Star Calendar 2667 June 15, Sunday.
Although it was the weekend, at early nine o'clock in the morning, within Antu City No. 8 High School, many figures had already appeared one after another.
They walked on the tree-lined path, stepping on the mottled light spots that the morning sun penetrated through the lush leaves and cast diagonally on the ground, heading towards the teaching building.
Some people were talking and laughing, while others didn't say a word and just walked forward in silence, with tension hidden between their brows that was difficult to resolve.
Today is a crucial day for many graduating students and parents.
Unlike Liberal Arts Department, which requires a longer period of manual marking and usually releases its scores later, at 10 a. m. sharp, the results of the Martial Arts Department will be released on time.
According to the practice over the years, all Martial Arts Department students, accompanied by their parents, will come to the school to check their final results and provincial rankings, and under the on-site guidance of experienced teachers, they will accurately apply for the Martial Arts University.
Chen Mochuan and his parents came to Martial Arts Arena, the key class of senior high school Martial Arts Department.
Many students and parents have gathered in the venue. The atmosphere is lively but also filled with invisible tension. Everyone is waiting for the decisive moment to arrive.
Seeing the happy faces of the parents beside me, chatting enthusiastically with other parents who came over specially to chat, although they tried their best to remain modest in their words, they could not hide the pride and expectation between their eyebrows, Chen Mochuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
On the night after the actual combat assessment, through communication with Chen Mochuan, Ye Min and Chen Qingyang already knew that as long as nothing unexpected happened, their sons would probably become Songjiang Province's "number one scholar".
These days, they have been looking forward to the day when the official results will be officially released, and want to witness the glory with their own eyes.
Even Chen Qingyang, who joined "Lianxin Pharmaceutical" and was re-employed by the company, devoted himself to developing new drugs in the laboratory and worked overtime every day. It was rare for him to take a full day off just to experience the glory of becoming the "number one father".
Chen Mochuan naturally won't ruin this little thing about his parents just because he has no worries and wants to seize the time to practice.
Full of joyful anticipation.
He didn't do anything special and accompanied the two of them to the school early, waiting for the results to be announced like the most ordinary students.
Moreover, not only Ye Min and Chen Qingyang were sought after and warmly greeted by other parents, but Chen Mochuan himself became the focus of the audience at this moment.
Many classmates who were not very familiar with each other on weekdays and even rarely talked to each other before came over with envy on their faces. They embarrassedly asked to take a group photo or leave their signatures on the carefully prepared graduation list.
Chen Mochuan all cooperated one by one, accepting everyone who came, and always had a peaceful smile on their faces.
After all, today is likely to be the last day of their high school career together. This classmate friendship and the atmosphere at this time are very memorable in themselves.
He couldn't bear it, and felt it was unnecessary to ignore the trivial yet ceremonial wishes of his classmates.
Anyway, no matter what kind of noisy environment he is in, he can be distracted and run Seal Spirit Technique anytime and anywhere, continuously tempering and sharpening his spirit, and never slacking off in his practice.
In this lively atmosphere that is both lively and warm, with a touch of farewell sadness, time seems to fly by.
Soon, the hands of the clock on the wall approached ten o'clock in the morning.
Martial Arts Arena gradually became quiet, the whispers became inaudible, and everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the huge projection screen in front of the classroom.
Principal Wang Binren also came to this room Martial Arts Arena. He did not give a speech as usual, but just paced back and forth near the podium with his hands behind his back.
His footsteps were very fast, slightly anxious, and he seemed to be suppressing the huge excitement in his heart. From time to time, he looked up at the clock on the wall.
Two teachers, Han Zhen and Lin Hong, quickly operated and refreshed the equipment in front of them, trying to get a response as soon as the results were released.
All the candidates and parents were staring at the huge projection screen, waiting for the fateful results and rankings.
Only Chen Mochuan was quite calm and even had time to observe the state of the people around him.
He glanced at Li Biao, who was standing next to him. This usually carefree and optimistic young man seemed to not care about anything. At this moment, the muscles on his face were tense, his lips were slightly pursed, and the tension seemed to be overflowing in a substantial way.
