Chapter 17: Universities Poaching Talent
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Lin Yi felt a little awkward, after all, he had added them all to his blacklist.
“Good afternoon, teachers.”
His embarrassment quickly faded, and his expression returned to normal. Since neither of us mentioned it, he could simply pretend it had never happened.
“Hello, Lin Yi.”
“Hello, Lin Yi.”
…
Business came first. Though the admissions officers from Peking University and Tsinghua University were secretly displeased, they still understood what mattered most.
“Student Lin Yi, I’m sure you already know that you’re the highest-scoring candidate in Hunan Province this year. I’ll say it again: as long as you come to Peking University, you may choose any major you like.”
“Student Lin Yi, come to Tsinghua. Tsinghua has more female students, beautiful surroundings, and a wide range of humanities majors. If you come here, I guarantee your four years of university will be truly wonderful.”
“Zhejiang University is no worse than they are in terms of academic atmosphere and environment. Whatever benefits they offer, we offer as well—and whatever they don’t offer, we offer too. As long as you come to Zhejiang University, the school will award you a generous scholarship. And your tuition for all four years will be completely waived.”
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“Teacher Li, aren’t you laying it on a little thick?” the Peking University admissions officer remarked sarcastically. Peking University had always won people over with reason. This Zhejiang University teacher, on the other hand, had led with money. How vulgar!
“Not at all, not at all. You can do the same,” the Zhejiang University teacher replied modestly.
The Peking University admissions officer fell silent.
Li Shuihua stood to one side, not daring to speak on behalf of any of the universities. Everyone present was someone important—he could not afford to offend any of them.
If he said even one slightly wrong thing, he would end up offending them all!
Silence was best. Silence was golden.
Although he also wanted to encourage Lin Yi to choose Tsinghua—its strong humanities atmosphere made it particularly suitable for a humanities student—he could not say so outright.
That would mean showing favoritism and offending the other important guests.
“Well, teachers, let me discuss it with my family first,” Lin Yi said sincerely as he looked at them. “After all, I only found out my exam results today. I haven’t had time to prepare myself.”
Naturally, this was merely an excuse to hold them off.
He already knew which university he wanted to choose.
“You must choose Zhejiang University! Zhejiang University will not disappoint you!” As he was leaving, the Zhejiang University teacher suddenly stopped, turned around, and shouted loudly at Lin Yi.
The Peking University admissions officer…
The Tsinghua University admissions officer…
The Sun Yat-sen University admissions officer…
What the hell!
Phew!
They were finally gone!
Lin Yi collapsed onto the sofa and let out a sigh of relief. Those admissions officers—especially the one from Zhejiang University—had been far too enthusiastic. He really could not handle them.
In his previous life, he probably would not even have dared to fart in front of people like that, much less ask them to leave.
Just as Lin Yi had finished eating and was preparing to go back to sleep, the internet exploded.
The top-scoring candidates from every province had always been favorite subjects of the media, and Hunan was no exception.
The top science-track student in Hunan was Gao Caidong from Fulin No. 1 High School in Nanyan City. The top humanities-track student was Lin Yi from Yugaodi No. 1 High School in Haiyuan City.
After conducting an in-depth investigation, the media gradually uncovered Lin Yi’s story. He had been involved in a car accident on his way to the examination. During the college entrance examination, he had been interviewed and uttered the famous line:
“If it were possible, I would have come out at four.”
The internet erupted!
Who would have thought that Four O’Clock Bro was actually this kind of person? His composure was as steady as an old dog’s. Even after being involved in a car accident, he remained perfectly calm, and when facing the reporter, he had casually delivered that astonishingly profound quote.
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Working Bro was incredible too! He scored more than 670 points.
Both of them were amazing!
I was far too careless!
I even treated them as a joke. Who would have thought I was the real joke? ╭(╯ε╰)╮
Just as the netizens were passionately discussing the matter and their admiration was naturally rising, an even bigger bombshell was revealed!
The lyricist and composer of “When the Wind Rises” and “Old Beauty” was actually Hunan’s top humanities student—the very same Four O’Clock Bro!
The media sprang into action, while netizens flooded the Weibo pages of Director Li Xue and Brother Hu, demanding confirmation.
The result?
At exactly the same time, Li Xue and Brother Hu replied to the netizens:
“Take a guess?”
The netizens:
What the hell!
“My forty-meter broadsword is already starving for blood.”
“Damn it, these two old schemers really are asking for a beating!”
“Exactly!”
“Beat him up. No questions asked!”
“Beat him up. No questions asked +1.”
“+2.”
“+999.”
“Everyone’s lost formation! Wait, it was Brother Hu causing trouble! Quick, tell us—was Lin Yi the lyricist and composer of ‘When the Wind Rises’?”
“Tell us!”
“Tell us!”
“If you don’t, I’m never watching *Nirvana in Fire* again!”
“Add one.”
“Add one.”
“Well now, you actually dare use *Nirvana in Fire* to threaten me? Do you think I’ll surrender?” Brother Hu was laughing in exasperation. He decisively typed two words on his phone:
“Yes!”
Poor Lin Yi was sold out by Brother Hu without knowing a thing about it.
Boom!
“Four O’Clock Bro is way too awesome!”
“Of course! He can even write songs!”
“I’m so excited! I love this handsome young man so much—I can’t even contain myself!”
“Stop pretending. You’re just a toe-scratching brute.”
“Exactly! A toe-scratching brute pretending to be a cute little darling. I can’t stand it. Ugh!”
“I’m really not a toe-scratching brute. I’m a woman.”
“How can you prove you’re a woman? Do you need me to help you? Heh heh.”
“This isn’t the bus to kindergarten. I’m getting off.”
“Driver, speed up! Don’t let him escape.”
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When the media saw Brother Hu’s confirmation, their blood began to boil. They absolutely had to obtain the first-hand story!
Li Shuihua had just smiled and sent the group of important guests away, and he had barely sat down when the phone rang.
“Hello, are you Lin Yi’s homeroom teacher? Greetings, I’m a reporter from Hunan South Television.”
“Yes, we’d like to interview him. Could you provide us with his address?”
The principal of Yugaodi No. 1 High School replied, “Of course, of course. No problem. Leave it to me.”
After hanging up, Wu Hao let out a sigh of relief.
He had not even finished exhaling when another call came in.
This time, it was from his superior.
“All right, Director Lin. No problem. I’ll take care of it, so you can rest assured.”
Everyone was working themselves into a frenzy while Lin Yi slowly woke up.
Knock, knock, knock!
Knock, knock, knock!
“Who is it this time?” Lin Yi yawned, walked to the door, and opened it. A huge crowd of reporters surged inside.
“Hello, are you Student Lin Yi?”
Faced with so many reporters, Lin Yi stood there dumbfounded. What on earth was going on?
“No,” Lin Yi replied cleverly.
At the same time, he silently gave himself a thumbs-up.
I’m really smart!
The reporters…
Do you take us for fools?
We came all the way to your door. How could we not know who you are?
“Student Lin Yi, how do you feel about becoming the top-scoring candidate in the college entrance examination?”
“Student Lin Yi, under what circumstances did you create such excellent works as ‘Old Beauty’ and ‘When the Wind Rises’?”
“Student Lin Yi, what are your plans for the future? Do you intend to enter the entertainment industry?”
“Student Lin Yi…”
…
The reporters’ barrage left Lin Yi’s scalp tingling.
“One at a time, all right?” Lin Yi took a deep breath before speaking.
Yet one question remained in his mind: How had these reporters found out his address?
When the reporters heard him, they stopped chattering over one another.
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