A great director who grew up happily

Ji Yangyang noticed Chen Jinnian looking towards the road and asked, "Do you need to stop?"

"No, no, let's go. I just saw someone I know." Chen Jinnian said

When the two returned to the hotel, some of their classmates had already left, and a few were sitting around the coffee table playing board games. Lin Miaomiao and the others had also left early.

Seeing that the two of them would come back, Qiao Yingzi asked, "How is Lin Daxian?"

"Ah, what the hell is Lin Daxian?" Chen Jinnian pulled out a chair and sat down.

"That's it." Qiao Yingzi started shaking her head as if she was having an epileptic seizure.

Chen Jinnian felt a throbbing in his temples. After just a short absence, had humans evolved to this level?

"Hahahahaha." Wang Yidi couldn't help laughing when he saw the shocked expression on his face. "Miaomiao gave him this name. She said that Lin Lei'er was just like a spirit possessed by a god. He just changed into someone else, so we call him Lin Daxian."

"Okay, it's a pity that Daxian'er hasn't figured out his new nickname yet and is in the IV room right now." He shook his head and then asked, "By the way, why did they leave so early? I was just discussing going to KTV with Yangyang."

"Brother, didn't you receive the notice?" Qiao Yingzi said, "My mom called and said the parents' group sent a temporary notice that the monthly exam will be held tomorrow."

"What? The holiday ended early? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I haven't copied my homework yet, no, I haven't written it yet." Chen Jinnian was speechless. Why did Chunfeng Middle School always like to launch surprise attacks?

"Yeah, I haven't reviewed anything yet. Many of my classmates couldn't eat after receiving the news and went home early to review." Wang Yidi held his face with his hands, looking worried.

She ranks last in the sprint class, and if she doesn't perform well she will have to go to the parallel class.

In fact, it’s not just Wang Yidi. Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao are also very worried about the monthly exams, and they all look similar.

"I really envy you two. One is heartless, and the other is hard-hearted." Qiao Yingzi said when she saw that they were still in the mood to eat after coming back.

"Hey, hey, hey." Chen Jinnian tapped his chopsticks. "Yingzi, if you don't know how to use idioms, can you please stop using them randomly? They're all so messed up."

"But what you said is true. Why aren't you two worried?" Wang Yidi said.

"Anyway, I'm the second to last in the grade, so no matter how I do in the exam, it will be better than last time." Ji Yangyang said nonchalantly. The topic of the last Chinese exam was about family affection, and he simply didn't write about it. He didn't expect that he could still score higher than Fang Yifan.

"Yeah, I believe in you, come on." Huang Zhitao patted his shoulder and said encouragingly.

"What about you?" Wang Yidi looked at Chen Jinnian, tilting his head and blinking his big eyes.

"The test scores don't have any impact on me, so I'm naturally not worried." Chen Jinnian shrugged. "If we only look at the previous years' results of the Directing Department, my scores would have been enough long ago. What about you? You all have excellent grades already, so why are you still worrying about your scores?"

"My mom said she hopes I can get first place in the cultural subjects for the acting major to create a persona of a top student and increase my exposure in the future." Wang Yidi finished speaking and sighed deeply. "After all, students in colleges and universities don't have many advantages nowadays. They are not as good as those who are selected through talent shows. As long as they have traffic, they will have no shortage of roles."

Chen Jinnian agrees with this very much and believes that such situations will become more and more common in the future.

"What about you?" Chen Jin asked Qiao Yingzi.

"I want to apply to Nanjing University, which has the only national key discipline in astronomy. If I do too poorly in the exam, I won't be admitted. Besides, this way, I can stay away from it and get rid of my mother's control." Qiao Yingzi replied.

"Ah, isn't Aunt Song Qian nice? I think she is very gentle. She is also a gold medal physics lecturer. Many people in the cram school want to make an appointment for her class but can't." Wang Yidi shook his head, not quite understanding.

"My mother is a very good person, but her love is too suffocating. She wants to control my every move and has no respect for my dreams at all. I really can't stand it," Qiao Yingzi said angrily.

Hearing this, Chen Jinnian felt that Qiao Yingzi was a little ungrateful for what she had. Everything she had now was more than 95% of people.

If she lived in an ordinary family, did not receive long-term tutoring, and did not have access to good educational resources, her scores might not even be enough to get into the worst major at Nanjing University.

Sometimes we have to admit that even if we keep trying, educational resources are still very unfair.

However, Chen Jinnian still didn't say much. After all, everything he said was the fault of his original family and depression. In the end, he just smiled and said, "I respect your ideals."

As for Huang Zhitao's goal, it is very simple. She wants to be admitted to Tsinghua University School of Medicine and become a doctor for the great aid organization Doctors Without Borders like her parents in the future.

But when Huang Zhitao mentioned her parents whom she hadn't seen for a long time, she missed them so much that she couldn't help but shed tears.

Wang Yidi and Qiao Yingzi went over to comfort her, even Ji Yangyang beside her handed her a tissue out of concern, but Chen Jinnian was the only one who sat there obediently.

"Chen Jinnian, you are usually the one who talks a lot, why don't you say a word now? How can you be a classmate?" Qiao Yingzi said with some dissatisfaction.

"Well, I just don't know how to put it." Chen Jinnian scratched his head. "Have you ever heard that if you persuade someone to study medicine, you will be struck by lightning, and if you persuade someone to study law, you will be cut into pieces."

"Yes, yes, and there's more. Physiology and biochemistry must have a connection; pathology is life, and there's a narrow escape from death; parasites, how can humans survive?"

"What are you talking about?" Wang Yidi asked in confusion.

"What I said are the bitter tears of medical students. If you don't believe me, go to the medical school and ask around. Those disheveled men with their heads on the ground outside the classroom corridors, with a pile of textbooks in the corner, are all fifth-year medical students." Chen Jinnian said helplessly.

They have not yet entered college and think that college life will be just like in TV dramas, full of romance and peace.

Are you kidding me? The battle starts from the fight for seats during self-study. The postgraduate entrance exam is one level of hard work, and the thesis is even more demanding. As for being able to publish the thesis in SCI, that is something that you dare not even think about.

In most cases, while waiting for experimental data, I would burn incense and pray to Buddha, praying that the spirits of those old machines, which were not much younger than me, would be happy and not crash.

Finally, I used Qin Hui's method (false accusation) to process the data and barely got a result, and I would be thankful.

Huang Zhitao couldn't help laughing after hearing his serious "nonsense". "Okay, stop fooling us here."

"Maybe, maybe the majors in top universities are different." Chen Jinnian did not argue.

He really didn't know much about the medical schools of Peking University and Tsinghua University, but he had met students from Fudan University School of Medicine. If the pressure of studying for a bachelor's and doctoral degree there was so great, it was probably the same for Peking University and Tsinghua University.

He looked at Ji Yangyang next to him and found that after seeing Huang Zhitao's happiness, the other party also laughed foolishly, without knowing at all what kind of "dangers" his future goddess would encounter in the university.

Wow, you’ve chosen a good major, and you can take the final exams and college entrance exams every year.

Huang Zhitao's beautiful hair may not be preserved.