Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-One: College Entrance Exam
Ever since his sister went to college, Zhou Haitao felt that his entire life had become gloomy.
Not only is it dark, but it's also become weird.
For example, right now, when he saw his mother hiding on the balcony and talking on the phone, he knew that the call must be to Sister Ding Wei.
I really don't know where all these problems come from.
It’s a shame that Sister Ding Wei has such a good temper, otherwise she would have gotten tired of it long ago... Isn’t the college entrance examination the same process every year? The teacher has also explained everything that should be explained, so there is nothing else to ask again and again.
but.
Zhou Haitao sighed deeply like an adult.
Sister Weiwei is also very pitiful, and her uncle's family is in such a situation. Now, my own mother makes more phone calls to express concern. If she has any difficulties, she might as well let everyone know.
Thinking of his uncle and aunt, Zhou Haitao frowned with disgust.
How do students who have not yet left the ivory tower know that there are all kinds of weird families everywhere in the world?
In comparison, what Sister Ding Wei suffered can even be considered insignificant.
…
For Ding Wei, this is indeed a trivial matter.
It’s not even as interesting as my aunt’s repeated questions.
Today is already June 5th.
Tomorrow students will take the college entrance examination. Under this year's encouragement, brother Haitao has kept up with his grades and is now at the top of the class.
Especially in the last mock test, my results were even more promising.
Now my aunt's hope for him has changed from being able to study Amitabha in the second edition to a goal of 211,985.
It was so solemn that it inevitably rolled on the ground several times, and soared into the sky.
In this regard, Brother Haitao did not want to make any speech.
He just felt it was cruel and inhumane.
I was overwhelmed by the information and exercises from far away.
…
But everyone in the world has the same desire to see their children succeed.
Auntie now called Ding Wei and kept asking the same questions over and over again:
"Weiwei, ask me, are there any rules in the imperial capital for students to take exams?"
This was not the first time she had asked this question, but she had not received any interesting answers before. Now she could only talk about it over and over again, telling how during this period she went to worship Ginkgo biloba, then went to Wenchang Temple, and finally went to
We walked around the temple and Taoist temple.
It's not just her, but other parents of students as well.
For example, if you go to pay homage to the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree, isn't it secretly organized by Haitao's class teacher? It is said that every year when bringing in fresh graduates, you have to come and pay homage secretly.
My aunt dared to slap her chest and swear that she would definitely be sincere when she prayed.
If it weren't for the fact that many of these places of worship do not accept incense offerings, the parents who are looking forward to it would probably have prepared their cattle, sheep and livestock.
…
Ding Wei really couldn't help it.
Auntie is too anxious.
How many times have I asked the same question, but I won’t give up until I get a result. They say the college entrance examination is stressful, but she is even more nervous than the college entrance examination students.
But who can blame it?
If Haitao's brother's grades are just like that, my aunt doesn't have too high expectations in her heart, and she will be more peaceful.
But now that Haitao has obviously strived for a higher score, now my aunt is becoming more and more worried about gains and losses.
Therefore, she could only call Ding Wei.
On the one hand, constant nagging can reduce stress for myself, but on the other hand, I really want to get some more reassurances.
It can also be seen from this that Ding Wei's voice in their minds is becoming more and more important.
…
Zhou Haitao also knew this kind of mentality, so he shook his head, closed the door and entered the room.
The aunt looked at his leisurely and confused look, opened her mouth to say something, and then remembered the teacher's instructions not to put pressure on the child, so she retracted in frustration, while her uncle Zhou Lei shook his head beside him.
"You, don't worry so much."
"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. He has worked hard. Isn't it enough that his performance can be performed normally?"
——Hehe, man.
"What do you know?"
Auntie looked at him.
"The difficult thing is to perform normally. Have you ever heard that some students are under great pressure and cannot perform well in the examination room no matter how good their grades are?"
"There are also people who have diarrhea and doze off. The weather is so hot, ouch..."
She looked at the bright sky outside. It was blue and white with clouds. It was the time for the college entrance examination, which made people feel the horror of the temperature.
Seeing that my aunt's expression became less and less beautiful, my uncle Zhou Lei smartly withdrew and stopped talking.
…
Ding Wei finally sighed as her aunt asked more and more urgent questions.
——If you don't say anything, brother Haitao hasn't taken the exam yet, and I'm afraid my aunt herself will have to make a mistake first.
But how did the imperial capital send the exam, and how did she know?
She was very single during the college entrance examination, so she went straight to the examination room as soon as she carried her schoolbag. Her family was the same as before, and no one paid much attention to it.
