Chapter 140 Feeding pigs? This is what you said yourself, Lao Ge!
I don’t know how my father-in-law coaxed my mother-in-law last night. Anyway, we went out to work together today.
The mother-in-law’s face is still glowing!
Cheng Xuemin was dumbfounded!
"Da Lao Cheng, hurry up! You're almost late, stop whining!"
Cheng Xuemin explained to the woman in the room, and even helped her bring a brazier in and asked her to stay on the bed for today.
After Cheng Xuemin finishes his exam, he can concentrate on taking care of this woman at home!
And after the final exam, the Feng family also went on winter vacation, so they could also take care of her sister.
"I know, I know! Go quickly, go quickly! Everyone in the family is urging me!"
Feng Jiayou was also speechless. This man was considerate, just like what Jiamo said. He kept explaining the same thing repeatedly. She was not a three-year-old child.
"By the way, remember to send that novella to People's Literature today!"
Seeing Cheng Xuemin nodding and going out, Feng Jiayou, who was nestled in the quilt, also followed the reminder and confessed.
"I know, I'll take one exam this morning. I'll hand in the papers early and then come back to make lunch for you!"
There was a math test this morning. For Cheng Xuemin, it was basically junior high school knowledge.
Therefore, almost before nine o'clock, I can hand in the paper and send the manuscript to "People's Literature".
"Da Lao Cheng, Da Lao Cheng, can you show me your parents' love?"
On the way to Yanda University, Feng Jiamo, who was sitting in her sister's exclusive seat in the back row, started begging for the manuscript of "Parental Love" again.
"Don't make trouble, don't rush! We're going to be late!"
Cheng Xuemin was speechless. He was riding a bicycle. What were you trying to rob? !
"Then tell me what you wrote about my parents!?"
"Did you make my mother look so bourgeois and pretentious? Did you make my dad look so personable?"
OK!
The Feng family understands your mother!
But Cheng Xuemin didn't admit it. She would go back and read the publication in People's Literature.
Hurrying slowly, finally when the preparation bell rang, Cheng Xuemin rushed into the campus with Feng Jiamo.
"Da Lao Cheng, I will go back for lunch at noon, please remember to wait for me!"
Before Cheng Xuemin's bicycle could stop, Feng Jiamo jumped off and rushed to the classroom, telling Cheng Xuemin without looking back.
I've been waiting for you!
Cheng Xuemin wished he could run in both directions with his avatar skills, how could he have the time to wait for her to go back for dinner together?
“Lao Cheng, do you know!? Yesterday you got full marks in the English test, amazing!”
Cheng Xuemin had just rushed into the classroom and sat down at the table. Ge You's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he quickly came over to announce the good news.
"The results came out so soon?"
I took the English test yesterday afternoon and the results came out?
However, Cheng Xuemin’s score was not surprising at all.
Because the college entrance examination in this era is almost as difficult as the high school entrance examination a few decades later.
Especially English!
That is simply the foundation of foundations. Believe it or not, if it were a primary school student from later generations, Cheng Xuemin would not be surprised if he got perfect scores in the exam.
In fact, in this era of English, whoever takes the test knows it.
Anyway, in front of Cheng Xuemin, a 985-level academic who passed the eighth grade of English with ease, he was really more pediatric than a pediatrician.
"It's out!" Ge You nodded repeatedly without smiling too proudly, "Old Cheng, guess what score I got in the English test?"
"How many exams did you take!?"
Cheng Xuemin looked sideways and asked.
But he soon realized that he was too stupid to ask. Asking Ge You how many exams he took was a direct insult to the word "test".
You should ask him directly, how many points were copied?
Since there were no separate examination rooms and there were no changes in seats, Ge You sat next to Cheng Xuemin and took the exam.
So for yesterday's three subjects, Cheng Xuemin basically wrote one, and Ge You secretly copied one next to him.
The invigilator also ignored it. As long as it didn't affect other students' exams, it didn't matter how much they copied!
“80 points!”
