Generation Z Artists

Chapter 39 School Selection [Super Large Chapter to Welcome Yan Bao]

The next morning, the principal of No. 10 Middle School came to the door in person.

A very cute Mediterranean girl, with a slippery middle that was dazzling. She was tall and big, hugging the short and fat Liu Dashan, and she exuded domineering aura as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Student Fang, we at No. 15 Middle School will give you in cash!"

Not only is the price the highest currently, but it is also luxurious in other aspects.

“I know you have a lot of things to do, and you may want to continue participating in competitions in the future, or do something else. Not only will No. 10 Middle School not stop you, but we are also willing to provide you with all the conveniences!
As for studying, the school's top teachers are fully at your service. Individual tutoring during winter and summer vacations, special tutoring during normal times, and reduction of homework can all be discussed.

In terms of life, No. 10 Middle School will also provide you with meticulous care, single dormitories + teachers' canteens, you can just treat the school as your home, all fees are waived!

Our aim is to take care of you, warm you and nurture you with the mentality of building a new home for you!"

Wow, so you are a poet too?

To be honest, Fang Xinghe was really shocked.

He could only politely reply: "I am so flattered by you. I am very grateful for your appreciation, but this is a serious matter. Please forgive me for having to think about it again."

"Okay, okay, I should. If you're busy, we can keep in touch anytime! Oh, by the way!"

The principal of No. 10 Middle School suddenly slapped his shiny forehead, took out a red envelope from his bag and placed it on the table.

"This is a small gift from me. Congratulations on winning the first top scorer in the high school entrance exam for Nong'an. Keep it and don't push it away!"

Without waiting for Fang Xinghe to decline again, Principal Mediterranean left in a hurry.

Xiao Fang couldn't help but sigh: "Tsk tsk, is it that serious?"

"Why not?"

Lao Fang sighed with sympathy and said with emotion: "You don't know how fiercely the competition for students is among the city's high schools now. The pressure from below is too great..."

"Really? Then I really have to take a closer look."

Fang Xinghe was in the mood to experience the wealth and grandeur of the provincial capital.

Then, in less than half an hour, Jilin University Affiliated High School arrived.

Three people came from the Affiliated High School. A very pretty senior schoolmate was in charge of looking at Fang Xinghe with admiring eyes and asking for his autograph. The leading teacher talked endlessly about the various advantages of the Affiliated High School, and the director of the admissions office set the conditions.

Once again, I want to emphasize that the senior sister is really beautiful.

She is the type of pretty girl with a ponytail, a simple T-shirt and a long skirt, and coincidentally, the bottom is white and the top is green.

This girl must be the white moonlight of many boys.

However, she used a look that said "the whole sky full of stars are you" and glanced at Fang Xinghe in what she thought was a covert move.

Those tightly clasped hands, those tightly pursed lips, that slightly red neck to ears...it really doesn't look like acting, unless her talent is even better than Brother Xun's.

"Can you..."

The senior student spoke in a soft and gentle voice, her voice trembling slightly, and her voice was soft and sticky.

"Could you please...sign an autograph for me?"

Fang Xinghe nodded coldly and silently took the brand new notebook from her hand.

It’s not that our Brother Fang likes to pretend, in fact, this is a kind of professional ethics.

Because no idol can understand what their fans like about them - note, it’s anything!
There are too many fans, and each one has its own unique face. You will never be able to understand what she is thinking, what the perfect you looks like in her mind, and what kind of scene and atmosphere she fantasizes about when she meets you...

Therefore, a good idol will not do anything unnecessary and will continue to maintain the image he or she presents to the outside world.

Don't make jokes that you think are humorous but are actually greasy, don't show excessive concern, don't show your private side, and don't make any unnecessary physical contact.

The above is from "The Idol Code of Conduct (Written by Mr. Fang)".

Unless you want to fry noodles like a Canadian electric eel, that's another matter. Crispy Xiao Fang has more say in this...

Ahem, anyway, Fang Xinghe simply asked, "Name?"

"My name is Huang Jinghe!" the girl replied quickly, "Jing means quiet, He means peaceful!"

I finished speaking in one breath and then I remembered to take a breath, wheezing twice.

Real fans, 99%.

Fang Xinghe knew what was going on. He glanced at the director of the admissions office from the corner of his eye and felt happy again.

Although Director Liu didn't say anything, his eyes never left Huang Jinghe, and his brows showed a sense of tension and worry.

But the relationship between the two doesn’t seem like that of relatives, so... they are the children of an important person?

That’s right, these days anyone who can use official business to chase stars must at least be from a wealthy family.