At that time, Bai Xiujuan and Ding Haiyang were considering whether they could take the exam wherever they wanted and just apply to the local normal school.
Who knew that Ding Wei was so ambitious and got such a high score in the exam all of a sudden!
Relatives at home, work colleagues, etc. all stared at her. Ding Haiyang was concerned with saving face, so in the end they reluctantly allowed her to apply to the University of Ming Dynasty.
Now that I think about it, I feel regretful!
But looking at Bai Xiujuan's belly again, I suddenly felt that this was an opportunity given by God.
Of course, Ding Wei doesn't want to think too much about this mentality at the moment.
Facing the aunt on the other end of the phone, she could only tell lies with her eyes open:
"Auntie, if you want to ask that, then I'll tell you secretly!"
…
"Actually, we still advocate treating it with a normal attitude. But people who are a little more serious will also make some preparations..."
"What preparation?"
Auntie was really looking forward to it.
Ding Wei's eyes were empty.
"First of all, post some letters of apology in the community, saying that in order to protect the candidates' schedule, please don't do any premature renovation of houses in the community..."
"You wait for a while, you wait for a while."
The aunt trotted along in her slippers, first took out a notebook from under the TV cabinet, then pushed aside Zhou Lei who was watching TV, and hurriedly took out a pen from the coffee table drawer.
"Speak slowly and I will write down everything."
His tone was obviously much more relaxed.
…
In fact, this is an old unit community, and there has been no renovation work at all in recent years.
But the aunt still wrote it down seriously. Regardless of whether there was anyone there, she would definitely post the apology letter.
Not only did she have to post it, she also had to share it with the parents of other candidates.
"Then……"
Ding Wei racked her brains and synthesized the college entrance examination news she had read in her previous life:
"Also, don't prepare a fried dough stick, two eggs, etc. for your children in the morning. The scores are different, and 100 points is not enough."
"What's more, these things are too dry. Students need to drink water after eating too much. After drinking water, they always want to go to the toilet, which will affect their performance in exams."
Of course the aunt knew this, but she only considered it from the score, and she didn’t expect that it would be a problem if she ate too much and drank too much water.
So he quickly asked: "What about food? Do you have any recipes?"
"Food and drink..." Ding Wei didn't dare to talk nonsense.
"The diet must be similar to usual. Try not to try things that children usually eat or rarely eat recently. Because of the college entrance examination, I am emotionally nervous and physically tense. I pay attention to a soothing rhythm."
"Whatever you eat on a regular basis will be what you eat during the college entrance examination, so as not to eat too greasy or too light, which will affect your child's performance."
"In short, no matter what, just don't affect the children's performance."
The school had obviously given these instructions, but when I heard Ding Wei say it again, my aunt took it as a guide, as if she had received some great folk remedy.
But she still wasn't satisfied.
"What else?" Auntie thought about it, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
"Weiwei, do you think I have worshiped in so many temples at that time, will it conflict with their beliefs? What if they don't protect me, Haitao?"
Ding Wei calmly replied: "It's okay, aunt, now it's time to compete with your pious heart. As long as your heart is up to it, everything else doesn't matter."
The aunt relaxed, but the words in her mouth seemed to be squeezing a sponge. Every time she twisted it more, more water would drip out.
Ding Wei is that sponge.
"anything else?"
…
And...what else?
Ding Wei's head was spinning.
"Oh, I remembered."
She finally remembered a post.
"It's like this. If you still feel that these are not safe, then don't tell the candidates, so as not to pass on the pressure to them. Just prepare silently yourself."
"Auntie, why don't you go buy a cheongsam."
"Isn't there a word for victory?"
"Asking for good luck."
cheongsam?
Auntie quickly took a pen and wrote it down.
I looked back at the circle of fat around my waist. I took a deep breath and saw that it was shrinking a little. I felt infinite courage in my heart.
"What kind of cheongsam do you want?"
Ding Wei was telling nonsense.
"It all works, the red one means "open the door red", the green one means "green light all the way", and the yellow one means "going towards glory".
The aunt slapped the table as she wrote:
"As expected of someone from the imperial capital, this is so thoughtful. No wonder they have so many students who have been admitted to good universities."
Uncle Zhou Lei was staring at his wife in disbelief——
There are so many people in the imperial capital who get good grades in college, isn't it because of the bonus points for their hukou?
However, the parents of candidates who lost their minds have now made up their minds:
"I'll buy them later! Red, green, and yellow, one piece a day!"
Ding Wei:……
Can the orange one be called Jixing Gaozhao? Can the purple one be called Ziqi Donglai?
