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How do I feel when I receive the admission notice from Tsinghua University?

Jiang Han is not my real name, thank you all. Jiangsu also did not allow cross-city enrollment for the high school entrance examination starting in 2009. Friends who graduated from high school before this may not know this.

2012 College Entrance Examination

On the afternoon when the college entrance examination results were about to be announced, a kid in my class who had earned extra points from T University sent me a text message asking me if I was nervous. I said I wasn’t nervous.

He said: Great! I asked a dozen people and they all said they were nervous. . . I'm nervous too. . . I'm so nervous that my stomach hurts. Please comfort me. . .

I said: Hahahaha, you are nervous now, will the Education Department give you one more point?

He thought for a while and said: That makes sense. If you are so calm, you will definitely be able to go to Peking University.

I just chuckled. If I perform normally, I should be at the level of Nanjing University. But judging from the scoring situation, it is still far away from Nanjing University, let alone Peking University.

My mother asked a distant uncle who worked in the education system to help me check my scores in advance. She went home from get off work two hours before the results were officially announced.

I was reading in the study, and my mother suddenly opened the door and came in, asking with a face: What score do you think you got?

This baby is scared to death. . . Mom, what about your habit of knocking on the door? . .

I said, I won’t guess.

Can you guess?

No guessing.

Do you want to know?

Think.

I’ll tell you after you guess.

No guessing.

Mama compromised and said, "How many points did you get in the exam? How many are you ranked in the province?" People from the Education Department said that I would definitely go to Tsinghua University and Peking University. Your uncle confirmed it several times, and since your last name is so strange, you won’t have the same name. . .

I’d say it’s unlikely. What are the scores in each subject?

After calculation, the results of other subjects and my estimated scores are highly coincident, but the Chinese score is much higher than the estimated score. I thought about it carefully, and it should be right, because Chinese language is highly subjective, so I estimated the most conservative score for each section, especially the composition, which was estimated based on the lowest score I usually get.

At that moment, a flash of joy flashed through my heart, but it was fleeting. Three years of rigorous high school life have tempered me to the point of becoming calm.

Mama said, when dad comes home, we can scare him together.

Dad came in and saw us sitting on the sofa with serious faces and asked, did we fail the exam?

Mom said: Guess.

My poor dad guessed low and my mom said it was wrong. It was reduced by ten points, but my mother still said it was wrong. Another 10 points reduction is not right. My dad panicked: He didn’t even pass the exam, right?

My mother smiled slightly proudly and said, Tsinghua University and Peking University can choose at will.

Dad was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly. Didn't say anything either.

After the final confirmation of the phone score check, call your relatives and friends one by one. My godmother was so excited that she bought me an iPhone 4s that night ╮(╯▽╰)╭

After the results were announced, I was in a panic about choosing a major.

At that time, the school’s parent QQ group had exploded. Some parents say that the school is unfair. Only children in the experimental class can be admitted to Qingbei. The experimental class is not mobile, which is too unfair to the good students in the ordinary class. Furthermore, some parents say that the college entrance examination is not fair. Their children usually have good grades, but they just failed once and someone took advantage of them. Later, some people named them, saying that so-and-so (including me) was usually average and performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination, and it was just good luck. Okay, then there are the parents who know my details. They named me and said that my grades in the first year of high school were terrible. I passed the last exam in the class. I dared to contradict the grade director. I was named and criticized at the student assembly. This kind of student was admitted to Tsinghua University. Peking University is useless blabla

My parents were very angry and wanted to refute them and ask for my opinion. I said, can you help me inquire about professional issues when you have time? . .

When I received the admission notice, several of my best friends and I were traveling in Xiamen. I called my mother in the evening to report that I was safe. She said that the admission notice had arrived, and it was a big package of unknown items. I would unpack it when you come back. I said yes.

Hang up the phone and continue to enjoy the cool breeze of Gulangyu Island with my best friends. It was Chinese Valentine's Day, and I was only eighteen years old, so young. But it was so peaceful.

Moving after high school.

The new house has been vacant for more than a year because I was afraid that moving would disturb my studies. There is a room full of study plans, homework, notes, test papers, textbooks, and teaching aids. Throw away what needs to be thrown away and give away what can be given away. Except for thick winter clothes, the only outerwear I have worn in the past few years has been four school uniforms, and the school uniforms were sold out by some school girls I knew.

The thick clothes were packed and taken away, and the extracurricular books were moved with the bookcases. I finally packed them up. All the luggage I could take away was only a few pieces of underwear, a roll of colored lead paint paper for painting. Paintings for my own entertainment, a book of handwritten ancient poems, a cross-stitch that I started but didn’t have time to finish, just filled a handbag.

Facing the empty room, holding the handbag, my eyes moistened for a moment.

I don’t know whether it is worth it or not to exchange a lot of youth for a thin acceptance letter from Peking University.

However, I firmly believe that no matter what university I enter, I will have a wonderful life.