Because most cram students in the same school regard the national joint examination as an exercise.

So the color test in the afternoon was also calm. I heard that there was a competition for the test seat in the examination room, which made Wan Changsheng a little puzzled. Didn’t the test questions specify a bunch of things in words and require them to be painted in blue and gray? What’s the difference between which seat to sit in?

Wan Changsheng, who had not undergone the exam for more than two years, still felt it was a bit new, and he easily finished painting the watercolors and appeared in advance, because before Du Wen started the exam, he asked Teacher Cao to count how many people were going to Rongdu to prepare for the exam. If there were enough people, it would be better to just gather a car here and pass the expressway, so as not to return to the city and come out again.

As a result, when I saw Lao Cao, he shrugged: "There are only seven or eight people, why are you going to take this school? Are your college entrance examination educational scores very good? You have been graduating for two years."

Wan Changsheng only asked now: "What school is it? Du Wen is going to take the exam, so I just accompany her to help her."

Lao Cao seemed to be looking at the monster: "One of the more than ten test sites in Qingjing University in the country... don't you know?"

Wan Changsheng was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth: "Qingjing still recruits art students? Really..."

He doesn't know how to describe it.

Pingda and Qingjing are the only two most awesome universities in China.

Just like when ordinary people in the country talk about handsome guys, they will say that Teacher Andy Lau, when it comes to the highest peak of universities in the country, there is definitely these two companies, and there is no debate.

Wan Changsheng never thought that Qingjing also had a major in art, which was like hearing that Andy Lau was a famous pianist.

Lu Tao was speechless next to him: "There are only two art academies directly under the central government, Pingjing Academy of Fine Arts and Crafts. They went to Qingjing University more than ten years ago, called Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts and Crafts. Although they are only a second-level college, they have the strength of all provincial art academies. Moreover, it is even more amazing to have a Qingjing brand. Are you interested in taking the exam for this school? That is much more difficult than Shumei!"

Qingjing and Pingda. If Wan Changsheng had been able to attend such a school in college entrance examination, he would probably not be willing to give up.

This is almost the top spot in the national college entrance examination, just like Shaolin Wudang, the title on the newspaper is enough to make people shake.

Du Wen actually wants to take the exam for this academy?

Wan Changsheng was a little shocked inside. He knew that Du Wen was very arrogant, but he was so high.

That made him very impressed.

Sure enough, when Du Wen and the others came out, several students who were preparing to take the Qingjing school entrance examination in Rongdu gathered together and basically had to go back to pack their luggage. They would take the high-speed train to Rongdu tomorrow night and then confirm on the spot and get familiar with the examination room.

Du Wen continued to have a cold face: "Okay, let's take a taxi now, and see you in the exam room and leave!"

All the candidates and teachers in the training class were a little stunned.

It is 300 kilometers from Jiangzhou to Rongdu. The University Town is indeed located 20 to 30 kilometers on this expressway, but it only costs about 100 yuan to take the high-speed rail to return to the city, so I am afraid that I can take a taxi to 1,000 or 2,000 yuan.

The key is that everyone is here to take the exam today. I didn’t bring anything except painting tools, so I just left like that?

But Du Wen's expression made Wan Changsheng dare not ask too much. He said goodbye to the teachers and students here and called a taxi to leave. Du Wen also asked Wan Changsheng to sit behind with her to sort out the painting tools they carried.

But as the taxi drove on the highway, Wan Changsheng carefully discovered that Du Wen's eyes seemed to contain a smile: "I did... not bad?"

Du Wen's voice was still cold: "How do I know? You have to wait until you get a score before you can see it. When can you check it online?"

Wan Changsheng asked: "It will take about ten days... where is the address of the test site here?"

Du Wen spitted a university name on the corner of her mouth, and Wan Changsheng quickly took out his cell phone to check the map. This was all learned from Su Qidong when he went to Fujian on a business trip.

Then he was surprised to find: "Oh, I'm going to pass by my house!"