Chen Mochuan found it a bit funny and lightly touched the other person's arm with his elbow.
"Ah!" Li Biao whispered, trembling violently as if frightened, and immediately looked over with a grimace.
"The Big Six, are you stable?" Chen Mochuan lowered his voice and asked at a volume that only the two of them could hear, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"Brother Chuan, please don't mess with my mentality----" Li Biao rolled his eyes, his voice was a little dry, "I'm not you, I'm basically guaranteed to be the No. 1 pick in the province, and I don't have back pain when I stand and talk. If I really had confidence, I wouldn't be so anxious----
If you don't believe me, look at Lao Jiang and Xiao Su, they are not much better than me."
Following the gesture of Li Biao, Chen Mochuan found Jiang Hao not far away, with a layer of fine beads of sweat oozing out from his forehead; Su Zhining also bit his lower lip tightly, staring at the screen, his delicate fists clenched until his knuckles turned white.
Obviously, their hearts are full of uneasiness and expectation.
Li Biao, Jiang Hao and Su Zhining, since Yunhai Youth Tournament, their relationship has become closer. They have to discuss with each other almost every day and make progress together.
In addition, they shamelessly come to Chen Mochuan for guidance and training from time to time, and their strength has improved rapidly.
In the practical assessment a few days ago, the three of them performed quite well, and their points finally ranked around 170th in the provincial standings.
Based on previous years when "The Big Six" admitted more than 180 people in Songjiang Province, as long as there are no major mistakes in cultural subjects and Martial Arts Department basic tests that lower scores too much, the three of them have a good chance of reaching the standard.
Because of this, when they have clearly seen their hope and are only one step away from their dream school, they feel particularly tormented at the moment, fearing that any accident will occur and they will miss their dream.
"How's it going? Do you feel less nervous now?" Chen Mochuan looked at Li Biao's face like a bitter gourd and smiled.
"?" Li Biao was stunned for a moment. He was interrupted by Chen Mochuan just now and looked at his equally nervous partner. The feeling of being under pressure alone seemed to have dissipated a lot, "It seems like ha! I'm not so out of breath anymore----"
It was during the gap between the two people talking in low voices.
"Come out!"
"It's out!!"
Within Martial Arts Arena, bursts of uncontrollable exclamations and commotion suddenly came from!
On the huge projection screen in front of me, after a certain page refresh, there was an extremely brief, almost imperceptible lag.
The next moment, a Martial Arts Department score summary list with dense information and strict format was clearly presented in front of everyone!
Ye Min and Chen Qingyang immediately focused on the score information at the top of the form.
[Candidate name: Chen Mochuan]
[Academic Subjects: 898 points (Martial Arts General Knowledge: 399, mathematics: 132, Language Arts: 111, General Studies: 256), provincial ranking 1280]
[Physical Fitness:2139 points (Blood-Qi Value:2417, Basic Physical Fitness:2000, Fist Strength:2000), provincial ranking 23]
[Basic Technique Realm: 1000 points (Root-Solidifying Stance: 500 points, Foundation Building Fist: 500 points), provincial ranking 1 (tied)]
[Simulated Combat: 2000 points, provincial ranking 1 (tied)]
[Practical assessment: 1040.9 points, provincial ranking 1]
[Total score: 2672.4 points, provincial ranking 1]
(Note: The calculation coefficient of the total score is 30% except for Academic Subjects which is 10% and the practical assessment which is 100%)
Although they were mentally prepared for their son to become the provincial champion, they still could not restrain their excitement when they saw the highlighted [Provincial Ranking 1] at the end of the Chen Mochuan report card.
Ye Min immediately laid his face on Chen Qingyang's chest and let out a slight sobbing sound, obviously not wanting others to see him crying and losing his composure.
Chen Qingyang appeared much calmer and raised his hand to comfort his wife by patting her.
However, when he looked at Chen Mochuan beside him and opened his mouth to say something, he found that his upper and lower lips were trembling slightly and he could not make a sound at all.
