Chapter 008: The Father Who Travels Far for His Son

Don't joke about glasses; I might as well go to the NBA to seek some punishment

The entire class burst into laughter once again

After trying a few one-on-one games, Liu Yu exclaimed: "Wow, Lao Yang, your starting step is actually faster than it was two days ago, what defense is there to speak of!"

Does that mean Old Yang can go play in the NBA?" The glasses-wearer made a joke.

The entire class fell silent

The specifics are unclear, but it should be of the same level as you, albeit in a different class

"Silly boy, can you find a good job after graduating?" Yang's mother complained to Yang Tang, "Your father plans to help you secure a training quota in a ministry during his trip to Beijing, so you can go directly to work after graduation"

What is委培? In his previous life, Yang Tang did not understand what委培 meant at this time, but now he does. He understands even more that the委培 quotas in this life are even harder to obtain than the university expansion in his previous life. Why bother asking father and grandmother for a委培 quota? If it really doesn't work out, I can just attend Chengda University, studying at Wudu University is so convenient

However, students in the third year of high school still have classes, but they do not attend evening self-study sessions, and they have Sundays off

Yujing? Capital? Why is Dad going to Yujing?

Liu Yu was taken aback by Yang Tang's quick start; after a brief moment of distraction, Yang Tang had already pulled ahead by a step and a half. Liu Yu could only watch as Yang Tang effortlessly scored the basketball.

Whether you believe it or not, you have indeed become faster

Teacher Wang, you are mistaken; it is not you who grades during the college entrance examination, so how can your words hold any weight?

"Oh, you don't understand?" Saying this, Yang Tang suddenly grasped Lu Qin's shoulders with both hands, pushing her out of the door frame and walking away directly, deliberately provoking her as he loudly recited: "The flowers of land and water, those that are lovely are numerous. Jin's Tao Yuanming solely loved chrysanthemums. Since the Li Tang dynasty, people have greatly loved peonies. I alone love..."

The next day was Saturday

... ...

Xiao Hong is the nickname of Yang Tang. Before the third grade of elementary school, Yang Tang was still called Yang Hong. However, later on, his rather superstitious grandmother hired someone to read his fortune, and the result indicated that he was inherently deficient in the wood element. Given that his surname belongs to the wood category, it was necessary for his given name to also belong to the wood element, thus leading to the change to his current name

I, Xiao Hong

"Why would I deceive you?" Liu Yu said, "Even if the speed is slightly off, it won't be too far off!"

However, even in this situation, the young mother’s temples have already turned gray

Returning to her room, Yang Tang turned on her computer to go online. After a thorough search, she discovered that since the Wu Zhou period, many notable figures from the medieval era in the long river of history had vanished. However, the enduring legacy of Huaxia continued, with other prominent individuals taking the historical positions originally held by those famous figures.

"What have I heard?" Yang Tang asked, puzzled

After finishing the noodles, once my mother tidied up and left the room, Yang Tang pondered, wondering whether he should register the poems and songs he could remember in his mind online.

"Xiao Hong, why are you back so early? Doesn't your school have classes on Saturday afternoons?" Mom was nagging from inside the door when she suddenly opened the security door with a loud click.

"Hey, what's wrong, Xiaohong?" Mother Yang said, somewhat perplexed.

Regarding this matter, Yang Tang also expressed agreement, and after playing basketball with Liu Yu for a while, he returned to the dormitory for a midday rest, managing to wake up just in time to reach the classroom at 2 PM to continue cramming for the college entrance examination subjects

By the way, Xiaohong, you are back so early. Have you had lunch yet

Lü Qin was taken aback: "What does this gesture mean?"

Mother Yang hesitated for a moment: "He has gone to Yujing."

Lu Qin felt a spark of inspiration as soon as she heard the beginning, but was infuriated when Yang Tang's voice faded away: "Yang Tang, stop right there!" She quickly ran downstairs, chasing in the direction of the cafeteria

Yang Tang was a bit confused; he did not remember his father knowing any high-ranking officials in the ministry

No! Old Wang waved his hand, revealing an expression that was both unsatisfied and slightly displeased. "Can't you write a bit longer? Maybe include a word or something?"

The meaning is that the "Ode to the Peony" you wrote today is not as brilliant as that day's "Hearts Connected by a Single Thought". Did you not put in enough effort?

Upon hearing these words, a sense of inexplicable sorrow flashed through Yang Tang's heart. She wanted to say something to her mother, but after opening her mouth, she found herself at a loss for words

After the results arrived, during the last two Chinese classes, Teacher Wang entered the classroom and announced an impromptu exam. While saying this, he happened to fix his gaze on Yang Tang, who was sitting in the front row, clearly indicating that he did not want Yang Tang to study other subjects

The classmates in the classroom were almost all taken aback, and Lü Qin was no exception. However, thereafter, each person displayed a variety of expressions such as envy, jealousy, and admiration, while only Bai Keqing by the window remained indifferent throughout.

Two days later, Yang Tang once again encountered Liu Yu and a few other second-year students on the basketball court

Yang Tang turned sideways to face her mother and casually responded with a sound

At noon, after class, the beautiful class monitor, Lu Qin, blocked Yang Tang at the classroom door: "Third Senior Brother, your poetry is quite good!"

In the morning, there are four classes: two history classes and two Chinese classes. Yang Tang continues to review his English and mathematics as usual. The first two history classes are uneventful, and Old Gan has completely given up on him

Suddenly, a gentle knocking sound was heard, and then my mother came in holding a bowl of steaming noodles, saying: "Eat up"

"Nian na!" Lao Wang urged

Yang Tang managed to complete all the questions except for the essay during one class and the break in between. However, in the second half of the fourth period, which was a consecutive class, Old Wang asked Yang Tang to read his second-to-last poetry question.