Fang Xinghe didn't think any more about it. He was just a tool to provide starlight points and it wasn't worth spending too much time on it.

But you still have to think about what to sign, and don’t lose your status.

After a brief thought, Fang Xinghe wrote down a line of poetry and signed his name in one go.

[Keep a calm face and quiet mind, observe etiquette and guard yourself. May you be calm and harmonious, and be polite and restrained. To Miss Huang Jinghe - Fang Xinghe]

"Good, good, good!"

Lao Fang suddenly burst into applause, attracting everyone's attention.

He turned around and asked Fang Xinghe calmly, "Xinghe, it seems that you have not neglected your studies. You can paraphrase the sentences of Luoshenfu in such a short time. The teacher is very pleased."

"..."

Fang Xinghe couldn't tell for a moment whether Lao Fang was trying to help him or he just couldn't help showing off...

House: Well, isn’t this just a matter of convenience?

But I have to admit, the effect is pretty good.

The leading teacher and the director of admissions office of Jilin University were not majored in Chinese language. When they saw the sentence in the signature, they only knew it was clever but didn't know what was good about it.

With Lao Fang praising him like this, Fang Xinghe's status immediately rose even higher.

In fact, Xiao Fang himself was quite satisfied. He was pretending to be cool, but no one supported him. How annoying would that be?
Now, someone is doing it for you, it’s a win-win situation!

At this point, the director of the admissions office finally regained his emotional intelligence, and he humbly asked for advice: "Teacher Fang, I don't understand poetry, I just feel it's beautiful, could you please explain what's so good about this sentence?"

In a word, everyone in the room was satisfied.

Only the senior student was so shy that she kept pinching her fingers, but she didn't say anything. She just stood aside and continued to steal glances at Fang Xinghe's profile cautiously.

Fang Gou noticed it, but remained calm, just raised the corners of his soft eyes slightly...

Cold~~~
On the other side, Lao Fang started to show off happily.

"Shouheyan, restraining a pleasant expression; Jingzhi, calming one's will; Shenlifang, the sentence is Shen/lifang, meaning to show great etiquette and self-restraint; self-control, self-discipline.

So the whole sentence means that when Cao Zhi saw the beautiful Goddess of Luo River, he immediately behaved in a dignified manner, remained calm and composed, admired her without going beyond his limit, and praised her without exaggeration.

Used here as a signature, Xiao Fang not only praises Jinghe's beauty, but also conveys good wishes to her.

According to my understanding, it can be roughly interpreted as: I hope you can always maintain a calm, gentle and dignified temperament, and I also hope that everyone who meets you in the future will be respectful and polite..."

"it is good!"

The teacher in charge yelled and clapped loudly, it was such a show of support.

"You are indeed a talented person, you are really quick-witted!"

"Great! Xiao Fang, come to our Jilin University Affiliated High School. A genius like you deserves the most appropriate, thoughtful, and perfect training!"

The two of them started praising each other, and the way they looked at Fang Xinghe was like a wolf seeing meat, or a dog seeing... ahem.

But the effect is...

In fact, none of them are as good as the shy and soft words of the senior sister.

"Fang... Fang Xinghe, our school is really good, please come, all the girls in our literature club adore you..."

Do you use this to test cadres?

Who can’t bear it?
Fang Xinghe was about to ask about the specific conditions, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a roar: "Wait!"

Everyone was stunned and turned to look, only to see a group of people rushing into the yard.

Liu Dashan led the way, and I didn’t recognize the rest. It seemed like they were divided into two groups.

Then the person who had just spoken pointed at Director Liu angrily, his fingers shaking with anger.

"Liu Aiguo!"

He didn't say the rest of the words, but Fang Xinghe could guess it -

You bastard, I knew you liked to play dirty, but I didn't expect you could play so dirty!

"Are you polite at all?!" Director Liu's face turned pale, and he hated this troublemaker. "Why are you just following along? Does the Normal University Affiliated High School have the ability to cultivate literary geniuses?"

"We at Normal University don't have anything else but plenty of art resources!"

"Ha! Singing? Dancing? Piano playing?" Director Liu sneered, "Is there anything related to literature?"

"Why not? Our Northeast Normal University Press..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Director Liu interrupted the other party by picking his ears, and then began to count: "In addition to children's books and teaching materials, what other masterpieces have you published? By the way, the literature editing department was just established this year, right?"

"you……"

"I won't go!" Director Liu immediately waved his hand, then sneered, "If Fang Xinghe goes, he can be your editor-in-chief. I don't know where you get the nerve to mention literature!"

Wow, Director Liu’s fighting power is amazing. In one word, fierce!