After taking several deep breaths in succession, he finally spoke, "Well done --- son --- you have given honor to our old family, Mr. Chen, and honored our ancestors today!"
Seeing his parents' uncontrollable excitement, the softest part of Chen Mochuan's heart was deeply touched.
He didn't say any heroic words, but gave his father an extremely bright and warm smile.
Then, he stepped forward, opened his arms, and held his mother, who was still sobbing slightly, and his father, who was in a state of emotion, tightly into his arms.
"Old Han, we two brothers actually taught a provincial champion!" Lin Hong lost his usual stern appearance in teaching, and excitedly grabbed Han Zhen's arm.
"Hiss----be gentle!" Han Zhen was in pain and knocked the opponent's hand off. He came out of the extremely excited state and quickly scanned the provincial rankings of all the students, his face full of relief.
Perhaps Chen Mochuan's diligence and hard work have infected other students. This year's results in Eighth High School Martial Arts Department's key class are obviously much better than those in previous years.
According to the provincial rankings admitted in previous years, it is more than enough for even the last student to be admitted to the 92nd Key Wuhan University, and as many as 53 people have reached the Thirty-Six Elite Schools level.
What is even more exciting is that for the first time, 4 students have reached the top 170 in the provincial rankings!
You know, last year the number of people admitted to "The Big Six" and Songjiang Province was 183.
"Li Biao, Jiang Hao, and Su Zhining are also great! All the students in our class are great!"
On the other side, Wang Binren had stopped at some point, looking at the entire transcript, with an irrepressible smile on his face, and murmuring in a low voice, "The province's number one scholar--the province's number one scholar--is really the province's number one scholar!"
This is an honor that has never been seen in the entire history of Antu City. Just like this, it came to the first No. 8 High School school under his Wang Binren rule!
Thinking of the "Dream Iris" plant in his office that happened to be in full bloom a few days ago, he couldn't help feeling that Chen Mochuan was indeed his lucky star.
I believe that in the future, Antu No. 8 High School and myself, the principal, will leave a mark in the history of education in this city because of Chen Mochuan's name!
At this moment, his Personal Terminal began to vibrate continuously, and a large number of text messages came in like a swarm.
After a cursory scan, there are actually more than ten items, and the number is still increasing.
Wang Binren Click on the abbreviated information to quickly browse. Not only Antu City local and Yunhai City media, but also reporters from several of the largest TV stations, newspapers, and authoritative martial arts information platforms in Songcheng, the provincial capital city, were like sharks smelling the smell of blood. They were moved by the wind and sent interview requests.
Not only that, there were also calls coming in from unfamiliar numbers without any notes, but he hung up on them one by one, or ignored them for the time being.
He had already anticipated this situation and had already communicated with Chen Mochuan in advance.
After understanding that the other party only wanted to concentrate on martial arts and did not want to spend time and energy on such social activities, Wang Binren decisively decided to intercept all media attention and external interference as much as possible to himself, the "principal".
Of course, he himself refuses interviews from major media, and even requests them.
He has already made plans, not only to go into battle himself, but also to recruit Han Zhen and Lin Hong, and the three of them will accept various interviews together.
This can maximize and positively publicize Antu No. 8 High School.
And with the golden sign of Chen Mochuan, the enrollment plan in the second half of the year is destined to be much smoother. Even if it beats the old enemy First High School, it may no longer be a dream.
However, the imagination is beautiful, but the processing is extremely cumbersome.
The influx of messages and phone calls, coupled with the fact that it was the first time he encountered such "sweet troubles" as "provincial champion", made him a little confused and felt like his head was spinning.
As a last resort, he first briefly agreed on the afternoon interview time with the two most important provincial media, and then quickly set Personal Terminal to "do not disturb" mode, allowing only specific contacts to access communications.
The world suddenly became much quieter.
After a while, Ye Min finally calmed down his turbulent emotions.
She raised her head from her husband's arms, her eyes still a little red, and first praised her son. Then she couldn't wait to take a photo of the transcript with Personal Terminal, opened the communication software, and sent it to the group.
After staring at the communication software and giggling for a while, she seemed not to be satisfied yet and made another call.
