something bad would happen.
Zhang Zhengming was confused. He didn't understand why Zhou Yating, who was still affectionate towards him on the podium just now, had changed so quickly.
The classmates who noticed this scene also started laughing without concealment.
Just now Zhang Zhengming was so arrogant, so dazzling and proud, now he is so ridiculous.
Listening to the jeers around him, Zhang Zhengming collapsed and grabbed the roses in his hands, knelt on the ground, and looked up to the sky and screamed.
"No……"
When Zhang Zhengming's collapse lasted for a long time, it happened to be the usual time for school to end at noon. The school's radio rang out singing as usual, and his desperate voice was particularly moving.
“True love is like a vast grassland, which cannot be blocked by layers of wind and rain.
There will always be a time when the clouds clear and the sun rises, and the sun will shine on you and me..."
This soul-stirring song "Yijianpengmei" kept echoing in the campus, and it was particularly harmonious with the scene at this time.
The singing continued for a long time, and even Weng Fanhua and Zeng Qingfeng, who were waiting for Yang Jianguang to make a decision at the beginning, seemed not to be in a hurry anymore and were quietly waiting for the song to end.
However, Luo Shaoping reacted and waved his hands angrily, and shouted anxiously to the dean of teachers, Hu Bing.
"Go, go, turn off the speakers in the broadcast room. Don't affect classmate Yang Jianguang's judgment."