"If it weren't for Lao Cheng who handed in the paper too early yesterday, I didn't have time to copy the English composition. Otherwise, I would have scored at least 95 points, and I would be ranked second in the class!"
"It's amazing. I got 80% on the exam without even writing an essay. Lao Ge, you are even better!"
really!
He didn't get 20 points in the English composition, but Lao Ge got 80 points in the exam. His English composition was a single word, but he didn't even write it?
"Haha, thanks to you, Lao Cheng! Let's continue with math in the morning and try to get second place in the class!"
Ge You laughed loudly and said!
Okay, why don’t you just say that you are tied for first place in the whole grade?
It doesn’t matter if you don’t pass Xuemin, as long as you are happy, Uncle Ge.
Almost half an hour later, Cheng Xuemin finished writing the entire mathematics paper and was ready to hand it in directly to "People's Literature".
"Old Cheng, Old Cheng, wait! Wait! I haven't finished copying yet!"
Seeing that Cheng Xuemin had to hand in the paper after he finished writing without even checking it, Ge You, who couldn't keep up with the copying, said loudly from the side.
"Well, Lao Ge, hurry up, it's almost done! I have to go to the Humanities Club in a hurry!"
The paper was held by a corner by Lao Ge, and Cheng Xuemin could only urge it.
"Immediately! Lao Cheng, why are you going to the Humanities Club!?"
"If nothing happens, can I go with you?"
Lao Ge copied it quickly and kept talking to Cheng Xuemin.
"I'm going to submit the article!"
Cheng Xuemin waited for Lao Ge for another ten minutes, and the two of them handed in their papers one after another.
"You're just kidding yourself!" The invigilator was the math teacher Lao Ma. He really couldn't do anything about Lao Ge. He watched him cheat and copy right under his nose. He had nothing to say and pretended not to see it.
Seeing that he was so blatantly handing in papers with Cheng Xuemin, he directly nodded. Lao Ge wanted to scold him but couldn't. He hated iron but couldn't make steel!
"Teacher Ma, Teacher Ma, I looked at Lao Cheng's test paper, and it must be 120 points. Teacher Ma, you are so proud again!"
"No more, no more! Lao Cheng is going to submit a manuscript to the Humanities Society this time, and I have to go with him, let's go, let's go!"
He slapped the test paper directly on the desk of the mathematics teacher Lao Ma, and Ge You rushed out, chasing after him while shouting: "Lao Cheng, wait for me! If I accompany you to submit your manuscript to the Humanities Society, your manuscript will definitely pass!"
"Cheng Xuemin is going to submit a manuscript to the Humanities Society?" Lao Ma didn't react for a moment, but he heard Ge You shouting outside, and then he reacted. His face was dumb and at the same time he thought, "Oh shit."
Cheng Xuemin is an incredible student. The "Wrangler" was already a sensation before, but now he wants to directly challenge the Humanities Society?
"Cheng Xuemin wants to submit an article to the Humanities Society?"
Lao Ge's babble was too loud, and since the students were all taking exams, the whole school was already relatively quiet. When he babbled like this, the sound was directly transmitted to the ears of Lao Zhang, the head teacher upstairs, and even to the principal's office!
They all stood up in unison, rushed to the corridor outside and looked downstairs.
I happened to see Cheng Xuemin, who was almost out of school on his bicycle!
"Lao Zhang, Cheng Xuemin in your class has written a manuscript again, and this time he wants to submit it to the humanities society?" The other teachers who were alarmed all looked at the head teacher, Lao Zhang, and asked.
"Probably so!"
What can Lao Zhang say?
Although Cheng Xuemin was a student in his class, Cheng Xuemin honestly attended his class for a few days during the first few days of school.
You can hardly see him from the back. Has he written any manuscript recently? What kind of manuscript he has written? As the class teacher, he, Lao Zhang, also has a dark eye. I don't know if he is good or not.
"Lao Ge, are you really going to give up and quit taking the exam?"
Cheng Xuemin knew why Lao Ge was so arrogant because he had no intention of taking the college entrance examination next year.