If this exam lasts for seven days, why not wear a rainbow?
She really underestimated the obsession of parents taking the college entrance examination.
But...okay.
As long as my aunt is happy, the cheongsam factory should also be happy.
…
"But just for the college entrance examination, three cheongsams are too exaggerated..."
Ding Wei still tried to persuade her: "Auntie, there is no need to be like this. You are exaggerating."
"Why don't you just wear your normal clothes and prepare a mandarin jacket for my eldest uncle? What do you call it? Success is almost guaranteed?"
There was a hint of joking in her tone, but her aunt had already turned to stare at her uncle.
Uncle:......
Ding Wei didn't hear the sound on the other end and shouted in confusion:
"Auntie?"
Auntie is already very happy - this is a treasure sponge!
"anything else?"
Readers who are crazy about updates are unwilling to let go of any of the following chapters.
…
Ding Wei was inexplicably nervous.
Thinking about it, my aunt is planning to buy three cheongsams, so she probably doesn’t care about anything else.
She was really afraid of the words "there's more"!
"Then how about you hold up a sunflower when you see the candidates coming out on the day you greet them."
"I know I know!"
Auntie's voice of surprise came: "This is called winning the first prize in one fell swoop! Weiwei, you even learned this trick! Good job, good job. When you come back from the holiday, I will give you a red envelope."
At the same time, he kept mumbling: "The people in the imperial capital are really smart. Why don't we just keep them in the imperial city?"
No, you are wrong.
Ding Wei's face was expressionless. This seemed to have spread from the local area to the city later.
But my aunt no longer cares about this.
"Then if you want to say that, it also reminds me. What's the brand of the clothes Haitao usually wears? It's a big check mark. I have to buy a new set for him."
Uncle Zhou Lei was beside him and couldn't bear it: "You should stop it a little bit. You have to buy a new set of big checkmarks from that brand. So what about another big brand?"
The shoes he usually wears when hiking are from this brand.
?Shoes of this quality are, of course, for my uncle to wear.
The aunt gradually looked surprised.
The uncle moved his toes uneasily.
I saw this candidate’s parent slapping the table:
"Lao Zhou, you reminded me, I have to buy each of you a pair of these shoes, step on all the mistakes under my feet!"
Ding Wei:……
What did the brand logo do wrong?
…
In short, no matter what the brand logo did wrong, my aunt is satisfied anyway.
This feeling may be difficult for anyone who has never been a parent of a candidate to understand.
But as soon as she hung up the phone, she didn't even bother to tell Ding Wei about the bad things her brother-in-law had done to her brother-in-law, who was having trouble with his brain. She just grabbed her bag and a sun umbrella and was about to go out.
At noon...
Zhou Lei was a little depressed: "We haven't even eaten yet."
But the aunt was very motivated: "I've done everything. You ask our son to come out to eat. Don't disturb him in the afternoon and let him relax."
"Oh, I found out the news too late. I wasn't even prepared. I have to go shopping in the mall now."
While closing the door, he stuffed the piece of paper into his bag.
It happened that the neighbor opposite was putting garbage at the door. Looking at her dress, she couldn't help but wonder:
"Sister Ding, where are you going at this noon?"
There is also an examinee in this house.
Ding Liping looked at her and suddenly felt a sense of pride in her heart.
"Oh! It's my niece's fault. She found out how the parents in the imperial capital sent the exam, and she just told me today. It made me panic, and I haven't even prepared some of the things I should have prepared for."
"ah?!"
The neighbor was stunned for a moment.
"Is there anything else you need to prepare for the exam?"
The aunt had a mentality of "I'm sober when everyone is drunk," and she nodded without hesitation: "There are so many of them, and the clothes are all very elegant."
Then he pretended to look at his watch: "Oh, I won't tell you anymore. Time is tight and the task is heavy. I have to go quickly."
As he said that, he stepped on his high heels and went downstairs.
…
She went downstairs in a carefree manner, but unfortunately the neighbor sister was distracted and placed the garbage at the door.
After closing the door, I sat on the sofa with a dazed expression.
"What's going on? What's wrong with Sister Ding across the street?"
The husband asked her.
The woman was worried: "Do you think we haven't prepared our son well? I think Sister Ding said she had to prepare a lot. It was because her niece asked about some of the methods used by parents in the imperial capital to prepare for the exam."
As she spoke, she looked a little anxious and quickly pulled her husband's arm:
"Old Cui, we can't lag behind in this aspect."
"Don't fall behind, don't fall behind."