"Hey, Sister Zhang, are you at home? I have nothing to do. I just want to tell you that the results of the Martial Arts Department have just been released----"
"Well, Mo Chuan did pretty well in the exam----"
"Hey----that is, Songjiang Province is first."
"Yes, you heard it right, provincial champion!"
"Enrollment banquet? It hasn't been decided yet----"
"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will definitely inform you as soon as it is decided! Then you must bring your brother-in-law and children to support you!"
This series of actions by his mother made Chen Mochuan a little bit dumbfounded, but when he turned around, he saw that his father Chen Qingyang was actually doing something similar.
At noon, Chen Mochuan declined all invitations to a celebration dinner arranged by classmates, teachers and even the school, and went to a popular hot pot restaurant near his home community with his parents to celebrate this extraordinary day.
While the three of them were enjoying their meal, the midday news was played on the projection screen hanging in the air in the hot pot restaurant.
"Friends from the audience, good afternoon, everyone. Now I will break in with an important piece of good news that our station has just received."
"At 10 o'clock this morning, this year's national College Entrance Exam Martial Arts Department results were officially released. Chen Mochuan students from Antu City No. 8 High School performed extremely well in this College Entrance Exam. With a total score of 2672.4 points, they beat all candidates in the province and won the championship. Songjiang Province Martial Arts Department's brilliant record of being number one!"
"This is the first provincial champion born in our city's history!"
As the announcer spoke excitingly, a photo of Chen Mochuan was cut into the news screen.
It seemed to be a snapshot. The young man in the photo was wearing a school uniform, standing slightly sideways on the school's tree-lined avenue, looking calmly ahead. The afterglow of the setting sun gave his tall and straight figure a layer of gold, making him look handsome and full of vitality.
Almost everyone in the hot pot restaurant was attracted by this midday news.
"We Antu had to go back many years to produce Yunhai City as the top pick, but now we have the provincial top pick?"
"This young man is really extraordinary. He will definitely be a nationally renowned martial arts expert in the future!"
"I really didn't expect that such a real dragon could fly out of a small place like our Antu! School No. 8 High School really showed off his face this time!"
"He is so powerful, why is he so handsome! Which window did Nuwa close for him? Is there any justice?"
The owner of a hot pot restaurant was watching the news when he had nothing to do. When the photo of Chen Mochuan appeared, he suddenly felt strangely familiar, as if he had just seen it----
He suddenly jumped up, immediately stood up and looked around, and soon locked the figure of Chen Mochuan.
"Chen Mochuan!"
He couldn't control his excitement, and he didn't care whether it would disturb other guests. He took three steps at a time and trotted towards the dining table.
The other people in the store subconsciously looked along the route he was running, and all their eyes fell on Chen Mochuan, and they exclaimed again and again.
"It's really him!"
Immediately, someone started taking photos and videos.
The first boss who came to Chen Mochuan asked for an autograph, and after getting a photo with satisfaction, he immediately said that the order was free of charge, and even wanted to give the Chen family a high-value stored-value card, but Chen's father clearly refused, so he gave up.
Seven or eight minutes later, a family of three walked out of the hot pot restaurant in a slightly messy manner.
Those customers just now were so enthusiastic that they couldn't continue eating, so they had no choice but to leave.
"Huh----Fortunately, we have almost eaten, otherwise we have to cook when we go home----" Ye Min smoothed his somewhat disheveled hair and muttered in a low voice. There was not much displeasure on his face, but he vaguely enjoyed the feeling of being in the spotlight and having his son being sought after.
However, she knew her son's temperament well, so she decisively chose to leave, "Son, you are a real celebrity now! You can probably be recognized by people on the street."
Chen Mochuan sighed, knowing that he would have to wear a mask when going out in the future, otherwise it would be too much trouble, and he didn't want to spend energy dealing with these things.
On the way home, Chen Qingyang received a call.
After completing the negotiation and hanging up the phone, he looked at his son with a complicated expression.
"Mochuan, Principal Wang just informed me that a company wants to give our family a villa----"