His family didn't expect him to get into college, so they were already looking for ways to send him to an art troupe.
"Yes! If I were as strong as Lao Cheng, of course I would take the test! Even if I were half as strong as Lao Cheng, I would still take the test!"
"But in fact, I'm not good at studying at all!"
While riding his bicycle, he said to Cheng Xuemin bitterly: "And the art troupe my dad found for me also has a bullshit interview test. My dad really can't help me with this, I have to do it myself!"
"But how can I do that!"
"Why don't you, Lao Cheng, give me some reference? How should I pass this interview?"
"Interview exam?! Is it about talent?" Cheng Xuemin was startled when he heard this. He then went through it in his mind and found that there was indeed relevant memory content.
Feed the pigs? !
What Cheng Xuemin didn't expect was that the talent test for Lao Ge to be admitted to the art troupe was to perform a performance of feeding pigs, which really surprised him.
"Yes! It's about talent!" Ge You continued to say bitterly.
"It's easy to deal with talent! You can do whatever you're good at?!"
Cheng Xuemin suppressed his laughter and continued to ask: "Lao Ge, how do you like singing?"
"Old Cheng, do you think my tone-deaf voice can handle it?"
"...then dancing, playing other instruments, etc., it's all the same, right?"
"Old Cheng, do you think it's OK to raise and feed pigs? I'm good at this!" Suddenly, Ge You suddenly mentioned this, which made Cheng Xuemin laugh.
"Raise pigs and feed pigs...if the performance is good, I think it will work!"
Since Lao Ge has said it himself, he must have had a plan in mind and thought about it long ago.
It's just raising pigs and feeding pigs, which seems to be incompatible with talent shows, right?
“Lao Cheng, do you really think it’s okay?”
On the contrary, Lao Ge asked seriously. It seemed that he had already decided to raise and feed pigs.
Then there is nothing to say!
In another time and space, Lao Ge was originally performing pig feeding, and successfully passed the interview examination of the art troupe.
Therefore, Cheng Xuemin has to encourage Lao Ge!
"Okay! It definitely works! It just so happens that before you went to the countryside, Lao Ge, the educated youth raised pigs. You know this better than anyone else, and you know how to raise and feed pigs better than anyone else. I think you can definitely do it!"
"Okay! Then let's raise pigs and feed them! Lao Cheng, I'm not bragging to you. I am indeed very experienced when it comes to raising pigs!"
"Old Cheng, do you know that male piglets must be gelded when they are one month old?"
"Old Cheng, do you know that you are going to castrate the boar or something?! It's just..."
Lao Ge, please pull him down!
Suddenly, he suddenly brought this up to Cheng Xuemin, which made Cheng Xuemin shudder in his trouser pocket.
At almost ten o'clock, Cheng Xuemin and Ge You rushed to the Humanities Club!
"Xuemin, you're here?! I just have two payment slips. You can bring them back later!"
This is cool!
Coming to People's Literature, the first thing the editor-in-chief Zhang Guangnian said when he saw Cheng Xuemin greeting him must be the manuscript fee slip.
It's true that "Director Qiao's Taking Up the Job" has been reprinted and published by too many newspapers and magazines. Although most of them are basically just pretending to be ignorant, there are still quite conscious publications that give Cheng Xuemin small surprises from time to time.
"Okay, okay, thank you, Teacher Zhang!" Cheng Xuemin quickly took it and said to Zhang Guangnian, "Teacher Zhang, I am here to submit a manuscript this time. Please help me review it!"
After saying that, Cheng Xuemin put the manuscript fee slip aside and took out the thick stack of manuscript paper from his briefcase.
"Submit a manuscript!? Xuemin, you don't have time recently..."
"So thick?"
Zhang Guangnian was stunned when he heard this. He had asked Cheng Xuemin in person before to ask for a manuscript. Didn't he mean that he had been stared at by his mother-in-law when he had no time recently?
Why did you turn around and submit the manuscript again? And the manuscript is so thick, it must be more than ten or two hundred thousand words, right?
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(End of chapter)