Chapter 20 I don’t want to write a chapter title
For him, Chinese is the least scary thing.
Except for the essay, which is a bit uncertain about getting full marks, there are no other problems.
He has recalled all the college entrance examination questions in the past few days.
The three invigilators kept walking around the examination room. Fang Ping'an lowered his head to answer the paper. Nothing around him had any influence on him.
Answer the paper in a disciplined manner, even if you have finished it long ago, you did not hand it in in advance.
After the bell rang, he handed in his papers on time and left the examination room just like other students.
There were many cars parked in front of the Foreign Language School, and more parents stood anxiously waiting for their children under the bright sun.
Fang Pingan walked out of the school gate and slowly squeezed out of the crowd and looked to both sides.
About forty meters away, Chen Shaohua, Liu Qing and Chen Shuhui were standing in the shade on the roadside, looking eagerly.
Seeing him walking steadily, Chen Shuhui rushed over with a Coke in hand.
"Brother, this is what you want."
Fang Ping'an took the Coke, unscrewed the bottle and took three big gulps.
After a few long belches, he reached out and gave Chen Shuhui a thumbs up.
"Enjoyable!"
The little girl's eyes were crooked as she held her own milk tea and said, "Let's go home."
"Well, go home."
Chen Shaohua watched the two children walking side by side, his girl holding Ping An's arm, feeling very satisfied.
"Don't ask how the exam went for a while, got it?"
He warned Liu Qing again.
What he got was an eye roll, "In your words, of course I know."
After two days of college entrance examination, Fang Ping'an knew how far he could pass.
There is no difference from the college entrance examination questions in the previous life.
He was very sure that his score would be much higher than in his previous life.
He didn't dare to hope for full marks, at least for the Chinese and English compositions, he wasn't absolutely sure of getting full marks.
After all, it requires the teacher’s subjective judgment and there is no fixed standard answer.
But for the paper with a total score of 750, he believed that he could get at least 730 points.
The only thing you need to consider is which school and major you choose.
Early in the morning on the 10th, he got up and went to a small restaurant to help his godfather and godmother make wontons and buns.
Jiangnan snack bar sells these things.
It has been an old store for decades and has many regular customers.
Liu Qing and Chen Shaohua originally wanted him to go out to play with his classmates and relax.
On the one hand, it was to relax, and on the other hand, it was also to make him completely forget those days at the Fang family.
Fang Pingan just shook his head.
It’s not that there are no class reunions, and it’s not that there are no calls to go out for fun.
But he had no such plan at all.
During the three years of high school, he strictly followed all the requirements of the Fang family.
For example, you must go home immediately after school, and you are not allowed to associate with those who are poor and have low quality.
No. 38 Middle School was very ordinary, incomparable to No. 1 Middle School.
But the Fang family never thought of letting him go to No. 1 Middle School.
This idea was actually proposed by Zhao Wei, his biological mother.
What I'm afraid of is that if I'm in the same class as Fang Hongjun, it may affect Hongjun's grades!
It's really off the mark.
Except for interacting with Fatty a lot at school, he spent the rest of his time in the small room of Fang's house.
Either it’s cleaning, yard work, weeding, or swimming pool cleaning…
It can be said that during his three years in high school, apart from being remembered as being among the top three in his grade, he only had the impression of being aloof and unwilling to talk to others.
Except for Zhao Huaian, his deskmate, he rarely talked to anyone.
He doesn't care at all what others think of him.
He was busy kneeling and licking the Fang family members and had no time to deal with his classmates.
Having helped in restaurants since he was a child, he has not forgotten how to make wontons.
The technique was a bit unfamiliar at first, but soon became very proficient.
With his help, whether it’s steamed buns or wontons, you’ll soon have enough.
You can’t pack too much of this stuff, you just need to keep a certain amount, any more will be bad.
He stopped when there was already a lot of stock in the freezer and started to help clear the table and wash the dishes.
No matter how hard Chen Shaohua and his wife tried to persuade him, they could only let him help in the kitchen.
After ten o'clock in the morning, there were no customers in the store, so he sat down and started scrolling through his mobile phone.
He wanted to see how much turmoil the lottery incident still caused.
There is a lot of information on the Internet, but most of them are still skeptical.
The question is not about the person who won the lottery, but about the number.
After all, there were three people who won the first prize.
There are those who doubt it, and there are those who believe in the official.
The main reason is that the winning number is too magical. It is the first time in history that such seven consecutive numbers have appeared.
This is a result that can only exist in theory, and now it appears...
Fang Ping'an stared at his phone with a smile and played for a while before deciding to buy a house.
He knows very well that those old communities will be demolished in the future, and the houses in those places will appreciate more in value.
Yuncheng is close to the sea, and both finance and commerce are very developed.
More importantly, this is also a provincial capital city.
His target was in the old shabby little building in the city center.
Next September, the year after his death, construction will begin on two new metro lines.
According to the estimation of the longest construction period of five years, which is equal to six years later, the prices of houses along the line will increase.
Let’s not talk about commercial housing, but just talk about apartments. The rents of apartments along the subway are rising the fastest.
Because the largest user group of these apartments in the future will be young white-collar workers.
He decided to buy two houses along the future subway line, as well as several apartments.
In this way, the godfather and godmother do not have to continue to run this small restaurant, and can ensure that the living standard in the future will not be lower than the current one by collecting rent.
Just do it if you think of it.
"Godfather, godmother, let me go out for a walk. There are no customers at the moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Liu Qing quickly agree:
"Go on, go on, I just told you to go out and play, but you must come.
It's enough for me and your godfather here. "
Chen Shaohua also nodded vigorously.
"Go ahead and play with your classmates for a few more days.
When you go to college, you will have new friends. "
Fang Pingan left the restaurant, opened the map and selected the nearest agency.
…
Fang Hongjun went out to play after finishing the exam.
Not only that, he also rented a villa in Yuncheng and held a party for seven days.
He didn't notice at all that in an inconspicuous GL8, two young people were scolding the rich second generation for their lewdness, envious of them, and gnawing bread.
It's just that neither of them has any evidence that the employer wants so far.
Fang Hongjun has never been to Haidong District.
He has always followed Fang Junhong's arrangements and tried his best not to have contact with his mother to avoid being seen.
In the past, every time we met, we would meet when we were traveling.
He did really well in the college entrance examination this time. He estimated that he would get at least 730 points.
As for college entrance examination aspirations, it has nothing to do with him.
All he needs is the report card.
The school in country M has been contacted, and Fang Junhong donated 10 million US dollars to the professor's laboratory.
All he had to do was get on the plane with his transcripts.