Not only Xiao Fang and Lao Fang were amazed by the wind, but the two admissions teachers from the county high school sitting next to them were also shivering with fear due to the wind.

But the director of the Normal University is not stupid. I can't beat you, so why don't I just stop fighting?

Anyway, your dirty tricks have been ruined, now let’s fight for money!
"What's the point of you talking so much? In the end, doesn't it still depend on the conditions?"

He then turned around and faced Fang Xinghe with a kind face again: "Student Fang, we sincerely invite you to join the Normal University Affiliated High School. As for the school selection fee, no matter how much the other party offers, I will add 20,000!"

it is good!
I just like the way you guys blatantly spend money!
Fang Xinghe thanked him with a smile and said nothing more.

With a glance, Lao Fang immediately took over the baton.

What's next? There's nothing he can do next, as the two rivals above him will automatically raise their prices.

However, they also had some dignity to maintain, so they did not act so blatantly by raising the price one after another. Instead, they chatted privately with Fang Xinghe and made small moves behind his back.

Before leaving, Director Liu left an extra letter handwritten by the editor-in-chief of Times Literature and Art Publishing House.

The general content is to fully train Fang Xinghe to become a young writer, and hope to work together, and there are also some promises about allocating resources.

Times Literature and Art is quite strong, and Pang Zhonghua's hard pen calligraphy copybook is their exclusive publication.

Two years earlier, Times Literature and Art even dared to publish the "World Banned Books Series". As the name suggests, these are banned books and no one would care about them if they were published.

Jilin University is the elder brother of Times Literature and Art, so Jilin University Affiliated High School is indeed very eager for Fang Xinghe.

Huh? Oh, by the way, where is the senior?
Fang Xinghe realized belatedly that he did not say goodbye to Huang Jing and the beautiful girl. He did not have any regrets, but just felt a little guilty - they ignored each other the whole time and did not even say goodbye in the end. How hurtful it must have been to the fans.
But what he didn't know was that as soon as Huang Jinghe got back to the car, she took out her cell phone and started typing frantically, pouring out her excitement and excitement to her best friend.

"You know what? Fang Xinghe is super handsome, super nice, super talented, and has a strong aura!"

"He also wrote me a poem!"

"Without even a second thought, I wrote that line from The Goddess of Luo River based on my name!"

"Which one? I won't tell you. This is my secret!"

"How handsome is he? I can't describe it. Anyway, I can swear that he is 1 times more handsome in person than in the photo!"

"I can't describe it! I'm at a loss for words!"

"You don't understand. He is really, really, really special. His eyes are so mysterious!"

"Photo? Oops! I forgot, wuwuwuwu!"

"Go back to find him? Forget it, I don't dare. In fact, I didn't even dare to talk to him. Time passed by in a daze..."

She talked and talked all the way until she returned to CC city. She was still not satisfied and had endless thoughts to talk about.

Before today, she was just a second-level die-hard fan who liked the show but couldn't clearly explain how much she liked it.

But now, she seemed to be full of energy and had so many feelings that she wanted to share with others.

This is what a male succubus looks like. Before I met him, I thought he was just so-so. But after I met him, I realized that there are such men in the world. Question: How did Fang Xinghe become such a die-hard fan?
Reply: Look at him face to face.

So what about the fanatical and toxic fans at the next level?
Fight for him again.

Huang Jinghe was eager to try, and suddenly wanted to clear up the trend of praising Han Han and belittling Fang Xinghe on campus.

……

In fact, the Affiliated High School of Normal University is not far behind in terms of conditions and has provided a package of art training resources.

Vocal music, instrumental music, fine arts, photography, dance...

Backed by Northeast Normal University, they have extremely rich art resources and can provide students with the best art guidance in the province, which is very attractive.

After all the school officials had talked to each other and sent them away, Teacher Fang sighed.

"See? How can the country bumpkins in our county rob us?"

Fang Xinghe smiled and shook his head: "It's just nonsense, it's not that interesting."

"That's a lot of money, right?"

"No, it's mainly because the privileges given are too few."

Teacher Fang chuckled: "The school rules are definitely stricter. Even the children of provincial officials cannot enjoy special privileges. Of course, they won't make an exception for you."

In fact, strict management is a good thing. High school students have undetermined personalities. If you don't discipline or spur them to death but indulge them instead, they will definitely grow up in a wrong direction.

But Fang Xinghe's situation is special. He does not need any restraint or spurring. He can manage himself better than anyone else.

"Forget it, let the county make another round of offers."

"Have you decided? Are you really going to stay in the county?"

"Ah."

Fang Xinghe nodded.

I have no shortage of artistic resources, publishing resources, or even money. I just need more freedom, which is a perfect fit for the county high school.

