Tsinghua University

In the first six days of the holiday, the rankings of the monthly exam results have been distributed to all classes and posted on the wall next to the back blackboard.

Shen Tinglan scored 448 points in the test, ranking at the bottom of the No. 70 middle school where there are many top students. Among them, his math and English combined barely reached [-] points, which is a slight improvement.

He is too partial to subjects, and the math teacher and English teacher all look at him with a look of hatred.In order to improve his grades, the teachers opened the back door for him. He didn't have to write any homework assigned at noon, but went to the two teachers of Shuying to make up lessons.

The two teachers didn't have high requirements for Shen Tinglan, they just wanted to pass.

After three or four days of cramming like this, he can still remember a little bit of English, and his mathematics is still at the same place. He can only do probability problems, and sometimes he can even count the probability problems.

As the head teacher, An Ming was also very concerned about Shen Tinglan's academic performance. She knew exactly what was going on with him now, so she called Shen Tinglan to the office before the holiday.

She took a sip of water, as if she was thinking about how to speak, and after a while, she said, "Shen Tinglan, do you want to consider studying art? Your current score is enough for the art class. This is also an extra path , one more way."

"Teacher, I think..." Shen Tinglan was about to explain to her that she wanted to study art, but An Ming interrupted him, "It just so happens that Teacher Wang, who teaches music, is also here, why don't you try singing?" ? Let her see if you are suitable for this path."

Shen Tinglan's singing can be described as a "devil". When he was in elementary school, he had a music final exam and asked to sing in public and play triangle accompaniment by himself.He was too nervous, and before it was his turn, he kept saying in his heart: treat all the people watching as carrots and cabbages.

As a result, as soon as he got on the podium, he imagined the scene of more than 50 Chinese cabbages and white radishes placed together to listen to his singing. When he sang the first sentence, he couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

He smiled, and the other students laughed too.

When the other students laughed, the more nervous he became, the clearer the picture of a pile of cabbage and radishes in his mind.

In the end, he laughed and sang, knocking the triangle iron in a mess, and became the only one who failed in the class.

Because of this incident, Shen Tinglan thought that he was not good at singing, and after so many years of hinting, it would be really ugly for him to sing again.

At this time, Shen Tinglan looked at Teacher Wang's expectant eyes, and couldn't bear to say: "Teacher, I'm really not good at singing, why don't you forget it."

Teacher Wang thought he was just nervous and shy, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, there are no outsiders here, I'll listen to you singing, just sing "Jasmine Flower"."

Shen Tinglan said in her heart, once I open my voice, you may see the flowers of the other side.

Seeing his hesitation, Teacher Wang encouraged him: "Then I'll start first, and you follow me. What a beautiful jasmine——"

Shen Tinglan had no choice but to sing along with her. If a normal singing voice was compared to a smooth straight line, then his singing voice was a big wavy line floating up and down randomly.It is not easy to be able to tune half of the five tones.

Teacher Wang didn't say a word for a long time after hearing this, picked up the paper cup and poured himself a few big saliva.

An Ming laughed: "We are not very suitable for music, not very suitable."

"Teacher, I think..." Shen Tinglan seized the opportunity to express that he wanted to study art, but before he finished speaking, the teacher Wang next to him said again, "I think you are very suitable for dancing, dancing must be beautiful .”

Shen Tinglan was afraid that this teacher Wang would ask him to do a split on the spur of the moment, so he quickly said, "Teacher, I want to learn art."

Although Mr. Wang is a bishop of music, he has some understanding of art: "It's good to learn art. Our Binhai Academy of Fine Arts is also one of the eight major art academies. One book of fine arts is famous all over the country, and the local area is relatively good. a little."

"Teacher, I just want to be admitted to Tsinghua University, the Academy of Fine Arts of Tsinghua University." Shen Tinglan couldn't help but say.

Teacher Wang froze for a moment, then shook his head: "Don't think about Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, this is not to hit you, it only recruits more than 200 places in the whole country. Those who compete are a group of excellent people. Last year, Binhai's six districts, four suburbs and five Counting the whole county, only seven students passed the exam. Compared with those big provinces in the college entrance examination, Binhai City is still easy to take the exam."

"Those who can be admitted to Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts basically started painting when they were young, or they are repeat students who have struggled for many years. Fresh graduates with zero foundation are too concerned about talent and luck.

"Suppose you finally get the professional qualification certificate from Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, can you catch up with the cultural courses? More than 500 points, which are close to the first line. If you can really pass the professional courses at the end, don't hang yourself On a tree, take a few more exams, try Central America and the United States.”

She asked again, "Why do you want to take Tsinghua University?"

Shen Tinglan didn't mention Shen Qingyi and Jiang Fusheng, but replied: "Teacher, in fact, 500 points can be quite profitable for Tsinghua University. If I draw well, maybe 400 points will pass the exam."

An Ming smiled: "Then you will earn more, so you have to study hard. It is a good thing to have a dream. If you realize your dream, I will still be able to show off to the next class.

"After all, it is a major event in life. When you go home this time, you and your parents should discuss it carefully. After you have decided, come back and tell me, because after the sports meeting, the school will arrange courses for us art students who have no basic knowledge, and plan to occupy the afternoon. The third and fourth classes. In June, I have to leave the school and go to the studio for training. Go, go back and think about it seriously.”

"Thank you, teacher." As soon as Shen Tinglan left the office, she unconsciously felt a burst of pressure and lowered her head unconsciously.

He is a half-way monk without any foundation in painting, and he is about to take the Tsinghua University entrance examination. It is indeed a bit of a dream.Don't talk about professional courses, don't talk about overall grades, just learning English alone can kill him half to death.

Even Shen Tinglan couldn't figure out why she couldn't understand math and English.When learning mathematics, my brain crashes and I can't understand it at all.When learning English, the brain capacity is not as good as pine nuts, so I can only remember a little.

When learning Chinese and comprehensive literature, my brain seems to have communicated with Einstein. I don’t need to memorize it every day, and I will basically finish the class.The time he saves in these two subjects will end up being spent on the other two, more than half of which will be useless.

It's like retribution.

Shen Tinglan fell into deep self-doubt, but she was unwilling to believe that she was a fool.

He returned to the classroom like this, and within five seconds of sitting down, Jiang Fusheng came over: "Brother Lan, what did An Ming tell you?"

When Shen Tinglan saw Jiang's complaint, he naturally remembered the half-year agreement with him, and his unwillingness was magnified in an instant, as if all the troubles before had become an insignificant tortoise bastard.

Great courage welled up in his heart: "Jiang Fusheng, are you going to Tsinghua University? Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, let's go together."