Chapter 1 — Scoreboard in front of Tsinghua Gate

My mother told me my life was "locked in", my mind was straight, others knew how to turn around, but I only knew how to stubbornly rush straight. When I was young, my neighbor said he lost something so I had to report it to the police. I immediately took all the money he had hidden and paid it to the police station. In middle school, the gym teacher said that when a girl falls, she has to help her. I helped an old woman who was a bully go three stops. In twelfth grade, with great difficulty I won the opportunity to have a direct interview to Tsinghua University, but the recommendation form needed the homeroom teacher's stamp. But the homeroom teacher didn't even open the stamp box and conveniently stuffed my application into the paper shredder. "You can't go." I was stunned and chased after him asking more than a dozen times why. In the end, she was so angry when I asked her that she rolled her eyes and said: "With a mind like yours, getting into a prestigious school will only cause you to lose face." "If you really want to go, go to the gate of Tsinghua University and kneel down to read the review report, so that the admissions committee will pity you." Sigh, it turns out that the interview also requires you to read the review report. I thought for a moment and then went to the printing shop to copy three hundred copies of the transcript. It wasn't even dawn yet when I squatted in front of the gate of Tsinghua University, throwing my scoreboard flying into the sky. "Great mandarin Qingtian, why am I ranked first in the province but still not qualified to be directly recruited!"1. As soon as the wind blew, the papers immediately fluttered and fell. The security guard's face turned pale. "What are you doing?" "Claiming unjustly." "This is not Kaifeng Palace." "I know, this is Tsinghua University." The security guard choked and grabbed my arm. "If you know, why bother?" "Your homeroom teacher said, if you want to come here, you have to kneel in front of the gate of Tsinghua University and read the review, so that the admissions committee will pity you."I put my knees on the ground. The cement pavement was so cold it made me bare my teeth. The security guard quickly pulled me up. "That's it, don't kneel, who's responsible for the cold?" "I'm responsible for it myself." "Why is this child so stubborn?" I've heard this sentence familiarly. My mother often says that. More and more people stood by to watch. Someone picked up the scoreboard and read out loud: "First place in the twelfth grade inter-school exam across the province, perfect score in math, perfect score in physics, chemistry... Wow." A male student wearing a backpack next to him immediately changed his gaze and looked at me. "Dude, are you here to interrupt?" "No, I'm here to review." The security guard had a headache so much that he kept rubbing his temples. "Review what?" I took the small speaker that the printing shop owner gave me from inside. He took off his shirt. "Review because I shouldn't be number one in the province, shouldn't trust the homeroom teacher, shouldn't think that stamping the recommendation form is the school's obligation." As soon as the loudspeaker rang, there was silence in front of the gate for half a second. A second later, the phone in the security room seemed to explode. Ten minutes later, a teacher wearing glasses hurriedly walked out of the school. She looked at the transcripts lying on the ground, then looked back at me. "What school do you go to?" "Giang Hoai High School No. 1, grade twelve-one, Dan Tri Hanh." "Where is the recommendation form?" "It's ruined." "Who destroyed it?" "Homeroom teacher, Uy Minh Chau." The teacher's eyebrows frowned. "Do you have proof?" I thought seriously. "It's in the paper shredder." People around laughed. The teacher did not laugh. She bent down to pick up a few scorecards and handed them to the staff standing behind her. "Take her inside first, clean up the school gate." The security guard breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he pulled me up, a black car stopped on the side of the road. The car window rolled down. Sitting inside was our class president, Luc Hoai Xuyen. His face was colder than the morning wind in Beijing. "Dan Zhi Hanh, who let you run here to embarrass yourself?" I was stunned. "Miss Uy told me to come." The corner of Luc Hoai Xuyen's mouth twitched. Car door