"What a pity! Even without mentioning external resources, the two affiliated high schools are the best high schools in our province, and they can compete for the top scorer every year..."

Lao Fang sighed and felt very unwilling.

"What are you thinking about?" Fang Xinghe chuckled, unable to hold back his laughter. "You don't think that when I get to high school I'll still have to compete with those perverts for grades and strive to be the top scorer in the college entrance examination, do you?"

"Ah?" Lao Fang was stunned. "Isn't it?"

"Of course not. Do you really think I'm a genius?"

Fang Xinghe laughed dumbly and jokingly said, "How come the marketing product that fooled outsiders fooled you first?"

Lao Fang didn't understand and was a little anxious: "But with your IQ, if you work hard for three years, you have a great chance of getting into Peking University or Tsinghua University..."

"What's my IQ level? And I don't have three years. I can only give high school two years."

Fang Xinghe is self-aware and has a clear plan for his future.

When it comes to studying, he is not a super genius who can learn things at a glance, but he is self-disciplined enough and uses his time very efficiently.

Junior high school knowledge is not difficult. In essence, it is a test of self-discipline, methods, and mental maturity.

But when he reached high school and began to compete with talent, those real perverts would no longer tolerate him.

The most awesome ones take the competition, the ones who are one level lower take the college entrance examination, who wouldn’t work hard?

Daddy hasn't developed any skills related to academic performance yet. How can Fang Xinghe defeat those top students by just fighting hard?
He has a very clear understanding of himself: he is outstanding among ordinary people, but he is definitely not a god-like person like Wei Dongyi who is detached from the world. He is far from it.

With three years of dedicated study, there is definitely a chance for admission to Peking University or Tsinghua University. However, how could the leader of the navy choose such an uneconomical trading method?

Marketing, at its essence, is storytelling.

A good story must avoid hiding all its shortcomings and give full play to all its strengths.

Fang Xinghe has finished telling the story of junior high school - the orphan who was tortured and played by fate had to rely on his fists to protect himself, but his heart was always filled with anger towards the world and a desire to be strong. So after reaching the top of the road as a campus gangster, he turned over a new leaf and won the first prize in the New Concept Composition Award with his literary talent. He also proved that he was good at everything by getting first place in the provincial high school entrance examination.

Next, how should the high school story continue?
It is no longer a matter of promoting all aspects comprehensively and having both, but it is time to focus on one aspect.

For example, in the upcoming interview with Beijing Youth Daily, covering everything means there is no absolute focus, and having no absolute focus means overall mediocrity, which will ultimately only be watched for fun and forgotten as soon as people turn their heads around.

This is a big marketing taboo.

The best example is "Hot and Spicy", which eliminates all useless things, covers up all shortcomings, and focuses on marketing successful weight loss.

As a spectator, you can curse if you want, but as a colleague, you still have to learn.

Fang Xinghe, who has been lying in bed for a long time, never envied anyone. He just silently learned from others' strengths, put them to good use, and made money so that he could struggle to live longer.

So, how do we tell the new story?
We will dig deeper into the story that can best arouse fans' expectations and fantasies.

But always take the initiative.

Guide fans' expectations and fantasies instead of satisfying them completely.

Always only show them half of it, hide the other half, use the looming feeling to hang on to the restless hearts, then use the firm self to eliminate those harmful and useless impurities, and finally use wave after wave of surprises to push fans to the next level...

Teacher Fang naturally couldn't understand. In this world, no one could fully understand Fang Xinghe. He was alone on another level.

This is the source of mystery, and it is the only core that can keep fans excited for a long time.

……

"Oh, I really don't understand why you are so anxious."

Lao Fang sighed and muttered, "Then I'll tell them the truth and see who can pay the most money."

Although I don't understand, I hope you will respect me.

Fang Xinghe has always had his own ideas. Even though Lao Fang may nag him, he will never force him to do anything.

This way of getting along is the key to harmonious relationship between teachers and students.

Lao Fang took out his cell phone to send a message. While struggling to write it, he casually asked, "When the money arrives, shouldn't you buy a cell phone too?"

Fang Xinghe looked at the Nokia brick in his hand with disdain and nodded gloomily: "Just buy one to deal with it... What the hell!"

Lao Fang didn't understand and boasted proudly: "Although the price is high, it's worth it! It can make calls and send Chinese text messages. It's very convenient, really!"

"Oh, yes, yes, you are right."

Fang Xinghe nodded perfunctorily, showing no interest in the first mobile phone of his new life.

A big event happened in the technology world a few days ago - many newspapers were flooded with publicity about the shocking launch of Motorola V998.