Yang Tang frowned deeply

Well

Yang Tang suddenly recalled the information about Wei Qingfeng, a Huaxia point guard who participated in the NBA draft only last June. Standing at 1.88 meters tall, he has now firmly established himself as a starter in Los Angeles

When they were resting on the sidelines, the glasses came over and whispered, "By the way, Old Yang, have you heard?"

"Are you looking for trouble?" Yang Tang was taken aback for a moment, "Who is it?"

Now it was Yang Tang's turn to be displeased, thinking to himself: Old Wang, this is clearly a broadside attack, you're just making me the target of hatred...! ... No, I must smooth things over!

Thank you for the compliment Yang Tang replied perfunctorily and tried to squeeze out but Lu Qin stubbornly blocked her way with her already prominent chest saying Class Monitor what do you mean by that

Today's poetry theme is "Ode to the Peony" by Yang Tang, reminiscing about your poetry

Yang Tang was speechless and choked with emotion. He had no doubt that the first-year students dared to gang up on him outside of school. He had witnessed such incidents a few times during his own first year, which were nothing more than attempts to establish dominance within the entire grade. Any first-year student who felt they had a bit of strength or connections had engaged in such behavior.

Mom, please stop, I will just have a couple of fruits to tide me over, and we can eat together at dinner

Yang Tang was puzzled and was about to ask who this person with the surname Wei was, when his glasses widened in astonishment: "Is that true? Old Yang's pace can keep up with Wei Qingfeng?"

a mother in her early forties

Then I will go get you some hot spots

... ...

Unfortunately, Yang Tang had no intention of attending the afternoon classes, so he naturally did not go to the cafeteria for a meal. He went straight back to his dormitory to pack some things, slung a backpack over his shoulder, and left the campus to take the shuttle bus home

Yang Tang clearly did not believe it: "Are you serious? How come I don't feel anything myself?"

Once again, with a probing step, Liu Yu still held Yang Tang with one hand while retrieving the ball with the other. However, this time, Yang Tang's probing step only made a brief touch before he suddenly launched forward, charging straight towards the basket

Did not eat

Bang bang bang

Seeing Liu Yu's serious expression, Yang Tang gradually began to have doubts: Could it be related to the enhancement of dreams

Yang Tang immediately saw the familiar figure of her mother

As mentioned earlier, the essay in this examination accounts for only 45 points, while the poetry section is worth 25 points. Therefore, when calculated by word count, the poetry section actually constitutes a larger portion.

Hmm. Unable to resist my mother, Yang Tang nodded, which could be considered an agreement

Yang Tang took the bowl and chopsticks, inhaled the long-missed aroma of the noodles, and then began to eat heartily.

Sure, go ahead and write...

Where is my dad

Yang Tang, however, was not discouraged and humbly accepted Liu Yu's suggestion: "Come again!"

Old Yang, I have reminded you long ago that when you are testing the waters, the ball must also be in motion. Otherwise, not only will you fail to deceive your opponent, but you will also be prone to getting intercepted

Yang Tang rolled her eyes and said, "Do you want me to write a classical prose piece?"

Wei Qingfeng

Have you finished reading?

"Indeed!" Liu Yu honestly echoed, "The main issue is that Old Yang is only 1.80 meters tall and has weak resistance. My senior brother Wei Qingfeng is only slightly faster than Old Yang, but his stride is relatively long, allowing him to bypass defenders with just one step, which is truly terrifying!"

At this moment, Liu Yu also walked over and interjected, "I have heard about the situation as well. I heard that someone is inciting the first-year high school students, planning to find an opportunity to deal with you"

My mother glanced at the historical figures on the computer and gently asked, "Are you researching?"

Noticing this detail, Yang Tang couldn't help but tear up, and he suddenly embraced his mother: "Mom—"

"Who is it?" The voice of a younger version of his mother came from inside the door, and Yang Tang felt a bit excited

Shall I serve you a bowl of noodles instead

Yang Tang felt a sharp pain upon hearing this, thinking to himself: "What does it matter to you whether I have put in my effort or not!" At the same time, he extended two fingers and held them horizontally, asking: "Do you understand?"

Old Wang, however, was somewhat embarrassed and angry: "What are you all laughing at? If you have the ability, write a poem or a verse yourselves. As long as it has half the quality of Yang Tang's work, I will give you a score of 25!"

As the last remnants of red fall, the fragrance begins to emerge; it is aptly named the King of Flowers. It boasts of unparalleled beauty in the world, uniquely claiming the title of the finest scent on earth. Yang Tang recited a verse from Pi Rixiu's "Peony" with a sense of despair.

It is still for you, you little rascal. He wants to explore connections to see if he can help you secure a commissioned training spot

A glimmer of relief flashed in my mother's eyes, but there was also a hint of concern as she said: "It's a pity that there are less than six months left; if you had worked this hard earlier, your grades wouldn't have been ... ... "

"Wow, your startup speed seems to be about the same as my senior Wei Qingfeng!" Liu Yu sighed

Wudu University, Songlin Village Family Area

There are rumors at school that someone is looking to pick a fight with you

Yang Tang : `` ... ... ''

... ...

Yang Tang, however, embraced her mother and entered the house

Completed, this question states that both five-character and seven-character lines are acceptable, does my response not meet the requirements

"But teacher, this 25-point requirement is to write poetry, and the prose is clearly off-topic!" With Yang Tang's teasing, the whole class burst into laughter