Under Tang Zhan's resentful gaze, Xia Xu dashed back to his rented room.
Although he had tried his best to turn down drinks that day, he had still drunk quite a bit, so he soon fell into a deep sleep after washing up.
But even as he slept, the ripples he had caused continued to spread.
The interviews at the school that morning had all made the flagship evening news programs on their respective channels. Even CCTV, which rarely got involved unless something major happened, had given them a few shots. They had certainly been given the full treatment.
The national Gaokao Top Scorer!
The first person in history to earn a genuine perfect score on the Gaokao without bonus points!
With Tang Youxin just one point behind—a score that would have made her the national Gaokao Top Scorer in any previous year—this level of coverage was certainly not excessive.
And it had to be said that anyone who watched Xia Xu's interview had to praise him. He had handled it absolutely perfectly.
Accustomed to seeing students who were either timid and hesitant or rebellious and flamboyant in front of the camera, people were genuinely surprised and impressed to suddenly encounter someone so mature and composed, chatting and laughing with ease.
If they ignored the youthfulness of his face, many people genuinely found it difficult to connect the person who had commanded the entire interview with such effortless confidence to a boy who had just finished his Gaokao.
Of course, most television coverage remained fairly formal. It usually passed by quickly, selecting more serious topics and footage. The truly exciting material, and the place where it really took off, was online.
Star City was the provincial capital, and the female reporter who had interviewed him after the Gaokao and again