If you want to buy a V998, you need more than yuan, which is crazy.

A bowl of noodles on the street costs 1 yuan, Lao Fang’s monthly salary is 2 yuan, a Motorola costs 340 yuan, and Fang Xinghe’s school selection fee is at least 13000 yuan.

The magic of the times touched Fang Xinghe's heart, and he turned and went into the house to write.

The Added Value of Reading: From a Bowl of Handmade Noodles on the Street to Motorola

He finished it in one go. By the time he finished, Lao Fang had been standing beside him watching him for a while.

"Do you have a problem with the recent theory that studying is useless?"

"Of course, you deserve to be scolded."

"I told you you're a good kid."

Lao Fang was very pleased and nodded repeatedly: "Well, not only is the article sharp, but the handwriting has also improved a lot. But why didn't you write me in? I have also inspired you a little bit, right?"

Fang Xinghe gave him a look of great filial piety in return, and said confidently, "Don't worry, when I write about Fang Yuting's persistence in pestering me, you will definitely appear in the scene."

"Good good!"

Lao Fang gritted his teeth and searched the room for a broom. He really had been itching to use his hands on Xinghe for too long...

Before he was beaten, three key high schools in the county sent him a final offer, which was like a ray of light that saved the naughty boy.

Fang Xinghe looked at them one by one and quickly made up his mind.

"Let's go with No. 10 Middle School. I like my alma mater because it's rich and powerful. The Mediterranean principal looks pretty cute, too."

All other conditions have been given to the limit, and the reward for No. 22 Middle School is , so what are you hesitating about?
Nowadays, even if you get full marks in the high school entrance exam, you may not be able to get 5 yuan in school selection fees. It would be rude to be greedy.

Lao Fang was about to call the person back, but his cell phone rang first.

"Hmm, um, ah?! Ok then, I'll wait for you."

Fang Xinghe looked over in confusion, and Lao Fang shook his head: "Principal Dashan, let's not worry, he will be here soon."

After a while, Liu Dashan rushed into the house, sweating profusely. He gulped down a bucket of water and finally calmed down.

Then, he stared at Fang Xinghe and suddenly said, "Let's do the experiment!"

Teacher Fang was stunned: "Ah?"

Liu Dashan didn't keep anyone in suspense and said bluntly: "The principal of the experimental school is going to retire. If I can bring you over, he promised to do his best to help me get the position."

"Ah."

Fang Xinghe looked at him quietly without asking any questions.

Liu Dashan understood what this meant and spoke clearly and logically.

“The experiment can’t give you a higher price, it can’t be done.

After I take office, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you any additional rewards because the procedures won't go through.

But we have an old saying that goes, if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit.

Now you have attained enlightenment, and I am just a chicken and a dog.

This may not necessarily succeed, but if you are willing to give me a hand, the chances will definitely be greater.

Once I can really take over, in addition to being able to fully support you, after the high school entrance examination next year, your good friends will definitely have a different situation..."

fuck!

Teacher Fang was stunned. You are really humble and you know how to play...

Fang Xinghe also realized that Brother Dashan might have started preparing on the day the results came out, otherwise he would not have been so timely.

However, he still underestimated himself and spoke so simply and bluntly that his words lost their charm.

it's fine.

It is enough that Dashan's proposal is indeed better.

"18?"

Fang Xinghe confirmed softly.

Liu Dashan suppressed his excitement and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

"Okay, that's it."

YES!

Liu Daji...ah, bah, bah, Liu Daquan...uh, that guy couldn't help but clench his fists tightly, as if he was holding the spring that he would never wait for.

And Fang Xinghe couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Compared with the tens of thousands of dollars he lost, it was obviously more in his interest to have a principal who was one of his own.

At the very least, he is now looking forward to high school life.

……

The most important thing was decided. In the afternoon, another group of people came to the door.

The county education bureau, the county propaganda department, the county television station, the old principal of the experimental school who rushed over after receiving the news, Liu Dashan in a new suit, and a number of bystanders.

Fang Xinghe counted them, some gave money, some gave fame, some gave certificates, and some...

Huh?
Comrade Dashan, what are you doing here again? You've been going back and forth four or five times. Aren't you tired?
Liu Dashan was not tired at all. He served tea and poured water, and even directed the staff to set off a string of firecrackers in front of Fang Xinghe's house.

The 1 red earth bombs crackled with festive sounds. Fang Xinghe looked at the dilapidated courtyard covered with a red carpet, and his mind gradually drifted away.

Xiao Fang, did you see it?

Our mother should be able to put her worries aside a little and smile with relief, right?
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　Although there is only one update today, it is a very long chapter.

　　
　
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