It's not just passing by, so I have to turn 20 or 30 kilometers from the expressway.

Du Wen squinted her eyes: "Want to go back and see your childhood sweetheart?"

Wan Changsheng stagnated: "I haven't seen my mother for two months."

Du Wen's mask moved but she didn't continue to speak.

Wan Changsheng has never been away from home for so long. Looking at the navigation map, I still miss him a little bit, and feels so complicated that he feels close to his hometown.

Du Wen pretended to be soft-hearted: "Okay OK, okay, go back and take a look?"

Wan Changsheng sighed: "Forget it, I have to prepare for the exam here. It takes only two or three days to prepare. How do you feel today? Are there any things that need to be adjusted?"

Du Wen held back her expression and even had to cover it up with impatience: "Then go and check it out when you go back to Jiangzhou, it will be fine after the exam."

Wan Changsheng was moved: "The main reason is... there are too many relatives, and I will not be able to get purity when I go back for a while, and it will be useless to waste time."

But after taking the return trip to Qingjing University for the school entrance examination, it would be fine if you take a short break or stay for one night.

Du Wen digging holes step by step for more than a month, and she could still hide it as if she had a kind idea: "You are stupid. You won't call your mother in advance, make an appointment to meet in the town or in the city, and don't be in the village where there are many relatives and friends."

Wan Changsheng suddenly felt that this plan was very wonderful: "Yes, yes, I'll call now..."

Du Wen turned around and looked outside quietly. He heard that Wan Changsheng had been playing phone porridge with his mother for almost an hour. It was obvious that Sun Erniang wanted to play cards, and her son was perfunctory and sincere: "Then go to the provincial capital to bring me some good masks. Your third aunt is doing a micro-business and recommends masks to us all day long. I'm afraid it's a fake. You buy some good ones and compare them."

This once again touched the blind spot of Wan Changsheng's society. After hanging up the phone, he naturally couldn't see his mother's treacherous smile.

I had to ask Du Wen if I knew which mask to buy. I usually saw Du Wen put on her face like a hangman in the apartment every few days.

Du Wen took the opportunity to speak out: "How old is your mother? Is her skin oily or dry? Do you have many melasma? What about wrinkles? How about nasolabial folds and eye bags?"

A series of professional terms are definitely more accurate than when she draws face sketches, which forced Wan Changsheng to open WeChat under Du Wen's guidance and find his mother's circle of friends. He was disappointed to find that there were all mahjong battles!

Du Wen obviously enjoyed this training and comfortably leaned herself on the back of the chair: "Will you just ask your mother to take a selfie facial photo now?"

Wan Changsheng suddenly realized that he was familiar with the Guanyin Temple and the free and easy way to paint the painting field. His IQ was a bit too great at this moment. He was really unfamiliar with these mobile phone applications that are familiar to modern city people.

Finally, I resisted Sun Erniang's suspicious questioning, and then I went around the circle to take my mother's selfie photo.

Du Wen looked at him lightly: "Okay, I understand."

Wan Changsheng was still very happy to think that he could see his mother in a few days. He put his cell phone in his pocket and took a photo twice, closed his eyes and rested for two minutes, and then remembered to ask: "You finally decided to try to go to the Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts? Just because it is from Pingjing, you may enjoy some policies?"

Du Wen made a secret face under the mask: "That's right, so far, I haven't told my father that I want to change art. You have to know that in the old thinking of many people, studying art is a no-brainer who cannot be a good place. Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts may be disdainful to my father, but the name of Qingjing University is too loud, and it can completely suppress his dissatisfaction with me changing majors without authorization. What do you think?"

Wan Changsheng thought about it seriously and admitted that Du Wen's ideas were indeed very open and comprehensive: "But they told me that the professional examination of Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts is far more difficult than that of Shuchuan Academy of Fine Arts. You have too many challenges to surpass the level!"

Du Wen made a proud expression, but turned her head but sighed secretly.

How could she want to be admitted to the Qingjing Academy of Fine Arts?
Chapter completed!