opened, homeroom teacher Uy Minh Chau stepped down from the back row. She wore high heels, walked in front of me and lowered her voice: "I tell you to go to death, will you go?" I looked at her. "Teachers are not allowed to tell students to go to death." Uy Minh Chau's face changed. She turned and smiled at the teacher from Tsinghua University. "Sorry, Ms. Chu, recently this child's pressure has been too great, his achievements have fluctuated, his mental state is not stable." After saying that, she reached out to take the speaker in my hand. I stepped back to avoid it. "Your spirit is very stable." Lieutenant Minh Chau gritted his teeth. "Dan Tri Hanh, stop making trouble, follow me back to school." "I haven't finished reading the review report yet." "You!" Luc Hoai Xuyen took a step forward, blocking Ms. Chu's view. "Miss Chu, this is an internal management issue of our school. The child does not understand, and has caused trouble to the school." Ms. Chu did not answer. She lowered her head to look at the scoreboard. "First place in the first mock exam at the provincial level, first place in the second mock exam at the city level, and also named in the provincial team participating in the excellent student exam?" Uy Minh Chau's smile became extremely stiff. "Some documents still need to be verified." "Verify then." Ms. Chu raised her head. "If the students have arrived, the school has also arrived, then make it clear right here." Lieutenant Minh Chau's fingers immediately tighten. Her eyes looked at me like a paper shredder had just been turned on again. At this moment, my mother called. As soon as the phone was connected, her voice was shrill. "Dan Zhi Hanh! The homeroom teacher said you were crazy and were arrested by security at Tsinghua University, right?" I looked at Uy Minh Chau. "Mom, I'm not crazy, I'm kneeling in front of the gate of Tsinghua University reading the report." The other end was silent for two seconds. Then, my mother's scream was so loud that the whole street could hear it. "Are you really kneeling down?"2. When my mother ran to the gate of Tsinghua University, there was still flour in her hair. She sold wontons at the market without even taking off her apron. As soon as she saw me, she immediately pulled me up from the ground, then patted me on the back. "When people say kneel, are you really kneeling? Is your head a door latch or a cement pile?" I answered honestly: "Door latch." Someone next to me couldn't help but laugh. But my mother's eyes turned red. She turned to look at Uy Minh Chau. "Miss Uy, where did my son offend you?" Uy Minh Chau's expression immediately became gentle. "Dan Tri Hanh's mother, don't get excited. His behavior today has seriously affected the school's image, we are planning to take him back to school for psychological counseling." "Why did he come here?" "The pressure is too great." "Why is he under pressure?" "Tenth grade student Every couple has pressure.” “Did you cancel his referral form?” The smile on Uy Minh Chau's face stopped. Luc Hoai Xuyen chimed in. "Parents, the school will investigate this matter, but your child caused trouble in front of a university, the nature is very serious." The two words "nature" made my mother stunned. The person selling wontons is most afraid of hearing such big compliments. She instinctively turned to look at me. I unzipped my backpack. There was still a copy inside. “Mom, this is the ticket.” My mother took it, her hands shaking violently. She did not understand English or the regulations written on it. She only saw that the box with my name was still clean and the stamp position was empty. "The achievements are all here, the certificates of merit are also here, why not stamp them?" Lieutenant Minh Chau sighed. "The nomination is not only based on achievements but also on general qualities." I nodded. "So, I also copied the documents proving general qualities." I took out another stack of papers. Third good student, excellent class officer, prize

Physics competition, volunteer activity certificate. The last sheet is the conciliation record issued by the police station after I helped the old lady go three stops. Seeing that piece of paper, Ms. Chu's expression became a bit strange. "You helped an old woman who was a bully to the police station?" "No. I helped her to the hospital, she said her back hurt so she couldn't stop, I immediately helped her go three stops. Then she said I crashed into her, so I helped her to the police station." The security guard muttered in a low voice: "The process is quite closed." Captain Minh Chau suddenly grew taller. voice. "Dan Tri Hanh, do you think that you can prove that you are perfect by just holding a few pieces of paper? Do you know how unsociable you are in class?" I thought for a moment. "I know." "You still dare to say you know?" "I'm not sociable because when my friends passed the float to me during the test." The surrounding became quiet again. Uy Minh Chau's face turned pale. During that monthly test, more than ten people in the class had errors recorded. After that, she called me over to talk, saying that "between classmates there must be some affection left." I asked her what was written about feelings in the exam regulations. From that day on, she no longer liked to look at me. Luc Hoai Xuyen coughed. "Miss Chu, this child speaks very easily to make sense." Ms. Chu rearranged the documents. "I only ask one question. Why is the name Dan Tri Hanh not included in the nomination list that Giang Hoai First High School sent to our school?" Lieutenant Minh Chau did not say. Luc Hoai Xuyen also did not speak. A taxi suddenly stopped on the side of the road. The car door opened and a female student with a ponytail ran out. She is my deskmate, Van Te Nguyet. Normally her voice is as small as a mosquito, but today her face is frighteningly pale. In her hand, she clutched a cowhide paper bag. "Dan Tri Hanh, don't follow them back!" Uy Minh Chau turned his head, his voice became cold. "Van Te Nguyet, what are you doing here?" Van Te Nguyet panted as she stuffed the paper bag into my lap. "The sketchbook you asked me to keep, there's also... there's also a photo of the original copy of your referral form." I was stunned. "I asked you to keep it for a while." Van Te Nguyet was so impatient that she stomped her foot. "Yesterday you said you had to save copies of important documents, I thought you already knew how to think!" I remembered. Before printing yesterday, I spread all the documents on my desk. She asked me if I was afraid of losing it. I said: "No, the teacher told me to go to the gate of Tsinghua University, I was afraid of strong winds along the way." Lieutenant Minh Chau suddenly reached out and grabbed the paper bag. Van Te Nguyet stepped back in fear. The paper bag fell to the ground. A photo slid out. In the photo, Uy Minh Chau stands next to the paper shredder in the office, half of my referral form is exposed. Her hand was on the start button. Ms. Chu bent down to pick up the photo. Uy Minh Chau's face turned pale. But the next second, she raised her hand and slapped Van Te Nguyet. "Who taught you to secretly take pictures of teachers?" The crisp sound was like ice cracking in the middle of winter. Van Te Nguyet covered her face, tears immediately fell. I stared at Uy Minh Chau's still raised hand. For the first time, I felt like even the latch wanted to break the door open. 3. Ms. Zhou took us into the reception room next to the admission office of Tsinghua University. Along the way, Uy Minh Chau kept calling. Luc Hoai Xuyen walked behind, his face gloomy as if it was about to rain. My mother grabbed my shirt tightly. Her hand still had the smell of wonton filling.