The older man was also a little nervous and asked now:
"Have you prepared anything that Sister Ding said?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then slumped her shoulders in despair.
"I, I didn't have time to ask."
The two looked at each other, feeling a little heavy at the moment.
…
Ding Wei hung up the phone with her aunt, but she didn't know that her casual remarks had caused her aunt's mental state to rise straight up. She was instantly high-spirited and full of confidence.
It seems as if there is no obstacle in front of his son Haitao, and he can go to all the schools he wants to go to.
She just sighed and looked at last month's report on Dreamweaver Literature.com, unable to help showing a hint of heartache in her eyes.
"You've never opened a company before, right?"
Wang Qinghe crossed his legs on the desk and was holding a lollipop in his mouth, looking as relaxed as a teenager.
The more familiar you are with him, the more obvious his true temperament becomes.
If he had known that he had this kind of personality from the beginning, I am afraid that the headhunter would not have included him as a candidate.
It can only be said that Mr. Wang is relatively good at pretending in front of outsiders.
As soon as he said this, his cell phone rang, and he picked it up.
"Master Lu, what's going on?"
Ding Wei glanced at him.
…
On the other end of the phone, Lu Cheng was holding the key he got from the property management company. He was looking at the well-decorated house, but it was unoccupied and no one was cleaning it. It seemed a bit deserted. He wondered:
"Mr. Wang, hasn't your house been renovated? Is it possible that it needs to be dismantled and redone?"
He felt a little pity.
"I don't think it's necessary at all. The decoration of this house is quite good now."
As he spoke, he checked the water and electricity in the house and reiterated: "It's all fine."
Wang Qinghe looked a little confused.
"Really? Why do I remember that it was not decorated... Can you tell me which house you are going to now?"
Lu Cheng repeated the address again.
"ah."
Wang Qinghe reacted and held the lollipop in his hand.
"That place is where I lived when I last worked. It's a bit far away from Yunxiao. It's not that place. Sorry, I gave you the wrong place."
On the other end of the phone, Lu Cheng's voice paused for a moment.
At this point, Ding Wei didn't know what to say.
Seeing Wang Qinghe racking his brains and re-reporting an address, for some reason, Lu Cheng on the other end of the phone and Ding Wei on the other side breathed a sigh of relief.
…
"By the way, where did we just talk?"
Wang Qinghe stuffed the lollipop into his mouth and asked vaguely.
"Oh, you have never opened a company, right? What? I feel that this month's report is not satisfactory, and it did not allow you to get back your capital and become rich."
Ding Wei smiled bitterly and said: "I don't dare to think that way. I just think that our website is in a great situation. Why are we still losing so much on our books?"
"How normal this is!"
Wang Qinghe glanced at her.
“It’s been a long time coming, and it’s only been a month since the website officially entered the charging period.”
"There is so much preparation in the early stage, and marketing and publicity are all naked costs. If you want to turn a loss into a profit in a month? It will be faster if you go home and take a nap."
This is what I said...
It's true, but it's also too unflattering.
Ding Wei sighed silently.
Fortunately, now that I have money on my books, I can still withstand this kind of trouble.
I'm not a professional, so of course I don't need to point fingers.
She just asked again: "In your opinion, according to this situation, when can we start making profits?"
In the professional field, Wang Qinghe was quite confident and said with certainty:
"Don't worry, by the end of this year at the latest, we will definitely no longer be in the red."
"Is the money still enough?"
Wang Qinghe nodded: "Don't worry, it's more than enough."
"Of course," he laughed again, the small mole at the end of his eye changing with his expression: "Although it is more than enough, since it is the share that investors should give, I will think of an event before the end of the year to put it into play as soon as possible.
It will have a greater effect.”
He briefly talked to Ding Wei about the next development direction and focus, and then said:
"correct."
"The plot of "From the Deep" has been developed halfway. Although the finale will not be broadcast for another month, the planning of fan works here has begun. By then, the website will be able to attract many authors and readers."
"Um."
Ding Wei nodded.
The licensing agreement was included in the publicity plan early on, so it was naturally signed long ago.
Nowadays, all you have to do is wait for the TV broadcast to progress.
After Lala chatted for a long time, Ding Wei looked at Wang Qinghe's increasingly happy expression and suddenly asked:
"How much was your royalties last month?"
…
Speaking of manuscript fees, Wang Qinghe is very excited.
"Last month, it was just average. It was only five, six, seven or eight thousand yuan."
Ding Wei:……
Five, six, seven or eight thousand yuan, the gap is a bit big.
"Okay," Wang Qinghe said proudly, "if you count my subscription income, of course it is more than 5,000 yuan."
