Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 77 - 074 Banner

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Song Jiawen was painting in the studio, while Jiang Yan was outside doing practice papers, his serious and focused demeanor clearly marking him as a diligent student.

Huang Kai cast several suspicious glances at him, thinking to himself that this kid didn’t seem like the studious type on his last visit. Could it be that he’d been mistaken?

However…

The college entrance exam was just a few days away, and now being diligent… Was cramming at the last minute really useful?

“Senior Huang, Jiang Yan’s grades are actually not bad,”

Apparently sensing Huang Kai’s thoughts, Song Jiawen rarely spoke up to explain on behalf of Jiang Yan.

Huang Kai sheepishly touched his nose and changed the subject, “Well, junior sister, just leave your painting here to dry. I’m going to check if the teacher’s friends have left.”

Then he quickly left the studio.

Jiang Yan didn’t take offense and continued to focus on solving problems.

Considering that he really had been working too hard lately, Song Jiawen ultimately gave him a painting, which made Huang Kai, who was following along, quite envious.

He was also quite heartbroken.

If it had been given to someone who liked and was passionate about painting, that would be one thing, but the question was, did this kid even understand art?

Jiang Yan, who didn’t understand art, was thrilled to have it framed on the spot at the gallery and proudly took it away.

No sooner had the two of them left, Deng Tao and her father entered the front door of Shanshui Gallery.

Hearing that President Song had returned from Beijing, they rushed over to talk to Teacher Song again.

Of course, it wasn’t about the Chinese painting competition that had already ended; it was about a professor from the Beijing University College of Art.

Recently, Deng Tao’s grades had returned to the top ten in her grade, which rekindled their hope, so they wanted to ask President Song if she could recommend the professor.

With her grades just a bit off-par and with traditional Chinese painting as an artistic skill, could she get into Beijing University?

What Deng Tao and her father didn’t know was that, with her level and foundation, traditional Chinese painting was hardly considered a special talent in front of Beijing University’s College of Art.

Song Qingping tactfully pointed this out, then added, “Actually, with Deng Tao’s impressive grades, there’s no need to insist on pursuing an art path.”

In Song Qingping’s view, Deng Tao lacked spirituality in art and was too eager for quick success, making her unsuitable.

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Biting her lip, Deng Tao felt somewhat dissatisfied and asked Song Qingping, “President, is Song Jiawen’s traditional Chinese painting really better than mine?”

What does this have to do with Jiawen?

Song Qingping was puzzled and also disliked the expression on Deng Tao’s face whenever she brought up Jiawen.

He said indifferently, “People should not be compared like that. You are you, Jiawen is Jiawen. Your foundations in painting are different, your techniques vary, and your talents are certainly not the same. Besides, Jiawen is not pursuing an art path. How can you compare yourself to her?”

In other words, your talent doesn’t even come close to Song Jiawen’s.

Deng Tao wanted to say more but was interrupted by her father, who forcibly took her away from the gallery.

“Little Tao, let’s stop here. There are so many good schools besides Beijing University, and you can choose any of them. I no longer insist on you getting into Beijing University,” he said.

In other words, Deng Tao’s father had given up.

……..

On July 1st, the first high school took its graduation photo.

The first class was the first to go, while the rest, not having come down yet, leaned on the windows to watch.

It was noisy and lively.

Since she was explaining problems to Zhu Jin, Song Jiawen and she were the last to come down.

Jiang Yan and a group of boys were standing at the bottom of the stairs of the teaching building, looking back. He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Song Jiawen had grown even taller recently, and not only that, she had…. developed further…. matured.

The young girl’s slender and tall figure stood there, her pale skin glowing, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed. In the orange glow of the morning light, her whole being seemed to exude an ethereal aura.

Jiang Yan was momentarily stunned; afterward, his gaze unintentionally swept over Song Jiawen before hurriedly looking away.

But as he turned his head, he saw a bunch of boys glancing back, intentionally or not, and couldn’t help but curse inwardly, “Dammit, a bunch of animals.”

“Alright, alright, everyone come over and get in line.”

Fortunately, at this moment, the homeroom teacher started calling people over, and the teachers and school leaders had all arrived.

Song Jiawen followed Zhu Jin forward.

To be honest, she didn’t feel much about taking the graduation photo at First Middle School, since she’d only been there for a few months. Besides having a good relationship with Zhu Jin, Wang Xiaole, and a few others, she hadn’t even spoken to some of her classmates.

Compared to them, she felt the strongest about Jianghai.

Remembering the promise she had made to Yang Dan to return to take the graduation photo after the college entrance examination… she was actually quite looking forward to it.

The principal and Director Zhai sat together, quietly discussing whether to order two banners. One for the city’s top scholar was a must, and for the additional one, the principal wanted to aim for the province’s top scholar.

Director Zhai was very excited, and even his slightly dark complexion showed a bit of a blush. He knew the principal was more sensitive to this matter than he was. At that moment, with shining eyes, he quietly asked, “Are we confident?”

The principal turned his head to glance at Song Jiawen, who stood gracefully on the steps, obedient and well-behaved, and nodded, feeling more and more satisfied with what he saw.

He excitedly replied, “Ninety percent, I’d say.”

So what are we waiting for?

Order them!

Director Zhai took charge assertively, “I’ll take care of it!”

….

July 6th, the day before the college entrance examination.

Xie Lin was already on vacation, and he came to Yunzhou with Xie Yanhai to send Song Jiawen off for her exams because Shi Peirong was ill and Li Yun needed to stay home to look after her, so they didn’t come.

Song Jiawen’s examination venue was at her own school, which saved a lot of trouble, making checking out the venue simpler than for others.

Knowing that Xie Yanhai and his son were coming to send Jiajia off to her exams, Zhou Youming considerately picked them up from the bus station and offered them a place to stay at his house.

And before this, Song Jiawen had already been staying at his house for two days.

Two days earlier, when the school holiday began, the dorm building could have been kept open specially for her, and both Wang Xiaole and Zhu Jin had offered to stay with her, but Song Jiawen felt it unnecessary.

So she politely declined.

She wasn’t without a place to stay, after all; there was a room for her at Jiang Yan’s house, but it wasn’t convenient to mention that.

It was on the day of the holiday when she was packing her things to go to Jiang Yan’s house that Song Xiwen and Zhou Youming came looking for her.

Clearly, the two knew the school was having a holiday, so they had specifically come to take her home to stay.

Song Jiawen initially refused, of course.

But after Song Xiwen spoke a few words to her alone, in the end, Song Jiawen agreed to go home with them.

As for Jiang Yan’s examination venue… it was at Experimental Middle School.

It truly was a damned twist of fate!

When he went to check out the examination venue, Jiang Yan looked up at the school gate, blurry and distant in his memory, feeling a vague resistance in his heart.

However, in a way, wasn’t this also giving himself a chance?

A chance to rise up where he had fallen!

Yu Hang was with him; as the two of them walked on, people occasionally gave Jiang Yan surprised looks, with curiosity, disdain, and even contempt among them…

Jiang Yan ignored them all; he didn’t know them, so why should he care?

It wasn’t until he walked out after checking the venue that someone brazenly blocked his way.