"But if you include my bonus and tips, it's almost 8,000 yuan."
Of course, as busy as he was, he eventually lost his perfect attendance award.
Ding Wei also took a look at their rankings at the end of last month. Wang Qinghe has always been in ninth place, and the list reward is one to two thousand yuan. This result is really good, which proves that many people are giving him rewards.
vote.
For a new website, in this day and age, it is indeed gaining momentum.
"Then who's number one?"
Although she looked at it specifically, she thought that the competition for the rankings was fierce on the last day, and she did not read it at the final deadline, so there would inevitably be errors.
Wang Qinghe dug through the documents and found the salary schedule sent by the finance office.
"You should be familiar with the number one, "Future Starry Sky" by Sun, Moon and Star."
"Eh?"
Ding Wei was stunned for a moment.
Isn't this the novel written by their class monitor Bu Ming?
Before, it looked like it was still in third or fifth place, so why did it jump straight to first place?
Wang Qinghe said with a smile: "He had a lot of preparation ahead of him. Although it was exciting, he didn't have enough passion. Just at the end of the month, he had a brilliant performance. It attracted many people to vote and reward."
"At the same time, he has a lot of manuscripts in his collection, and he has no problem breaking new news and plot trends. He deserves the first place."
Taking advantage of the situation, I told Ding Wei that she would be ranked second.
"Second place, you definitely didn't expect it."
"Ping Zong's "The Power of Rebirth"."
this……
Ding Wei really didn't expect this.
"Are female-channeled novels also so competitive?"
This novel was written by Zhou Zhenhong’s ex-girlfriend Yu Ping!
Wang Qinghe also raised his eyebrows.
“In fact, among all our real-name registered readers, 57% are female.”
"But I didn't expect that girls are very careful with their money. But look at this "The Power of Rebirth", all her counterattacks came from the two days at the end of the month."
"What about the story? Have you read it?"
They are a new website and have taken many measures in backend maintenance, including real-name registration and so on.
It is impossible to temporarily hire a brush or cheat, because the cost is too high.
Those who can rush forward are all genuine.
"Looked at it."
Wang Qinghe had a complicated expression: "This is the story..."
He didn't know how to evaluate it either.
Although the theme is healthy, the pattern is not big.
It's not too complicated, it's mainly about the emotional entanglement between men and women, and the rebirth of a scumbag.
Simple and straightforward, the center of the whole text lies in the word "cool".
The reason for the counter-attack in the last few days of the month is that it dealt a major blow to the scumbag and made readers scream for relief.
But I didn't expect that so many readers would like to read this.
…
Yu Ping has life experience after all, so the articles she writes are naturally not empty-handed.
Rather, it has a sense of rhythm, the plot is laid out layer by layer, and all aspects of the writing are relatively well-founded.
She may have been a little naive in the early stage, but as she continued to write and saw her royalties, she became more energetic. Now she has quit all her part-time jobs and started writing full-time.
"Then how much money can she get in total this month plus bonuses?"
"More than 21,900 yuan."
"so much."
Ding Wei took a deep breath.
I never expected that I still didn’t grasp the context of the online novel. When I read the beginning of this novel, I just thought it was pretty good.
Who would have thought that it could bring an income of more than 20,000 yuan a month to a college student?
In short, the top ten selected this time have a minimum income of more than 7,000 yuan.
Nowadays, many people's salary is just half a year's salary.
Wang Qinghe sighed: "If we had set the split at 50-50, the website would have made a lot of money at this time."
Ding Wei laughed: "We are not short of money and don't have that much desire to make money. Sanqi is pretty good."
Wang Qinghe also nodded.
He himself doesn't pay much attention to these things, and now he just analyzes a sentence based on the actual situation.
Then the conversation changed:
"Do you have time? I'll treat you to dinner and get my royalties."
"The account will arrive today?"
Ding Wei was a little surprised.
Wang Qinghe:......
"Are you really interested in the company? We will issue a detailed breakdown of manuscript fees on the third of every month, and wages will be paid on the 10th of every month. If there are Saturdays and Sundays, it will be paid in advance."
"I'm using my future royalties to treat you to dinner."
Ding Wei said.
In fact, she has been really busy this year. She hasn't written many novels and has been busy with her studies.
Moreover, she didn't worry too much about the website. Now that Wang Qinghe mentioned it, she couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
Fortunately, Wang Qinghe only complained symbolically. If someone really came to tell him what to do, he would be reluctant to do so.
For a small company like this, with simple personnel, simple rules, and no shortage of money on the books...this is great.
